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The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 51: Hardcore Reader
Original Post Date: Apr 9, 2024
Note: Story starts in Wyvern, Aerial ABC backwards filter and has a Prologue. Last chapter in Liopleurodon, next chapter in Manta.
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It was definitely a beautiful day outside. The birds were singing and the flowers were blooming. There wasn’t a cloud in sight. The sun was bright, but not too bright, and the clouds were there, but there weren’t too many.
Warren was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he drove down the highway. He was singing a little hum and was listening to the news on the radio. It seemed to be an announcement from the President.
“Dear citizens of the United Republic, I come to inform you of something absolutely tragic,” the President announced with a booming voice, “The seniors of Terran High, who were just about to graduate…”
“Have mysteriously disappeared approximately a week ago.”
Warren sighed and switched the radio channel. Good ol’ Guy surely didn’t know anything about the situation other than the fact that they disappeared.
Looking at his GPS, Warren could see that he was almost at his destination. A humble abode that was straight off the highway. It was right smack dab in the suburbs of Star City.
Warren made a turn off the freeway, and a few more minutes later he arrived at the home. It was not his, nor was it any of his coworker’s, but it was someone he wanted to question about the disappearances.
It was a man named Calem.
After that night where he investigated the enigmatic platform known as the “Dex”, the next day, Detective Darren had given him a file on Mr. Mo, the principal’s background. Apparently he was quite the illusive man, his father and mother were unknown, and he also had a wife who mysteriously disappeared. He had a son, but he had run away from home and was never found.
Because Mr. Mo had no family, there was only one person Warren could interrogate. People close to him, and Calem seemed to be one of them. Calem was part of the Terran High Alumni and had graduated from Terran High four years ago, all the way back in ‘23. He was well known for being a critic of literature and had read over 10,000 books in his lifetime. Apparently.
“He might be able to tell me more about what type of person Mr. Mo is, and, if there’s a chance, he might have even read Tales of Evolution and Survival itself if he was such a hardcore reader…” Warren thought.
As Warren approached the house in his vehicle, he spotted a police car parked outside. He squinted his eyes at the car, and then saw a woman with long blonde hair stepping out. It was Sam.
Warren’s car slowed to a halt, and Sam turned around. Sam stared into the window, and then furrowed her brow, putting her hand up and giving Warren the birdie. Warren groaned and rolled his eyes at the sight.
Warren parks the car near the curb and steps up, slamming the door behind him and trotting up to confront Sam. Sam was crossing her arms. She was still in a tank top and black sweatpants. There was a walkie-talkie attached to her tank top, and she was also wearing sunglasses on this warm day. She looked like she had just gotten off work.
“What do you think you’re doing here?” Sam spat.
“I think I should be asking YOU that,” Warren replied, tugging on his red tie. He adjusted his tuxedo. Sam looked at his tuxedo with amusement.
“Pshh, questioning. Why are you here, trying to score a buck with a hot babe or ‘somethin?”
“What the-” Warren began to turn red, “Absolutely NOT! That is outrageous! I’m ALSO here for questioning!”
“Questioning here too? Well that’s too bad, I’ve gotten here first bozo so SCRAM.”
“I don’t think so Sam. I’ve been planning this for a long time, and I’m not going to go away just because you said so.”
“Yeah you pulled it out of your ass last night I’m sure of it.”
“How’d you know- Wait, you didn’t hear that, I DID NOT!”
“Just go away and let the grown ups handle it, okay hon?”
“I didn’t know we were resorting to name calling now. I’m not a little kid Sam.”
Just then, someone cleared their throat. Warren and Sam turned to see a guy with blonde hair standing there crossing his arms. He was packing on quite a bit of muscle, and he had a nice tan along his body. He looked a bit like a surfer. Notably, his blonde hair was fading to black. He had a slim fit black shirt with the text, “READING IS COOL.”
“What are you two bums doing outside my house? Get out of here!” the man demanded, waving his arm away, “I didn’t pay for this humble abode in the suburbs, to have my personal property INVADED BY HOMELESS SQUATTERS.”
Warren blinked his eyes and put his hands in the air in surrender.
“W-Wait sir! There seems to be a misunderstanding, I’m not a bum… I’m just here to ask questions-”
Sam suddenly interjected and put her hand over Warren’s mouth.
“Don’t listen to this bum, he’s just an old fart whose bones are so brittle they’re fit to break,” Sam sneered. Warren pulled Sam’s hand off his mouth and continued to banter. Somewhere within that argument, both Warren and Sam managed to reveal why they were there. The man sighed and rubbed his face.
“Rick’s gone and now this happens… Whatever. I’m not taking sides here, so either you both come in to interrogate me, or no one will. Man you two sound like a grumpy old couple who hate each other,” the man said. Sam began to glare, scoffing at what he had to say, and Warren looked gloomy after what he said.
“Psh, just remove the grumpy old couple part and you’d be 100% accurate,” Sam said with hatred in her voice. Warren shuffled uncomfortably.
“Is that really how you feel about me?” Warren thought solemnly.
The man rolled his eyes, tapping his slipper impatiently on the sidewalk.
“Okay, are you going to question me, or am I going to have to shoo you away?”
“I’m not even going to bother. Just don’t question any of us,” Sam blurted, making her way back to her car. Warren leaned forward and quickly grabbed onto Sam’s hand.
“Wait… Sam,” Warren said. Sam turned around and looked at Warren with wide eyes, then at her hand.
“I know we hate each other, but… let’s just do this for our son, okay?” Warren pleaded. Sam frowned a bit, looking into Warren’s eyes. Warren could feel his heart thump.
“Fine. Okay, let’s go.”
The man smirked.
“Well, they say those old grumpy couples always make up to each other.”
“Shut up.”
The man walked up to the front door and went inside his home. Warren and Sam followed closely behind. Upon entering they were greeted with the fresh smell of papers. Warren looked to the left to see gigantic shelves that were absolutely packed with all sorts of books, from non-fiction, to fiction, from action to slice of life, from romance to fantasy, it was there.
“I guess he really is a hardcore reader,” Warren thought. As Warren’s eyes scanned the bookshelf, one caught his eye… The Obelisk. He could spot the author’s name on the spine: Moon.
“That’s the person I saw messaging on the Dex,” Warren realized with wide eyes.
The man cleared his throat and sat down on a rocking chair. Both Warren and Sam took a seat on the living room couch. There was a glass coffee table in front of Warren and Sam. Warren was staring at his reflection in the glass.
“I think we should introduce ourselves properly,” the man said, “I’m Calem.”
“Warren.”
“Sam,” Sam said matter-of-factly, “Okay I want to go first.”
“No, I will,” Warren argued, “I was the one who convinced you to stay.”
“That doesn’t mean jack, Warren! I’m the only reason we can even interrogate him right now!”
The two began bickering again, and Calem slammed his foot on the hardwood floor in anger. The two turned to him in fear.
“Shut up, your arguments drive me mad! Just rock paper scissors and the winner goes first!”
Sam and Warren turn to each other again, putting their hands out to play. The two squint their eyes at each other.
“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!”
Warren played rock, and Sam played scissors. Sam groaned.
“Best of 3.”
“Nope. Warren, you’re first.”
Warren turned to Calem and cleared his throat. He felt his face getting hot as Sam stared at him impatiently.
“So, um, do you know anyone related to the, uh, incident?”
Calem’s face dropped, and he looked at his feet with a frown and dull eyes.
“I do. My little brother Rick… I care about him a lot, you know. I was best buds with him. He became a hardcore reader just like me,” Calem said. He looked up at the chandelier, reminiscing, “Oh the days we’d get together under the big tree’s shade and read a good story… Good times.”
Warren looks up at Calem. He looked so sad.
“Poor dude,” Warren thought. He looked up at a picture frame on the wall. It was a picture of Calem and a boy who looked a little younger than him, and he also had blonde hair. That was probably Rick.
Sam suddenly slaps Warren.
SLAP!
“OW. What the heck?!” Warren barked.
“You’re not even asking important questions, you’re just putting our host down!” Sam scolded him.
“You know it’s against the law to hit someone…”
“It’s not illegal if they deserve it.”
“I don’t deserve it!”
Sam shut her eyes and turned to Calem.
“I’m sorry about what you’re going through, Calem, don’t worry, you’re not alone in this,” Sam reassured him, “We two are questioning you for the exact same reason. Our son was also caught up in this mess, and we just-”
Calem looked up and his face brightened. He pointed a finger at them and began to laugh.
“BA HA HA HA! I knew it, I knew you two were just an old grumpy couple!”
Sam sneered at Calem. Calem immediately stopped laughing, putting his finger down.
“Sorry. Um, why don’t you ask the next question?”
` “Okay, okay, has your little brother, Rick, been able to communicate with you at all after the disappearances?”
Calem shook his head.
“Nope. He wouldn’t have been able to, anyway. When I graduated, they made us put on these graduation robes. Even though they had pockets for SOME reason, they made us put our phones in lockers. Soooo, no. He has not been able to reach out to us.”
“Damn, I was thinking we could track them,” Sam cursed. Warren’s face lit up, an idea sprouting in his mind.
“Wait, we might be able to,” Warren thought, “There’s no way that ALL of them left their phones in their locker. At least one had to have taken their phone with them.”
Warren turned to Sam.
“Sam, is the crime scene still up?”
“Huh? Yeah, but don’t bother getting your hopes up. You’re just a sheriff. I’m not letting you in.”
“I guess I’ll go there next.”
Suddenly, the walkie-talkie that was clipped to Sam’s tank top began to buzz.
“Unit 6 do you copy? We’ve got reports of an assault downtown at the bar, I think you should go there and neutralize the situation now!”
Sam pressed a button on her walkie-talkie and barked back.
“And so what?! I’m in the middle of something!”
“Everyone else is still investigating Terran High! You are the closest unit to the bar, so YOU have to go. That’s an order!”
The walkie-talkie stopped crackling and Sam groaned. She got up from her seat and began to leave.
“Gotta go.”
Warren jumped up from his seat and began to run after her.
“Wait, let me come!”
Sam turned around with vigor on her face.
“No. You’re not. You’re just a sheriff.”
“Doesn’t matter, I won’t let you get-” Warren quickly cut his sentence off, trying to find the correct thing to say, “I won’t stand by and let innocent people get hurt. My last name isn’t Justice for no reason.”
Sam rolled her eyes.
“You’re so cheesy, ugh, fine, you can come. But don’t expect to ride shotgun, you’re going in the back. Like a prisoner, nyah hah hah!”
Sam laughed like a villain. and pranced out the door. Warren turned to Calem, and put a hand on his shoulder. He reached into his pocket and pulled his phone out, showing a contact list to Calem.
“Put your number here so we can talk later. I think we can figure out a lot if we work together.”
Calem looked up and smiled. He reached up and tapped his number on the dial.
“Heh, you’re right. You and that blonde lady are a funny duo, you two probably love each other more than you let on,” Calem snickered. Warren felt his other hand go numb.
“Sure,” he said woodenly. Calem finished typing, and he leaned back in his rocking chair.
“Well, good luck with whatever crime you gotta stop. Guess you two aren’t bums after all.”
“Thanks. See you soon, I s’pose.”
Warren walked out the door, and Calem peeked out the blinds of the window to see Warren clamber into the passenger seat of the police cruiser. Sam shoved him out, slamming the front door and locking it shut. The police cruiser began to drive off, and Warren put his arm out in dismay. Warren rushed into his own car and began to drive off after her.
Calem smiled, looking at the bookshelf which held his collection of stories. One book was noticeably gone from its spot.
“Where could you be, Rick? Where could you be…”
This dino is actually for me in ark mobile is easier to find than mosa because I was riding my ichy and found 3 just by going to herb island/my base to red ob right when I was taming it a alpha lvl 30 mosa came along with tuso and ammonite accidentally hit the ammonite and I bet you know the rest of the story😂😅😐☠️😡🤬
I was just exploring with my icthy until I found one of these… I thought they were nice since it’s basically like the unicorn… for a while it started swimming around me and looking at me which felt like a moment from a fairy tale when the main character finally encounters the creature that was thought to be just a myth… so anyways I just sat there enjoying this magical moment until the damn thing started darting right at me then attacked my icthy… I kept running but it just wouldn’t leave me alone even when I reached the surface… I then remembered if you hit them they teleport away BUT IT F*CKING DID NOT
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.
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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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