Journey Through All Creatures

Chapter 18: Caverns of Lost Hope

Note: Story starts in Achatina, ABC The Island for Section I and has a Prologue. Last chapter in Otter, next chapter in Phiomia

Chapters to the end of Section I: 7

Cave Chapters: Part 2/5

After over two hours, Sodden, sitting on the pteranodon soaring high above the island, approached the wetlands shore in the east. He set his pteranodon down on one of the sandy spots of the shore, near the dirty water filled with piranhas and sarcosuchuses. Sodden put his pteranodon in a cryopod and took out another cryopod. He threw it out and a Diplocalus came out. It was purple on the head, orange on the back, and lime on the belly. It was one of Rod’s mutated Diplocaluses. Sodden got on the Diplocalus and swam dowm to the bottom of the ocean. The Diplocalus’ air sac released a tube and Sodden held it in his mouth and nose so that the Diplo could give Sodden the oxygen. They swam towards the cave entrance. “Okay. We gotta go fast.” Sodden said. He rode the Diplo quickly through the cave tunnels and past the eels, who were trying to catch up. There were some alpha Megalodons coming, but they got stuck in some rocks and Sodden was able to make it through the tunnels and into the first large chamber. He saw some tusos coming and went to the ceiling to avoid the tusos, then some plesios and mosas started coming from the front. Sodden went straight for the ground tunnels and got above ground. He looked around to see a hole in the ground, deep under the water, that would lead him to the artifact. But it was getting colder as he got deeper, and the flak wouldn’t protect him against that kind of thing. His health stat was nothing to be happy about, only 210 health. Sodden sat at Level 71, so that wasn’t really the best, but still pretty decent. It still wouldn’t last if he was slowed down, and there were going to be eels, cnidarias, and probably mosas and sharks down in the artifact chamber. He had to quickly grab the artifact and speed swim out of the cave, because he couldn’t lose his levels. He was so close to being able to do bosses, and he still had two caves to do, both of which were insanely difficult. Then he had an idea. He saw a red drop earlier in the cave. If he could grab the artifact and manage to grab the drop, he could get something good. Hopefully something that would help him in the Strong cave. He looked down at the hole in the ground and dived in, speeding through the creatures going for him. He swam through the coming crowd of eels and sharks and went through another hole, and saw the artifact container. He approached it and took out a stick to lift up the lid, and it fell off. He quickly took out the artifact and swam around the mosas and eels and megalodons. He was approaching the red drop when a Tuso showed up and tried to grab the diplo. Sodden threw out a Basilo to distract it and went right for the drop. He opened it and took out a fur chestpiece. He then got caught by the eels, but before they could kill the Diplo, Sodden threw out two more Basilos to kill the eels and stop them from getting Sodden. He and his Diplo swam straight for the cave entrance and left the cave. The Diplo was hurt, Sodden lost 60% of his health because of the cold, but he got out with the artifact and that was all he cared about. He reached the surface, put his hurt Diplo in the cryopod, and sat down on the sandy beaches, dripping wet and bruised on the back. He looked up and took another cryopod out, and threw it, and his pteranodon came out. He got on and was about to fly back when someone came out of the jungle and yelled for him. “Dude! Hey. I haven’t seen you in a while. Wow. You are bruised. What the heck went down?” The person said. He sat on a Giga, who just ran from the trees. Sodden looked to see Nesan on it. “Hey. Been a while. I just finished the Artifact of the Cunning.” Sodden said. “Dang. That’s one heck of a cave. I hear you’re getting ready to fight the bosses and ascend.” Nesan said. “Yeah… I don’t have that figured out yet. How will we do all that under the covers? Like, without Terad seeing?” Sodden said. “I don’t know. Rod might help you a little. I hear he gave you the Diplocaluses. He really likes them. They’re part of a group of creatures Rod has. Is he still here? The Diplo?” Nesan asked. “Oh, yeah. He’s on me and well alive.” Sodden said. “Good. Well, I guess you gotta go, so…” Nesan said. Sodden nodded, then Nesan turned his Giga around to leave. They walked into the jungle. Sodden took out a shotgun, shot down a Paraceratherium and nearby Pachyrhinosaurus, then got on his pteranodon and set out for Nudon.

As he approached Nudon, he set his pteranodon down on the redwoods river shore near the hills to regain stamina. Sodden shot down a nearby parasaur, then took off again when his pteranodon was ready to fly more. As he got close to the volcano, he stopped again at a river right next to the volcano base for stamina, and as he was waiting a pegomastax ran at him and leaped, snatching some arrows. Sodden turned and saw the pego running with a handful of arrows, then got off and shot it down with the shotgun. He grabbed back his arrows and got back on his pteranodon to go back to Nudon.

When he arrived back at the base and put his pteranodon in the cryopod, he walked to the castle, and Red stood in the doorway. “You’re back. Okay. Come with me.” Red said. He walked towards the forge room and Sodden followed him. They both went to the room and to the map on the wall across the room. “Well… you got two caves left. The Swamp Cave is very dangerous. We don’t have very good Megatheriums, but I think Rod would be glad to help you. And the snow cave, the Strong Cave… well, we gotta think about how you’re going to do that cave.” Red said. “We could use cryopods to get a Rex through the cave, destroying every creature there.” Sodden said. “Yeah, but we also have to consider how stupidly cold it is down there.” Red said. Sodden took out a fur chestplate and gave it to Red. Red looked around it. “Hmm. Oh, my god. Yeah, we got good news and bad news. This thing has 210 cold resist, which is insane… but 130 durability, which is absolutely terrible for its level.” Red said. Sodden gasped. “Okay. Even one Purlovia could destroy it super quickly. I think the ideal thing to do is bring two Rexes and a Yuty. The Yuty would be used to get Purlovias out of their burrows, then the Rexes can handle them.” Red said. “Okay. You got some good fur armor?” Sodden said. “Well… we do have leggings and a lot of Angler Gel that we have stored in our storage room. You could use them to keep yourself warm but you still need to be careful. These bears and wolves could break these armor pieces easily. If you want to make it in and out with all your levels, you gotta be smart.” Red said. Then they heard knocking on the door and Red walked towards it. He opened the door and Rod came in. “Oh, thanks for keeping my sweet Renda safe. I worked for weeks to get that mutation! I doubt she’d be any use to you now, so…” Rod said as he held out his hand. “Uh, yeah. Okay. So that’s the Diplo’s name?” Sodden said. “Yeah. It took me over 5 weeks to get these mutations out and on one Diplo. I knew I could trust you with her.” Rod said. “Yeah.” Sodden said. He took out the cryopod containing the Diplo and gave it to Rod. Rod put it in his bag just then. “Okay, so I came here to help you with the swamp cave. That thing is one heck of a cave. I have some good Megatheriums. The plan would be for you to take one Megatherium to clear out the bugs, then use the other to kill the arthros. That way, you’d be able to get the artifact safely. There’s a shortcut in the first chamber and it’ll get you the artifact without having to face the other one.” Rod said. Sodden nodded. “Well… it’s getting late in the afternoon. You want to wait until tomorrow?” Rod said. “Nah. I gotta do this best as I can. The more I stall, the more suspicious Terad gets. I can’t have that.” Sodden said. Then Serenity came into the room. “That is true. I got some of Nudon’s best tribemates to go out and get some good Rexes and Theris. We will need them. I think a good time to leave is when you’ve completed all the caves and we’re about ready to do bosses. I’d be able to leave Terad and go with you, so as long as he doesn’t catch us, we’ll be fine.” Serenity said. Sodden nodded. Rod gave Sodden three cryopods. “These are some of my best Megatheriums. Don’t worry. They’re easily replaceable unlike the Diplo.” Rod said. Sodden nodded and took the cryopods. He walked out the castle, threw his pteranodon out, then got on. The others walked to him and said, “Good luck!” Sodden nodded then took off for the swamp cave.

Two caves down…

Two to go…

-RelatingHen8906

PS: Did you know the Arks, including The Island, are bigger in this story than they are in the normal game?

The Obelisk

-Chapter 91-

“She’s heading to the Drake Caves,” Cyan breathed. “Something terrible is going to happen, she—” she covered her head. “I’m not sure.”

“I’ll find her,” Moonbeam said. She whirled towards the entrance of the cave.

“Be careful!” Cyan called after them.

“What about us?” Forest asked Moonbeam, running up to her side.

“You’ll stay here.”

“Oh, no we won’t.” Crimson said. Moonbeam turned to her, and the Kaprosuchus glared right back.

“Nyx is our friend.” Forest said to her.

Moonbeam made a slightly thoughtful, slightly worried expression. Finally she looked back at Crimson, her eyes surprisingly full of respect. She gave a curt nod. “Alright.”

“Wait!” a voice came from Forests left as they exited the cave. The group turned as one. It was Orbit, panting as he came up to them. “I’m coming with you.”

“Orbit,” Moonbeam said softly. She stepped forward to look into his eyes. “You don’t have to come. It could be dangerous, and you have to—”

“Nyx is in danger.” He said, interrupting her. “Blazeheart is returning soon, and I am not letting him come home just to find out his daughter isn’t here. I will not return until she’s safe with us.”

Moonbeam managed a small, respectful smile. She leaned forward and softly butt the top of Orbits head with her own. “Come on, then. Let’s go save her.”

Riddles of the Phoenixes series

The War of the Phoenixes.

Chapter eleven: A little bit of help.

As soon as Jay stepped through his portal he fell into darkness. Swirling, whirling darkness. All around him were clean garments thrown into the room he was in. He could hardly breath. Jay seemed to be in some kind of…closet? He stumbled around, trying to find his way out. It seemed to take forever before he latched onto the cold metal doorknob. Slowly he twisted it and fell out of the closet, in a tornado of clothes. Something huge lunged at him. A giant hyenadon. However instead of hitting him, it flew past him and hit the wall. “Ow!” It groaned.

“Ha! Serves you right, you big dummy!” A pegomastax squeaked. Jay stood quickly to his feet, and faced…Josephina and Jaquin. “Josephina? Jaquin?” Jay asked, surprised. “Jay!” Josephina cried happily. Jaquin rubbed his eye where Peggie had scratched it. “Who are you?” Jaquin asked. “It’s Jay! Our brother!” Josephina cried happily. She ran up to Jay and hugged him tightly. Jaquin blinked repeatedly. “I can’t-I don’t remember.” Jaquin said. Jay gently released Josephina and cautiously approached Jaquin. “I can help you remember.” He said. “Let me show you.”

Jay raised his hand and placed it on Jaquin’s forehead. His hand turned from cold to burning hot. Instantly a thousand memories came cascading down on Jaquin. Jay stepped back and watched his brother. Jaquin blinked and rubbed his head. “Jaquin?” He asked. Jaquin’s expression brightened. “Jay! I remember! What happened?! How did we get back from the mission?” Jaquin asked. Josephina frowned. “I think Tom mind wiped us again.” She said.

The hyenadon stumbled to his feet dizzily. “Don’t worry Hailey. I’ll protect you.” It said and prepared to pounce at Jay again. “No, you big dummy! He’s a friend! Otherwise we’d all be dead!” The pegomastax squeaked indignantly. “I must have hit my head.” The hyenadon said and sat down on his haunches. “And also…you would be dead Peggie. I would not be.” Brutus said. Peggie scowled. “Right. Like I believe that!” She said. “Ok you two stop fighting.” Josephina said.

“So why are you back here? Didn’t Tom try to erase YOUR memory?” Jaquin asked Jay. Jay nodded. “Yes. But I’m here to find the medallion room and destroy it. Tom is using the medallions to turn people into weapons.” Jay said. “Well…we need to find someone to help you find the medallion room.” Jaquin said. “What about Marvelo?” Brutus suggested. Josephina shook her head. “Marvelo is headed somewhere. I don’t know where.” She said. Peggie cleared her throat importantly. “I know where the medallion room is!” She said. Brutus raised a eyebrow at her. “You? How is a pipsqueak like you going to know where a room of such important is?” Peggie scowled at Brutus. “I DO know where it is!!!! And if you don’t believe me then good luck!” Peggie cried indignantly.

“It’s OK..Peggie. We believe you.” Jay said, looking slightly uneasy at talking to a pegomastax. He turned to his siblings. “Are you sure y’all want to help me? Y’all could get in trouble? Or hurt!” Jay asked. Jaquin smirked and exchanged looks with Josephina. “Ah cheer up buddy. We can defeat any of Tom’s puny men that come after us.” Brutus boasted. Jaquin and Josephina nodded in agreement. Jay sighed. “All right! Then it’s settled! Follow me!” Peggie called.

The first book starts in achatina and continues in abc order and then the second and third follow it. I hope y’all are enjoying reading this series as much as I am writing it! 😜

-SunnyFox57

Jerboa travels.

Chapter six.

Edward led Helen to her room. “Sorry if it’s small. I only have one guest room.” Edward said sheepishly. Helen smiled warmly at him. “It’s okay Edward.” Helen said. She entered her room bid Edward goodnight and closed the door behind her. There was a wooden bed with a hide sheet on it making it softer and a wool blanket. There was a small wood desk with a chair that was sitting by a tiny window. Helen collapsed unto the bed. “We gotta find a way home.” Helen told Rascal.

Next chapter is in raptor.

-SunnyFox57.

Hello people this is how I got my own pachyrinosaurus.So I checked the info about this dino and I read that their torpor drops pretty quick. So off I went to find some cnidaria.After that I had a bunch of bio toxin and alot of mejoberries.Then i went to find a pachyrinosaurus with my pulmonoscorpius (Barb) and then the search begins.I found one that is alone and I mounted on Barb.Then i hit the pachyrinosaurus using barb.I hit it a few times and then it went to sleep.Then i dismounted off Barb and fed the pachyrinosaurus some mejoberries while feeding it bio toxin when the torpor drops.After a while it was my pet!!! (Warning I hit the pachyrinosaurus using Barb until it was low health until it went unconscious so beware.In my first attempt a random titanomyrma come in and killed it... The pachyrinosaurus also spawns at dangerous places too so be careful) Sorry if this was long😅 I hope you get a pachyrinosaurus soon if your looking for one.

On Rangnarock I got a wyvern and saved Pachyrhinosaurs from pesky Allosaurs! Pachyrhinosaurs are my fav dino to!

I was moving bases and I accidentally made mine rage. I didn’t realize that an oviraptor was killing it as well as my iguanadon until they were both dead. from an oviraptor. i’m depressed. rip

I shot one with a tranq arrow so it would chase my and it did but raptors were chasing it so I tried to kill them with my raptor but me and my raptor died R.I.P to my raptor it never got named.

The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)

Chapter 97a: Retrospection

Drip.

Drip.

Blood piled up like puddles in the rain.

A Carcharodontosaurus angrily grumbled from outside, waiting impatiently.

Gathering around Jerry’s feet, he stared into the darkness in silence. Owls hooted in the distance. The mood was somber. And Jerry’s plan was almost complete. There was so little time yet so much opportunity.

Slowly, Jerry stepped forward toward the dead body.

Then, he lifted his foot and planted it atop its head.

CRUNCH!

Jerry pressed harder and harder onto its skull, and then with a deafening crack, his foot smashed right through the head and hit the stone floor of the cavern.

Squish.

Bits of brains exploded out into the air like a volcano, coating Jerry’s body further in blood. An eyeball landed on the ground next to his foot. Then, hair began to fall on the top of his head.

A smile grew on Jerry’s face as blood continued to overflow the cave. And then the corpses began to glow red.

Splat.

Blood coated the cavern walls and organs littered the ground. A stream of blood hit Jerry on the lips, and he licked it off with his tongue. Jerry’s smile transformed into a grin, his golden tooth dull underneath the moonlight. The Moon cast its rays into the cave ever so slightly, illuminating the room in red and white.

It was an unholy sight.

But Jerry was a god amongst mortals.

And you cannot oppose God.

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~

Bang.

BANG!

“I am going to hurt you.”

The boy squirmed, nervous under his tormentor’s wrath. The tormentor’s gold rings flashed under the fluorescent lights. No cameras in sight, no people in sight, the boy was just a plaything for him. The tormentor grabbed the boy by the hair and then slammed his head into the locker that he had posted him against.

SLAM!

“AH!” the boy cried.

Blood trickled down the back of his head.

The boy had shut his eyes. He slowly opened one of them up and could see his bully’s teeth barred at him like some dog. Despite being just as skinny as he was, he still had him locked in his grip.

“Please,” the boy pleaded, “Let me go. I’m sorry for spilling my water on you.”

“I’m teaching you a lesson,” the bully muttered into his ear, “It’s kill or be killed. Weaklings like you don’t deserve to live. You just end up getting the strong hurt.”

The boy winced, and tears sprung forth from his eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

Clack.

Clack.

Footsteps echoed in the hallways.

The bully’s eyes widened, almost as if he recognized them. The two looked toward the direction of the noise. A tall girl with emerald green eyes approached with her hands in her pockets. She was really muscular, wore a black crop top, gray sweatpants, and had long, wavy, brunette hair that reached her back. More notably, she wore a golden cross necklace. Her hooded eyes pierced the confrontation.

“Oh, Matthew, why are you putting your hands on this innocent boy?” the girl asked. She stepped forward. The bully let go of the boy and stepped away. He raised his hands in surrender, walking backwards slowly.

“He-He spilled water on me. He’s guilty,” Matthew claimed.

Her emerald eyes narrowed.

“I do not care. Violence is intolerable. You are no better than a sinner. Now, shoo.”

Matthew looked at her towering body for a moment before quickly scuttling away.

The girl turned to face the boy. She looked him up and down.

He was a skinny little thing. He had slicked back black hair and wore a white collared dress shirt. He also wore blue jeans. He looked like a typical nerd. However, as the girl stared into the boy’s awestruck brown eyes, she couldn’t help but feel attracted.

“What’s your name?” the boy asked firmly, the fear washed away from his face. A coy smile grew on the girl’s lips.

“Esmeralda. I’m glad you asked. And you?”

The boy paused for a moment, before giving her his name.

“Jerry.”

“Jerry,” Esmeralda repeated, putting her index finger on her lips. She looked up at the buzzing light, pondering his name. Then she added on,

“Jerry, do you want to be friends?”

~

Date: March 19, 2025.

“Hey Esmeralda?”

It was a quiet night at the lonely park. And one year since the two had become friends. They could hear the sounds of crickets in the background, and the stars shone above Jerry and Esmeralda as they sat together on one of the benches below the drooping branches of a large oak tree.

Jerry was scooping up spoonfuls of cherry flavored shaved ice into his mouth.

And Esmeralda was just enjoying the moment, her head propped against the palms of her hands. Esmeralda’s eyes slowly shifted, staring at Jerry with a blush.

“Yes?”

Despite her clear feelings toward him, she wasn’t sure if he felt the same way.

She was afraid.

“I have a question,” Jerry asked. He pointed his finger at the golden cross necklace that was wrapped around Esmeralda’s neck.

“What does that mean to you?”

Esmeralda grasped at the necklace slowly, staring at it attentively. Truth be told, not many people wore it. Not many people believed in God either. People’s faiths had dashed away for quite some time.

But not Esmeralda’s.

“Well,” Esmeralda answered, “It gives me some hope. Do you know what Christianity is?”

“It’s a religion, right?” Jerry said with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes. Precisely that. I’m a believer,” Esmeralda replied with a smile, “I want the world to be a better place. That’s why I always try to step in and help others. If I try my best to be a good person, someone else will follow in my footsteps. Maybe then the world will be cleansed. Maybe then people will have faith.”

Jerry seemed fascinated by her thoughts.

“That’s very admirable,” said Jerry simply.

Esmeralda closed her eyes softly.

“Do you know about the Rapture?” Esmeralda questioned Jerry. Jerry scratched his chin for a moment, and then shook his head. Esmeralda opened her mouth to speak again.

“Not everyone believes in it, even the little Christians remaining in the world,” Esmeralda explained softly, her voice barely a note above the passing wind, “But think of it as the end of the world. All the believers of Christ, dead and alive, will ascend toward heaven to reunite with the Lord. Everyone else will be sucked into hell. Then, humankind will be at peace.”

Esmeralda pointed to her left wrist.

“It starts with the Mark of the Beast,” Esmeralda whispered, “All humans will require some sort of device or item to be implanted into their hand or head to survive. It’s all the work of Satan.”

“You must reject this if you wish to ascend.”

Jerry seemed somewhat confused by her explanation, as if he didn’t fully understand it. But he nodded along anyway. He took another bite out of his shaved ice. The juice of the cherry dripped down his lips like blood. He licked it away, and then got up from the bench. He tossed the cup toward a nearby trash can, but it hit the rim and bounced off, landing onto the floor.

Clatter.

Jerry grumbled to himself in disappointment at his failed throw. He began to walk away.

“Let’s go home now. It’s getting really late.”

Esmeralda got up from the bench and then looked back at the cup on the ground. With a sigh, she walked over to the trash can, picked the cup off the ground, and dropped it inside the trash can.

Esmeralda turned around and squinted her eyes. Jerry was already gone.

She began to walk down the stone path, slowly picking up the pace. The stars twinkled above them, watching. They may have been quite pretty, however Esmeralda had seen them many times. It was no big surprise.

The stench of blood filled the air as Esmeralda reached the sidewalk.

Esmeralda took another sniff. It was gone. She shook her head. It must have been her imagination. She looked onward past the tree lines. It was unusually dark this time of period. Not even the headlights of cars illuminated the area. She could see a sign up ahead that displayed the speed limit.

Twenty miles per hour.

Oddly enough, the sign was coated in blood.

Esmeralda walked past the treeline.

And then her eyes widened at the sight.

“Jerry,” Esmeralda whispered.

His body was strewn across the ground, blood smeared across the asphalt like paint. Shrouded in the shadows, he lay face down. Esmeralda did not want to look. But her body was frozen, unable to move or act.

A car lay on its side, no light pouring from the front. Then, a boy even taller than Esmeralda smashed through the car window. He looked around their age, and he wore red clothing. He rushed over to Jerry’s side.

“Oh my goodness! I’m so sorry,” he apologized profusely. His knuckles were covered in cuts. He turned Jerry’s body over, and then white washed over his face. Whatever he saw clearly wasn’t very pretty. The tall boy reached for his back pocket and pulled out his phone. He looked at it and then tapped on it three times.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Click!

“911. What is your emergency?”

~

There was a buzzing light.

The last thing Jerry remembered was being hit hard in the side, and then blacking out. Jerry could feel a strange fabric on his body, unfamiliar and foreign. Jerry slowly opened his eyes.

He was laying on a comfortable bed, and there was a blue curtain dividing the room in two.

“What happened?” Jerry asked himself. He could feel IV lines attached to his body, and the beeping of a heart rate monitor nearby.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

His heart felt incredibly still. And strange. It felt weird and unfamiliar, yet oddly comforting. He felt less out of breath. He almost felt healthier in a way. Still, his body ached.

And then it all came rushing back into him.

As Jerry’s mind ran rampant, the blue curtain drew back.

A skinny little nurse that was even shorter than Jerry entered the room, holding a clipboard and pen. She studied it curiously, and then looked up at Jerry. She blinked her eyes and jotted something down on the paper attached to the clipboard.

“So it was a success,” she ominously declared. Jerry’s eyebrow raised at her words.

“What do you mean?”

The nurse looked back up at Jerry and then slowly walked up to his side. She looked down at him with a deadpan look. Then, she hit him with the hard truth.

“You were hit by a car a few days ago Jerry. You almost died. You were supposed to. Shrapnel from the vehicle had entered your heart. But, a donor had given their heart up for you.”

Jerry’s eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and relief on his face. He couldn’t believe it. Who would have been generous enough to donate their heart to him? Jerry asked this question, and the nurse quickly strayed away from the answer.

“The donor has chosen to remain anonymous.”

With that, the nurse slowly removed the IV lines from Jerry’s body. Jerry slowly got out of his bed, shaking around his limbs and getting used to walking again. The nurse gave Jerry a fresh set of clothes, and once he got changed, the hospital discharged him.

Jerry walked out of the hospital doors and into the fresh sunlight. He looked up at the sky, enjoying the warmth. Despite what had just happened to him, there was some silver lining in it. At least he was alive.

“Okay. Now I just need to go find Esmeralda. She must be worried sick,” Jerry thought to himself.

But as Jerry continued to take in the sunlight, a tall boy quickly ran up to him.

“Jerry!” the tall boy cried out. Jerry turned toward him, his ears perked. The tall boy had dark bags under his eyes, and something in his hands.

“Yeah?” Jerry asked, “Do I know you?”

The tall boy blinked his eyes.

“Yes. I was one of the-the riders of the car that hit you. I’m really really sorry about what happened,” the tall boy apologized, “I’m Alan.”

“It’s okay Alan,” Jerry told him with a smile, “It’s not your fault. I forgive you. Now if you’ll excuse me I need to find my friend.”

Alan’s head dropped in shame at his words, and Jerry immediately noticed. He suddenly felt very suspicious about this whole situation. And then his suspicion turned to dread.

Alan raised up a small piece of paper in one hand, and a golden cross necklace in the others. Jerry snatched the two trinkets out of his hands, and then took a look at the message. There were only three words present on the paper.

“I love you.”

“She wanted me to deliver it to you after you woke up,” Alan explained, looking around in a panic, “I-”

“Shut up,” Jerry snarled, “Shut up, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!”

Jerry pushed Alan out of the way, and ran away as quickly as he could.

~

It’s raining.

Jerry was kneeling at the base of an oak tree, near the bench where the two had enjoyed their last moments together. He held the golden cross necklace up. Under the clouds, it had no glint to it.

“It should have been me,” Jerry wept, tears falling from his eyes, “It should have been me.”

Jerry’s head dropped in shame, and he continued to cry her heart out for his lost friend.

Because in the end, Jerry loved her too.

As Jerry continued to mourn, he heard soft footsteps head toward him.

And then his head was kicked into the ground.

Jerry dropped the necklace onto the grass and tumbled forward. His face planted in the dirt and a soft, familiar chuckle radiated from behind him. The stranger grabbed Jerry’s hair and pulled him up onto his two feet. Jerry groaned in pain.

“We meet again Jerry, after so long,” Matthew snickered, “News has gone around that your little girlfriend died. Now nothing’s stopping me from kicking your punk face in.”

Matthew turned Jerry around so he could be face to face with him, and then he slammed him into the tree.

SLAM.

Matthew took his fist and instantly drove it into Jerry’s stomach. Jerry let out another groan. He felt his organs vibrate and he felt like puking. He began to grow dizzier.

“How’s a punch to the liver feel?” Matthew asked sarcastically, “Did you know it can kill someone? Crazy, huh?”

Matthew slammed his fist into Jerry’s liver again. Jerry let out another groan.

“How about we find out?”

Jerry’s eyes darted to the golden cross necklace that lay on the grass.

Esmeralda did not deserve to die for this.

Jerry had to be stronger.

Rage began to boil in Jerry’s eyes, as he stared back at Matthew with a glare. His breathing became more ragged as Esmeralda’s heart pumped faster and faster against his chest.

“I hate you,” Jerry growled, “And I’m going to hurt you.”

BAM.

Jerry slammed his skull into Matthew’s, and Matthew let out a cry of pain, clutching his forehead and dropping Jerry to the ground. Jerry landed on his two feet and balled his fist up, slamming it into his ribs.

BAM.

Matthew let out another groan, and his hands dropped to his side. Matthew stepped backward a bit, but not noticing the bench behind him, tripped and landed on his back.

As Matthew tried to get up from the ground, Jerry quickly stepped over the bench and got on top of him. Then he began to lay his fists onto his face.

BAM.

BAM.

BAM.

Over and over, Jerry punched Matthew’s head into the ground. Blood spurt out from his nostrils, and it began to pool around his head as his eyes began to drain of its own life force. Matthew muttered something under his breath, begging for mercy. But Jerry did not care.

And then Jerry began to grin.

“Goodbye.”

Jerry got up from the ground, raised his boot up, and then shoved it right into Matthew’s face.

Over and over and over again.

Blood splattered onto the soles of his boots, and then dripped onto the golden rings around Matthew’s fingers.

And then, Matthew stopped resisting.

Jerry’s breathing became steadier as he looked at the mess he had created. For a moment, he felt bad. But his hatred for others slowly began to rise within him. He crouched down and slowly slipped the gold rings off Matthew’s fingers, placing them on his own.

After wrapping them around all his fingers (except the ring), he walked away from the scene, but not before snatching the golden cross necklace off the ground. The treeline began to disperse as he reached the street where everything had to go to hell.

Jerry crossed the street quickly, placing the golden cross necklace around his neck.

And as he did, he made himself a promise that he would never forget.

~

A roar suddenly shattered Jerry’s retrospection.

Jerry’s eyes opened up, and he looked behind him to see his Carcharodontosaurus, Romeo, standing outside the cavern, tapping its foot on the ground. Jerry grumbled and exited the cavern, entering the outside world once more.

“Jeez, I didn’t take that long did I?” Jerry asked, rubbing the back of his head. Romeo exhaled out of his nose. Jerry fanned the air as he did, and then he rolled his eyes.

“Whatever. Just deal with it. It’s almost over anyways.”

As Jerry took in the scents around him, a familiar smell suddenly entered his head.

Jerry’s grin returned.

“Oh.”

“Alan…”

“I SMELL YOU.”

I once saw these and there was like 10 of them just having a pool party in a raver, I wanted to tame them and find out what they were, so I did a bunch of research and got super excited when I found out about their abilities, but by the time I came back this stooping Jurassic park looking red had killed them. RIP

I just tamed a one of these guys and went to see if I could pick it up with my argy (I can’t ) and the Pachy when unconscious, does anyone know why?

When you use mist it deagros herbivores

So, for some reason I find a ridiculous amount of high level pachyrhinosaurus, Like, Every other group or so I find a high level. I’m on mobile on the island on easy and this is the ONLY creature that does this for some reason, Do I just have weird luck? Or is there a bug no one is talking about? Also I didn’t know where to put this so sorry this doesn’t fit too much in the category

I was wandering down the beach near the mountains and alpine forest area when I saw a bunch of eggs on the beach

Hey people who are wanting to know if this is on ark mobile…..yes it is but I’ve seen them more in the eastern/southern parts on mobile so go there and also when you hit them…..they attack so don’t try and think they are harmless

Me and my friend saw 3 and we killed one tranqed another and stuck by it..... night came, it finally was tamed after shoving a metric ton of narcoberries in its stomach. When it woke up a raptor found a nice snack. It chose to sit there and take it and me and my friend died. These are the most irritating tames ever

I was playing on islandwith my buddie when i dropped one of these on my rivals (wild) on Herbie island and caused the Broncos and Regis to break his base and take his ace dent flak 1000 durability and509 armor and took his dodo luv these guys pls like

I was taming a level 13 pachyrhino at 90% taming effectiveness and the taming bar was at 62%. I was so excited, but then a level 25 Rex came and killed my pachyrhino I was taming 😔👊

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The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)

Chapter 97a: Retrospection

Original Post Date: Aug 20, 2024

Note: Story starts in Wyvern, Aerial ABC backwards filter and has a Prologue. Last chapter in Paraceratherium, next chapter in Pachy.

~

Drip.

Drip.

Blood piled up like puddles in the rain.

A Carcharodontosaurus angrily grumbled from outside, waiting impatiently.

Gathering around Jerry’s feet, he stared into the darkness in silence. Owls hooted in the distance. The mood was somber. And Jerry’s plan was almost complete. There was so little time yet so much opportunity.

Slowly, Jerry stepped forward toward the dead body.

Then, he lifted his foot and planted it atop its head.

CRUNCH!

Jerry pressed harder and harder onto its skull, and then with a deafening crack, his foot smashed right through the head and hit the stone floor of the cavern.

Squish.

Bits of brains exploded out into the air like a volcano, coating Jerry’s body further in blood. An eyeball landed on the ground next to his foot. Then, hair began to fall on the top of his head.

A smile grew on Jerry’s face as blood continued to overflow the cave. And then the corpses began to glow red.

Splat.

Blood coated the cavern walls and organs littered the ground. A stream of blood hit Jerry on the lips, and he licked it off with his tongue. Jerry’s smile transformed into a grin, his golden tooth dull underneath the moonlight. The Moon cast its rays into the cave ever so slightly, illuminating the room in red and white.

It was an unholy sight.

But Jerry was a god amongst mortals.

And you cannot oppose God.

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Bang.

BANG!

“I am going to hurt you.”

The boy squirmed, nervous under his tormentor’s wrath. The tormentor’s gold rings flashed under the fluorescent lights. No cameras in sight, no people in sight, the boy was just a plaything for him. The tormentor grabbed the boy by the hair and then slammed his head into the locker that he had posted him against.

SLAM!

“AH!” the boy cried.

Blood trickled down the back of his head.

The boy had shut his eyes. He slowly opened one of them up and could see his bully’s teeth barred at him like some dog. Despite being just as skinny as he was, he still had him locked in his grip.

“Please,” the boy pleaded, “Let me go. I’m sorry for spilling my water on you.”

“I’m teaching you a lesson,” the bully muttered into his ear, “It’s kill or be killed. Weaklings like you don’t deserve to live. You just end up getting the strong hurt.”

The boy winced, and tears sprung forth from his eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

Clack.

Clack.

Footsteps echoed in the hallways.

The bully’s eyes widened, almost as if he recognized them. The two looked toward the direction of the noise. A tall girl with emerald green eyes approached with her hands in her pockets. She was really muscular, wore a black crop top, gray sweatpants, and had long, wavy, brunette hair that reached her back. More notably, she wore a golden cross necklace. Her hooded eyes pierced the confrontation.

“Oh, Matthew, why are you putting your hands on this innocent boy?” the girl asked. She stepped forward. The bully let go of the boy and stepped away. He raised his hands in surrender, walking backwards slowly.

“He-He spilled water on me. He’s guilty,” Matthew claimed.

Her emerald eyes narrowed.

“I do not care. Violence is intolerable. You are no better than a sinner. Now, shoo.”

Matthew looked at her towering body for a moment before quickly scuttling away.

The girl turned to face the boy. She looked him up and down.

He was a skinny little thing. He had slicked back black hair and wore a white collared dress shirt. He also wore blue jeans. He looked like a typical nerd. However, as the girl stared into the boy’s awestruck brown eyes, she couldn’t help but feel attracted.

“What’s your name?” the boy asked firmly, the fear washed away from his face. A coy smile grew on the girl’s lips.

“Esmeralda. I’m glad you asked. And you?”

The boy paused for a moment, before giving her his name.

“Jerry.”

“Jerry,” Esmeralda repeated, putting her index finger on her lips. She looked up at the buzzing light, pondering his name. Then she added on,

“Jerry, do you want to be friends?”

~

Date: March 19, 2025.

“Hey Esmeralda?”

It was a quiet night at the lonely park. And one year since the two had become friends. They could hear the sounds of crickets in the background, and the stars shone above Jerry and Esmeralda as they sat together on one of the benches below the drooping branches of a large oak tree.

Jerry was scooping up spoonfuls of cherry flavored shaved ice into his mouth.

And Esmeralda was just enjoying the moment, her head propped against the palms of her hands. Esmeralda’s eyes slowly shifted, staring at Jerry with a blush.

“Yes?”

Despite her clear feelings toward him, she wasn’t sure if he felt the same way.

She was afraid.

“I have a question,” Jerry asked. He pointed his finger at the golden cross necklace that was wrapped around Esmeralda’s neck.

“What does that mean to you?”

Esmeralda grasped at the necklace slowly, staring at it attentively. Truth be told, not many people wore it. Not many people believed in God either. People’s faiths had dashed away for quite some time.

But not Esmeralda’s.

“Well,” Esmeralda answered, “It gives me some hope. Do you know what Christianity is?”

“It’s a religion, right?” Jerry said with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes. Precisely that. I’m a believer,” Esmeralda replied with a smile, “I want the world to be a better place. That’s why I always try to step in and help others. If I try my best to be a good person, someone else will follow in my footsteps. Maybe then the world will be cleansed. Maybe then people will have faith.”

Jerry seemed fascinated by her thoughts.

“That’s very admirable,” said Jerry simply.

Esmeralda closed her eyes softly.

“Do you know about the Rapture?” Esmeralda questioned Jerry. Jerry scratched his chin for a moment, and then shook his head. Esmeralda opened her mouth to speak again.

“Not everyone believes in it, even the little Christians remaining in the world,” Esmeralda explained softly, her voice barely a note above the passing wind, “But think of it as the end of the world. All the believers of Christ, dead and alive, will ascend toward heaven to reunite with the Lord. Everyone else will be sucked into hell. Then, humankind will be at peace.”

Esmeralda pointed to her left wrist.

“It starts with the Mark of the Beast,” Esmeralda whispered, “All humans will require some sort of device or item to be implanted into their hand or head to survive. It’s all the work of Satan.”

“You must reject this if you wish to ascend.”

Jerry seemed somewhat confused by her explanation, as if he didn’t fully understand it. But he nodded along anyway. He took another bite out of his shaved ice. The juice of the cherry dripped down his lips like blood. He licked it away, and then got up from the bench. He tossed the cup toward a nearby trash can, but it hit the rim and bounced off, landing onto the floor.

Clatter.

Jerry grumbled to himself in disappointment at his failed throw. He began to walk away.

“Let’s go home now. It’s getting really late.”

Esmeralda got up from the bench and then looked back at the cup on the ground. With a sigh, she walked over to the trash can, picked the cup off the ground, and dropped it inside the trash can.

Esmeralda turned around and squinted her eyes. Jerry was already gone.

She began to walk down the stone path, slowly picking up the pace. The stars twinkled above them, watching. They may have been quite pretty, however Esmeralda had seen them many times. It was no big surprise.

The stench of blood filled the air as Esmeralda reached the sidewalk.

Esmeralda took another sniff. It was gone. She shook her head. It must have been her imagination. She looked onward past the tree lines. It was unusually dark this time of period. Not even the headlights of cars illuminated the area. She could see a sign up ahead that displayed the speed limit.

Twenty miles per hour.

Oddly enough, the sign was coated in blood.

Esmeralda walked past the treeline.

And then her eyes widened at the sight.

“Jerry,” Esmeralda whispered.

His body was strewn across the ground, blood smeared across the asphalt like paint. Shrouded in the shadows, he lay face down. Esmeralda did not want to look. But her body was frozen, unable to move or act.

A car lay on its side, no light pouring from the front. Then, a boy even taller than Esmeralda smashed through the car window. He looked around their age, and he wore red clothing. He rushed over to Jerry’s side.

“Oh my goodness! I’m so sorry,” he apologized profusely. His knuckles were covered in cuts. He turned Jerry’s body over, and then white washed over his face. Whatever he saw clearly wasn’t very pretty. The tall boy reached for his back pocket and pulled out his phone. He looked at it and then tapped on it three times.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Click!

“911. What is your emergency?”

~

There was a buzzing light.

The last thing Jerry remembered was being hit hard in the side, and then blacking out. Jerry could feel a strange fabric on his body, unfamiliar and foreign. Jerry slowly opened his eyes.

He was laying on a comfortable bed, and there was a blue curtain dividing the room in two.

“What happened?” Jerry asked himself. He could feel IV lines attached to his body, and the beeping of a heart rate monitor nearby.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

His heart felt incredibly still. And strange. It felt weird and unfamiliar, yet oddly comforting. He felt less out of breath. He almost felt healthier in a way. Still, his body ached.

And then it all came rushing back into him.

As Jerry’s mind ran rampant, the blue curtain drew back.

A skinny little nurse that was even shorter than Jerry entered the room, holding a clipboard and pen. She studied it curiously, and then looked up at Jerry. She blinked her eyes and jotted something down on the paper attached to the clipboard.

“So it was a success,” she ominously declared. Jerry’s eyebrow raised at her words.

“What do you mean?”

The nurse looked back up at Jerry and then slowly walked up to his side. She looked down at him with a deadpan look. Then, she hit him with the hard truth.

“You were hit by a car a few days ago Jerry. You almost died. You were supposed to. Shrapnel from the vehicle had entered your heart. But, a donor had given their heart up for you.”

Jerry’s eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and relief on his face. He couldn’t believe it. Who would have been generous enough to donate their heart to him? Jerry asked this question, and the nurse quickly strayed away from the answer.

“The donor has chosen to remain anonymous.”

With that, the nurse slowly removed the IV lines from Jerry’s body. Jerry slowly got out of his bed, shaking around his limbs and getting used to walking again. The nurse gave Jerry a fresh set of clothes, and once he got changed, the hospital discharged him.

Jerry walked out of the hospital doors and into the fresh sunlight. He looked up at the sky, enjoying the warmth. Despite what had just happened to him, there was some silver lining in it. At least he was alive.

“Okay. Now I just need to go find Esmeralda. She must be worried sick,” Jerry thought to himself.

But as Jerry continued to take in the sunlight, a tall boy quickly ran up to him.

“Jerry!” the tall boy cried out. Jerry turned toward him, his ears perked. The tall boy had dark bags under his eyes, and something in his hands.

“Yeah?” Jerry asked, “Do I know you?”

The tall boy blinked his eyes.

“Yes. I was one of the-the riders of the car that hit you. I’m really really sorry about what happened,” the tall boy apologized, “I’m Alan.”

“It’s okay Alan,” Jerry told him with a smile, “It’s not your fault. I forgive you. Now if you’ll excuse me I need to find my friend.”

Alan’s head dropped in shame at his words, and Jerry immediately noticed. He suddenly felt very suspicious about this whole situation. And then his suspicion turned to dread.

Alan raised up a small piece of paper in one hand, and a golden cross necklace in the others. Jerry snatched the two trinkets out of his hands, and then took a look at the message. There were only three words present on the paper.

“I love you.”

“She wanted me to deliver it to you after you woke up,” Alan explained, looking around in a panic, “I-”

“Shut up,” Jerry snarled, “Shut up, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!”

Jerry pushed Alan out of the way, and ran away as quickly as he could.

~

It’s raining.

Jerry was kneeling at the base of an oak tree, near the bench where the two had enjoyed their last moments together. He held the golden cross necklace up. Under the clouds, it had no glint to it.

“It should have been me,” Jerry wept, tears falling from his eyes, “It should have been me.”

Jerry’s head dropped in shame, and he continued to cry her heart out for his lost friend.

Because in the end, Jerry loved her too.

As Jerry continued to mourn, he heard soft footsteps head toward him.

And then his head was kicked into the ground.

Jerry dropped the necklace onto the grass and tumbled forward. His face planted in the dirt and a soft, familiar chuckle radiated from behind him. The stranger grabbed Jerry’s hair and pulled him up onto his two feet. Jerry groaned in pain.

“We meet again Jerry, after so long,” Matthew snickered, “News has gone around that your little girlfriend died. Now nothing’s stopping me from kicking your punk face in.”

Matthew turned Jerry around so he could be face to face with him, and then he slammed him into the tree.

SLAM.

Matthew took his fist and instantly drove it into Jerry’s stomach. Jerry let out another groan. He felt his organs vibrate and he felt like puking. He began to grow dizzier.

“How’s a punch to the liver feel?” Matthew asked sarcastically, “Did you know it can kill someone? Crazy, huh?”

Matthew slammed his fist into Jerry’s liver again. Jerry let out another groan.

“How about we find out?”

Jerry’s eyes darted to the golden cross necklace that lay on the grass.

Esmeralda did not deserve to die for this.

Jerry had to be stronger.

Rage began to boil in Jerry’s eyes, as he stared back at Matthew with a glare. His breathing became more ragged as Esmeralda’s heart pumped faster and faster against his chest.

“I hate you,” Jerry growled, “And I’m going to hurt you.”

BAM.

Jerry slammed his skull into Matthew’s, and Matthew let out a cry of pain, clutching his forehead and dropping Jerry to the ground. Jerry landed on his two feet and balled his fist up, slamming it into his ribs.

BAM.

Matthew let out another groan, and his hands dropped to his side. Matthew stepped backward a bit, but not noticing the bench behind him, tripped and landed on his back.

As Matthew tried to get up from the ground, Jerry quickly stepped over the bench and got on top of him. Then he began to lay his fists onto his face.

BAM.

BAM.

BAM.

Over and over, Jerry punched Matthew’s head into the ground. Blood spurt out from his nostrils, and it began to pool around his head as his eyes began to drain of its own life force. Matthew muttered something under his breath, begging for mercy. But Jerry did not care.

And then Jerry began to grin.

“Goodbye.”

Jerry got up from the ground, raised his boot up, and then shoved it right into Matthew’s face.

Over and over and over again.

Blood splattered onto the soles of his boots, and then dripped onto the golden rings around Matthew’s fingers.

And then, Matthew stopped resisting.

Jerry’s breathing became steadier as he looked at the mess he had created. For a moment, he felt bad. But his hatred for others slowly began to rise within him. He crouched down and slowly slipped the gold rings off Matthew’s fingers, placing them on his own.

After wrapping them around all his fingers (except the ring), he walked away from the scene, but not before snatching the golden cross necklace off the ground. The treeline began to disperse as he reached the street where everything had to go to hell.

Jerry crossed the street quickly, placing the golden cross necklace around his neck.

And as he did, he made himself a promise that he would never forget.

~

A roar suddenly shattered Jerry’s retrospection.

Jerry’s eyes opened up, and he looked behind him to see his Carcharodontosaurus, Romeo, standing outside the cavern, tapping its foot on the ground. Jerry grumbled and exited the cavern, entering the outside world once more.

“Jeez, I didn’t take that long did I?” Jerry asked, rubbing the back of his head. Romeo exhaled out of his nose. Jerry fanned the air as he did, and then he rolled his eyes.

“Whatever. Just deal with it. It’s almost over anyways.”

As Jerry took in the scents around him, a familiar smell suddenly entered his head.

Jerry’s grin returned.

“Oh.”

“Alan…”

“I SMELL YOU.”