Sharpteeth Rally Up
#21 of Out of the Shadows: AnthroLover's Version
Part 21 now avaible.
Sierra flew over the rocky mountains that surrounded Fortress Valley. With his keen eyesight, he scowered the area, looking for one sharptooth in particular. From way up high, he could see the outline of the entire valley. He finally spotted what he was looking for. Sierra took a few moments and dove down as fast as he could. Other sharptooth looked up and saw the speeding bullet heading their way. There was little panic, however, as many of them knew who and what it was.
Sierra stopped abruptly in midair. He took a quick survey, seeing all the sharpteeth who were looking at him, waiting, watching. He felt a bit nervous, but shook it off. "Chomper, sir, I come back with news." He bowed his head.
Two large red eyes stared back at him, glinting with moonlight and anticipation. "Good. Tell me."
Sierra looked up. "They plan on coming here in a few days' time. Littlefoot said at least five days." Chomper cocked an eyebrow. "It's because one of them needs time to heal."
"Ahh..." Chomper said, understanding. "I see. So Littlefoot doesn't want his precious little friends to get hurt, does he?"
The flying sharptooth hopped back up. "No, sir. Doesn't look like it."
"Sierra?" Chomper cooed softly, as he stared up into the sky.
"Yes?"
"There is one more thing I'd like you to do."
Sierra rooled his eyes. "Anything."
Chomper growled out a single word. "Die."
The sharptooth quickly turned around and rushed forward, mouth open! The movement was so fast that Sierra didn't have time to react. Chomper's jaws clamped around him! The flyer squealed with intense pain as the sharp fangs started to impale his fragile body. Chomper applied pressure, and soon his teeth snapped Sierra's body and crushed it flat. Blood gushed from his mouth and stained his teeth. Bones snapped and crunched inside his mouth. The other sharpteeth winced and flinched as Chomper swallowed the body whole. The only evidence of a body left was the streams of blood on his mouth and blood stained grass.
Far from there, a dark-brown figure flying to north, away of Fortress Valley, suddenly winced and gasped, like felling a sundden pain. It halted in midair and looked to Fortress Valley. It growled as narrowed it's eyes.
"Chomper." It growled "You sick, bastard double-crosser."
Loc, one of the sharpteeth there, choked out, "Um...why'd you do that, sir?" Loc, like Chomper, was a horned sharptooth. His horns though, curved inward while Chomper's were straight. Loc has red with a light red belly. His eyes were a bright yellow.
Chomper gave him a sideways glance. "I never intended on him going back. If he spilled the beans, our attack wouldn't work, now would it?" He smiled devilishly. "No, better off to kill him to make sure he doesn't tell." He chuckled evilly.
Loc still seemed a bit disturbed. But he dare not say anything to Chomper. Loc is younger than Chomper, smaller and weaker. One wrong word would be the death of him. "Of course, sir." He backed away to his place. Chomper walked away, and the other sharpteeth returned to what they were doing earlier. Loc seemed a bit uncertain about the sharptooth's plan, but decided to think about it later. He went to the feeding area to eat something. He was starved.
No one noticed that one of the sharpteeth, a purple one with red eyes, had backed away from them into the woods, and when he was out of sight he let out an explosive exhalation. His knees were very weak and he felt like he was going to drop right there, the scene still very fresh in his mind.
"He kills even the ones that he thinks that are on his side." The sharptooth said to himself. "He is more dangerous than we tought."
Chomper made his way back to the den where Dil and Ichy were. They had a bit of time to heal, and he knew that bellydraggers could handle a lot of pain. They were very tolerant. However, the sharpbeak could pose a problem. His fragile bones snap way too easily. Chomper thought of killing Ichy, but if he had, Dil wouldn't be able to go anywhere since she was extremely near-sighted and almost blind.
He could see the moon above the valley. It was in the shape of a sickleclaw's talon. For a brief second, he could see blood dripping from the sharp edges. He turned his attention away and came across the den he was looking for. He stepped inside.
It was dark and damp. Water dripping from openings above. There were a few puddles scattered across the place. As his foot stomped into the puddle, he could hear the splashing of water and feel the cold liquid against his feet. He flinched when his skin felt the icy cold water.
"Dil? Ichy?" He shouted, and heard his own echo bounce among the cave walls. "I need to speak with you!"
Almost immediately, Dil and Ichy emerged from the dark quarters of the den. Ichy still looked a bit beat, and was laying on Dil's back. Dil however looked fighting fit. Chomper smirked. This pleased him very well. "What is it, boss?" Ichy asked, gasping a little.
"I am here to tell you that we are preparing for attack."
Ichy flopped onto his back. "But you told us that yesterday..."
"But this time it's now!" Chomper barked ferociously, startling Ichy and Dil. "Littlefoot is planning on coming here in five days! It only takes a few hours to reach this valley from their valley!" He stalked forward, and Dil backed away nervously. "We must head out in a few hours! They'll be defenseless if we head out much earlier than they."
"But I thought you.."
"I don't remember that." Chomper hissed softly. "Those that attack first, win first."
Dil said, "But that's only as long as you don't underestimate your opponent." Chomper turned his head towards the old bellydragger. "Ichy and I made the mistake of underestimating those little brats. They're tough."
"I know." The sharptooth replied. "That is why I'm taking a precaution and bringing along some sharpteeth from here."
Dil and Ichy looked at each other. "We coming too?"
Chomper gave a nasty smile. "Of course you are." Dil and Ichy seemed a bit freaked out. "You two will pick off the smaller dinosaurs that Littlefoot tries to use against us."
Back outside, a few sharpteet where already gathering up. They knew the time was coming, and they wanted to be ready early to impress the boss. Some of them wanted to be ranked up higher as a general, but most of them were soldiers and a couple were officers. Chomper had never assigned a general other than himself. They think it was because he was selfish and wanted to rule on his own. But others say he just hasn't found the sharptooth with the right skills just yet.
Blueye was there as well, at her side was her daughter, now an almost full-growth sickleclaw, looked almost exactly as her mother, with exception of her coloration. Blueye quickly spotted her little brother, Claw, ahead. They ran forward, and greeted him with smiles. "Hey Claw." "Hi uncle Claw."
Claw did not return the smile. Instead a look of seriousness was on his face. "Hello, Blueye, Sylvia." He didn't have the same giddy personality as Blueye. Claw looked just like Blueye, except he had red eyes, a dark blue body, and white stripes.
"Looks like Chomper's going to be heading out in a few hours." Blueye took a step back. "I am wondering if it's a wise choice."
"Of course it is!" Claw smirked almost playfully. "Those dumb leaf-eaters won't know what hit them."
But his sister still looked unsure. "But what if something goes wrong? What if they know?"
"They won't know." He assured her, and gently nuzzled her face with his own. They didn't noticed that Sylvia seemed unconfortable, like she was terribly nervous.
Nearby, two other sickleclaws were standing there together. They were two females. They weren't sisters. They weren't cousins. They were mother and daughter. One of the dinosaurs was bigger than the other, but not by much. The mother, who was white with red stripes, was named Jade because her eyes were that color. Her daughter, red with white stripes, was named Freeze, because her eyes were pale blue, almost like ice. They stood close to each other, and watched as sharpteeth started gathering up. It was a very exciting night for them all, even if some of them doubted their leader, Chomper.
"Things are started to heat up." Jade said softly.
Freeze nodded. "I know, mother. I know."
Blueye , Sylvia and Claw approached them. Blueye smiled a little, but Claw had a stone face, while Sylvia seemed closed like always, but keeping a hardcore expression. Freeze and Jade looked at them and acknowledged their presence.
"So you ready?" Blueye asked, almost nervously.
"Yes." Jade said firmly. "I am willing to follow Chomper to the death."
Blueye winced. "You think Chomper is leading us well?"
Jade narrowed her eyes. "Those who defy him die."
Before they could continue, Chomper came back. He was closely followed behind by Dil and Ichy. "All right! Enough talking!" Not all the sharpteeth had showed up, but he didn't really care to notice. If the others didn't make it, they'd know where to go: Great Valley.
"Everyone ready to go?" He asked. The sharpteeth nodded their heads once. "Remember, no stopping, no rests. We will continue to march until we get there. You dinosaurs can go a few hours without food or water, can't you?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Good. Once we get to the valley, show no mercy." He hissed. "Kill everyone you come across. Kill them! Kill them! Kill them all!"
The sharpteeth roared approvingly, and, as Chomper walked towards the front to lead, the sharpteeth started their journey to the Great Valley...
While they walked Blueye noticed finally that her daughter was very uneasy. She spoke to her softly. "Sylvia dearling, are you alright?"
The younger sickleclaw noticed her mother's voice and quickly answered, keeping a hardcore mood. "No! I mean... A little."
Blueye only smiled to her daughter. "Don't worry dear." she assured "You just have to be yourself." Sylvia looked at her mother, who had said the same thing for her whole life "Be a great fighter and killer. A great sharptooth warrior, like all your ancestors. And different from that weak traitor of your father." she said the last part with a hint of anger, she once again didn't noticed her daughter face fall when she said the last words. Her eyes filled with a sadness.