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I still need a good name.

Chapter 1: Bad Beggining

Gregor stood from the cave entrance looking down at the bottomless gap before him. This wasn't his first time here though as he walked to the edge and jumped. He felt the sensation of freefalling as he was shrouded in darkness. He clicked three times, nothing was coming back so echolocation didn't work. The darkness seemed to move when Gregor clicked, absorbing his sounds. Gregor saw a light at the bottom of the pit glaring up at him. The darkness formed into a man with a sickle, a hooded robe and a army of skeletons all charging the light.

Gregor put his hand forward and tried to get the light first before anyone could put it out. He felt his hand hit something stiff and claws dug into the back of his hand. He opened his eyes to see Ares standing there. Ares' eyes were not there and the empty eye sockets poured out blood pooling up at Gregor's feet. Tears formed around Ares' empty eye socket as Gregor raised his arm over his head and swung down. Everything happened in slow-mo as Gregor saw people in the room. Non of them had faces, instead they had a thick smoke forming a head.

Gregor couldn't stop as he swung down at Ares, the bat frozen in fear and sadness. The blade sliced through the black bat's entire chest in a second as Gregor swung again. The bat just stood there as he bled out. The killer wasn't done though, after that he peeled back the skin and shoved his hand into Ares' chest. Ares felt his blood stop pumping as Gregor ripped out his heart and bit into it with his teeth, chewing it in half. One half was shoved back in Ares as Gregor was forced by something else to swallow the half in his mouth. Right as Gregor swallowed a loud noise woke him up... yelling.

Gregor slowly rolled over and looked at his alarm clock, three a.m., to early for any yelling. He slid out of his bed and moved towards the door of his room until he noticed in a mirror that he was still in his boxers. He blush in the dark as he grabbed some jeans from the ground and slid them on. He grabbed the pocket knife his dad had bought him a year and a half ago from atop his dresser and moved towards the yelling. Gregor started to hear his mom yelling at a man in the hall of their apartment. He knew the man was his mother's dealer she always bought drugs from him in the alley outside.

She was constantly needing more so she started taking any money they had saved up to buy more. She just never stopped doing them and started to become addicted saying she would stop. She never had even tried. Gregor listened to their conversation as he came out of the memories.

"I don't have the money right now! Just give me time." His mom yelled at the man.

"I already gave you three weeks. You need to pay up!"

Three minutes of yelling later and Gregor heard his dad coming from their room to see what was happening. Gregor hid behind a wall as his dad came in and started to use echolocation. The second Gregor's dad came in the man reached for his belt, pulling out a .44 magnum and aiming at Gregor's dad, he pulled the trigger three times. Gregor's dad fell to the floor lifeless with a bullet in his head and two in his chest. Grace ran to her husband's side and knelt down to hold him. she rocked him back and forth as she looked at the man in the hall. He took aim at her and three bullets later she crumpled next to her husband, dead.

Gregor immediately went to action by flipping his pocket knife out and rushed the man who took aim but heard a click as he pulled the trigger. Gregor stopped eight feet away and said with a grin, "No more bullets."

The man looked Gregor in the eyes and saw something that scared him, the very thing Gregor saw in Ripred's eyes. The niceness and wisdom but also the ability to kill without being scratched. The dealer turned on his heels and ran towards the stairs trying to escape the former rager. Gregor ran after him and covered the distance in a few strides later. Gregor jumped on the man's back forcing him to the ground where Gregor stabbed him in the back between the shoulder blades. The man screamed for help until a knife went across his throat making blood bleed everywhere.

Gregor sat there stabbing the dead body for a minute anywhere he could. The legs, arms, chest, back, eyes, face, and heart where all stabbed at least once. Gregor got up and stumbled back to his room leaving his pocket knife impaled in the back of the man's head. Gregor walked past his mom and dad's corpses knowing they were already dead. He opened his sister Lizzie's door and was surprised when she jumped at him with a pen trying to stab him. He easily caught her hand and grabbed the pen, throwing it across the room he pulled her in for a hug as she cried on his shoulder.

Why would he teach her echolocation? She must of seen the entire thing and knew her parents were never going to kiss her goodnight again. They stayed hugging for what felt like ten minutes but was only three until Gregor whispered to her to pack her bag and get Margaret. She nodded and left her room to go get their younger sister. At least she didn't have echolocation. Gregor walked into his room and stripped down nude in front of the mirror looking himself over. He was tall and buff with a six pack and bulging muscles. Gregor did spend most of his time exercising and thinking, even though he was 15. His birthday was in a month though so he was pretty much 16. He flexed once more then took a five minute shower washing all the blood off his body.

He put on completely new clothes and grabbed a backpack from under his bed that was always there in case he needed to get to the Underland fast. It had flashlights, water, food, and a machete in a sheath. Gregor called out to his sister and asked if she was ready to leave. A knock on the door and a quiet ,"yes" confirmed it. He went over to the table that held his alarm clock and slid open a drawer. He grabbed out Ares' claw and Luxa's photo. Gregor turned to the door, opened it and saw Margaret and Lizzie holding hands. Lizzie had on a backpack full to the brim on stuff. Gregor took Boots and put her head in his chest so she couldn't see. He looked at Lizzie, grabbed her hand with his free one and led them to the grate at the laundry room. Gregor just hoped everything would be better.

And that's the end. I may keep doing these at the end and I may not. Some people like the author to do a question or something at the end. I will do it this chapter and people can say in the comments if they like it. I know that this is a short chapter but I can't promise them longer. Any feedback is excepted unless it is; unhelpful and unkind things or offensive to another person or writer. No racism, sexism or hate will be tolerated.

What would be a good name for this story?