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Swamp Guy
Swamp Guy
The Twisted Sands- Not Quite Chapter 1 but this’ll help build the story- By Swamp Guy
“Nice work, 89.” “We’ve got the eggs, let’s head out.”
The guy named 89 just shrugged and hopped on his Megalania. They had gotten three fire wyvern eggs, two posion ones, and four lightning ones.
“My jerboa died this time. I’m not going back.”
“Relax, 89. Just stop bringing shoulder pets to the most dangerous place in the desert!”
“That was my best Jerboa. I almost lost him a million times. I’m not going back.”
Kalo slapped 89 in the face. “I’m a higher rank than you, you son of a-“
“Shut. Up.” 89 held up his hand. Let me say a few things.
“No! NO!” Kalo screamed.
“For starters, there’s an Alpha Wyvern behind us.”
Kalo screamed and ran off, leaving his Thyla for dead. 89 calmly assessed the situation. He took out a compound bow for the initial counterattack. Then, he went all in with his Megalania.
“See, Robber?” 89 said to his Megalania. “That’s where you get when you’re just patient.” He snickered. “I also took all the eggs out of Kalo’s bag.”
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The next week, 89 had finished his base. No tribes, no friends, just turrets, tames, crops, and cool architecture. He hopped on his Fire Wyvern, Flamethrower. It was time to pay an old friend a visit.
Kalo was hunting Deathworms in the dunes, as he always did. 89 geared up in full desert cloth and rode Flamethrower out to the oasis dunes.
“Who are you?” Kalo asked when 89 landed next to him. Kalo was atop a raptor, and he had a Titanoboa clutched in its claws.
“It’s me.” 89 removed his hat.
“You...” Kalo growled. “You stole my Wyvern eggs.”
89 shrugged. “I’d like to recruit you to my new tribe.”
“Why should-“ Kalo started, but he wasn’t able to finish. A massive hole opened up in the sky from far away, and the two people in the dunes thought they could see something fall out of it.
“Nice work, 89.” “We’ve got the eggs, let’s head out.”
The guy named 89 just shrugged and hopped on his Megalania. They had gotten three fire wyvern eggs, two posion ones, and four lightning ones.
“My jerboa died this time. I’m not going back.”
“Relax, 89. Just stop bringing shoulder pets to the most dangerous place in the desert!”
“That was my best Jerboa. I almost lost him a million times. I’m not going back.”
Kalo slapped 89 in the face. “I’m a higher rank than you, you son of a-“
“Shut. Up.” 89 held up his hand. Let me say a few things.
“No! NO!” Kalo screamed.
“For starters, there’s an Alpha Wyvern behind us.”
Kalo screamed and ran off, leaving his Thyla for dead. 89 calmly assessed the situation. He took out a compound bow for the initial counterattack. Then, he went all in with his Megalania.
“See, Robber?” 89 said to his Megalania. “That’s where you get when you’re just patient.” He snickered. “I also took all the eggs out of Kalo’s bag.”
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The next week, 89 had finished his base. No tribes, no friends, just turrets, tames, crops, and cool architecture. He hopped on his Fire Wyvern, Flamethrower. It was time to pay an old friend a visit.
Kalo was hunting Deathworms in the dunes, as he always did. 89 geared up in full desert cloth and rode Flamethrower out to the oasis dunes.
“Who are you?” Kalo asked when 89 landed next to him. Kalo was atop a raptor, and he had a Titanoboa clutched in its claws.
“It’s me.” 89 removed his hat.
“You...” Kalo growled. “You stole my Wyvern eggs.”
89 shrugged. “I’d like to recruit you to my new tribe.”
“Why should-“ Kalo started, but he wasn’t able to finish. A massive hole opened up in the sky from far away, and the two people in the dunes thought they could see something fall out of it.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 3
Guards were positioned up and down the Wyvern Trench. Well hidden with Ghillie armor, which also provided protection against the heat, they each held assault rifles. These guards were on important duty.
One of the guards was Yulock. This was not the Darklords. This was the last remaining large tribe besides them, known as the Dragonslayers. Yulock figured that Sean would decide to move to a friendly tribe, and this was the only known friendly tribe left in all of Valguero.
After a few days, Yulock decided to take drastic actions. He fled to the aberration cave. This had been near where Sean was before. But Sean wasn’t there anymore. Instead, there was a purple Deinonychus body lying dead on the ground...
Yulock crept closer to Nightshade’s corpse. He crept back. He fled back into the massive caverns. He would build an army there. And that Deinonychus wasn’t dead...
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The redwoods were...an interesting place. Sean had been there before, but he had never really been “Thyla’d.” In truth, he didn’t know what that was.
Of course, until a giant cat dropped from the trees to attack Sean.
Nightshade was there, of course. She had been playing dead to fool that man. Somehow he had escaped.
But the Thyla ripped Sean off his mount.
“Perfect tame!” Sean yelled, fumbling for his Longneck and rapidly firing tranq darts into the furry hide of the beast.
After much too long of a struggle, the Thyla went out cold.
“We’d better find a sheep before this wakes up.” Sean said to Nightshade, who ran off. She soon came back with a plump Ovis from the White Cliffs. They killed it, and fed the mutton to the Thyla.
It soon woke up. Sean stepped back a bit. The Thyla, however, purred happily and nuzzled Sean.
“Let’s name our new friend Timber.” Sean said, noting the gray patches amidst the light scarlet of the thyla’s main coat, and thinking about how they fall out of the trees to kill you.
A saddle wasn’t too hard. Just when they fitted Timber with it, a voice could be heard. Nightshade also smelled a Ravager.
“Target located. Moving in.”
Guards were positioned up and down the Wyvern Trench. Well hidden with Ghillie armor, which also provided protection against the heat, they each held assault rifles. These guards were on important duty.
One of the guards was Yulock. This was not the Darklords. This was the last remaining large tribe besides them, known as the Dragonslayers. Yulock figured that Sean would decide to move to a friendly tribe, and this was the only known friendly tribe left in all of Valguero.
After a few days, Yulock decided to take drastic actions. He fled to the aberration cave. This had been near where Sean was before. But Sean wasn’t there anymore. Instead, there was a purple Deinonychus body lying dead on the ground...
Yulock crept closer to Nightshade’s corpse. He crept back. He fled back into the massive caverns. He would build an army there. And that Deinonychus wasn’t dead...
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The redwoods were...an interesting place. Sean had been there before, but he had never really been “Thyla’d.” In truth, he didn’t know what that was.
Of course, until a giant cat dropped from the trees to attack Sean.
Nightshade was there, of course. She had been playing dead to fool that man. Somehow he had escaped.
But the Thyla ripped Sean off his mount.
“Perfect tame!” Sean yelled, fumbling for his Longneck and rapidly firing tranq darts into the furry hide of the beast.
After much too long of a struggle, the Thyla went out cold.
“We’d better find a sheep before this wakes up.” Sean said to Nightshade, who ran off. She soon came back with a plump Ovis from the White Cliffs. They killed it, and fed the mutton to the Thyla.
It soon woke up. Sean stepped back a bit. The Thyla, however, purred happily and nuzzled Sean.
“Let’s name our new friend Timber.” Sean said, noting the gray patches amidst the light scarlet of the thyla’s main coat, and thinking about how they fall out of the trees to kill you.
A saddle wasn’t too hard. Just when they fitted Timber with it, a voice could be heard. Nightshade also smelled a Ravager.
“Target located. Moving in.”
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 3
Guards were positioned up and down the Wyvern Trench. Well hidden with Ghillie armor, which also provided protection against the heat, they each held assault rifles. These guards were on important duty.
One of the guards was Yulock. This was not the Darklords. This was the last remaining large tribe besides them, known as the Dragonslayers. Yulock figured that Sean would decide to move to a friendly tribe, and this was the only known friendly tribe left in all of Valguero.
After a few days, Yulock decided to take drastic actions. He fled to the aberration cave. This had been near where Sean was before. But Sean wasn’t there anymore. Instead, there was a purple Deinonychus body lying dead on the ground...
Yulock crept closer to Nightshade’s corpse. He crept back. He fled back into the massive caverns. He would build an army there. And that Deinonychus wasn’t dead...
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The redwoods were...an interesting place. Sean had been there before, but he had never really been “Thyla’d.” In truth, he didn’t know what that was.
Of course, until a giant cat dropped from the trees to attack Sean.
Nightshade was there, of course. She had been playing dead to fool that man. Somehow he had escaped.
But the Thyla ripped Sean off his mount.
“Perfect tame!” Sean yelled, fumbling for his Longneck and rapidly firing tranq darts into the furry hide of the beast.
After much too long of a struggle, the Thyla went out cold.
“We’d better find a sheep before this wakes up.” Sean said to Nightshade, who ran off. She soon came back with a plump Ovis from the White Cliffs. They killed it, and fed the mutton to the Thyla.
It soon woke up. Sean stepped back a bit. The Thyla, however, purred happily and nuzzled Sean.
“Let’s name our new friend Timber.” Sean said, noting the gray patches amidst the light scarlet of the thyla’s main coat, and thinking about how they fall out of the trees to kill you.
A saddle wasn’t too hard. Just when they fitted Timber with it, a voice could be heard. Nightshade also smelled a Ravager.
“Target located. Moving in.”
Guards were positioned up and down the Wyvern Trench. Well hidden with Ghillie armor, which also provided protection against the heat, they each held assault rifles. These guards were on important duty.
One of the guards was Yulock. This was not the Darklords. This was the last remaining large tribe besides them, known as the Dragonslayers. Yulock figured that Sean would decide to move to a friendly tribe, and this was the only known friendly tribe left in all of Valguero.
After a few days, Yulock decided to take drastic actions. He fled to the aberration cave. This had been near where Sean was before. But Sean wasn’t there anymore. Instead, there was a purple Deinonychus body lying dead on the ground...
Yulock crept closer to Nightshade’s corpse. He crept back. He fled back into the massive caverns. He would build an army there. And that Deinonychus wasn’t dead...
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The redwoods were...an interesting place. Sean had been there before, but he had never really been “Thyla’d.” In truth, he didn’t know what that was.
Of course, until a giant cat dropped from the trees to attack Sean.
Nightshade was there, of course. She had been playing dead to fool that man. Somehow he had escaped.
But the Thyla ripped Sean off his mount.
“Perfect tame!” Sean yelled, fumbling for his Longneck and rapidly firing tranq darts into the furry hide of the beast.
After much too long of a struggle, the Thyla went out cold.
“We’d better find a sheep before this wakes up.” Sean said to Nightshade, who ran off. She soon came back with a plump Ovis from the White Cliffs. They killed it, and fed the mutton to the Thyla.
It soon woke up. Sean stepped back a bit. The Thyla, however, purred happily and nuzzled Sean.
“Let’s name our new friend Timber.” Sean said, noting the gray patches amidst the light scarlet of the thyla’s main coat, and thinking about how they fall out of the trees to kill you.
A saddle wasn’t too hard. Just when they fitted Timber with it, a voice could be heard. Nightshade also smelled a Ravager.
“Target located. Moving in.”
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 2 By Swamp Guy
The bullet seemed to go in slow motion through the air. It whistled a violent tune as it neared its target.
Both Sean and Nightshade dodged. Nightshade ran at the attackers.
“Watch out, Rook!” The first man yelled, and as both men fled, the Mantis held up a shining claw to block the deadly jaws of the Deinonychus.
It was to no avail. Nightshade was too strong. She bit through the claw, and killed the Mantis almost instantly.
“I don’t have to say it, do I?” Sean smiled, and Nightshade ran off to deal with the attackers while Sean collected meat and chitin from the corpse.
“This place might not be so safe anymore.” Sean mused. “We might have to make a move.”
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The first man had escaped. He made his way back to Darklords’s secret fortress, deep in a White Cliffs ravine where they were well hidden. Turrets would pick off any hostiles. You did not mess with Darklords and live.
“Well, someone did.” The first man said to the Grand Generals of Darklords. The first one, Nia, was a woman who favored Wyverns more than any creature, and had a secret fleet (this secret had become common knowledge.) The other, known simply as “Gramps,” was a keen old man know for building massive bronto siege machines.
“This “Sean” is disturbing.” Gramps mused, stroking his beard. “What tribe do you think he was from, Yulock?”
“The Blades of Courage, we believe, sir.” Yulock replied. “He had a very powerful Deinonychus named Nightshade. It killed Rook, our Mantis, and Commander Kalik.”
“A survivor from the Blades of Courage must be quite hardy.” Nia said. “We destroyed them nearly a year ago.”
“We shall tell Grandmaster this... interesting news.” Gramps said. “Good work, soldier. You have delivered vital information.”
Yulock saluted valiantly. “What is my next mission, Grand Generals?” He asked.
Nia was the first to reply. “Hunt down this ‘Sean’... and bring him to us.”
The bullet seemed to go in slow motion through the air. It whistled a violent tune as it neared its target.
Both Sean and Nightshade dodged. Nightshade ran at the attackers.
“Watch out, Rook!” The first man yelled, and as both men fled, the Mantis held up a shining claw to block the deadly jaws of the Deinonychus.
It was to no avail. Nightshade was too strong. She bit through the claw, and killed the Mantis almost instantly.
“I don’t have to say it, do I?” Sean smiled, and Nightshade ran off to deal with the attackers while Sean collected meat and chitin from the corpse.
“This place might not be so safe anymore.” Sean mused. “We might have to make a move.”
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The first man had escaped. He made his way back to Darklords’s secret fortress, deep in a White Cliffs ravine where they were well hidden. Turrets would pick off any hostiles. You did not mess with Darklords and live.
“Well, someone did.” The first man said to the Grand Generals of Darklords. The first one, Nia, was a woman who favored Wyverns more than any creature, and had a secret fleet (this secret had become common knowledge.) The other, known simply as “Gramps,” was a keen old man know for building massive bronto siege machines.
“This “Sean” is disturbing.” Gramps mused, stroking his beard. “What tribe do you think he was from, Yulock?”
“The Blades of Courage, we believe, sir.” Yulock replied. “He had a very powerful Deinonychus named Nightshade. It killed Rook, our Mantis, and Commander Kalik.”
“A survivor from the Blades of Courage must be quite hardy.” Nia said. “We destroyed them nearly a year ago.”
“We shall tell Grandmaster this... interesting news.” Gramps said. “Good work, soldier. You have delivered vital information.”
Yulock saluted valiantly. “What is my next mission, Grand Generals?” He asked.
Nia was the first to reply. “Hunt down this ‘Sean’... and bring him to us.”
A quick preview of an upcoming story I will write:
Nedti scrambled down the cliff, but the Tropeo Bombers were in hot pursuit. Landing on her feet, she ran past griffins in the canyon. She pulled out her climbing picks and scrambled up to a nest, pulling out a red gem. She threw it on the Squadron Leader, who caught it in his Desert Cloth-gloved hand. “A little present for you!” Nedti yelled, ducking for cover as all the griffins came roaring from the canyon, straight at the Bomber Squadron. A flak helmet, fortunately empty whacked her in the side of her face, sending her toppling backwards.
“I really wish I had brought my tapejara from the island.” She groaned. She got up and ran and ran until she made it inside a massive gorge, with a sandstone ceiling covering part of the sky.
“Safe at last.” She whispered, but it was too soon. A massive swarm of Crystal Wyvern Heirs came spiraling from the many nooks all around the gorge.
Nedti scrambled down the cliff, but the Tropeo Bombers were in hot pursuit. Landing on her feet, she ran past griffins in the canyon. She pulled out her climbing picks and scrambled up to a nest, pulling out a red gem. She threw it on the Squadron Leader, who caught it in his Desert Cloth-gloved hand. “A little present for you!” Nedti yelled, ducking for cover as all the griffins came roaring from the canyon, straight at the Bomber Squadron. A flak helmet, fortunately empty whacked her in the side of her face, sending her toppling backwards.
“I really wish I had brought my tapejara from the island.” She groaned. She got up and ran and ran until she made it inside a massive gorge, with a sandstone ceiling covering part of the sky.
“Safe at last.” She whispered, but it was too soon. A massive swarm of Crystal Wyvern Heirs came spiraling from the many nooks all around the gorge.
Ok, so the Dex says this guy has a base health of 600, but I found a level one in mobile with 3200 health. 🤔🤔
I have encountered it once when I was in the ocean with my spinosaurus I saw it magical I got out my tranquilliser Crossbow and tried to shoot it but it got away today I am still looking to tame one and I hope I do
Sorry for any confusion, I accidentally double-posted some chapters! oops! ;)
Swamp Guy
Swamp Guy
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 2 By Swamp Guy
The bullet seemed to go in slow motion through the air. It whistled a violent tune as it neared its target.
Both Sean and Nightshade dodged. Nightshade ran at the attackers.
“Watch out, Rook!” The first man yelled, and as both men fled, the Mantis held up a shining claw to block the deadly jaws of the Deinonychus.
It was to no avail. Nightshade was too strong. She bit through the claw, and killed the Mantis almost instantly.
“I don’t have to say it, do I?” Sean smiled, and Nightshade ran off to deal with the attackers while Sean collected meat and chitin from the corpse.
“This place might not be so safe anymore.” Sean mused. “We might have to make a move.”
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The first man had escaped. He made his way back to Darklords’s secret fortress, deep in a White Cliffs ravine where they were well hidden. Turrets would pick off any hostiles. You did not mess with Darklords and live.
“Well, someone did.” The man said to the Grand Generals of Darklords. The first one, Nia, was a woman who favored Wyverns more than any creature, and had a secret fleet (this secret had become common knowledge.) The other, known simply as “Gramps,” was a keen old man know for building massive bronto siege engines.
“This “Sean” is disturbing.” Gramps mused, stroking his beard. “What tribe do you think he was from, Yulock?”
“The Blades of Courage, we believe, sir.” Yulock replied. “He had a very powerful Deinonychus named Nightshade. It killed our Mantis “Rook”, and Commander Kalik.”
“A survivor from the Blades of Courage must be quite hardy.” Nia said. “We destroyed them nearly a year ago.”
“We shall tell Grandmaster this... interesting news.” Gramps said. “Good work, soldier. You have delivered vital information.”
Yulock saluted valiantly. “What is my next mission, Grand Generals?” He asked.
Nia was the first to reply. “Hunt down this ‘Sean’... and bring him to us.”
The bullet seemed to go in slow motion through the air. It whistled a violent tune as it neared its target.
Both Sean and Nightshade dodged. Nightshade ran at the attackers.
“Watch out, Rook!” The first man yelled, and as both men fled, the Mantis held up a shining claw to block the deadly jaws of the Deinonychus.
It was to no avail. Nightshade was too strong. She bit through the claw, and killed the Mantis almost instantly.
“I don’t have to say it, do I?” Sean smiled, and Nightshade ran off to deal with the attackers while Sean collected meat and chitin from the corpse.
“This place might not be so safe anymore.” Sean mused. “We might have to make a move.”
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The first man had escaped. He made his way back to Darklords’s secret fortress, deep in a White Cliffs ravine where they were well hidden. Turrets would pick off any hostiles. You did not mess with Darklords and live.
“Well, someone did.” The man said to the Grand Generals of Darklords. The first one, Nia, was a woman who favored Wyverns more than any creature, and had a secret fleet (this secret had become common knowledge.) The other, known simply as “Gramps,” was a keen old man know for building massive bronto siege engines.
“This “Sean” is disturbing.” Gramps mused, stroking his beard. “What tribe do you think he was from, Yulock?”
“The Blades of Courage, we believe, sir.” Yulock replied. “He had a very powerful Deinonychus named Nightshade. It killed our Mantis “Rook”, and Commander Kalik.”
“A survivor from the Blades of Courage must be quite hardy.” Nia said. “We destroyed them nearly a year ago.”
“We shall tell Grandmaster this... interesting news.” Gramps said. “Good work, soldier. You have delivered vital information.”
Yulock saluted valiantly. “What is my next mission, Grand Generals?” He asked.
Nia was the first to reply. “Hunt down this ‘Sean’... and bring him to us.”
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 1 By Swamp Guy
Sean watched the placid surface of the lake. A Megalodon fin breached the surface. Behind him, the jungle was quiet. The entrance to the Aberration Cave was nearby. A lone ichthyornis circled overhead, swooping down to catch Coelacanths.
Nightshade, Sean’s Deinonychus, stood, tail waving in the slight breeze. Since the Alpha Tribe, known as the Darklords, had sieged and destroyed Sean’s tribe, Sean and Nightshade had been on their own.
Sean patted Nightshade’s Purple-feathered head. She was the first mount Sean had ever tamed. Stealing the egg had been, well, very hard, but when Nightshade’s purple head peeked out from the egg, Sean knew it was worth it.
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“Target located” A man whispered in the bushes. His mantis was right behind him.
“Affirmative.” Another man said from about ten feet off. The second man loaded a machined sniper and lined up to shoot.
“Don’t even think about it.” Sean snarled. “No Darklords soldier will ever tangle with me and survive.”
“It’s you and your pet versus me, my friend here, our guns, and a mantis! What can you do?”
“You obviously have never seen a Deinonychus.” Sean laughed.
Everyone tensed, wating.
The second man took his shot.
Sean watched the placid surface of the lake. A Megalodon fin breached the surface. Behind him, the jungle was quiet. The entrance to the Aberration Cave was nearby. A lone ichthyornis circled overhead, swooping down to catch Coelacanths.
Nightshade, Sean’s Deinonychus, stood, tail waving in the slight breeze. Since the Alpha Tribe, known as the Darklords, had sieged and destroyed Sean’s tribe, Sean and Nightshade had been on their own.
Sean patted Nightshade’s Purple-feathered head. She was the first mount Sean had ever tamed. Stealing the egg had been, well, very hard, but when Nightshade’s purple head peeked out from the egg, Sean knew it was worth it.
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“Target located” A man whispered in the bushes. His mantis was right behind him.
“Affirmative.” Another man said from about ten feet off. The second man loaded a machined sniper and lined up to shoot.
“Don’t even think about it.” Sean snarled. “No Darklords soldier will ever tangle with me and survive.”
“It’s you and your pet versus me, my friend here, our guns, and a mantis! What can you do?”
“You obviously have never seen a Deinonychus.” Sean laughed.
Everyone tensed, wating.
The second man took his shot.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 11
Nia and Gramps were sliding off their quetz. Dragonslayer Ice Wyverns lurked ominously below. A final hit from a giga knocked them off. They were caught by an Ice Wyvern. The rider flew them off and dropped them in a big metal box on a bronto. There, they met their fellow prisoners.
“They’re winning!” Willow yelled over the cannon fire and the roars. “We have to do something.
Darklords soldiers came running at them. They shot metal arrows. Sean dodged. Willow wasn’t so fortunate.
“Willow! Are you okay?” Sean asked, piling bullets into the guards.
“Yeah...-cough-...I’m fine...” he moaned.
One last Darklords trooper came at them, no weapons in hand. He knocked Willow backwards. Sean killed the trooper.
Willow was hanging on a crag. Below him, the fiery Wyvern Trench.
“Grab my hand!” Sean yelled. Willow clamped on, and Sean began to pull him up.
A pack of Darklords Deinonychus came at them, teeth bared.
“Let go, Sean!” Willow cried. “There’s no point in both of us dying today!”
“Shut up!” Sean yelled. The Deinonychus were getting closer and closer. “I’m not going to let anyone else die for me!”
The Deinonychus jumped, ready for the kill. Time seemed to slow down.
“Just let go!” Willow yelled. “You have to do this!”
The Deinonychus were ready for the fatal blow. Sean knew what he had to do.
“I’m sorry, Willow.” He let go, and Willow fell down to his fiery death.
Nightshade and Timber came to his side. After the fight, the bodies of so many Darklords soldiers and tames- including Yulock’s- were laid out around him.
He sat there as a war raged on around him. He sat there, planning revenge. Revenge for Willow.
Nia and Gramps were sliding off their quetz. Dragonslayer Ice Wyverns lurked ominously below. A final hit from a giga knocked them off. They were caught by an Ice Wyvern. The rider flew them off and dropped them in a big metal box on a bronto. There, they met their fellow prisoners.
“They’re winning!” Willow yelled over the cannon fire and the roars. “We have to do something.
Darklords soldiers came running at them. They shot metal arrows. Sean dodged. Willow wasn’t so fortunate.
“Willow! Are you okay?” Sean asked, piling bullets into the guards.
“Yeah...-cough-...I’m fine...” he moaned.
One last Darklords trooper came at them, no weapons in hand. He knocked Willow backwards. Sean killed the trooper.
Willow was hanging on a crag. Below him, the fiery Wyvern Trench.
“Grab my hand!” Sean yelled. Willow clamped on, and Sean began to pull him up.
A pack of Darklords Deinonychus came at them, teeth bared.
“Let go, Sean!” Willow cried. “There’s no point in both of us dying today!”
“Shut up!” Sean yelled. The Deinonychus were getting closer and closer. “I’m not going to let anyone else die for me!”
The Deinonychus jumped, ready for the kill. Time seemed to slow down.
“Just let go!” Willow yelled. “You have to do this!”
The Deinonychus were ready for the fatal blow. Sean knew what he had to do.
“I’m sorry, Willow.” He let go, and Willow fell down to his fiery death.
Nightshade and Timber came to his side. After the fight, the bodies of so many Darklords soldiers and tames- including Yulock’s- were laid out around him.
He sat there as a war raged on around him. He sat there, planning revenge. Revenge for Willow.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 12
Sean shot down the Grandmaster’s Quetz with ease. He wanted to win this war. He wanted revenge.
“Who are you?” The Grandmaster asked him. He was wearing a tek suit and he held two pikes.
“I am Sean. I am your vanquisher.”
“Oh, another innocent one, I see. It’ll be a shame to kill you.”
“I’ll spare you the shame.” Sean growled. He took out a tek sword- a special heirloom from his father- and raised it high.
“I am Sean!” He yelled. “I will kill you and rebuild Valguero on your bones!”
They both charged at each other. The fight lasted what felt like ages.
“You can’t win, boy!” The Grandmaster screamed. “I have the power! Those who have the power are strong! They-“
“Pretty good last words.” Sean said. The Grandmaster was impaled on Sean’s sword. A final breath, and he was dead.
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A month later...
Sean brought his tribute to the red obelisk. He spoke. His tames were with him.
“My friend Willow didn’t deserve to die.” He yelled. “Bring him back!”
The obelisk hummed and let out a giant flash of light. For Sean, it slowly faded to black.
He awoke in a massive cave. It was like the aberration cave. Ravager. Glowbugs. But it was different too. Much, much bigger. In the distance, a blue zone glowed brightly. It was dark.
“Hello.” Someone said. “Welcome to Aberration.”
It’s finished! Look out for more soon!
Swamp Guy
Sean shot down the Grandmaster’s Quetz with ease. He wanted to win this war. He wanted revenge.
“Who are you?” The Grandmaster asked him. He was wearing a tek suit and he held two pikes.
“I am Sean. I am your vanquisher.”
“Oh, another innocent one, I see. It’ll be a shame to kill you.”
“I’ll spare you the shame.” Sean growled. He took out a tek sword- a special heirloom from his father- and raised it high.
“I am Sean!” He yelled. “I will kill you and rebuild Valguero on your bones!”
They both charged at each other. The fight lasted what felt like ages.
“You can’t win, boy!” The Grandmaster screamed. “I have the power! Those who have the power are strong! They-“
“Pretty good last words.” Sean said. The Grandmaster was impaled on Sean’s sword. A final breath, and he was dead.
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A month later...
Sean brought his tribute to the red obelisk. He spoke. His tames were with him.
“My friend Willow didn’t deserve to die.” He yelled. “Bring him back!”
The obelisk hummed and let out a giant flash of light. For Sean, it slowly faded to black.
He awoke in a massive cave. It was like the aberration cave. Ravager. Glowbugs. But it was different too. Much, much bigger. In the distance, a blue zone glowed brightly. It was dark.
“Hello.” Someone said. “Welcome to Aberration.”
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The Hungry Dark- Chapter 10
Willow left his Wyvern and rode Timber. Sean was on Nightshade’s back. They crept nearer and nearer to the trench.
“Time’s up, boys.” Yulock stepped out of a bush. Behind him stood a Karkinos.
“Face me and my crab. I want your blood on my sword. I want you to die by my hand. He took out a sword and beckoned to his Karkinos, who came charging at them. Sean and Nightshade Bit hard at a leg, but the crab dismounted him and threw him into a pile of rocks, knocking him unconscious. Willow had to do it himself. It took a long time, but finally the Karkinos fell. Both Timber and Nightshade were knocked out. Only Sean, Willow and Yulock remained.
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“You die here.” Yulock snarled. He took out his sword. Nightshade had other plans. She woke up hungry. She saw Yulock run at Sean. She acted.
Nightshade hit Yulock’s spine, crushing it. She bit his head and flung his bloodied body down next to Sean. Yulock was dead.
But the threat wasn’t over yet.
Willow left his Wyvern and rode Timber. Sean was on Nightshade’s back. They crept nearer and nearer to the trench.
“Time’s up, boys.” Yulock stepped out of a bush. Behind him stood a Karkinos.
“Face me and my crab. I want your blood on my sword. I want you to die by my hand. He took out a sword and beckoned to his Karkinos, who came charging at them. Sean and Nightshade Bit hard at a leg, but the crab dismounted him and threw him into a pile of rocks, knocking him unconscious. Willow had to do it himself. It took a long time, but finally the Karkinos fell. Both Timber and Nightshade were knocked out. Only Sean, Willow and Yulock remained.
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“You die here.” Yulock snarled. He took out his sword. Nightshade had other plans. She woke up hungry. She saw Yulock run at Sean. She acted.
Nightshade hit Yulock’s spine, crushing it. She bit his head and flung his bloodied body down next to Sean. Yulock was dead.
But the threat wasn’t over yet.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 9
No one was there. The massive Darklords base was empty, except for some dilos that had wandered in.
“This is creepy.” Sean said. Timber growled in agreement.
“GET OUT!” A Dragonslayers soldier yelled atop a ptera. “There’s timed C4 charges in there! The Darklords are attacking the trench!”
Willow immediately ran out and got on his Wyvern. “The Wyvern Trench is our main base. We have to protect it.”
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“Fire at will.” Gramps said. The mini gun turrets fired from the Darklords Quetz army, shredding through the base defenses.
A tek quetzal appeared on the horizon. The Grandmaster had arrived.
His voice broadcasted through the icy air. “Surrender or be killed.”
The bombardment of the Dragonslayers base was still going when Sean and Willow got there. They had to stop them, and they had to do it fast.
No one was there. The massive Darklords base was empty, except for some dilos that had wandered in.
“This is creepy.” Sean said. Timber growled in agreement.
“GET OUT!” A Dragonslayers soldier yelled atop a ptera. “There’s timed C4 charges in there! The Darklords are attacking the trench!”
Willow immediately ran out and got on his Wyvern. “The Wyvern Trench is our main base. We have to protect it.”
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“Fire at will.” Gramps said. The mini gun turrets fired from the Darklords Quetz army, shredding through the base defenses.
A tek quetzal appeared on the horizon. The Grandmaster had arrived.
His voice broadcasted through the icy air. “Surrender or be killed.”
The bombardment of the Dragonslayers base was still going when Sean and Willow got there. They had to stop them, and they had to do it fast.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 8
On the run again. Sean sighed. Willow set up a few tents for the night, but Sean declined. He wanted to sleep in the open.
The next day, a Rex attacked. Sean hopped on Nightshade and killed it.
They made it to the White Cliffs a few days later. The massive ravine with the hidden Darklords base came into view. Turrets. Thousands of turrets.
“How are we gonna get past?” Sean asked.
“Watch.” Willow whispered. He threw a stone out. All of the turrets began firing and wasting their bullets. Finally, Willow quickly tamed a Dodo and threw it at the turrets.
Nothing.
“Out of ammo!” Sean remarked. Willow picked up his new dodo and they rushed inside.
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The Grandmaster of the Darklords sat sullenly in a chair. This chair was atop a Tek Quetzal who, along with others, were flying him and the armies to the Wyvern Trench. The last remaining holdout of the Dragonslayers. When they were defeated, the Grandmaster would rule Valguero.
On the run again. Sean sighed. Willow set up a few tents for the night, but Sean declined. He wanted to sleep in the open.
The next day, a Rex attacked. Sean hopped on Nightshade and killed it.
They made it to the White Cliffs a few days later. The massive ravine with the hidden Darklords base came into view. Turrets. Thousands of turrets.
“How are we gonna get past?” Sean asked.
“Watch.” Willow whispered. He threw a stone out. All of the turrets began firing and wasting their bullets. Finally, Willow quickly tamed a Dodo and threw it at the turrets.
Nothing.
“Out of ammo!” Sean remarked. Willow picked up his new dodo and they rushed inside.
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The Grandmaster of the Darklords sat sullenly in a chair. This chair was atop a Tek Quetzal who, along with others, were flying him and the armies to the Wyvern Trench. The last remaining holdout of the Dragonslayers. When they were defeated, the Grandmaster would rule Valguero.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 7
“Who sent you?” Willow asked Yulock. They sat apart from each other, across a long table.
“I’ll never tell.” Yulock growled ferociously.
“Well, that’s the thirtieth time you’ve said that. It must be the Darklords motto.”
“Alright, you idiot. I was sent by the Grand Generals of the Darklords.”
“That wasn’t so hard.”
A device in Yulock’s hand started beeping. He smiled.
“It appears they’ve sent some more.”
Darklords Tusos rocked the base as Mosas slammed into it over and over. The base was pure steel, so it wasn’t giving in.
But the Darklords had other tricks up their sleeves. They released a captured ammonite, which bumped into the base. The rage cloud swirled, and all of a sudden, a Leedsichthys came and began smashing the base to bits.
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Sean and Nightshade survived. Timber survived. Willow and his Fire Wyvern survived. That was about it.
“Yulock gave hints about a base in the White Cliffs.” Willow said. They headed off towards mystery and danger.
“Who sent you?” Willow asked Yulock. They sat apart from each other, across a long table.
“I’ll never tell.” Yulock growled ferociously.
“Well, that’s the thirtieth time you’ve said that. It must be the Darklords motto.”
“Alright, you idiot. I was sent by the Grand Generals of the Darklords.”
“That wasn’t so hard.”
A device in Yulock’s hand started beeping. He smiled.
“It appears they’ve sent some more.”
Darklords Tusos rocked the base as Mosas slammed into it over and over. The base was pure steel, so it wasn’t giving in.
But the Darklords had other tricks up their sleeves. They released a captured ammonite, which bumped into the base. The rage cloud swirled, and all of a sudden, a Leedsichthys came and began smashing the base to bits.
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Sean and Nightshade survived. Timber survived. Willow and his Fire Wyvern survived. That was about it.
“Yulock gave hints about a base in the White Cliffs.” Willow said. They headed off towards mystery and danger.
