"No way, pal. I'm not
leaving you alone down here. With all that commotion, I can guarantee it got
things stirring. We go together, or not
at all."
Cramer was about to argue when he
heard a noise about twenty feet away in the brush. Arnold
reached for his spear, slowly picking it up, holding it in both hands, and
stepping a few feet ahead of him.
"Give that to me," he
ordered.
She glanced back, grinning.
"Thanks for the chivalry, but what the hell are you going to do with that
broken arm?"
Suddenly, four creatures
about as tall as an average ten-year-old jumped from the bushes. Each
creature tilted its head as they tried to decide what these strange looking
animals were. They almost seemed to
huddle together, planning their next move. Arnold
saw they were about six feet in length, weighing about seventy-five
pounds. They were a brownish, yellow
color with broken yellow stripes around their backs that seemed to blend when
they reached their stomachs. Their arms were thin and human length, with claws
on each of its three fingers. They had a
bone structure similar to a bird, and jumped when they moved, bobbing their
heads in the human's direction. She
thought they seemed fragile until she saw their toes and strong legs. On one toe of each foot was a large, curved
claw that looked razor sharp. The most
amazing thing was the black and white tipped hair-like feathers starting on top
of their heads, continuing down to the tip of their tails. "Here's the Captain's
meat eaters," she simply said, looking at the exposed sharp teeth
extruding from their jaws.
She blew a strand of her dark,
blond hair away from her eye, watching the group tensely. Though scared, she was also excited,
realizing, she'd be the first human to take on a dinosaur. Her body shook slightly as fear and
adrenaline flowed through it, forcing her to gripped
the spear tighter, and waited for the confrontation to begin.
Cramer look
around, gathering some football size rocks while Arnold stared the
animals straight in the eyes, trying to intimidate them.
A Dromaeosaurus
bopped its head, making a clicking sound. Suddenly, it rushed in while the
others stayed slightly behind.
Arnold
spun completely in a circle, swinging the spear like a club, knocking the
creature down. The spear hit the animal
in the neck, breaking the thin bone.
Watching their comrade fall,
another hissed and attacked, as if they decided to take turns. Waiting for the
exact moment, she fell on her back with spear up, catching the creature in the
stomach. She placed the end of her spear
on the ground, using
the Dromaeosaurus' own momentum to carry the impaled
creature behind her. It landed on the
ground slashing with its claws and teeth, trying to remove the spear.
Cramer threw a rock, hitting it
on the head. With both arms, he
painfully grabbed a larger one, pounding the stunned creature's thin-boned
skull.
Jumping up, she turned toward the
other creatures in a defensive posture, realizing she might've just run out of
luck, as she reached for her scalpel and waited. Exhausted, and with no real weapon, she knew
this might be the end. The dinosaurs
might be small, but still powerful enough to take on an unarmed human.
Tilting its head, it snarled,
exposing its teeth, and scrunched down, leaping.