The Obelisk

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-Chapter 44-

Owwww. Where am I?

Forest lifted his head drowsily, his eye lids drooping. He thought being mauled by an evil Velanosaur would be the end of it. And yet here he was, the back of his head hurting more than ever.

He looked around to see where he was. It was dark. His night vision slowly kicked in, and he spotted four other lumps around him.

My friends! They were still unconscious, like he had been, groaning lightly. “Hello?” He whispered hoarsely.

“Forest? Is…that… you?” Hearing Sparks voice made his heart leap.

“What happened?” Another voice grumbled. Nyx pried her eyes open, rubbing her head gingerly. “Where…”

What had happened? Forest tried hard to remember… there had been a Pegomastax… wait…that was a few days ago, wasn’t it?

Hmm. “Rust. Crimson.” He nudged them slightly, dragging himself to his feet.

Crimsons eyes immediately snapped open, and she jumped up with a snarl. “Who’s there? Who’s next? I’ll protect—“ she glanced around. “Where are we?”

“I don’t know,” Sparks voice said in the dark.

“We’re in some kind of room.” Forest said, scanning their surroundings.”

“Why’s it so dark?” Rust groaned, struggling to stand. “What the…”

The room was large, just big enough for the five to fit inside. Forest held out his talons and felt cold stone bricks in front of him.

“Did they… catch us?” Nyx asked.

“I think so,” Rust said. “But where did they take us?”

“I’d like those them try to knock me out again,” Crimson was growling. “I swear, if they put as much as one claw on me…”

Suddenly a beam of light entered the room as a giant trap door opened from the high part of the wall. Metal bars kept It un-escapable, but let the light in.

Then a light green and beige Terror bird stuck his head through the bars. “Welcome, sleepily heads! Congratulations, you’re officially our prisoners!”

Forest stared up at him as a second voice called from outside the window, “come on, Quake, you idiot. Stop taunting them. Keep working.”

The terror bird snickered lightly, pulling his head back through the bars. “Later, gators!”

Crimson growled and leaped for the window, but it was too high up. She scrabbled on the windowseal, but failed and fell back down.

Forest looked around. Light was finally in, and he looked on the other side of him, and saw that the entire cell was a grey stone seoom with multiple bars on one side and a metal door. Outside the bars, were several other cells, filled with carnivores of all kinds.

And in between the cells was a hallway, filled with Terror bird Soldiers.

They were in prison… the carnivores meant to save the world. What would they do now?