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Lost in The End: Part 2, an Unstoppable Force

Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-11-2017 6:44 PM

Lost in the End

By GG

Part 2: An Unstoppable Force

The smell of death was overwhelming. Tyran walked timidly through these death-grounds, the smell of rot suppressing his will to eat. His tail swayed back and forth as his sapphire eyes bounced between corpses, analyzing each one and their slash marks. Tyran stopped for a moment, and leaned his neck in to sniff the marks of one of the wounds. He caught the scent of Triceratops flesh from the rotting wounds, and only one predator can successfully take down a trike—his own, Tyrannosaurus. Yet, there was still something more to this, as tyrannosaurs don’t kill with their arms—and there are clear slash marks, eight inch deep.

Tyran pulled his neck back with a confused look on his maw, before twirling around, kicking reddish-brown dust up into the air, and making his way onward. As he moved through the fern-forest, the sound of footsteps in the distance filled him; the air ran cold, and distant thunder could be heard, as closely followed an ear-piercing screech, demonic in its might and ferocity. The young twelve foot tall T.rex had no hesitation, and immediately bolted through the forest near his top speed—going twenty mph. He ran until the bellowing was no more, and by now he was inside an arid arroyo. A stream of water fell down a red-clay hill, the highlight of the rather flat and nondescript desert; mesas, some one-hundred feet tall were in the distance, and a thunderstorm was approaching, as the moon rose high above the land—casting an eerie and beautiful glow across this devastated world.

Tyran’s neck flexed as he let out a low growl, seeing the thunderstorm approaching. He snorted, before beginning a faster-paced walk through the mesa, walking on the edge of his feet to acquire a bounce per-step. He bounce-walked for twenty miles, each step propelling him a great distance, as he wanted—no—needed, to find a place to rest before the storm. As Tyran walked, determination in his sapphire eyes, his powerful ears began to detect the audible vibrations of another theropods steps. He stopped his gait, and looked around, sniffing in all directions. His twelve foot tall frame cast a shadow in the moonlight, as he faintly saw a tail move from behind a small mesa.

The tyrannosaur walked after the tail to see an Abelisaurus, nine-feet tall, attempting to shelter. The abelisaur spread out its stance and bellowed at Tyran, for it was terrified of tyrannosaurs. Tyran however, although in his youth he was already taller than it, had no intention of killing the theropod. He snorted at the abelisaur, before making his way back on the path. The Abelisaurus, was very different as-well, and merely looked at him as he walked, sort of shocked that there was no territorial conflict. He continued to search for a shelter, as Tyran hiked off into the distance.

The thunderstorm was beginning to reveal itself as no ordinary storm, but acid rain. The corrosive liquid melted mesas and hills, and it was closing on Tyran, whom increased his striding speed, going nearly ten miles an hour. The moonlight was eerie, and unwelcoming, as the colossal dust cloud in the sky from the extinction covered nearly one third of it. Narrow shards of light pierced through the dust covered sides, shining on various parts of the land. The air was permeated with the smell of forest, which was pleasant to Tyran, and most other animals. Quetzalcoatlus flew high above the land, covering some of the moonlight even with their colossal bodies.

Chirping could be heard, along with the squawking of small birds, and the cooing of Acheroraptors. Tyran heard these sounds up to twenty-five miles away. He took in the sounds of the world, which was most active at night, using each one to determine what type of animals were active in which direction. To his left, smaller chirps, meaning there were birds rested on trees, and trees meant shelter from the storm. To his right, small dromaeosaurs; they could mean a number of locations, plains, forest, mountainous, even more desert. Knowing small birds meant trees, the young T.rex swung his tail to the right and bolted off to the left—going fifteen miles per hour.

He ran through the hard red clay desert, underneath a massive fallen redwood-trunk, and around a river inside a plains, before finally reaching another forest. The acid rainstorm was isolated to the arroyo, Tyran had outran it and made his way to a shielded forest. He decided he would rest here for the night, and hiked his way through—looking for a suitable nesting spot, each step from his massive feet leaving a footprint in the dry mud. As he prowled through the forest, he passed by a cliff of which fell down fifty-feet to a vast plains—however something was down there. Tyran stopped in his tracks; that same scent he had caught from the animal carcasses he had smelled awhile back was filling his olfactory bulbs.

It wasn’t entirely tyrannosaur, no, it was off. Tyran furrowed his brow and snorted, before slowly and carefully looking to his left at the plains beneath the gorge. An, entity, pale-white, walking upright, with long arms, legs, and a tail on the ground, was eating the carcass of a juvenile T.rex. Tyran’s face was filled with a strange mix of focus and confusion, as he watched this, being, inhale the entirety of the carcass—hurling its neck back to swallow massive chunks of flesh without chewing. It consumed the entire carcass, before focusing on its main objective. There were the unforgettable massive three-footed tracks of a Tyrannosaurus rex leading into a swamp.

The entity walked over to the tracks, kneeled down, and sniffed them with its pale-white snout. Tyran saw, as the creature’s face changed from neutral to pure rage; the being began thrashing around, smashing its fist into the ground and yelling aloud, filling Tyran with the same ear-piercing screech from before. The young rex lowered himself atop the hill, making sure he couldn’t be seen, as the pale-white being morphed itself into a classic theropod horizontal stance, before bolting off at incredible speeds, following the rex tracks. Tyran had a strange feeling that the rex tracks could lead back to his parents, but he feared a confrontation with that, entity.

The young tyrannosaur knew it was too late for him to keep moving now; he hiked over to a small outcropping in the forest, twirled his tail around his body, hinged his thighs next to his ribcage, and laid down—falling asleep instantly. Little did he know what tomorrow held for him.

Part 1: The End

A vast, golden, grassy field. The sun is up high, in a cloudless sky, overlooking the gorgeous land like an eagle. There are massive trees, but there are beasts that rival them as-well. A grouping of Triceratops, twenty to be exact, are grazing in the distance. They graze alongside a herd of Anatotitan, the two herbivore species living in harmony, as ten Alamosaurus pluck green leaves from the pinnacles of massive ferns beside them. Unbeknownst to all these creatures, a family, of the most powerful predator to ever exist—is nearby. Lucky for the herbivores, they aren’t in a killing mood, and are already well fed. Three Tyrannosaurus rex, nested deep within a nearby forest.

The mother’s feathers were a deep pink, practically red—and her scales were the same. She was sixteen feet-tall and forty-five feet long. Her bite-force was around eleven-thousand pounds, and she weighed eight tons. The father tyrannosaur was thirteen feet-tall, also forty-five feet long, and his feathers were an emerald green. He was very thin, and weighed a mere six tons—low for his species. His bite-force was nine-thousand pounds, still devastating. These two had been together for two years, and the mother had laid three eggs in her time. Two were devoured by Acheroraptors, only one survived. That one, a T.rex with slightly red hued green feathers, extremely rare sapphire blue eyes, a practically nonexistent dewlap, and beige scales on his snout, lower thighs, ankles and lips—was special.

The young tyrannosaur blinked, and pulled back his lips that cover all of his teeth so that he could yawn. Yet, as peace seemed to be around the young T.rex, something was off. He looked around, and things were static—no movement, it was as if the birds and pterosaurs in the sky were frozen in place. The young T.rex who was three years of age stood up from his rest and looked around confused and worried. His parents were frozen too, as if this was a painting. He began to panic, and bellowed aloud in fear—before this world he was in began to discombobulate and collapse around him.

He twisted and turned around, before something snapped within him—and he opened his eyes. A dream, the golden grassy fields, the animals—his parents, all a dream. The T.rex used his small but powerful arms to lift him up to one leg, as he shook his body like a wet dog, trying to regain his senses. He looked around, mortified. He was in a swamp, but it was set ablaze, and it was unrecognizable. The heat of a nearby sizzling fire was intense, and it was almost as if the embers were burning him alive. The rex struggled to stand, the heat becoming unbearable. His eyes told him he was nowhere he knew, but his intuition told him this was what has become of his home. The T.rex looked behind him at a massive muddy hill. Deep indentations from that of a big animal were on the hill, sliding down it until finishing at the exact place the tyrannosaur had woke up in.

He had fallen down a hill and blacked out—the only solution. He still had pieces of his memory, although he had lost a lot, and waded through his past, remembering his parents, but most importantly his name—Tyran. The green rex flexed and stretched his legs, getting a feel for his body once again, before slowly and carefully walking through the burning swamp. What could’ve done this? What could have caused so much destruction to this world?

Tyran trekked through the swamp, each motion his thigh muscles rippling, as his neck analyzed what lied ahead. Dense thicket on the right, and the left, but a precipice dead ahead; forest seemed like the safest path, but he was injured and confused, so the young rex went straight—heading for the precipice. He stumbled over, his green feathered tail swaying right and left hypnotically. At the edge of the ravine, he looked down; it was massive, but there was no way across, no way except an old, rotting, collapsed tree to his left. Birds flew up high above the gorge, as the sunset in the distance, casting a royal purple and golden hue across the land.

The air was humid, and the mud underneath the tyrannosaur’s feet was wet and sticky, as he lifted his feet up and slammed his footpads into the Earth—making his way towards the collapsed tree. He placed his right foot atop it, before slowly, and carefully, walking across it—each step making the tree creek slightly. Finally, he made it across, his heart racing. The other side of the gorge was a regular fern forest, although it reeked with the smell of corpses. Tyran stepped off of the tree and looked around at a gruesome sight; corpses, Triceratops, Anatotitan, even juvenile Alamosaurus, lie dead. His first thought was that they had been killed by whatever did this to his world, but as he trotted over—each step echoing across the forest—he noticed the calculated, and wild slash marks across the animal's bodies. There were long, deep, bloody gashes across the bodies of some, and others their necks had been torn out.

No natural disaster could do that, only an animal could, but what animal would kill at-least twenty powerful herbivores, and do it with ease? Tyran didn’t know, and he didn’t want to know, he barely had the courage to survive what he was doing right now. He just wanted to find his parents, and get out of here, but as the sunsets and night rises across the ashes of the North American continent—Tyran feels his chances are lowering.

Part 1 End.

 

 

"To be..A legend, is to be...A savage."

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Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-11-2017 6:48 PM

Love it! I think the parents are Tyro and Tyrani, after all, they left at the end of Tyrants.

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Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-11-2017 6:51 PM

Well a major hint is the colors, if you go back and look through Tyrants, two of the rex's colors may be identical with these ones. Part 2 will be out soon.

 

 

"To be..A legend, is to be...A savage."

Godzilla: King of the Monsters

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Posted Jun-11-2017 6:52 PM

I like it a lot GG. I am very curious as to what will happen next. Keep up the good work!

"Remember, remember the third of November; for a monster brought fear, on all those near."

Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-11-2017 6:52 PM

I called it, the parents are Tyro and Tyrani!

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Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-11-2017 6:55 PM

Thank you KotM, have you read The End yet?

Tyrant, remember when I said Dominum was going to play a big part in this?

 

 

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Godzilla: King of the Monsters

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Posted Jun-11-2017 6:59 PM

GG- Not yet. I'm still reading your Tyrants Chapters. I didn't want to wait, so I went ahead and read your Lost in the End Part 1. But I'm getting to The End soon.

"Remember, remember the third of November; for a monster brought fear, on all those near."

Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-11-2017 7:05 PM

That's fine, take your time!

 

 

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Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-12-2017 11:58 AM

GG I don't remember you saying that. Small complaint but Triceratops lived in herds not packs. Aside from that, great job!

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Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-12-2017 3:16 PM

Well that's a weird typo xD.

 

 

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Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-12-2017 3:22 PM

^*insert video of Trikes slaughtering herds of Hadrosaurs*

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Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-14-2017 1:13 PM

Change, Tyran is not fourteen but three years old. He aged very quickly though and is already twelve feet tall, due to his genes.

 

 

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Something Real

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Posted Jun-14-2017 1:17 PM

GORILLAGODZILLA - You once again provide excellent descriptions to present and vivid and wonderful visual throughout your work! The mother and infant in the beginning were so very sweet and adorable! This is certainly your finest work to date - and I am very much looking forward to seeing where this new adventure will lead. Thank you ever so much for taking the time to create this and share it with us! :)

Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-14-2017 1:22 PM

Yeah GG three sounds more reasonable, I was confused at his being fourteen years of age xD

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Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-14-2017 1:34 PM

SR, thank you so much.

Tyrant I don't know what I was thinking xD.

 

 

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Something Real

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Posted Jun-14-2017 1:35 PM

GORILLAGODZILLA - You are always most welcome, my great friend. :)

Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-15-2017 5:41 PM

This was posted on Jurassic Park's twenty-fourth anniversary. Coincedence? I think not!

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Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-15-2017 8:37 PM

Part 2 is up.

 

 

"To be..A legend, is to be...A savage."

Godzilla: King of the Monsters

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Posted Jun-15-2017 9:08 PM

I just finished reading the second part GG. I really do like the descriptive visual storytelling you do within your writing. I try to do the same also.

This is another good part you've done again. I do still hope that Tyran remains safe still - don't want anything bad to happen to him just yet. Good job again though GG!

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Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-15-2017 9:18 PM

Thank you KotM, I try to emphasize the visual as much as I can, in place of the animals talking.

 

 

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Something Real

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Posted Jun-15-2017 9:30 PM

GORAILLAGODZILLA - I greatly enjoy the pacing you utilize within your story - it is quite excellent! I certainly hope the next day does not bring too many dangers for Tyran! Thank you so ver much for continuing to share this excellent adventure with us! :)

Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-16-2017 5:46 AM

The Abelisaurus is Difference! I WANT TO SEE EARTH, CLAW, EGYPT, AND TYRANCE!!

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Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-16-2017 5:51 AM

I feel like Tyrance is the one who made those tracks xD

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Transformed GorillaGodzilla

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Posted Jun-16-2017 8:40 AM

Day 3 is going to be, interesting, for Tyran, SR.

Tyrant I shall confirm one thing, those tracks were Tyrance's.

 

 

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Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-16-2017 8:46 AM

^

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Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-16-2017 8:48 AM

Also announcing The Tyrant Thunderstorm: The Vengeful Rex. I'll let you guess who the Vengeful Rex is.

Savage.

 

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Draconus Tyrannus

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Posted Jun-21-2017 7:43 PM

When will part 3 come out?

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