Well, meet a new OC of mine
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Chapter 17: The Stranger/Trapped in the CaveA lot of blood oozed out of the wound. The sharp rock had torn deep into Cera's back. Littlefoot pulled it out of the wound causing Cera to utter a yelp. Her legs became weak and she sunk to the ground.
"Cera! You no must give up!" Petrie squawked.
"You can make it, yep, yep, yep!" Ducky confirmed.Cera tried to get to her feet again, tortured by the pain. Then, the earthshake suddenly hit them witheven more force...
The Flyers made it to the others. Everyone pulled themselves through the earthshake; even Grandma managed to keep her foothold. Gathering at the beach, the herd listened to what the Flyers had to announce.
"Four children are missing!" Petrie's Mother shouted from a distance.
"Where's Cera?!"the old Threehorn threatened.
"Each of them is a different kind!" Pterano spoke up. "They ran into the cave while the other children were waiting for us on the ledge of this cave where they were safe!"
"So why didn't ya follow them?!" the Threehorn thundered.
"First, because all of them together would have been too heavy! Second, because the path they chose to flee has collapsed for the most part!" Pterano replied cooly. "The path will probably be impassable after that heavy earthshake!"
"Oh no..." Ducky's Mother whined.
"On top of that, a huge rift has opened and is throwing up lots of fire. It's too dangerous to head to the cave for now," Petrie's Mother added.
"I consider it best if we wait until the situation passes and calms down," Grandpa proposed.
Just then, a Bignose stepped into the circle that the grown-ups had formed.
"You'll have to wait a fair while until the fire from out of the earth stops."
Immediately, agitation and anxiety erupted among the dinosaurs.
"Oh yeah!?!" the Threehorn ranted. "Who are ya and what gives you the right to disturb us with your talltales!?!"
"Stay calm, Threehorn. My intention is NOT to disturb you or to 'lie' to you as you insinuate. It's quite the contrary actually. I want to warn you."
"As if we haven't already endured enough catastrophies and threats," someone hissed behind their backs.
"Warn us from what? 'Nother pack of starving Fastbiters?" Cera's Father questioned, bored. Grandpaand Grandma exchanged meaningful glimpses.
"Once the land that I called home since I hatched was a lush and green place," he spoke."Yet everything began to change... Earthshakes piled up as well as many other things, strange andimpossible to explain... watering holes dried up, the ground became cracked. Whole region seemedto raise and sink plus the ground was quite warm."
"It has been the same with our homeland," Grandpa exclaimed.
"I assumed that. Anyway, one day a terrible earthshake happened. I was some distance away fromit at that time, luckily, so I only came up with a fright. I was told that countless dinosaurs had died because of it so I moved to where the catastrophy was said to be worst. I was shocked by the sight."
"He's an advanced story-teller," Grandma whispered into Grandpa’s ear. Grandpa had been a story-teller himself in his younger years; telling stories to other dinosaurs whilst roaming the open world.
"Where there was once land, was now water. A wide, water-filled rift had appeared out of nowhere, it looked like a scar in the landscape."
"Pah! He lived close to the Big Water for sure!" the Threehorn rumbled.
"By no means, my friend. The Big Water was a good few days' walk away."
"Humpff! He's lying, anyway!" he snorted.
"Ahem... Iëll continue... Shortly after the earthshake, fire mountains and fire pits appeared everywhere, completely destroying the land. I searched desperately for a way out of this cursed regionyet Ihad to notice that the rift had cut a big part of the region."
"What did you do?" Mr. Clubtail asked, interested.
"I swam. Nearly got eaten by a Swimming Sharptooth though!"
"Was did you do next?" Ducky's Mother questioned, excited.
"Well, I travelled through the land hoping to meet someone able to explain what had happened. Many Cold Times had passed until I finally encountered two Rainbowfaces knowing the answers to my qustions. Though they weren't willing to tell them at first. Eventually..."
"Get to the point!" the Threehorn bellowed. "We have better things to do than to listen to your pathetic story!"
"Oh really?" the Bignose asked challanging. "Examples?"
"We... uuhm..." the Threehorn stuttered, clearly cornered. "We... well.. uhm... we need to find our kids!"
"Alright... so the Rainbowfaces had told me that these events were only the beginning of a hugecatastrophy that will change our world for good. The land will be cut up, the parts escaping from each other.New Big Water will grow!"
"And what happens when they arrive at the end of the world, clever dig?!?" the Threehorn retorted inanger.
"Our world has no edge, it has no end. We live on a globe. Didn't you all know that?"
"YOU WANNA TAKE THE PISS OUT OF ME?!? Cera's Father thundered. "Stop disturbing us with yourcrazy stories and GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!"
"I'm telling the truth!" the Bignose protested.
"I have to admit that this is hard to swallow," Grandpa said sounding really apologetic.
"Our world is a huge land surrounded by lots of water! Period!" the Threehorn roared.
"That's a misconception! Our world is a globe! I can show you!"
"Our world... a globe... pah!!!" the Threehorn mumbled to himself though everyone heard what he's just said. "Right! Prove it, smart aleck!"
"Don't be so stubborn Threehorn!" Grandpa reminded him.
"He's just trying to offer help but you're being so unfriendly!" Grandma criticised.
"Longnecks..." he grumbled stomping away from them.
"Well, just ignore him. We've been through a lot and our kids might be in danger. He's always like that if something's wrong with his family but once you break his hard shell he'll show his soft side,"Grandpa explained.
"We'll see," the Bignose sighed.
"Anyway, you wanted to prove that you're right!" Grandma reminded him.
"Of course. Follow me to the Big Water."
The dinosaurs walked to the beach, so did the Threehorn.
"If you were right Threehorn, then you could see things that are very very far away - if the air isn't foggy, that is. However, you can't see very far even though the air is very clear today with no doubt. One can see that the water surface is bent," the stranger explained blow-by-blow.
"Yes, I see it very clearly," Grandpa exclaimed. Though surprised, he had some large doubts about the stranger which he, other than the mulish Threehorn, didn't say loud.
The others seemed to be skeptical at first but then they too realised the bending of the water surface. As the very last dinosaur, after he had examined everything a few times, even Cera's Father agreed: "Well, I believe I owe you a big apology," he said shamefully.
"It's alright, you're not the first dinosaur to considered me a swindler."
"May I ask what your name is stranger?" Grandma asked. "I suppose youëll stay with us now?"
"The name's Oscar! There's safety in numbers therefore I will join your herd for the time being. I suppose your herd has been together for quite some time now?"
"Some of us have lived together for many years now," Petrie's Mother explained.
"Yeah, and others, like you, are gathered here to escape the fire. We'll all be a herd from this moment on. We will help each other where ever possible and we will discuss important things together," Grandpa spoke strongly.
The four young dinosaurs could swear that the whole cave jumped up and down... They were thrown back and forth so violently that Cera blacked out.
Then, suddenly, the ceiling behind them crashed down completely. Littlefoot had almost been hit on the head by a big boulder he could barely dodge.
"We have to get out of here!" Littlefoot cried to his friends after he had gotten to his feet again.
"Yeah, but how we get outta here?" Petrie asked.
"Why we climb up the many rocks, silly!" Ducky explained. She seemed to have completely recovered from her earlier nightmare.
"Me wonder Cera gonna make it?" Petrie squawked worryingly. Cera lay on the ground, her eyes closed and her wound bleeding.
"Cera! Cera! Please get up! We need to get out of here before the cave collapses completely!" Littlefootshouted but Cera didn't react.
"Cera, we must go now, yes we must!" Ducky said shaking Cera's head.
"What we do now?" Petrie questioned.
"Well, we can't leave her behind!" Littlefoot exclaimed. Ducky and Petrie nodded eagerly.
"We do not leave anyone behind, nope, nope, nope!" Ducky chirped.
"Petrie no leave anyone behind neither!" the Flyer croaked.
"But we can't carry her!" Littlefoot sighed.
"Petrie have idea!" Petrie exclaimed. He climbed on Cera's horn and lifted her right eyelid.
"Cera, now no snoozing time!" he squawked with all his might.Cera jerked up sinking to the ground again instantly due to her pain.
"That was a good idea, Petrie!" Ducky lauded.
"You really think so?" Cera asked ironically. She had a terrible pain though she tried to downplay it. Her pride didn't allow her to show weakness.
"Cera, we need to get out of here! The caveës collapsing!" Littlefoot shouted.
"Yes, we must get out, we must, we must!" Ducky gabbled.
"If we donët, we be squished!" Petrie squeaked acting as if he gets squished.
"Hehehehe! You are funny Petrie!" Ducky chuckled.
"Yeah, veeery amusing!" Cera grunted sarcastically.
"Do you think that you can make it up there?" Littlefoot asked pointing at the upward 'stairway' built
when the cave had partly collapsed.
"Sure! That's a stupid question!"Cera snorted showing off. She tried to get up which was trickier thanshe thought. Eventually, she succeeded, her wound still bleeding a little.
"You sure you can make it?" Petrie asked fretfully since Cera was pretty shaky on her legs.
"S-sure!" she grunted laboriously. Cera suddenly felt very dizzy. Everything was moving in circles and her vision became blurry. Her legs began to shake.
"I do not think that she can make it, ohh no, no, no," Ducky muttered quietly.
"She looks like she’s gonna pass out again," Littlefoot guessed.Ducky shrugged her shoulders.
Finally, Cera collapsed again. This time nobody dared attempting to wake her...
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Gonna upload twice a week, need to catch up with myself (about to write chp 40 and only uploaded till 17
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Anyway, what do you think? Specially about Oscar
Right, the next one will be roughly as long as 17 and there will be a good amount of dialogue (generally, the story is going to become more dialogue-based now), Threehorn's starting a fight again and the gang is trying to find a solution to their unfortunate situation...
