The view was gorgeous.

There was no other way to describe it. The view from Vivosaur Mountain was always breathtaking no matter how many times you saw it.

"Hey! Dino!" My trance was broken by a voice behind me.

"Oh! Hey, Todd," I said as Todd stopped in front of me to catch his breath. He'd obviously run most of the way from his house.

Todd was a strange boy, even if he was my best friend. He'd always openly sought danger, but when it showed it face, he always pretended to have a stomach ache, though no one believed him.

He finished catching his breath and readjusted his safari hat, "It's just up here, where they say wild Vivosaurs are!"

Vivosaurs. Revived dinosaurs that are given special powers and used for battling. They are kept in Dino Medals as to not go on a rampage or anything like that. This fact made me shake my head at the green-clad boy, "Todd, you know there are no such things as wild Vivosaurs. They have to be revived."

"Then why did they try to block off the way?" He retorted.

He had me there. There was no posted notice on the barricade as to why the path was unsafe.

Todd smiled in victory. "Well, let's take a look!" he said and bolted toward the path up the mountain.

"Wait!" I yelled chasing after him, "Isn't that illegal?"

"C'mon," he looked back and rolled his eyes, "we won't get caught."

But we will get eaten, I thought to myself and continued to chase after him.

"Where are you, Vivosaurs?" Todd asked no one in particular. Once we'd reached the top.

We'd been looking for ten minutes, and there hadn't been a sign of a modernized dino. I was recommending returning home, when we heard a deafening roar!

We looked toward the source of the sound. A large grove of trees. Todd and I started to inch closer to the foliage.

Trees snapped as a huge blue Vivasaur bolted out of the trees towards us. We did what any sane person would do. We ran the other way, screaming. My breath caught in my throat as we reached the edge of the cliff. I turned around to see the large carnivore slowly moving towards us, knowing its prey was cornered. I closed my eyes awaiting the inevitable.

"Hey!" I opened my eyes and turned to see a man on a yellow bird-like Vivosaur, a Ptera, flying towards us. "Hop on!"

After breaking out of my shock, I grabbed Todd's wrist and, using what ground I had, ran towards the cliff edge. I heard Todd scream as I jumped and had second thoughts. What if the man doesn't catch us? What if the dinosaur catches us first? These questions dissipated as I felt myself land of the Ptera. Todd landed safely behind me, only ending his screaming when he realized we were safe.

"Woo-wee," the man in front of me said, "I reckon that Allo's angrier then a Peloro in a cow pen!"

Ptera flew us lower on the mountain, and landed down at the beginning of the trail.

"You fellers sure were takin' a risk there," the man said as he helped Todd and I of his Vivosaur.

I hung my head in shame. We had gotten caught. Who knows how we would be punished...

"You..." Todd started. I looked up and instantly recognized the stranger, "You're Joe Wildwest! The best Fossil Fighter there is!"

Joe smiled, "Joe I am, but I can't say I'm the best."

Joe certainly looked how his name would make you think. Basically take the most rooten-tooten cowboy, strap a pickaxe to his back and you've got Joe. He was famous for being one of, if not the best Fighter ever. He was also the owner of the soon-opened Caliosteo Fossil Park.

"My name's Todd!" the boy fanboy-ed, "I am your biggest fan!"

I mentally face-palmed. I thought Joe was cool, but Todd was embarrassing. I was so focused on mentally scolding him, that I almost didn't notice Joe speaking to me.

"And what's yer name, pard'?"

I panicked as I almost made the same mistake Todd did. "Uh... um..." I stuttered through my introduction, "D-Dino, sir!"

"Well," Joe chuckled, "it'sa pleasure to meecha both..." We heard a roar from up the trail, "...but we seem to have trouble."

"You can beat that Allo easy, Joe! You're the best!" Todd cheered.

"Much obliged," the cowboy responded, "but I think I should let one o' you take it."

"But how?" I asked, "We don't have any Vivosaurs."

"Then I'll give ya one o' mine. I have four," the Fighter held them out for Todd, who suddenly keeled over.

"Oww... My stomach," he moaned, "I knew I shouldn't have eaten that black banana." I shook my head. He was being offered a Dino Medal from THE Joe Wildwest and he was STILL faking a stomach ache, "I don't think I can do it. You take it, Dino."

I nodded. Todd may make this mistake, but I wouldn't. "Sure"

"Alright," Joe held the Medals out to me. He described each Vivosaur's strengths and weaknesses. I debated which one to choose, that is, until my eyes rested on the last one, a green Medal. "...and this one here is Aeros, a close-range Air-type with incredible attack power..."

"That one!" I interrupted, "Aeros."

"Great choice, pard!" the Fighter replied, ignoring my rudeness and handing me the Dino Medal, "You know how ta use it?"

The Allo crashed out of the forest as he said this, causing me to smirk, "You tell me." I said, throwing the Dino Medal towards the Vivosaur.