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Yu ran as fast as his legs could push him. He didn't know where he was going. But he knew he had to get away from Jackel, who was now pursuing him along with Meta. Yu was still young, not yet fully grown. And he knew too well that he still couldn't reach the top speeds an adult raptor could. He would have to outmanuever his pursuers. As he felt his heart pounding, racing, he saw something ahead. A boulder from the previous earthshake, laying there. It wasn't gigantic. He could make the jump. Not even looking back, Yu stopped in front of the boulder, tensed up the muscles in his legs, and released it in a powerful leap.

He sailed through the air, and extended out his front claws. Time seemed to slow down as he neared the boulder's rocky surface, and felt his claws scrape into the hard stone. He quickly kicked his legs forward, his sickle claw scraping noisily against the surface, trying to push the rest of his body upward. Hearing the sound of racing footfalls, Yu felt his adrenaline rise and he managed to pull himself on top of the large stone. He braced himself near the edge of the boulder, and pounced downward. He quickly pressed himself against the back of the boulder in the dark shadowy part. He could only hope that this would buy him enough time to escape the raptor's clutches.

Littlefoot stepped out of the cave. He raised his head towards the sky. The moon was still out. Littlefoot stared at it for several moments, and then turned his head towards the land he had called home. He shivered. He couldn't believe this is where he had grown up. He could almost see his childhoodself, running along the meadow with his pals, back in the days of innocense. He could feel a tear come to his eye as memories of dinosaurs like Cera and Shorty plagued his mind. Who would have guessed they would have to go this way, in this manner?

"I'm sorry...I should have..." He choked back a tear. His voice couldn't come up with the strength to talk any further. He lifted his head up high, seeing everything as far as the eye could see. He could not see any movement, any life. He wondered if the other dinosaurs escaped, or if they were all dead. "Huh. Some Great Valley..." Littlefoot whispered bitterly. He could vaguely remember a childhood memory, way back when he first met Ali. The Old One had mentioned that lands are changing. "I guess the Great Valley wasn't saved from changing..." He said mournfully.

Then he remembered Ali. She was still carrying the child. He had thought she left, but Ducky had reported seeing her still in the valley. "Why hasn't she left...?" Ali knew it was too dangerous to stay here while the sharpteeth were still around. He would have to find her and talk to her. But before he could take a single step forward, he heard footsteps coming from one side of him. He turned his head over and saw that it was Ali who was trotting towards him. The look on her face was both serious and sad.

"Ali!" Littlefoot exclaimed, sounding both happy and angry. "Why haven't you left the Great Valley?"

"I don't think I should, Littlefoot." Ali whispered sullenly, bowing her head.

"What..? Why not?" Littlefoot asked.

Ali looked up at the sky. While she couldn't see anything, there was still a look of fear on her face. "I know Chomper has his evil flyers up there, keeping watch." She looked directly into Littlefoot's eyes. "If I try to leave, they'd spy me for sure, and then what?"

Littlefoot gulped. He had forgotten about the sharptooth flyers that Chomper had allied himself with. Ali could still fight while pregnant, but the extra weight, even though small, would slow her down a bit, which would give the flyers an advantage. Littlefoot couldn't leave. He had to stay and help the remaining dinosaurs combat the sharpteeth.

"I-I don't know what to do Ali...I..."

"M-M-Messa take girl...Messa protect...g-girl..." A familiar, croaking voice said.

Littlefoot and Ali whipped their heads around to see a spiketail staggering towards them. He was almost unrecognizable. Most of his plates were broken and two of his four tailspikes were ripped off. Deep gashes covered his body, most had stopped bleeding. Much of his skin was stained with blood. But the one part that didn't change was his face, and from there Littlefoot and Ali knew who it was.

"Spike..." Littlefoot whispered. "What happened to you...?"

"Tried...to..save...him..." Spike choked out and he collapsed on the floor. Littlefoot and Ali rushed to his side. Spike looked up at them with dull eyes. "Littlefoot...sorry..."

"We have to find help! Ali, go find Doc and Ducky!"

Ali didn't need to be told twice. She went back into the cave to try and locate Doc and Ducky. Meanwhile Littlefoot stayed by Spike's side, consoling him. Spike was still alive, but Littlefoot didn't know how bad the wounds were. Even if they stopped bleeding, there was the account of how much blood was lost, and how much new blood the body was producing. There was also the risk of infection in the still open wounds. The longneck almost gagged as he saw a tiny fly crawl out of one of the wounds.

Littlefoot nudged Spike to keep him awake. "Spike, who did this to you...?"

"Pr-protecting...f-father...Killed..." Spike managed to say before he went into a coughing fit. Some blood poured out of his mouth.

"Who? Who were you protecting...?" Littlefoot asked cautiously.

(A/N I can't remember if Littlefoot already knew about his father's death or not.)

Spike whispered one word, causing a shiver of cold fear to go through the young longneck's body. "B-B-Bron..."

Littlefoot's eyes snapped wide open, his pupils shrank in diameter. His body started shaking, and a few tears streamed from his eyes. "No...no..." He shook his head, trying to deny the fact that Spike had given him. "It can't be, not him. No someone else..." He looked at Spike. "Tell me...was it Chomper again...?"

Spike could only manage a single nod before slipping into unconsciousness. The mention of Chomper's name caused Littlefoot's mind to be whacked with anger, instense anger. He almost refused to believe Ducky's advice about Chomper being possessed. He didn't have much time to mourn when Ali came out of the cave, followed by Ducky and Doc. Ducky cried out in terror as she saw her adopted brother laying on his side, out cold. She rushed towards his body and threw her arms around him, crying.

"Spike..No..no! You can't die, no no no!" She whispered as she buried her face into his neck, ignoring the blood that was pouring onto her.

Doc seemed a bit horrified by the sight too, but years of seeing stuff like that had calloused him a little. He took one look at Spike, and gave a small smile. "He'll live. He just needs to rest while his wounds heal."

(A/N I have no idea if aloe existed in the dinosaur world.)

While Ducky heard the news and was happy, she still couldn't bring herself to stop sobbing. Doc lowered his head to the ground and snapped off an odd shaped plant. It looked like thick blades of grass with slightly jagged edges, but it wasn't sharp. One of them was snapped in two and Littlefoot could see a clear juice inside of it. Curiousity got the better of him. "What's that..?"

Doc couldn't answer right away. He brought the thick strands of grass-like protrusions and set them beside Spike. As soon as the stuff was out of his mouth, he said, "It's a special plant. You break them in half and set them on top of a wound. The medicine inside will kill off any infection and assist in healing." He watched as Ducky picked up one of the aloe sticks and placed it onto one of Spike's open wounds. When Spike cried out in pain, he said, "They will sting a little."

(A/N Heh my third author's note within the story itself. I got the idea for the alimons protecting the valley from EbonyPatriot's story and Sora's story.)

Without warning, Littlefoot suddenly had a huge plague of memories swarm through his mind. He suddenly remembered his grandparents, before they died, telling him about the alimon guardians. He had never seen an alimon before, but he was told that they looked like longnecks but had sharp teeth and sharp claws. They sounded scary to him, but something just didn't seem right. If the alimons were supposed to be guarding the Great Valley, why did Chomper appear in the valley?

"Say Doc..." Littlefoot spoke up. "Have you heard about the alimons that protect the valley?"

Doc looked at him. "I believe so."

"Where are they...?" He asked softly as he stared at the great walls circling the once paradise valley.

"I have no idea." Doc looked in the same direction as Littlefoot. "It is strange for them not to stop intruders. The only thing I can think of is that either they were overwhelmed by the sheer number of sharpteeth coming or someone who knew magic stopped them..." His voice trailed off as he suddenly remembered one individual who could. "I think I know who did it."

"Did what?"

"I think I know who stopped the alimons from leaving their home in the caves." Doc said solemnly. "It had to have been him..."

Littlefoot whispered, "Who...?"

Miles away, Rex had decided to take yet another walk. He was feeling restless, feeling the tension of the downtime. It's been about two days since the war had ceased, but the smell of battle was still in the air. He was haunted with the smell of rotting flesh that filled the air of the valley now. He went in one direction, his wings spread wide in case he needed to take flight.

"Why did this have to happen? This isn't how it was supposed to be..." Rex now wished he could go back in time to when he was a careless child, back in the days of youth and play, where he didn't have to worry about battles and life and death situations.

He then saw a small lizard. The lizard was a poor excuse for a reptile, being smaller than the tooth of a large sharptooth. It was a bright green with a pale yellow underside. The lizard reminded him of the tinysauruses that Littlefoot told him about. He often wondered where they had gone, but he was convinced that they were hiding underground. They wouldn't be of much help to the others. They would killed killed for sure!

The lizard let out a small chirping sound, indicating it was threatened by Rex's face being so close to it. Rex snarled a little and the lizard started to run away. Without warning one of Rex's eyes glowed red and he opened his mouth to scream something, but something else had happened.

A fireball, small in side, burning with intense heat and flames, formed outside of his mouth and blasted forward like a small bomb. It hurled at the lizard and struck it. The lizard let out a pained scream as the flames burned its body. Rex watched as some of the internal organs came into view and then burst into flames as the fire spread inside its tiny body. Within seconds, the lizard was reduced to a tiny black skeleton, which soon burst into dust and was carried away through the wind.

Rex's eye returned to normal and horror registered in his mind. He looked at his claws, and then placed them onto his snout. He could feel no burn, no pain, no heat. But the smell of smoke and fire was still in the air, and he let out a few coughs. Right where he had struck the lizard, there was no fire, but a ring of ash circled where the lizard once was.

"W-What did I just do...?" He said, shaking in fear.

"Good." A dark voice said from behind him. Rex turned around to see who it was. "It has begun."

"Chomper!" Rex said in fear, but he braced himself for a fight. He was surprised at what Chomper said next.

Putting his short hand out, he said, "I didn't come here to fight. I came here to make a proposition for you." Rex didn't say anything, so Chomper continued. "Why don't you join me?"

Rex breathed out so quickly that a puff of smoke came out. Ignoring it, he growled, "Why would I join you?"

Chomper smiled. "I knew you'd ask that. So I brought a little friend over." He turned his head over his shoulder. "Oh boys...?"

The dracovol was horrified when two sickleclaws emerged from the shadows, carrying a prone figure with them. They held the dinosaur up by his arms. The dinosaur was green with blue stripes. Rex recognized him in an instant.

"Yu!"