The survivors

Season one: Chapter three: A new friend

John Landed on his back, exhausted. After laying there panting for a moment, he finally got a good look at the creature. John studied the animal, from the red feathers on its neck and tail to its green scales and sickle claws on its foot. ‘Wait a minute,’ John thought.

‘That almost looks like a…..’

“Utahraptor,” he whispered aloud. “No,” John said to himself. “That shouldn’t be possible.”

However, he didn’t have much time to process the fact that he was in a situation he would’ve thought impossible a moment ago, because the raptor went from snapping at him to seemingly calling out. John scrambled to his feet and continued running. He eventually came across a creek that ran at a downhill and was no deeper than three and a half feet deep. As John began to wade through the water, he heard a splash to his right. As he turned his head to see what it was, he saw a massive crocodile with a long snout than ended in a bulb shape lunging at him. John screamed as he jumped out of the way, landing face down with the top half of his body out of the water. John flipped around and crawled backwards as the crocodile began walking towards him. Just as the beast lunged for John, a massive set of jaws that John could only assume belonged to a T. rex descended from the canopy and clamped around the croc. John scrambled to his feet as he continued running. But than, something lunged at John from the tree line. As John struggled to keep whatever had ambushed him off his body, he realized it was another raptor. John barely had time to register what was happening before another one burst out of the treeline, heading straight for him. Before it could even reach him, however, an arrow shot out from behind John and struck the approaching raptor in the head. Just as the raptor that was on top of him looked up at where the arrow had come from, two more sped toward it, one striking it in the throat and the other hitting it in the chest. As John looked around for whoever had shot the arrow and saved his life, a voice spoke from the forest.

“First time?”

To be continued

By Dinasnore