Dune was engulfed in flames as the abandoned building exploded. Thousands upon thousands of creatures rushed in. Everyone was dead. He was dead.
Well, he was alive. Verbar was alive. And two other soldiers began to wake up. The rest were obliterated by the blast.
“What did that?” One of the soldiers asked.
As if on cue, a massive dragon landed outside the building in which they were hidden. The dragon seemed to be leading the massive army, which stood next to him in straight lines. Impossible. Creatures couldn’t be this intelligent. The only thing that could make them like that would be...a human.
There was a human outside. Pacing around, waiting for Dune and the others to exit willingly.
That wasn’t going to happen. Dune pulled the pin on his grenade and threw it outside. It exploded in a massive blast, but the human was unharmed. Except it wasn’t a human.
It was a robot.
“I am a herald of Sir Galen Rockwell. The new master of this world.”
“Whoever you are, you can eat my s***!” Dune yelled. He took out his sniper rifle and shot a bullet at the android’s head. The robot simply ducked and dodged it, Matrix style.
“Nice try, Dune.” The robot said, trying out his name. “I don’t really want to hurt you. I just want you to know. A new era is coming. And you’d better adapt to the rampage.”
Bullets blasted from the turrets as the spiders fell back, tripping over corpses. The humans cheered, many bleeding from scars. A good many would die from the spider’s poison by the end of the week.
“That was close.” Verbar said.
“What do you mean, close?!” Dune roared. “We lost half our forces! Creatures are just getting more dangerous!”
The humans ran like the wind away from an advancing swarm of arthros, into a broken, abandoned Thai restaurant.
“Did you think they saw us?” Dune whispered.
“More like...did you think they saurus!” The soldier cracked up at his own joke. The others shushed him, but it was too late. A raptor already had his head in its jaws.
“Don’t. Move.” Dune whispered. The raptor stalked around the rest of the room until Verbar put a shot in its head. Others pointed out Thylas and more spiders outside.
Dune whipped his head around. There was a scratching at the back of the room. A small head peeked out. A small dodo waddled out. Dune wasn’t even breathing. Dodos could be very dangerous. But this small one cowered in fear. Dune sat completely still, and the dodo came up to him. It squeaked.
Every creature outside turned its head to their hiding place.
This story takes places on our modern-day Earth. Humans must adapt when ark dinosaurs invade the planet. Will they survive the Rampage?
Dune was the first one to see it. A raptor. A real raptor. Prowling the streets of New York City, as if it had lived there forever.
“There are reports from London, Hong Kong and LA. Real, live dinosaurs are popping up all over the place.” The news reporter said. The broken tv had been ravaged by the raptor, somehow turning it on.
That was only the beginning. After two months, Rexes roamed the streets. Corpses littered the highways. The dinosaurs were retaking the planet.
Humans were dying in droves. A flock of dodos stormed the bottom floors of the Empire State Building, where the rebellion was centered. Dune could hear the screams of people being gutted by the monstrous birds, and allos as they rushed in. Humanity never expected killer dodos, but they took power in flocks.
“We need to rise up.” Said Verbar. He was the leader of the East American rebellion faction.
“But how?” Dune asked.
“We adapt. We change.” Verbar growled. “Life finds a way.”
Whoever said “if you’re going to write a story with episodes or something...”, if you said that to me, this is a stand-alone story. If you want to find my other stories, check attack drone for locations
Dodo Tales (S2 Ep3) convince me to stop please, I cant help but write S2.
Out of nowhere, an arrow flew right by Rick's head, barely missing him. "TAKE COVER!" he screamed as more arrows flew in. The whole town was panicking, trying to get to safety.
"We need to get out!" Suggested Ares.
Then, a man in a cloak walked up to them. "Follow me" he told them. Jerry peeked out to see dozens of men on horses with bows riding towards them. "Yup, we're screwed" he told the others. They had no choice but to flee and follow the cloaked man. They ducked around crates and barrels and then heard a crash as they realized the town's walls were weak. "RUN!" They heard people shouting.
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As they left the town, they heard screams and shouts and Jerry knew they would kill everyone. "This is all my fault" Jerry said.