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Part 6: Death Everywhere
Pterano watched helplessly as the battle suddenly turned to the misfortune of the leafeaters.
Melissa couldn't run further since her legs became too heavy. The Fastbiter that chased her slowly approached. Melissa had only one option - no matter how much she hated it: she had to fight. She turned her back side towards the beast brandishing her tail.
The Fastbiter paused considering how to pass this 'barrier'. Eventually, he made a decision. He aimed at his victim, jumped and landed on the young Longneck. Melissa screamed as the beast bit her tail and her back with its razor-sharp teeth. Melissa tried to shake the attacker off, but she failed. With every fruitless attempt, with every piece of flesh that was torn out of her body, she became weaker. Finally, her vision blacked, her legs weakened and she crashed to the ground. Her last thought was that she had at least tried...
The two Fastbiters had caught up with the Swimmer. The Mommy Swimmer grabbed her little ones and ran away. She didn't want her little ones to watch their father die but also because the others couldn't guarantee her safety any more. She was in such a hurry that she accidentally forgot about Littlefoot hiding in a bush...
The Swimmer knew that it was over as he saw the ugly snouts of the beasts to the right and left of him. His last thoughts were of his family who hopefully didn't have to watch him get hunted down. One of the two Fastbiters jumped for his throat, ending his life quickly and without any pain...
The Sharptooth was still battling with Threehorn's mate. Both hardly harmed each other so far though, as the Sharptooth didn't WANT to harm her yet. He waited for the right time to attack which was just about at this moment...
His companions had just taken over control of the brutal battle which worked in his favour. Since he studied his opponent very well while pretending to truly fight her, he knew exactly what to do. He roared an important order to his Fastbiters. At that moment, he pretended to be distracted.
The mate of the Threehorn eyed her chance and stormed forwards...
Mr. Clubtail, Littlefoot's Mother, Grandma and Grandpa were meanwhile separated from the Threehorns. They were encircled by a dozen Fastbiters, who again and again attacked to weaken them. The fight was becoming tiresome and they had taken quite a beating. Some of the beasts were already injured so the group still considered a victory possible if they stood their ground.
The Fastbiters heard the order of their leader, promptly translated it into action. They stopped attacking and stepped back a few meters. The leafeaters took the opportunity to talk.
"Is everyone alright?" Grandpa inquired sending a worried glance to Grandma who looked pretty bad.
"It's... alright!" she groaned in pain.
"Those critters are tougher than I thought!" Mr. Clubtail cringed morosely.
"Yes, I’m afraid you’re right!" Grandpa sighed.
"You think the Swimmer is safe?" Littlefoot's Mother questioned apprehensively.
"I saw her running away a little while ago," Grandma replied quietly.
"Whoo! That's good news!" Littlefoot's Mother exclaimed. "I was actually supposed to protect her!"
"Where is this Sharptooth by the w..." Grandpa was about to ask as the Fastbiters jumped all of a sudden catching all four of them by surprise. A dozen Fastbiters flew towards the completely unprepared Longnecks. Most of them hit Grandma, causing her to fall. Grandpa was the other victim. Mr. Clubtail and Littlefoot's Mother weren't attacked at all. They tried to rescue Grandma who defenselessly lay on her side. Mr. Clubtail jumped on one Fastbiter who had a hard crash to the ground as Grandma fell over. With some well-placed hits of his club, the beast was eliminated for good. Meanwhile, Littlefoot's Mother flung the other Fastbiters off Grandma's body using her tail. Grandpa had Fastbiters attacking his right side so he let himself fall to the right side on purpose. The ground shook as if an earthshake had just happened as Grandpa crashed on the ground, crushing the Fastbiters beneath him. Both Grandpa and the Fastbiters remained lying there, not moving at all...
The Sharptooth only saw the charging Threehorn out of the corner of his eye. A second later and she would have hit him. He used all of his strength to jump high into the air so that the mate of the old Threehorn stormed past him, missing her target. He easily landed on his feet as the Threehorn decelerated her pace. Right when she was about to turn around to start the next attack, the Sharptooth rammed his massive head into her flank causing the Threehorn to tumble to the ground. The Sharptooth let out a triumphant roar, stooped above the female Threehorn who was now frozen with fear and bit her. A monstrous wound gaped on her stomach. The Sharptooth bit her again, tearing more flesh out of her. The mate of the Threehorn yelped in pain.
The old Threehorn heard his mate's scream. He tried to reach his mate in panic, but the Fastbiters prevented him from reaching her. They even managed to drive the Threehorn back whilst one of the Fastbiters started hunting his three daughters, who were still watching their father fighting from a distance, startled. The Threehorn didn't hesitate. Determined, he chased after the Fastbiter. The others followed the Threehorn, trying to cut his back...
The Sharptooth bit a couple of pieces out of the Threehorn's mate until he was absolutely certain that she never would get in his way again. He roared another order, walking in the direction of the Longnecks but not straight...
Littlefoot's Mother killed another Fastbiter by stepping on him after she headbutted him to the ground. Mr. Clubtail, however, had been severely bitten for the first time as all of the beasts that were still able to fight suddenly rushed towards him. The big horde of them threw him to his side so that the Fastbiters could get at his underbelly. But then the eight remaining Fastbiters realized that one of their companions just got stumped on. They angrily let go of the visibly relieved Mr. Clubtail, charging at Littlefoot's Mother instead, although they weren't allowed to attack her. One of them though walked to Littlefoot's Grandparents who lay on the ground, injured. He was just about to bite Grandma's tail when Grandpa beat him with his own. The beast was flung into the horde of the Fastbiters storming towards Littlefoot's Mother, hitting two of them. Grandpa tried to get back up...
The beasts ran faster than the Threehorn. There were only six of them remaining; the rest of them were either injured or dead. Three of them jumped on the Threehorn from behind, slowing him down. The other three were after the children, who ran away, although one of the three girls started her getaway earlier.
Pterano had to spectate the happenings from above. There was nothing - absolutely nothing - he could do to help. The Threehorn's mate was dead, the children would be torn apart right before his eyes in the cruellest way. Yet an idea came to his mind.
Candy and Cara ran for their lives, but they were far too slow to escape the fast meat-eaters; their name was Fastbiter with a reason. They were caught, and their short lives were ended by a bite of the beasts.
Pterano knew that his plans were pure suicide. Nonetheless, he had to try. He also knew that the kids lagging behind couldn't be helped anymore - he was simply too far away from them - but since he couldn't save more than one kid, anyway, he started to dive...
The old Threehorn shook his opponents off just in time to see that his daughters had just been eaten. An indescribable rage poured through his body, his blood boiled. Then he screamed so incredibly loud that leaves fell to the ground. It was a scream for retaliation, revenge and satisfaction in which sorrow, grief, anger and despair could be heard. All these feelings mobilized unexpected strengths in the Threehorn, adrenaline poured through his veins. He charged at one of the murderers violently pinning him to a thick tree that stood nearby. The Fastbiter was dead on impact.
Right after that, he charged at the other murderer. He was prepared on the attack though, and he charged at the raging Threehorn, too, and jumped...
The scream of the Threehorn and the Fastbiter sent through the air distracted the attackers by Grandpa allowing Littlefoot's Mother to trip all of them with her tail with no problems. Grandpa made it on his feet though he felt pretty dizzy...
The Sharptooth saw the little Longneck Baby. <Probably the offspring of that Longneck> he thought. He walked towards the hiding place, bursting with inwardly delight. He imagined that Longneck's expression if she had to helplessly watch her son getting devoured...
The Fastbiter, who chased the still alive Threehorn girl, almost certainly had his prey. Pterano desperately tried to somehow reach the girl. As the Fastbiter just stooped opening his mouth, Pterano changed his plan in a flash. He amended his flight path, hitting the Fastbiter's eye directly. The beast howled in pain, lashing around whereby he nearly caught Pterano with his claws. Eventually, Pterano reached the still running girl, caught her and raised her high into the sky. At first she was panicky. She screamed and struggled to free herself. "Calm down, I will fly you to a save place!" Pterano said trying to calm her. He headed for a tree in which his nieces and nephews had flown to be safe...
The Threehorn didn't let himself get distracted by the counterattack. With a terrible impact the Threehorn threw his opponent high into the air - as high as a Longneck was tall when it straightened up to reach the highest, lushest treestars of a high and old tree like the one to which he had just pinned the other Fastbiter to. He flipped uncontrollably, rotating around his own axis. Then he crashed into the ground, landing on his spine with an awful sound. He would never harm anyone any more.
Satisfied, the old Threehorn acknowledged his achievement yet immediately the sadness due to the fact that he had lost his whole family replaced his pride. He suddenly felt weaker than he ever felt in his whole life. Yet the wrath quickly prevailed over the grief, new energy renewed his strength. In thoughts of his father who had always drummed into him to stay tough, never give up and chiefly fight, he ran towards the Fastbiter that had been attacked and blinded by Pterano...
Littlefoot's Mother saw three more Fastbiters joining their companions. Quickly, she got back to her parents who weren't able to defend themselves at that very moment; Grandma still lay on the ground, not attempting to get up at all.
The Sharptooth stomped towards the little Longneck baby, who seemed to have not noticed him yet...
Littlefoot had been spectating the whole fight, scared. Since his Grandma had fallen, he even cried a little bit because he was worried that something bad had happened to her. Suddenly, he felt the ground shaking. An earthshake? Then he heard a loud stomp. Were earthshakes able to stomp? Eventually, he saw the cause of the tremor that increased to a violent shake in the meanwhile. It was a horrendous, ugly Sharptooth with a wide-open mouth and eyes as green as poison who stomped right towards him, uttering a loud roar. Littlefoot cried out for his mother but the Sharptooth ran fast...
Littlefoot's Mother and Mr. Clubtail bravely defended the two injured elderly Longnecks. Grandpa tried to help Grandma get on her feet again. After some attempts it worked, although Grandma was barely capable of standing on her feet on her own. She had lost too much blood and some of the wounds were still bleeding, though far less than when she had first gotten them.
Littlefoot's Mother just almost let a Fastbiter through because she heard a scream in the distance sounding like 'mother'. Then, she suddenly heard a familiar roar. She knew it, it was the same roar that she’d heard years ago. She flung the beast through the air so that it crashed into one of his companions, and both remained laying on the ground. She heard this scream again, this time she was sure. It was her only son who uttered the scream and her biggest enemy was trying to end her son's life.
Without paying attention to the completely exhausted, feeble and discouraged Fastbiters she ran to her son...
The Sharptooth came closer and closer. He roared an important order to his fellows who lay on the ground, yet the Fastbiters remained lying there. Some were dead, almost all of them were injured, many of them weren't able to take on the leaf-eaters any more. They would rather have had to watch, and not get attacked in the first place...
He furiously directed them again. Three stood up but they didn't attack because Grandpa and Grandma were, at least theoretically, able to fight them off, meanwhile.
The Sharptooth saw his archenemy charging at him. If he caught the little one, she would beat him with her full power, and he couldn't and didn't want to let that happen. Frustrated, he changed his aim...
Pterano called the parents of his nieces and nephews sharing his plans with them. “We need to get all of the children to safety! It's not safe here anymore and we can't protect them well enough!" he reasoned.
His sister considered. "You're right about that, Pterano! But where are they safe from those beasts?"
"Perhaps to the cave we slept in last night?" her mate suggested.
"Right!" Pterano exclaimed as if he just invented the wheel. "It can only be reached from the air and there's some water and food!"
"Pterano, you carry the little Threehorn, follow me first though!" the male Flyer ordered.
"Agreed!"
“And you, dear, will carry the Longneck!" the male Flyer said now turning to his mate.
"Yes!"
The Flyers flew to the fighting dinosaurs, Pterano with the little Threehorn on his back, which was much easier than carrying it with his claws.
The Mommy Swimmer was pretty worried. She hadn't heard anything of the further actions of the battle, though she honestly didn't want to know anything at all. The only thing that counted was that her family was safe. Although she likely wouldn't find more of her mate than his bones, at least the offspring were safe. She looked at her little ones who were unusually quiet. Suddenly, she noticed that one of her children, Ducky, was missing...
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Breath, guys! You made it! Though there's one part left still
What'll happen? ACTION my friends, action
