Hey guys, I'm back. I'm a very sorry for my long break. First was Christmas and the New Years. Then some things came up, then school was taking up a lot of my time. But I'm finally back! And very funny that I leave for a bit right on that big cliffhanger eh? Well anyways, besides I'm sorry for being gone so long, I don't have much announcements, except that I'm working a another fanfic story. I will give details out later on that. But I hope you all enjoy!

(Also for some of you Star Wars fans, I slid in a nice little reference for ya😉)

Chapter 11

The Warrior

-Gregors POV-

Their faces were so close close together that he barely had to turn his head when they kissed.

"I've got to get in closer if I'm going to take him out!"

He slid the rock in place, parting them forever...

Gregor julted up out of his bed, sweating and breathing heavily.

The Park had been remodeled and Gregor couldn't find the rock. He looked around for hours trying to find the spot but he couldn't. Then their was the fact that the appartment with the entrance was owned by some new family, and he wasn't able to get inside. So he just bought a near by appartment and hoped that maybe one of Ripreds rats would notice him.

But it had been so long now that he started to loose hope. Maybe they were all dead? Maybe Ripred gave up on Gregor...maybe Luxa didn't love him anymore. Gregor pondered everything as he sat down on a chair and opened a beer and drank it. The neighbors said he should check out his drinking problem, which they were probably right, but he never did. He set the bottle down and stared at his hands. They were shaking. He tried to stop them, but it took him awhile to control them better.

Gregors days wede were filled with alcohol, being a janitor for the appartment as a job, sitting around doing nothing, and nightmares. These continued for...years. Sometimes, when they nightmares and guilt and regret and worry overcomed him to much he debated on...well ending it. He usually just shrugged those moments off. But they would return, like everything else bad in his life.

He had gone on walks around the park, thinking of his life in the Underground. Even though a lot of his memories there were bad filled with death and violence, they were still the best moments of his life. Eventually Gregor gave up, he had lost hope. Lost hope in the underground, the Warrior, his friends, Luxa.

Gregor began to think of why he would go back. For all he knew ever all his friends were dead. Or Luxa forgot about him and is with another guy. All those people had died, Ares... These thoughts and questions continued to pound Gregors mind, until one faithful day where they would be answered.

Gregor sat in his living room, watching tv and drinking. Like most of his days. Then there was a knock on the door. He didn't really expect any visitors today, heck he hardly got any visitors as all. But nevertheless he stood up and went to the door. He looked through the peep hole and saw a teenager. Weird. He then decided to open the door.

-Switching POVs(as in the povs go back and forth)-

"Uh hey, what's up?" When the door opened, Cooper looked up at the tall adult. He seemed to be recently turned adult, he had a rather more muscular build, but wasn't ripped. His hair was shaggy and he looked like he hasn't got any sleep. After a good look at him, the next thing Cooper noticed was the smell. It smelled terrible, alcohol. "Umm" He hadn't actually thought of what he was going to do at that point.

Gregor looked down at the teenager and tried not to be annoyed by him. "Well?" Cooper just stood there, should he ask for the warrior? Or should he like be more subtle. "Im just uh going to..." Gregor began to close the door. "Wait!" Cooper quickly stopped him. "Sorry I'm just...looking for someone." Gregor opened the door. "Ok, who are you looking for?" Gregor was use to this stuff happening, New York was a big place and people got lost and needed to figure out where they were going.

What Gregor didn't see coming, was the name. "Well um, I'm looking for someone called...the Warrior." Gregor stared at him, shock in his eyes. No one had called him that in years, heck how did this kid even know who that was. Hold on hold on, maybe just um this is a big coincidence. No. Someone looking for the Warrior right near the passage to the underground. It can't be.

That means that this kid has been to the underground. And that his friends were looking for him. Maybe. "That isn't a name I've heard of since...here come in" Gregor opened the door to let Cooper in. Which he did, and Gregor closed the door behind him. Gregor went and sat down in his chair, now a bit eager to here this kids story. Cooper then sat down in a separate chair next to Gregor and he pretended not to notice the terrible smell of alcohol and the mess in his appartment. "Ok then. Talk."

After a good while, Cooper explained everything. The Fall, the rats and humans, Luxa Ripred, the Cult of Bane. Everything. Cooper noticed the guy tense up when he mentioned Luxa. But he just continued the story. After he finished he sat back to see his response. Gregor thought about it, the Cult of Bane. That's just great. But more importantly Luxa was alive. She was alive and ok, well maybe not for long by the sounds of it. "Well I was told to come to this address and to look for the Warrior. Is that you?"

Gregor stayed silent for a bit, once again staring at his shaky hands. After a bit of thinking he looked up at him. "The names Gregor...but...I was the Warrior, yes." Cooper sat up in his seat. "Great now you can help us." Gregor looked up at Cooper. "Wow um...hold on a second..."

Cooper sat back down and looked at him confused. "What? You are the Warrior, so you can come back to the Underground with me and we can go save our friends from these cultists." Gregor eventually sat up and looked out the window. "I'm sorry...I can't go back with you"