Chapter 21, Battle of The Mysterious Beyond
A/N: Sorry about not updating for more then a week, I was on a cruise where it would cost like 250 dollars a minute for internet access, so I couldn't update, and will make up for this with a longer chapter, and the decisive battle in the war.
The resistance army had amassed about 4 miles from the Great Valley, and nearly a year had passed since the beginning of the war, and nearly half that had been Littlefoot's long absence as he recruited an army to officially oppose Darkclaw, and many on both sides predicted this would be the end, the decisive clash, the end of the line. The battlecry of the army could be heard as they marched.
At the army's head was Chomper, Littlefoot, Cera, Tyranna, Ducky, Petrie, Spike, Ruby, and what remained of their families. Many other dinosaurs began to join, and their force now numbered by the thousands. Meanwhile, several of Darkclaw's sharpteethed flyers spotted the army, and they rushed to alert Darkclaw.
About half an hour later, Chomper saw Darkclaw's army, and his eyes narrowed. Despite the sharptooth blitzkrieg in full swing, Darkclaw still had roughly 4,000 sharpteeth in the area, more then the Resistance's combined group.
Soon, the clouds began to darken, and rain gushed down, thunder smashed in the distance, and lightning illuminated the area. The two armies were just half a mile away, and they were closing fast. Suddenly, Darkclaw raised a clawed hand, and immediatley, the sharpteeth stopped.
Chomper did the same, and Littlefoot nodded, confirming Chomper's order. The front lines of the armies were just a hundred feet, and both side's flyers were preparing to take off.
Two radically different sides faced eachother, the flatteeth were jumbled and unorganized, while the sharpteeth were in lines, shoulder to shoulder. Darkclaw stepped forward, a cruel smirk on his demonic face.
"So this is how you want this to end? To get ripped apart by my well trained, strong, fit, and lethal sharpteethl? I can offer you
one...last...chance to live." Darkclaw hissed.
Chomper stepped forward to reply. "Never! Your enslavement of sharpteeth and flatteeth alike is about to end! You will pay for all the atrocities you committed, all the innocent blood spilled by your army, you will pay for your crimes against nature itself!" Chomper growled, earning a cheer from the flatteeth.
Darkclaw sneered again. "Advise your army, you can fight and all of you will die, or you cannot fight in which only most of you will die!" Darkclaw declared. "We will fight, and you will die!" Chomper snarled. "So be it! ATTACK!" Darkclaw roared, and the sharpteeth began running towards them.
"Charge!" Chomper cried and the flatteeth attacked. For five seconds, both armies were charging, then suddenly all hell broke loose. The two clashed, and immediatley, the roars of anger, cries of pain, horrible sound of slashing, biting, whipping, punching, and goring filled the air.
Two flyers caught eachother in mid air, and slashed eachother, cutting deep wounds. A spiketail used her spikes to skewer a raptor. A longneck screamed as his neck was cracked by a Sharptooth. A Darkclaw supporting Spinosaurus was torn to pieces by a Chomper supporting T-rex.
The rain soon caused a massive mudslide from the top of a nearby hill, and it crushed many dinosaurs on both sides, and a nearby river soon ran red. The sky was filled with dogfights between flyers, and bodies rained to the ground.
Through all the static fighting, neither side gained any ground, it seemed that it would be a bloody stalemate. Through all this, Chomper attacked every sharptooth affiliated with Darkclaw, usually characterized by their attacks on leaf eaters.
He was searching for Darkclaw, to end the fight, once and for all. As he fought, he caught a glimpse of the Spinosaurus watching the battle from another, rockier mountain. He isn't even fighting? Chomper thought with anger as he ran to end the fight.
As he ran, he saw a small path that led upwards, what he needed to get to Darkclaw. As he ran, he saw the sharptooth and a lightning strike on a nearby tree set the area ablaze, their was no turning back. "Murderor!" Chomper hissed in a low, dangerous voice as he stalked towards Darkclaw.
"So you have the audacity to face me alone? So be it!" Darkclaw snarled, as he began to circle. Both prepared, then suddenly, Darkclaw used his tail to fling hot embers at Chomper. He was distracted for a moment, but that was all Darkclaw needed, he leapt at Chomper and his jaws closed on his neck.
Chomper flung the older sharptooth off him and the fight was on. They slashed, bit, whipped, rammed, anything, but they were at a stalemate, no equal power.
The battle was a stalemate, and it seemed that neither would win. Though well trained, the sharpteeth fought robotically, conventionally, unprepared for their enemies' engenuity and creativeness, and were taking massive casualties. The flatteeth's motivation seemed to be slowly turning the tide.
Ruby watched the battle, as a fast runner, she couldn't actually fight without risk of certain death, so, like other, under armed flatteeth, they watched the battle and took care of the hatchlings.
However, out of the corner of her eye, she saw, at the bottom of the ledge, Spike getting pummeled by a sharptooth, and, against her instincts, ran to her friends aid.
What would she do? What
could she do? She had no idea, but was intent on helping her friend. Her only good weapon was her beak, which she could use to distract the sharptooth long enough for Spike to get up, and end the fight. Hopefully that would work.
As she ran at the sharptooth, she opened her beak, and delivered a painful bite to its leg. The predator roared in pain, and wheeled around. Ruby dodged its attacks with ease, but she saw that, to her shock, and realization, that Spike's legs were broken, and that he was dying from his injuries.
"Spike! N-" She was cut off when the sharptooth bit down on her, her moment's distraction all the sharptooth needed, and it crushed her in his powerful jaws, but spit her out, abandoning the carcass to prepare to take on his next opponent.
But he never got the chance, Spike used his last strength to whip his spikes into the sharptooth's legs, breaking them. The predator roared as he fell, and Spike positioned his spike right behind the head, a horrible sound rent the air, and the sharptooth died.
Spike sighed, but he could do nothing else, for his last breath left his body, and he went limp.
Nearby, Littlefoot had rallied many flatteeth for a direct charge on the sharpteeth lines, and had succeeded, splitting the sharptooth front in two. As the flatteeth manuevered to take on their respective opponents, the flyer battle began to die down. The flatteeth flyers had succeeded in killing all the flyer leaders, and now killed off the sharpteeth flyers stuck in dissaray.
The battle would soon be over, and with it the war, for the sharpteeth were getting torn apart, ground down by a remorseless offensive motivated by revenge, hatred, and liberation.
Chomper and Darkclaw's battle was still raging, and they were both tiring. Chomper knew that he needed to kill Darkclaw here and now, for the very safety of the dinosaur world depended on it. But before he could get a good attack, Darkclaw rammed him, and they both fell into the crowd below.
As Darkclaw got up, his eyes widened, no sharpteeth on his side remained, he had lost the battle, and every flattooth still alive stood there, with a mix of fear, anger, and hatred.
Darkclaw tried to find an escape route, but Chomper blocked his way, covered in dirt, and with many scratches and scars on his body, but alive. Both of their eyes narrowed to slits, and they prepared for the final attack.
Darkclaw knew he had lost, but he had passed beyond caring, he would kill Chomper, whether he died aswell or not. With a roar of anger, hatred, and insanity, the sail-back charged.
Chomper charged aswell, and they met, the two fought as hard as they could, drawing much blood. But Chomper, filled with all the happy memories of his mate, children, parents, and friends he held so dear to him, let his will-power, and love, and loyalty, guide his movements.
In a sudden movement, Chomper swung his tail so hard that he shattered Darkclaw's jaw, earning a cry of pain and shock. He attacked again, and this time, got his jaw around Darkclaw's neck, and bit down as hard as he could.
A cracking sound was heard, but Chomper continued, and soon, he bit through. Darkclaw fell to the ground in pieces, literally. His once red eyes now dull, the rage and hatred were gone, and in those eyes, only shocked fear. Chomper panted, but realized what had happened.
For a second there was silence, but then, the crowd erupted into cheers, and Chomper's closest friends and family ran to him. Tyranna, Rex and Koda reached him first, followed by Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Petrie, Tria, Tricia, Bron, Guido, and so many others who fought with him in the battle.
After the battle, celebrations occurred all over the world upon news of Darkclaw and his armies death. In the Great Valley, much singing and dancing occurred, and even some mingling between sharpteeth and flatteeth occurred. The sharpteeth gorged on the dead sharpteeth from Darkclaw's army, they didn't dare to eat the bodies of the dead leaf eaters out of respect.
After several days, it turned to mourning, many had lost their entire families, and several committed suicide out of sadness. Ducky and Chomper were particularly hard hit. They lost friends they were so close to. The gang all comforted and mourned with them, and after a while, both began to go back to their old selves.
However, a pressing issue existed that Chomper found out about just days after the battle ended. Apparently, Darkclaw had a mate who was killed in the fighting, and they had a single egg, which hadn't hatched yet. Chomper was debating with Tyranna on what to do.
Tyranna didn't want to see an innocent life be taken, and Chomper agreed, but their was a possibility that it would turn out like its parents, and no one wanted that. To prevent that, and after much debate, Chomper and Tyranna adopted the egg, just when it hatched.
The hatchling was nothing like Darkclaw in terms of appearance. She had tan skin with a striking blue stripe on her back, which would grow into her sail as she matured, and her eyes were a bright, beautiful green, unlike Darkclaw's terrifying red eyes.
This difference in looks made it easier for Chomper and Tyranna to accept her, and soon, she was a full member of their family. Rex and Koda got a long great with her, though they didn't know whose daughter she was, as did many, because Chomper told everyone she was the daughter of a sharptooth who died in the fighting, though they wouldn't tell who.
Over time, peace became the norm, and many on both sides learned eachother's language, and soon, friendships between them formed, and the sharpteeth lived on fish and mammals. Chomper was given a position as representative of the sharpteeth in the Great Valley council, and he and Littlefoot formed a duo-leadership, leading the Great Valley into a new golden age.
The end.
A/N: Its finally done!
I can't believe I finished it, I usually never finish fanfictions, as many are inspired only by passing interests. I am proud of this, so tell me your overall opinion of this please.
