Chapter 3, Betrayal
"NO!!!" Littlefoot heard Cera scream. Did the sharptooth attack again? He had a very bad feeling it dead as he ran to help his friend, but being a longneck, he could only go so fast.
He hoped Redclaw hadn't found a way in, but as he heard the sound of crashing and roaring, he knew it must have been. But when he got there, it was not Redclaw fighting Cera, but a new sharptooth.
This one was atleast a foot larger then Redclaw, and had dark blue scales and red eyes, his left eye containing a large scar that looked like it was caused by a threehorn. But it was not fresh, so it had to have been an injury sustained weeks ago.
The enormous sharptooth was absolutley pummeling Cera, she was covered in claw marks and bites and the tip of one of her horns was broken. Littlefoot wasted no time, and he joined the fray, and not a moment to soon, as Cera had been slammed into the ground and wouldn't get up.
Littlefoot dove in front of the sharptooth, and swung his massive tail, stunning the sharptooth. The sharptooth roared in anger, but didn't retaliate. "Move!" He said in a vicious voice.
Littlefoot was shocked, and suddenly, he realized who this was. "Chomper??" He asked, not willing to believe it. The sharptooth nodded.
Littlefoot exploded. "HOW COULD YOU??! WE TRUSTED YOU AND YOU ATTACK CERA! SHE DID NOTHING! YOU BE-" Chomper cut him off. "Actually, longneck" Chomper snarled, "I am not after Cera, she is in my way. Her father is the one I am after." Chomper growled.
Littlefoot turned around, and he saw the barely breathing body of Mr. Threehorn, covered in injuries. "Why are you doing this?! What did he do to you?" Littlefoot growled.
Chomper's eyes flared and he bared his 13 inch teeth. "That bastard murdered my family." He roared. Littlefoot took it in. Was this the reason? "I see you don't believe me, so I'll say what happened: I had found myself a beautiful mate and we fell in love instantly, and just a month ago, she layed 4 eggs. I had gone off to catch some food, and when I returned, she was dead. I smelled Cera's father here, and there were threehorn tracks. So I did what any one would do." Chomper growled. His eyes were still angry, but they had a hint of sadness in them. "You call us monsters? You think we chose this, we are merely doing what we are meant to, but your kind kill us in cold blood, and think we have no feelings, I thought I could teach sharpteeth to be nice, but I guess I need to teach flatteeth to be nice! Goodbye flathead." Chomper snarled.