Dododex
ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
The Island- chapter III
Marcel sat up fast, panicked and hyperventilating. He swore he could still feel the dinosaurs jaws around his throat. He reached his hand up to his neck and felt…nothing. He was alive. He looked down at his wrist and saw he still had that strange diamond shaped crystal embedded in his left wrist. It seemed to be glowing strongly. He looked back up and saw about 200 feet away was the dinosaur that had attacked him. Eating his corpse. Marcel’s corpse. He gagged, But then it dawned on him. He didn’t survive the attack. He died. But somehow, some way, he was alive again. He couldn’t even comprehend what this meant. Marcel…couldn’t die.
Just then he noticed his stone pick, lying in the sand some distance away. He must have thrown it in the struggle with the the dinosaur, a dilophosaur he assumed. He wondered if he could somehow retrieve it without the beast noticing. The dinosaur had a nasty gash in its side, and appeared to be badly injured. Slowly, he began army crawling over to his weapon, trying desperately not to make any noise. It took him a few minutes, but somehow the creature didn’t notice him. It was too busy tugging on his insides. Disgusting, thought Marcel. He reached his pick, braced himself for what he was about to do. Here goes nothing, he thought. He picked up his tool, stood up and charged the dilo, screaming like a madman. By the time the dilo looked up and realized what was happening, Marcel was already on top of it. Screaming and swinging his pickaxe. The dinosaur rolled over and started kicking furiously, and it managed to scratch Marcel in the chest with its claws, but it was too late. Marcel swing at the beasts head, and pushed the pick deeper into its skull. The creature twitched, and went limp. Marcel had won.
Marcel, bruised, battered, and covered in blood, dragged the body over to his shelter of sorts. He dropped it by the teepee, and began making a fire, with wood, stones, and a few snall pieces of flint he had chipped off a large boulder near his tent. As the fire began to burn, he sat down and cleaned his kill with his pick and a hatchet he had made earlier, from a piece of flint and wood. He used the hatchet blade to skin the animal, and the to cut it open and remove the innards. Once that was done, Marcel cut up the meat that was left and stuck it over the fire with sticks. As the meat was cooking, Marcel thought, he would make some clothes with the hide from the dinosaur. Marcel spent the meat few hours by the light and warmth of the fire making himself a pair of pants and shoes with the hide from the animal, weaving them together with the fiber from the nearly bushes. As he worked, he ate some of the meat he cooked. It tasted delicious, almost like duck. It was the dead of night by the time Marcel finished his pants and shoes. He put them on and was pleased, tomorrow he would make a shirt to match them. And so, Marcel’s first day in this place came to a close…
Check Allosaurus for chapter II and chapter IV will be released in ammonite, and I will take any feedback if you have any. Thanks for reading!