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The year was 2095. Summer had started. It was hot, which was to be expected in southern Georgia. The forest was alive with the sounds of birds... and dinosaurs.

I sat on a stump by a fire, roasting a rabbit on a spit. My bag sat by the stump, just within my reach. My Glock was strapped to my hips. My dad had served in the U. S. Marines, so I learned how to survive in the wilderness with hardly any rations or water.

I was grateful that I had paid attention to every detail. Otherwise, I'd be dead. My father was killed by a pack of Dilophosaurus. My uncle was the world's leading paleontologist before he died from a heart attack, so naturally, I inherited his knowledge.

I lifted the rabbit from the flames and tasted it. It was ready.

As I ate, I began to wonder once again how it was possible that dinosaurs had survived extinction and why they would suddenly show up itching for a fight. It started in 2080, in the Congo of Africa. A team of zoologists were exploring the jungle and came across the remains of a rhino that had been savagely killed. The noticed huge bite marks on the creature’s side, exposing it’s ribs and severed organs. The scientists weren’t able to identify what kind if creature that could make these kinds of bite marks. As a result, they confirmed that this was the work of poachers.

Then, that same year, another strange occurrence was found. A rich British family on vacation in India were touring the rainforest when they found that a lot of the trees in one particular area had been uprooted. They also found huge footprints in the ground. The tour guide reported this and it was determined to have been the work of a herd of elephants, despite the massive size of the footprints.

But the sightings didn’t stop there. Soon, there were strange encounters and unexplained occurrences all over the world. It became clear that these sightings were a sign of things to come.

Then, in 2089, a huge discovery was found. In Los Vegas, live footage of a creature scavenging out of a garbage can was taken. The animal was around six feet long, walked around on two, bird-like legs, long dexterous forearms, a long, stiff tail, a narrow snout, and bright feathers on most of its body. You didn’t have to be a rocket scientist to know that that creature was, in fact, a living, breathing dinosaur. It started to add up. These sightings over the last nine years were the works of dinosaurs all over the world. Scientists were thrilled by this discovery and wished to do further study.

But in 2090, something went wrong. They attacked.

Tokyo was the first to fall. In less than a week, the city was leveled by many different species of dinosaurs. Australia came next. Then Russia, Brazil, Canada. In no time, the dinosaurs began to claim the world that was once theirs. In the five years of their attack, over ninety-five percent of all the human race worldwide were brought to extinction.

They ruled this world once, now they want it back. So why did I decide to keep trying to survive?

Revenge.

It had been two years since Akuma, the T. rex, killed Claire. I tried to follow him after that fire, but it was as if he was never there.

I spent the following years going wherever my path took me. I didn't stay in one place for very long, stopping only to eat, rest, and sleep.

It was a hard way of living, but I knew it like the back of my hand.

I scarfed down my meal, not taking the time to enjoy the taste. One thing about surviving is that you have to eat fast. I finished my meal and threw the stick away. I stood up and kicked dirt over the fire, putting it out. I strapped my bag over my shoulders and moved away.

Food was important, now my body needed something equally important: water. Luck was on my side; a river flowed just a mile from where I currently was. All I had to do was head west.

I found the river nearly half an hour later. The calm waters of the river lapsed against the shore, making soft gurgling sounds. I could tell that this part of the river was relatively shallow. The other side was also forested by tall trees.

I looked around, checking the area for predators. Everything looked placid.

I took off my bag and laid it on the ground. I unzipped the largest pouch, reached inside, and took out my empty canteen. Then I stepped to the edge of the river, unscrewed the lid of the bottle, and put it underwater. Bubbles erupted from the opening until it was completely filled up.

 I lifted my canteen and screwed the cap back on. My dad taught me how to heat it up to kill the bacteria in the water, making it drinkable. I would use it only when I needed it, and sparingly. I put the canteen back in my bag, sealed it, and slung it over my shoulders.

Crack.

A twig snapped.

My senses went to high alert. It was apparent that I wasn't alone. I turned around, searching through the trees. But there was nothing there. However, I knew I wasn’t alone. I had a feeling. I could feel sweat start to build up on my forehead.

I quickly turned back, facing the river, and I caught a flash of bronze yellow and shifted my gaze toward it.

I could see something hiding in the undergrowth. It must have noticed that it was discovered, because it surged out of its hiding place. It was a large carnivorous dinosaur less than thrity feet long. It was covered in bronze scales and a cool gray streak started from it's savage lime green  eyes to its hips. Bright green feathers covered much of the back of the neck and the spine. The three clawed fingers flexed hungrily.

I quickly tried to remember what kind of dinosaur it was. I remembered reading an entry on this species.

Allosaurus

(ALL-OH-SORE-US)

Meaning “Different lizard”

Carnivore

Late Jurassic Period

The most commonly known Jurassic carnivore, the Allosaurus uses its jaws like an ax, throwing it’s jaws down when they strike. Their jaws can open to nearly one hundred eighty degrees. The often hunt dangerous prey and sometimes in packs.

 

The Allosaurus rushed through the river towards me, roaring, his feet making splashes with the force of his tonnage hitting the ground, causing it to quake. Cursing under my breath, I pulled my Glock out of it’s holster and aimed. I pulled the trigger once, twice, thrice, but my bullets missed my mark, hitting the dinosaur in the arm and shoulder.

The beast growled with anger, clearly pissed off at the fact that his prey could fight back. But that didn’t stop him chasing make.

I had no choice but to run away. I turned towards the forest and started to sprint, the dinosaur chasing after me. Branches and leaves grazed my face the moment I set foot into the woods. I didn't look back. I didn't have to. I knew that the Allosaurus was close behind me. I could hear the loud footfalls behind me.

"Arrrroogh!" it bellowed.

I could tell the massive theropod was closing the gap, but that motivated me to move faster. It's breath was foul, smelling like rotten flesh. It made my nose hairs curl. Sweat rolled down my face. The hot summers of Georgia were almost unforgiving.

I glanced back. The dinosaur was only seven meters behind me. It shook its head, showing off its gray hornlets and snout ridges, and roared, drool rolling down it’s lower jaw.

I looked forward again, still running. I felt a thorn scratch my cheek. The sweat stung the cut, but I had no time to stop and bandage it; I had to get away from the dinosaur.

I have to survive, I thought. I have to escape.

So I pumped my legs as fast as they possibly could. My breath ran almost as fast as my legs. Sweat rolled down my face. The dinosaur roared loudly, clearly unhappy that his meal was still alive and running, which made me grin. I just might get away. If I kept going, the monster would lose interest and give up, allowing me to escape.

Suddenly, my foot got caught by a root before it could lift off the ground, tripping me. I fell flat onto my stomach, knocking the air out of me. I gasped for breath and tried to stand, but my strength failed me. Pain shot through me.

I heard a low growl and slowly looked back, using my arms to hold me up. The Allosaurus stood over me, it's mouth dripping with drool. It narrowed its eyes and licked it’s teeth.

"Arroowah!"

It lunged at me, it's mouth open wide. I braced myself, squeezing my eyes shut.

Thwuk!

"..."

I opened my eyes, a good sign. I looked back at the Allosaurus, who bellowed in obvious anger.

What the hell? I thought.

Then I saw it: a silver, disk-shaped object with three blades. One of which was embedded in the theropod’s neck.

A shuriken.

I then noticed the center of the shuriken; it was flashing red. You didn't need to be a genius to realize that it was really an explosive device. The Allosaurus attempted to scratch the bomb off, but it was no use. It was lodged into the dinosaur's neck.

Aware of the danger, I quickly tried to rise, but I struggled. I was still having difficulty breathing. I couldn't find the energy to stand. The chase and the fall have taken my strength.

BOOM!!

The throwing star exploded. The shock wave sent me airborne. My head crashed into a tree, causing a pain that was worse than before to erupt all over. I slid onto the ground, gritting my teeth. I tasted blood on my tongue. The Allosaurus, however, was less fortunate. What remained of its head was a skull with burning strips of flesh still desperately clinging onto the bone. The front half of the dinosaur's body was charred black, but the rest of the beast was still intact.

That was the last thing I saw before my whole world was swallowed by darkness.

 

 

 



Submitted: January 27, 2018

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Megan Fox

Two chapters, two gruesome deaths. I like it. Good question, how did they survive so long without us knowing? I await the answer to that. Probably don't need to be quite as descriptive in the canteen scene.
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Mon, February 5th, 2018 4:04am

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That is another thing that shall be revealed.

Mon, February 5th, 2018 6:06am

Sylvermyst

Great chapter. I'm glad he's alright and managing to survive. That blow to the head and falling hitting his stomach isn't going to feel so good when he wakes up but it's better than being dead.

Sat, June 23rd, 2018 2:37am

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It certainly is.

Thu, September 6th, 2018 6:03am

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