These things are absolutely insane, i tamed a lvl 39 and its now a 115.
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ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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I trapped this badboy using only a 4x4 stone foundation with double door walls and a ramp. Kept him there for 4 days. Passive tamed with raw fish. Got knocked off in the ocean and died. FOUND it 2 days later still alive in the deep killing wild megalodons and who knows what else.l in it’s own. Awesome tame in water
Chapter one of my own story: Killer.
There once was a mighty prince and then that prince kissed a frog, but things went horribly wrong And he turned into an alligator and then he tried to turn back to normal by kissing him again but it made him more alligator and then he traveled around until he found the island the island was peaceful and then a person came by by trying to kill him that shows affection and by trying to kill I mean like you die straight away the end.
Me and my friends were on a no cheat world and we found a 150 so we wanted to tame it and we knocked it out not knowing it was passive team, it took like an hour to knock it out and then he realized it was a passive team, and it just sat at the bottom of the lake forever, cause it took a long time to wake up and once I did, I took my 232 level, Rex and killed it. I didn’t wanna tame another one until now. I tamed one and it’s the best thing ever the end.
I Was trying to tame One. I was pretty umprepared and i decided to use fish meat on lvl 39 so It was taking long. I Lost all of my ghillie armor trying and i had no food so i had to take berries from bushes to eat. i died many times too. At a certain point It was almost 80% but then the assh0le crocodile decided to fight a bronto and died. I was so pissed that i killed the Bronto
Ultimus Chapter Twenty-Six: Treatment and Mapping
Paul wasn’t sure what was going on with Andrew. He needed to stabilize him first before diagnosing. Having a seizure could mean anything. Although he had a suspicion it was due to his head trauma. But he needed to be sure. And to do that, Andrew needed to be conscious to diagnose fully. The first thing Paul did was observe the symptoms; Andrew was seizing as being the most apparent. But his skin had turned gained blue tint to it, as though he was in cold water, and foam had started coming out of his mouth.
Paul took note of the symptoms in his head he immediately started by turning Andrew over onto his side, he put his leg under his head to cushion it. He didn’t try to top his seizing. He just made sure he wasn’t too much in the way. He counted the second passing, keeping track of how long he was out for. Freya seemed to want to help, she started trying to hold him still but Paul stopped her.
“No, that’s dangerous to do. Why don’t ya pick up the rocks and sharp objects around his body? So that he doesn’t cut himself.” Paul said, she obliged and started working. Paul sighed as he counted the time. He’d been seizing for about two minutes now, most likely a generalized, most likely tonic-clonic seizure from all symptoms being shown, but he wasn’t sure. If it was, he was most certain it was caused by the Equine kicking him in the head. He would have to do a diagnosis to be a hundred percent sure. He needed Erica to return quickly with his bag. Paul looked to see if she was leaving his tent. No sign yet, Jonathan had come out of his tent to see what was happening, he shook his head at Paul before heading back into his tent. Paul sighed with a heavy heart. It seemed like no matter if this kid failed or tried his hardest to be strong showing or holding on his own. He wouldn’t be accepted by these two.
Paul understood their point of view, no doubt. He was making many mistakes, some even which could be harmful to others. But he wasn’t used to their lifestyles, but he was still willing to give it his all to show he could. And they were in no position to refuse an extra hand willing to help them in their survival. He may be rough around the edges and inexperienced, but he had the potential and had the heart of a man who wouldn’t give up. Lastly, did they forget that each one of them had made mistakes, errors that could have killed one of them? Let alone that any one of their mistakes could be blamed for the death of any of their allies before. However, Paul did see some improvement with Erica's demeanor, even if she didn’t admit it.
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Erica ran through Paul’s tent, he kept his quarters like a doctor’s office, clean and sanitary. But, he also kept his tent super organized. Which was an issue since she didn’t know where he kept everything in his tent. She opened and scattered things across the room. She couldn’t let Paul down. She finally found it after searching for several minutes of making Paul’s medical room a disaster area. She quickly ran out to see Andrew, who was now conscious and lying at an angle on Paul’s leg. Paul eased him while Jonathan and Freya watched.
“Ah, wonderful. Right on time Erica. Can ya hand me my notepad and pencil?” Paul asked, Erica was confused at this.
“I thought you needed the medical bag to get Andrew up?”
“Oh no las, ya can’t forcefully stop a seizure. They’re usually short enough ta need little medical attention. But I need my bag to diagnose Andrew and make sure he won’t die.” Paul said as he reached over to Erica, she reluctantly handed him the bag. He thanked her for it as he pulled out his notebook and pencil. “Three minutes and forty-one seconds—” He muttered as he wrote down something in his notes.
“Wait, what happened?” Andrew said, slightly slurring as he rubbed his head while trying to get up, Paul held him down for a moment.
“Ah ah, ya need to stay down. Ya just had a seizure, and we don’t know properly yet as to why. Though I have a suspicion.” Paul said,
“Wait, wait. I- what?” Andrew said as he started to began to wrestle again. He groaned as he reached for his head. Paul persisted in holding Andrew down.
“Yer alright Andrew, ya just need to relax. Now is it alright if I can ask you some questions? To see what yer dealing with.” Paul said, and Andrew hesitated.
“Alright…”
“Alrighty. Let’s start with do you remember what happened before you blacked out?”
“I believe so… I, I was riding in on, uh, Kni… Knight Sky. My horse. I wasn’t feeling g-good. I needed you to check me out. I lied to you earlier that I felt fine, thought I could walk it off; but that only made things worse.” Andrew explained,
“It’s fine lad, but what symptoms have ya been dealing with? In what way were ya not feelin’ good?” Paul asked.
“Uh… fuzzy memory, headaches, blurry vision, balancing issues, uh. I don’t remember what else.”
“Alright, don’t strain yerself. Do ya mind if I check yer blood pressure?” he asked as he finished writing down his notes. Andrew obliged. Paul set down his notes and grabbed his crude blood pressure cuff he had made a couple of days prior. He strapped it to Andrew’s arm and started the process of pumping it up. Once he got it to the right and safe pressure. He checked Andrew’s pressure.
“Yer blood pressure seems fine. Nothin’ concerning from that. So I doubt you have swellin’ in yer brain.”
“So what does that mean?” Andrew asked,
“I don’t know for sure, I’m gonna have ta run a couple of small tests for a proper diagnosis, but I can assume ya are dealing with a concussion. If that be the case, I’ll give ya two things to aid in yer recovery. I’ll help ya walk to my tent for proper diagnosis.” Paul said, and Andrew shook his head misunderstanding what he meant.
“That wasn’t a question. I’m telling ya what we’re doing.” Paul said as he grabbed Andrew and helped him to the tent.
Erica stood there watching them go off to the tent. She wouldn’t understand his innate nature to help this man. But she could sympathize she guessed, I mean why did she take the approval of Paul so seriously? But this was more apparent, Freya hit that reason on the head.
He was a father figure for her, and between her dad and—… she just didn’t have good figures or ones she could trust in with her life. For Paul though, it was different; he had been there for her this past year more than her real dad. And she could trust in him with her full heart when she was in need, unlike her other father figure. So she felt she had to show that she cared for his wants too, even if it wasn’t something she fully agreed with.
Though… she couldn’t help but want to give Andrew the benefit of the doubt.
“Do you know what we are doing now?” Jonathan said, startling Erica as she nearly took a swing at Jonathan. He flinched seeing her flinch for a strike. She sighed
“I don’t know Jonathan, maybe we should wait like regular people do.”
“Or, we could plan out our next move while down here. Maybe map out what this place has to offer.” Jonathan said, Erica looked at him.
“That’s not a half-bad thing to do. I think I saw some maps of the city in the back of the building. I saw a holographic map of the city a block away. I’ll take Ajax out and sketch a rough version for us to use. I gotta try him out anyway.” She said, and Jonathan nodded. She looked over at Freya. She was cleaning up everything from the fight and Andrew’s collapse. She looked back at them, she was able to hear their conversation from where she was. They weren’t being quiet about their plan, nor did they have to.
“Why do you two have to go around Paul’s back on things? Wouldn’t it be better if we all plan this together rather than behind Paul’s back and without Sylas being here?” Freya said, and Jonathan rolled his eyes with a smile on his face.
“Sylas is not needed in any adult conversations. Leave him to play with his toys while the adults talk.” He said, Erica nodded.
“Sylas will probably appreciate us doing this without him, and Paul will join us once he’s done with Andrew. So I think it's alright Freya. Just trust us.” Erica said, Freya looked at her with a concerned look. Then it disappeared, and she gave a faint smile.
“Alright, just as long as Paul will get to know when he comes out.” She said, Erica nodded and she walked away to find Ajax, and get to that map to get a full understanding of and a layout of the city and land around them. She was good at drawing and sketching one-to-one so it shouldn’t be too hard for her.
She ran down through the camp to the outside of the building. To where she found Ajax, her new Sabertooth or Smilodon as Jonathan corrected so many times. He was quite large, although Jonathan had said he was a pretty young adult all things considered. He started stroking his head, his grey fur soft and pleasant to the touch. He began chuffing as he closed his eyes, and started acting like an oversized domestic cat. Pushing his head against Erica’s hand and then her chest. She smiled with a slight warming of her heart to this.
“You're not too bad yourself, once I got to know you.— Now if you don’t mind, we need to go somewhere.”
~
Paul looked at a chart he had made categorizing all of the symptoms Andrew had. He had done several cognitive, reaction, and other true medical tests on Andrew seeing if he was dealing with just a concussion, or was there more to the case. Though, from the tests he had performed. It just seemed to be a severe concussion. Paul was relieved that it didn’t seem to be anything more than a concussion, but it still wasn’t good. He still could get severely worse without being properly treated. But first recovery was needed, and he was sure that Andrew would not be a great patient.
“So, final determination Dr. Riddley?” Andrew asked, and Paul started walking towards one of the cabinets in his tent. He looked back and gave a soft smile.
“It seems to just be a concussion. But I still need to treat ya with some medication and ya especially need rest during this time.” Paul said, and Andrew sighed as he lay his head back down on the medical bed.
“Alright” he sighed, Paul looked back as he made a cocktail of medical brews.
“So, where do ya live?” Paul asked, and Andrew glanced over at Andrew while he still lay on the bed.
“I live in one of the last non-ark forests on Earth. To be honest, I don’t even know how it survived if Earth got this bad. Maybe it was why the city is thriving too, but it’s a beautiful place. A couple of lakes within the forest, and the forest is full of life. It’s home for me, in good times and bad. All my supplies are held there too. Although I’m low on Element and Ammunition.” Andrew said, he then grimaced a bit as he held his head as it started to throb.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be asking ya questions and making ya talk. But if ya need ammunition, I can craft some for ya. I learned how ta make most types of firearm rounds up on the Ark so it’ll no trouble ta make ya enough ta last a lifetime.” Paul said, Andrew nodded. Paul walked to one of the other parts of the tent, and looked in another cabinet for sedatives to aid Andrew's rest. He found some narcotics that they used for taming creatures. This would have to do for now. He needed to make sure that Andrew would not try to get up and deny that he was in rough condition. And this combination should let him heal and recover at the fastest pace. He walked over and handed him the medical brew first.
“This’ll help heal ya. Just drink this and it should aid in your natural healing to rapidly heal. You’ll be ready for action in about twelve hours or so.” Paul said, he watched as Andrew guzzled it down. He made a disgusted face because of the bad taste of the medical brew. Paul smiled, everyone reacted the same way to this odd brew. Someone gave him the recipe back on the Ark, and it seemed to work fine from what Paul saw, but something wasn’t right.
After Andrew drank all of the brew, Paul grabbed the narcotic and began to find a good dosage to administer to Andrew. He scooped a couple of scoops of the thick green paste from its container and put those scoops into a bowl. After getting the correct dosage out, he turned and walked over to Andrew and handed him the bowl.
“Eat this, it may not look good, but it’s a sedative. It’ll help you sleep while the brew takes effect.” Paul said, Andrew nodded.
“Alright.” He said, Paul watched for a moment as Andrew ate the Narcotics. He sighed, he didn’t like the name that most people used for this drug. The drug was more of a sedative put into a tranquilizer with no real narcotic effects. So why call it Narcotics? It didn’t make sense to Paul to call it that, so he just said sedative.
Paul watched as Andrew slowly got more drowsy, his words slightly slurred and he started talking about stuff that didn’t seem quite normal for him. He started getting bubbly. Beginning to talk more about the place he lived some more, he got super excited about the animals that they had tamed so far, and being able to tame his own animal. The sedative definitely was beginning to take its course as he started jabbering on about some sort of fictional creature he was seeing right next to Paul and how it wanted a hug. Then he finally started dozing off, Paul was relieved to see he got the dosage correctly as he fell asleep quite quickly once he did start. He checked on Andrew’s heart rate to see if he hadn’t overdosed him. He watched his heart rate over the next few minutes with no effect to his heart rate. He did the dosage correctly. He sighed in relief, he got up and started walking away. He started hearing whimpering from Andrew’s bed. It sounded like he went into a deep sleep, and was beginning to dream.
He started walking out of the room when pain shot from his abdomen, he looked down and lifted his shirt to see a bruise from where Freya had hit him. Deep purple marks started setting in. He groaned as he would have to bandage himself later. He went back and grabbed a medical brew and chugged it down. As he did, he thought about how he bruised so much from one punch. Even if it was Freya who hit her. He could’ve taken dozens of those punches in his youth and never had this type of severe bruising. He sighed, but that was then. Now he was forty-two years old and beginning to feel his body start to break down. He wasn’t getting used to getting old, especially in an environment where he needed to be at his strongest. He looked back at the room Andrew was in. He wasn’t sure how long he would survive in this place. The ark he was just on was hard enough, but this place seemed a lot harsher and deadly. Something his body would not appreciate. But he was gonna make sure he survived long enough to make sure his crew was safe and willing to work together.
He wasn’t sure how long he had been gone from the others, although he could guess that he had been gone for at least an hour had passed. And with how silent it had been worried him. He walked outside to see the camp cleaned up, and no one around their tents. He decided to walk to the food court they created to see Erica, Jonathan, and Freya around the table. Freya was facing the opposite direction from Jonathan and Erica while she sharpened her axe blades. While the other two were preoccupied with something on the table. It seemed to intrigue them greatly. As Paul walked up to the others, Freya looked up and saw him coming. She got up and started walking towards him. She put her one axe back in the belt loop as she came towards him. Paul took a glance over at the other two and gestured his head.
“What’re they up to?” he said, she looked back at them and then back at him.
“They are mapping out the area and pinning down where we are.” She said, Paul gave a light chuckle and smiled at Freya. “Thank you, Freya, lemme see if I can help ‘em.” He said. At least they weren’t killing each other. He walked over to them and saw the map they were messing with. It seemed well done handmade map. The writing seemed to be Erica’s.
“What’ve you two figured out with this?”
“Map-wise, we’re here.—” Erica said pointing to the map. She was pointing to the western side of a diamond in the center of the map. “So this map is somewhat similar to what the environment around us is. From what I’ve seen the vast no man's land there outside the city, the sulphuric fields, and the missing protoark are the only things different.”
“Now, the Bracken Institute here, on Mt. Bracken by the protoark dome in the Northeast. It’s only about a day or so walk out there. This is where we need to go to bring down the Ark. Then we can get onto fixi-” Erica said before getting interrupted by Jonathan pretending to yawn loudly, putting his hand over his mouth.
“Yes, yes. We’ve heard your plan for several months now. However… looking at the current state of us, the state of Earth, and how we have plenty more options currently. I think we should we should ultimately wait on your endeavor to make sure we know what we are dealing with here, and we can deal with whatever meets us on the other side of the Ark dome.” Jonathan stretched out and pointed at the Northeast dome.
“We should go to one of the domes, or at least go on the hunt for stronger tames. We may need a powerful army to ensure that our goals are aligned with those on the ark.” Jonathan said backing up. He took off his glasses and began cleaning them. Erica looked at him flabbergasted.
“When was this planned by you?!” She said,
“Since you had preposed this… how you say? Hail Mary of a plan back on the Ark.”
“Hail Mary?!?”
“Yes, it is simply not viable without an army to better make sure your plan is as effective as possible. And with the additional aid of having our Tek back by then if Sylas robots do the trick. We should be prepared in a few months to bring the Ark down. Then we can force our enemy tribes to help us save this forsaken place.” Jonathan said. Erica began to yell, but for a moment. Paul didn’t cut her off. He sat in his thoughts about what Jonathan said. And while he didn’t agree with everything he said. He had to admit he was right. They had several enemies up on that Ark that were very dangerous and powerful. If they wanted to survive or even get everyone to cooperate. They would need to build a defensive army of creatures to back them up against their enemies on the Ark and aid their allies up there. But to do that, they would need time. He hated to do this, but Jonathan was right about this.
“—AND YOU THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE THE BEST TIME TO SAY THIS?!? WHILE WE’RE PLANNING HOW TO BRING DOWN THE ARK AND WHERE WE NEED TO GO?!!” Erica began shouting, and Jonathan merely smiled and shrugged. Erica began to roll her sleeves before getting stopped by Paul.
“Erica, Erica… I’m sorry… but Jonathan’s right. We need to build our defenses before we go back to the arks.” Paul said, Erica seemed stunned by Paul’s remark, Paul could only imagine that she felt betrayed. She took a couple of steps back, rubbing her left ring finger behind the knuckle. She took a deep breath and looked at Paul with a stoic, disgusted expression on her face.
“Alright, so you're willing to risk our lives in this matter Paul, just for an alleged assurance in case the priests and their allies won’t attack us.— Which Jonathan wants to use for a more offensive approach with them. So you are willing to risk our survival by adding several weeks to side with the one who will try to use them as a weapon? I can’t take that risk, Paul. I have put blood, sweat, and tears into building these arks for this purpose, and I have put my life on the line several times to get down here, I can’t wait longer, and I can’t risk your lives to postpone this plan.”
“They’ll be a weapon either way, and I only stand with him on the idea of getting some creatures for defense. Not for using them as tools of fear. And no one will get hurt. I promise, I—” he paused for a moment, realizing that something he had heard earlier might help them.
“I think that we might even be able ta make that time cut in half. And it’ll be thanks to our new tribesmen.” Paul said, the others look confused.
“Paul, what does Andrew have to do with this? He didn’t know where we came from.” Freya said,
“He doesn’t know how to tame.” Jonathan noted, he looked at Erica. She shrugged.
“He seems more like dead weight or more time added to our time than anything” Paul shook his head at this.
“He might be a small hindrance now, but he seems to be a fast learner from how you described him while he was taming the Equus, and how he built the tent with me. But more importantly, he’s got supplies, specifically the resource we need ta power our suits.” Paul said, and immediately Erica gave a glance of surprise.
“He has Element?”
“He said he had a low amount, but probably enough ta power our suits long enough for the droids ta build a good supply. If we were ta ask him the right way. He might take us ta his supply and give us it if we tell him the situation we’re in.” Paul said, Freya immediately agreed with him, the other two stayed quiet for a moment. Finally, Erica looked back at Paul.
“Alright, let’s do it.” She looked over at Jonathan. He rolled his eyes in disdain.
“If we must, then so be it.”
“Alrightie then.” Paul answered.
“How long will Andrew be out for?” Freya asked, Paul shrugged.
“I gave him a safe dosage, probably for a few hours.”
“Then let’s not waste any time and get packing now rather than waiting until he wakes up.” Erica said with slight angst. Paul looked at her, and so did Freya.
“Shouldn’t we wait though to make sure he doesn’t refuse?” Freya asked.
“With him? Please, he’ll say yes to basically anything. He’s been acting like a puppy trying to earn our respect. For once I agree with Erica, ad like you say. Let’s get cracking.” Jonathan said, pushing his glasses up further on the bridge of his nose before walking to his tent. Assumingly to prepare for the moment Andrew says yes. Paul sighed.
“I guess we’ll prepare before he gives a definite answer... Go on then you two. Best ta do the same as Jonathan, I’m goin’ to my tent to watch over Andrew and pack my own gear. Once Sylas gets back from his run, I’ll tell him to do so too.” Paul said, Freya nodded before leaving. Paul walked off too, thinking that this was such a rotten thing to put on Andrew’s shoulders right now. But it seemed to be the way they were going with things right now.
~
Erica stood there for a moment, most of what happened fell on deaf ears for her as she couldn’t get what Jonathan said out of her mind. Andrew was trying as hard as he could to earn their respect and trust, and even though she heard what he said that night. She couldn’t believe that it was simply the case, she felt there had to be something else he was trying to do. It couldn’t be that he was simply just trying to gain their trust, right? She shook her head. There was always an ulterior motive behind an act. Always. Jonathan had one for his suggestion of why they should stay and gather more creatures. And there was no doubt Andrew had one.
She finally heard Paul saying that they were going to begin to pack for when they ask Andrew for his Element. And everyone else began to disperse to their tents. She stood there for a moment before sighing.
“There’s always another reason…” she whispered before walking away from the kitchen area of the camp, and off to her tent.
Journey Through all Creatures:
Chapter 8
Swamp Rod
Note: Series goes through The Island in ABC order, starting in Achatina and has a Prologue. Some chapters include multiple creatures. Last Chapter in Ceratosaurus, next chapter in Dunkleotusis
This is the penultimate episode before the Giganotosaurus episode. It will be a crazy long chapter, and it will get this series on the pace we’ve been building up to.
Also, tell me, what are your thoughts on the series so far? Any kind of feedback will help me improve the series greatly!
Giganotosaurus is not the end, however, it is a big plot twist that will get us hyped up for the rest of the series!
The group was running through the jungle, chasing down Sodden, who had previously decided to run off without the others. The Gigas were stomping across the grass, and trees were being knocked over. Poor Dodos were getting squished, and Terad was speechless. Serenity was beside him. “Is this about the Ravage?” Serenity asked. “My friend, do not speak the name. The torture you went through during that time…” Terad said. “Can we just move on? It’s over! That was a long time ago.” Serenity said. “I can never forget what Rod did to us. Do not worry, I will protect you from him.” Terad said. “Dude, just move on! Rod probably forgot about this!” Serenity said. “Do you have any idea what it was like to have a freaking Reaper Queen growing inside you for 12 horrible hours because Rod lost his loot? He tried to kill you! Do you know what that means?” Terad said. “Stop treating me like I’m your daughter!” Serenity said. “I can treat my tribemates however I want because I am the-”, Terad said, but before he could finish, his Giga ran off a cliff and Terad fell off, screaming. Serenity managed to stop her Giga at the edge of the cliff. Serenity looked down and shouted, “You shouldn’t pretend you own everyone in your tribe. And just move on! The Ravage is over!” Terad growled and stormed away.
Meanwhile, Sodden was storming across the swamp with his dino, eating every creature he wanted. He would eat up deinosuchuses, dilos, dimorphodons, and even search for the diplodcalus. He would rip off fins from dimetrodons, but before he could pursue a nearby diplodocus, someone leaped onto his Carcha. Sodden yelped and turned around. It was just Rod. “Oh, hey, buddy!” Sodden said. “Hey. What creature are you on?” Rod said. “Going to the redwoods for the diplo and dire bear,” Sodden said as he pointed his thumb in the other direction, towards the tall red trees. “Okay. Well… I’ll assist you on your journey.” Rod said. “Hold on. After this, I have to go for the dire wolf, which is in the Arctic. I have to wait for the others.” Sodden said. “What others? Wait a second…” Rod said. Then a Giga threw him off the Carcha and into the water. Then someone hopped off and stormed towards Rod. “Stay off of my territory and my kids!” Terad yelled. “WHOA!! No need to act up! Calm down! And what are you talking about? Is this about you “owning everyone and everything in my tribe?” Are you a dictator now?” Rod said. “You know very well what I’m talking about. Leave now before you get any funny ideas.” Terad growled. “What… funny…” Rod stammered. “Just shut up.” Terad said. “Wait a second. Is this about the whole “Ravage” thing? I think we may need to have a chat. Or a trial. I don’t know. I had nothing to do with the Ravage! I wasn’t even on Aberration!” Rod said. “STOP!” Terad yelled. Then he slapped Rod. Rod gasped and punched Terad. Then they started hitting each other. Sodden leaped down to stop the two. He pushed both of them away. Then Serenity ran towards the two. “Oh, god. Guys! Stop it!!” Serenity said. “No! Stay out of Rod’s sight! He’ll kill you!” Terad said. “I would never want to hurt anyone in your tribe!” Rod yelled. “Okay, then what about your little “raid” yesterday?” Terad asked. “I did not send in the Carchas!” Rod said. “GUYS!! Stop fighting! We have a lot of creatures to fight today!” Sodden said. “Oh, to hell with your stupid hunt. Go without us.” Terad growled. Sodden gasped and then growled. He got on his Carcha and ran away. Then in the distance, he yelled, “How do you like that? I just abandon you all? Huh?” Then he was out of render. Terad dropped Rod in the dirty water and climbed back on his Giga. Then he and the rest of the gang walked towards Far Peak. Well, except Serenity. She rode on her Giga towards the Redwoods. Terad yelled for her, but Serenity wouldn’t listen. After a few minutes, Serenity found Sodden’s Carcha eating up a dire bear and a dead diplodocus. She walked to Sodden, who was sitting on the Carcha. Sodden turned around to see Serenity coming, and he said, “What do you want?” Serenity sighed and said, “Why did you even talk about Rod? Terad hates him because of what he did in Aberration.” “Well… I don’t even know what the Ravage is or why Rod is so hated, but he seems like a good person now. Maybe he was forced to do it.” Sodden said. “Yeah, probably. I don’t remember much of what happened. I was unconscious the whole way home. I was asleep for at least a week. But what I do remember was that Rod was not alone. He was being controlled by someone else, who was the real tribemaster. I was able to see him for two seconds. Terad was not normal after that. The day I woke up, he wouldn’t stop talking about Rod. Sodden, what happened in the Ravage is unspeakable. It’s considered a crime across the Arks to speak a word about how the Ravage happened. But what I can tell you is that Rod seems innocent to me.” Serenity said. “Yeah. But what about Terad?” Sodden asked. “You cannot join his tribe. It’ll automatically establish your full connection to the Assassin Heart. You will end up like me, chained down, not able to escape.” Serenity said. Sodden nodded. “Okay. Will you be able to come to the Arctic with me?” Sodden asked. “I don’t think I can. Terad is probably going to be upset at you. He isn’t himself when he sees Rod. Every time he does, he gets into a fit and talks about how he hurt us. He acts like he owns us.” Serenity said. “Yeah. I get that. You can get back now.” Sodden said. He patted his Carcha on the head and it started walking in the other direction. Serenity turned away and went back to her base.
After over an hour, Sodden arrived at the Arctic, at the line between the volcano and the Giga mountain. Above the Carcha was a Pteranodon. It flew around him, and the sunlight met Sodden’s eyes. He looked around and saw a wolf pack feasting on a dead Mammoth. Sodden whistled for his Carcha to attack and it ran over and ate up the wolves. He then went to attack a small group of dodos. After the dodos, he went to find a doedicerus and found one on the Giga mountain. His Carcha put the dude down, but then saw someone at the top of the mountain. It was another Carcha, a female this time. Sodden used his spyglass to look at the level. Then suddenly, the Carcha got knocked off the hill. Sodden pulled his spyglass away andd ran over. The Carcha hit the ground and got knocked out. Then Sodden looked at the peak again and saw a Giga there. Someone was on it. “We need to go! Now!” The person yelled. “What?” Sodden said. “You’re right. Rod didn’t attack us. But someone is now!” The person yelled. Sodden ran to the Giga and saw Serenity on it. Sodden immediately ran down the mountain towards Far’s Peak.
The Dunkletousis Chapter will be the final chapter before the Giganotosaurus.
Get ready for Chapter 9…
This weekend…
-RelatingHen8906
Once was passing the swamp on my parasaur, and I saw a MASSIVE croc that I’ve never seen before. Im not from Florida so I didn’t to go and tame the beast or something, I just admired it, but while I was having the moment of my life looking at this oversized crocodile, another one sneaked up on me. As soon as I turned I saw the massive jaws of this beast open WIDE. It took me a second to realise what was happening, and I bolted on para. Little did I know there was ANOTHER one with its jaws wide open, and then, BOOM, my parasaur is dead, I try to make a run for it to redwoods. Thankfully i survived to tell the story. All I got was leech, nothing too bad, but it comes to show, never stay in the swamp for too long, especially with these big ass crocs around, because thanks to them, the swamp is more dangerous than ever.