Part 3As the days passed, the habitants of the Great Valley got used to the presence of the new flyer, and the excitement of the mysterious flyer died down. Soon, Max was just another friend in the valley. The flyer would have had it no other way. He enjoyed the humble, peaceful life of the valley. Of course, there were some suspicions and chattering going on behind his back, but he paid it no mind.
For the children, life had also returned back to normal. Within no time, they were back to playing their old games and having fun, like children should. One particular day, though, seemed to break the monotony. The gang was playing tag as they always tend to do. Ducky was the one who was it, and she was in pursuit of Petrie and Cera. Littlefoot and Spike followed behind, watching the several attempts by Ducky to tag the two. They were all having fun with their game, until something alarming happened. The ground beneath the young one’s feet began to quake and split. Their joyful laughter turned into horrified screams as the scrambled to get away. For Ducky, Cera, and Petrie, the situation only became direr. A large crevice appeared in the ground, separating the gang. On one side, at the boundaries of the Mysterious Beyond and the Great Valley was Ducky, Cera, and Petrie. Littlefoot and Spike were on the opposite end.
“Littlefoot, spike! HELP!” Cera screamed from across the cavernous divide. Littlefoot looked around at anything that may be used as a bridge, but found nothing.
“Wait there! I’ll go get help!” He said. He and Spike took off to where the grownups may be found. The two ran as fast as their legs would carry them. After what seemed to be ages, the grown up were in sight.
“Grandma! Grandpa!” Littlefoot called to them. At the sound of their desperate Grandchild’s cries, the couple walked over to Littlefoot and Spike
“Littlefoot, are you alright! What’s wrong?” They had both felt the earthshake, and with Littlefoot’s behaviour, they began to suspect something was wrong.
“Petrie, Ducky, and Cera are trapped on the other side of a giant land break! We have to help them, quick!” He said, panting, trying to catch his breath.
“What?! Did you say my Cera’s in trouble!” Topsy cut in, walking towards the group.
“And my Petrie?!”
“And Ducky too?”
All of the concerned parents began to gather. Littlefoot nodded his head in response to all those questions and said, “Yes, they’re not that fair from here! Come on!” Grandpa longneck looked towards Petrie’s mother and said, “If they are unreachable by land, we may need some help. Go find some other flyers and meet us there.” She nodded. With that, the group was off, a worried Littlefoot leading the way.
Meanwhile, back at the gorge, the three young dinosaurs were screaming as loud as they can for help. Had they been more aware of their surroundings, they would have noticed a large hole in the mountain side that was carved out by the earthshake. They would have also noticed that the hole led straight into the mysterious beyond. If they noticed those two things, they would have also noticed the danger they were in, for their pleas did not go unheard.
“Cera! Ducky! Petrie! We’re coming!” Littlefoot called out. The trio looked over the cliff.
“Littlefoot! You did it!” Cera called out. Grandpa then cut in, “Don’t you worry, Petrie’s mother has gone to get help. You’ll be safe before you know it. There is no need to panic!” Of course, the old longneck didn’t know how wrong he was. Several squawking noises could be heard. They were faint, but getting closer. Soon, several stray ichthyornis were circling above the three young ones. It was obvious they were here for a snack. Cera, Duckie and Petrie all screamed simultaneously as the primitive birds swarmed closer for their snack.
“Oh no!” Grandma longneck cried as all she was able to do was watch helplessly. Petrie’s mother returned with another Flyer. She watched in horror as her son would soon be eaten. She tried to get to the children, but the ravenous flock swarmed her and ended up driving her off. She flew back to the others.
“It’s no use; I can’t get to the children with those things there! Oh, what are we going to do!” she cried, distraught at the thought that her child was doomed. All seemed lost as the flock began to swarm the children, when a familiar, yet unusually strange voice called out.
“Just leave it to me!” Max said as he flew by the grownups. His voice seemed different. It was full of confidence and strength, rather than his usual sweet, humble tone. He rushed towards the flock and the children.
“Hold on! I’m coming!”
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