This is my first fanfic story so it might be bad... THIS IS THE PROLOGUE and it needs heavy editing so thats why its short rate and review and tell me ways i can improve
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own the Underland chronicles, if i did there would be a FRIGGIN 6TH BOOK but i dont. i dont own any ot the characters either!
It's been one year three months and forty nine days since Gregor last saw the magnificent city of Regalia, Howard, Nike, Mareth and countless others that he would never forget. There's one in particular that he missed the most. Luxa. The love of his life the most astonishing and beautiful girl he had ever seen. The girl that he went on quests with and the girl he had owed his life to. He would never see them again.
Gregor POV
I made a plan that a few days ago to get back. Well it wasnt really a plan. It's just to sneak out and go Central Park, slide the rock, and enter the underland, plain and simple. I left the front door very quietly and headed for Central Park. It was only 12 am so
there were a couple taxi's so i halted one (i don't know the term for stopping a taxi). I got into the taxi and asked to go to Central Park. The plan is going good so far. i looked up at the driver and he seemed very odd, clothing wise. His hair was frizzy and
brown but his clothes made him seem like he just left a comic book convention. A weird robe and a black stick looking thing on his hi- oh he Dressed like Jedi. I payed him the money owed and left the taxi. Headed into central park. The plan is going good, i went
to the location of the rock and was shocked to find what i saw. Instead of the rock was taped of construction zone. "OH CRAP" I shouted. Why was it taped off? Instead of the rock was a slab of cement that must of weighed a ton. " well that ruins the plan" i
said to myself mentally and then went home. I couldn't fall asleep so i took the picture of Luxa and I and sat there for hours. There was multiple crying sessions fueled by "i'll never get back" and just despair and sadness.
" Gregor wake up, i need you to do something for me" little did she know i was already awake. "yeah mom" i replied " I need you to go down to the laundry room and wash some clothes for me". This is my chance, to go back where i truly belong. Where i would
be accepted and wouldn't have to where long sleeve shirts and pants every day to make sure people didn't see my scars... " you and your father" darn... well that crushed it a little bit.