Prologue

In the middle of the night, eight young dinosaurs were running for their lives. This group of young'uns consisted of an Apatosaurus, a Stegosaurus, a Triceratops, an Oviraptor, a Parasaurolophus, a Pteranodon, a Pachycephlosaurus, and a Therizinosaurus, "Are they still chasing after us?!" the Apato yelled. The Oviraptor looked back.

Chasing them were four Tarbosauruses accompanied by two Tyrannosaurus Rexes. One of the Tarbos roared at them, "They're still after us!" she said. The Trike glanced back at the six pursuing carnivores, "They just don't give up!" it said.

The Tarbos and the Rexes continued chasing after the young herbivores. A faded-green Tarbo communicated with a reddish-colored Rex, "You chase them that way, then we'll cut them off, chase them towards our pack, and then we'll have them cornered!" it said.

The Rex nodded, "Got it." it said. The two Tarbos and the Rex continued chasing the young herbivores straight, while the other Tarbos and the other Rex split off to the right, "This way. They're heading towards Ambush Alley. That place has its name for a reason. If we do this correctly…we'll be blocking them." the green Tarbo said.

The herbivores saw half the carnivores split up, and they didn't know what they were doing, but they did know that they were planning something, "What are they doing?" the Pachy said. The Therizino looked to the right, "I think they're going to cut us off. Go left!" it said. The Therizino darted to the left, and the rest of them followed behind.

The carnivores realized that they knew, "No! They figured it out! New plan. Flank them to the left, but don't let them see you!" the green Tarbo said. The others heard him, and they slowed down. They went to the left side after everyone was completely out of sight so that the herbivores didn't spot them. Once they were on the left, the Tarbos and Rex made sure that they weren't within visual range of the herbivores.

It was working. The herbivores never saw them change sides, and they still thought they were going to flank them from the right. Then, the thickness of the trees diminished, and the herbivores entered a flat, open mountain pass. The carnivores entered the plains only seconds behind them. The other carnivores emerged to their left and they started to merge towards the herbivores, who were starting to panic, "Oh, no! They're about to cut us off from the left! Run faster!" the Therizino yelled.

They all went to sprinting as fast as they physically could, but the carnivores were faster. That and also the fact that the carnivores now had their whole pack of 3 more T-Rexes, another Tarbosaurus, and 5 Carnotauruses start converging on the poor herbivores. They hoped to just barely make it through the brigade of teeth, but they weren't fast enough. The carnivores blocked them, and they all came skidding to a stop.

They turned around to run the other direction, but the carnivores had surrounded them, "No! We're trapped!" the Pachy yelled. The carnivores' mouths started watering, and the green Tarbo started approaching them, "What? You!? Of all the ones to be trying to kill us, why you!?" the Apato yelled. The Tarbo lowered his head, "Why? WHY!? You know why!" he roared.

The herbivores knew what he was talking about, "You can't blame us for what they did! We hadn't even hatched yet!" the Therizino said. The Tarbo bared his teeth at him, "They were your relatives! They were all relatives of all of you, and they killed ours." he growled. "No!" the Apato yelled.

Then, a blue-eyed, female Tarbosaurus started eyeing the Stego. The Apatosaurus tried to reason with the carnivores, convince them or their innocence, "Don't kill us! You have to realize that what happened was an accident! It wasn't our fault!" he yelled. The Tarbo got a feeling deep down in his heart, but then the memory of the terrible day came rushing back to him.

It was 18 years earlier, and the Tarbos were all together and the mother and father were taking their 3-year-olds on a hunt. For the past 2 years, they had taught their children the dangers they had to be careful of, what tactics worked best when stalking the prey, and everything else their children needed to know. They had also made their kids watch the two of them when they were hunting.

They observed and quickly learned what their parents' main tactic was. They either divided and conquered, or they chased and ambushed. They knew what to do. Now it was their turn. Their parents picked their children's target, a juvenile Protoceratops wandering away from the rest of the herd. They instructed their children carefully on how to kill a Proto. To make up for their small size, they were amazing at running away.

They all were anxious for their first hunt, so they weren't really paying attention to their parents' instructions. Eventually, they let their children go after their target while following behind them, just in case something happened. Little did any of them know that something was. The four younglings were hiding in the bushes near the Protoceratops.

Their parents had taught the four never to rush. Be patient until you find the perfect opportunity. When they found theirs, they all sprang towards their target. The Proto had no time to react before he had his jaws around its neck, his brother, was biting on to the Proto's leg, and their sisters were biting onto its tail. Then, he made the final kill, breaking the dino's neck.

However, before they could begin to eat their kill, there was the faint sound of thundering footsteps in the distance. Their parents tried to call their young ones to them, but they didn't listen, they were focused on eating their kill. But as they were about to start tearing off pieces of flesh, a herd of Parasaurs, Trikes, Stegos, Ankys, and about 3 Carnotauruses in total. They were running away from something, but in the process of doing this, they were also running towards the children.

Instinctively, they all started running away, but they couldn't outrun a stampede of fully-grown herbivores. Their parents started running alongside, trying to find an opportunity to get their kids out of the stampede. Eventually, the stampede was gradually getting closer to a cliffside.

The four cried to their parents for help. Then, a Parasaur tripped over a rock, which an Anky tripped over that, which made it roll over, making its tail hit a Trike in the face, which then started a chain reaction.

Then, two of them were about to get crushed under an Anky, but then their mother charged in and knocked them safely out of the way, but the Anky accidentally hit her in the face with its tail, dazing her, and then she was shoved out of the way by a Trike. But now the stampede was now alongside the cliff, and so was she.

After that, he didn't want to relive any more of that day. But then his fury came back, "I don't care if it was unpredictable events! Our parents were killed, and so are yours." he said. The herbivores' eyes all opened in terror. Then, more carnivores started dragging the dead bodies of all of the herbivores' parents and relatives out from the trees. "You killed our parents? Why!? It wasn't their fault that your parents died, either. Since it was an unfortunate series of events, nobody should take blame." the Apato said.

The Tarbo was getting more and more furious as the herbivores continued refusing to take responsibility for their actions, "It wasn't an accident! We were all there, and we saw it all happen! Your kind killed our parents, and both they and all of you are responsible!" the Tarbo snarled.

The Apato was not stopping, "How can you put the blame on our parents when none of them were even there? Not only that, but how can you put the blame on us when you know very well that none of us were even eggs when your parents died? It just happened!" he yelled back.

The Tarbo was really starting to get agitated at the Apato specifically, "You know what? Right now, there are some of you who truly need to take the blame for something you very well know you did. You killed all of our parents because you and your arrogant relatives cannot accept that the fact that neither any of us nor any of our parents are to take the responsibility for the deaths of yours! None of you can accept that what happened on that day wasn't anyone's fault! Nobody could have possibly known that that was going to happen, and nobody was trying to kill your parents! You all know very well that I am right!" the Apato yelled.

That was it, the Tarbo snapped. He gave a loud, bellowing roar that could've been heard from almost 10 miles away. Then, his head started coming down on the Apato, "NOOOOOO!" he screamed.