Gregor and the Uncharted Lands

Chp. 1 Lizzie

It's been three years since we moved to our family farm in Virginia, and while none of us have forgotten the Regalians or our adventures in the Underlands. We're all tried to move on in our own special way. Dad has final fully recovered and has landed a teaching job while mom has taken up a course in business management at our local college. She plans to open a little store here further rooting us here far from Regalia. Gregor is playing football now. He says it helps give him something to do but I know he does it to help control his roger phases. It's calmed down after the war or so it seemed. Last Christmas he fell our Christmas tree with an axe. Doesn't sound strange but when you take in the fact that it was already in our house and we were all happily singing "Deck the Halls" you wouldn't think of it as ... normal. Football being a contact sport give him the ability to exert some of his rager strength.
The most surprising of all was Boots. It would seem that she has retained the lessons she received from Hazard and the other instructors. We would catch her squeaking to the mice and rats on the farm and they would reply. Mom tried to stop her but Gregor and dad talked her out of it. She did instruct Boots to never take up the practice in public or when guest arrive.
As for me I've been studying charts. What for, well I've been looking for an entrance to the Underlands. I theorize that an entrance might be found anywhere in America. I first thought of this three years ago when Ripred told me about the uncharted lands. So far I've been unproductive but I know that I'm close. If only I knew how close it really was.
It all started when I was in my room alone studying and connecting charts and maps and working out the math on pinpointing the entrance in Virginia. The house was in a buzz as everyone got ready for Gregor's big game. Gregor was already at the school he had to stay behind for practice. I decided to take a quick look at my charts and went straight to my room after school. Apparently I had taken longer than I thought.
"Lizzie, it time to go are you ready?" Moms voice ascended up the staircase.
"Just a second!" I shouted back.
"Ok, but hurry it up or we'll be late!" was her reply.
I hurriedly got dressed in a blue skinny jeans and purple frilly tank top. I was just finished tying my black and white converse when boots barged in holding a rat.
"Lizzie, Lizzie I did it!" she excitedly announced.
"You did, that's great! What did it say?" I quickly questioned her.
"It said that...."
"What are you girls doing your mother's is ready to go come on don't you want to see your brother win the final?!" dad interrupted. Hmm, I guess I'll have to wait till later besides we gonna need Gregor to pull it off.
"Coming, let's go Boots."
"Okay!"