Author's Note: I know this took a while, but I recently injured my knuckle (Don't know how, probably hit a piece of furniture by accident) and I was just yesterday able to go to the doctor's. He says it might be a fracture (I hope not!), so I'm just asking readers to bear with me if I take some time updating; I'll try to go as fast as possible, without rushing.
Land Before Time: Remnants

Chapter 2: Caught/Ravage

The female longneck knew Littlefoot had been hiding something from the herd ever since the river and the sharpteeth all around were quite unusual.

"Alright, what's going on here?" She confronted him when the herd dispersed.

"What do you mean?" Asked Littlefoot in surprise.

"I mean all the weird stuff here!"

"Sorry is my sister bothering you?" Asked another longneck.

"Uh no not really," Said Littlefoot. "We were just talking about…"

"The war. It was about the war, Drake."

"Whoa! That's right. I heard of that war. Our herd was and still is scared to death of it. Were you in it?"

"Yes. I'm Littlefoot." Said Littlefoot.

"Yeah so I've heard."

"Amber, remember what mom said." Stated her brother.

"Be polite. I know, I know." Sighed Amber.

"So who are your new friends?" Blade and Scythe barely noticed the other longnecks gasping at sight of them.

"Uh, what?!" Scythe asked.

"You're a-a…" Amber started.

"Sharptooth." She breathed with her brother.

"Well of course we are." Said Blade.

"Their herd is scared of you guys." Littlefoot answered.

"Ah, I see."

"Alright! Steady that!" Sawtooth ordered. The teams were in a small clearing in the middle of the night, training. Littlefoot helped out some of those having trouble.

"I knew it!" Came a voice from behind.

"Amber! We just…" Littlefoot was cut off by a noise he'd never again want to hear.

"What's that?!" Asked Amber.

"Warnings. It's an attack!" Littlefoot answered.

"Attack?! What do you mean attack?!" Shouted Amber.

"All teams rendezvous by the falls!" Shouted Blade as several dinosaurs scrambled around, attempting to get to their assigned positions. A loud crash sounded nearby and dust was kicked into the air. The teams watched several sharpteeth run out of the dust. "All teams engage! Engage!" Blade ordered.

"Defend the valley!" Called Sawtooth. Littlefoot tried to see who was fighting what, when he noticed several leaf-eaters being easily tossed off a silver and black sharptooth. He was of Chomper's kind, but with a stronger build. It made its way over to Littlefoot, where a three-horn tried to stop him, only to get grabbed by the horns and flung at the ground.

"Who are you?" Littlefoot tried to hide the fear in his voice.

"I'm Ravage and you'd do better to remember it." He rumbled.

"What do you want?"

"Only what remains of the stone."

"What?! The stone of Cold Fire blew up before the war's end!" Said Littlefoot confused.

"That's what you think!"

"No! It's what we know!" Roared Blade, slamming into Ravage.

As Littlefoot watched, Ravage somehow managed to kick Blade back. As the large sharptooth staggered to get his footing, four other sharpteeth slammed into him. Blade seemed to have lost his footing completely, but somehow miraculously managed to get his left leg down, being pushed back before slamming his right foot down to. They still pushed him back up bit, Blade tearing up the ground as he brace against them, but eventually stopped. They could no longer push back the stronger sharptooth. Sawtooth managed to get one off him, and Grandpa Longneck got another one. With a lot less force against him, Blade lifted up the two remaining sharpteeth and slammed them against a valley wall. Unfortunately Littlefoot had been paying too much attention to the battle at hand; he'd forgotten to guard himself. A sharp screech filled his ear, causing all fighting to cease and everyone turn to him. Littlefoot realized a long-tailed sharptooth had snuck up behind him and was holding a clawed hand next to his next. Littlefoot mentally berated himself for his slip-up.
"Littlefoot, no!" Yelled Ali. He turned to look at her. He plainly could see the worry on her face. Amber stood a few feet away, fear on her face and in her eyes. Littlefoot looked to each of his team. What he wouldn't have given to just tell everyone to keep fighting.
"All teams…stand down." The resignation in Blade's voice was obvious.

"Set the trial." Said Ravage. Each of the battle participants from the Great Valley had a sharptooth guarding them, except Blade who had two large sharpteeth behind him. Littlefoot looked at the large sharptooth in confusion. As he watched, Ravage went to a nearby tree and scratched up its bark. Littlefoot's eyes widened as he was a small, glowing blue rock in his claws. Realization hit like a stone wall. This battle site was where the Stone of Cold Fire had landed.
"This is it?!" Roared Ravage, not feeling any added strength from the stone. Littlefoot and the teams remained silent. They weren't about to tell him of its secrets. "This is useless!" Ravage threw the piece of the stone as hard as he could. With the added strength that he hadn't realized the rock had give him, the piece of the Stone of Cold Fire flew far and fast, out of there sight range. Ravage narrowed his eyes, realizing what had happened. He angrily turned to Littlefoot.

"Let's see what you have to say to our charges." He growled.

"Wha-?" Began Littlefoot.

"You ruined our home, you massacred our martyrs! You destroyed my family!" Roared Ravage. Littlefoot's eyes constricted; he had a hunch on what was coming. The shocked look on Blade's face wasn't helping matters either.

"No." Littlefoot breathed in disbelief.

"You slaughtered my brother!" Several gasps came from this exclamation.

"Who ever says the leaf-eaters and allies shall live speak now!" Shouted Ravage. Silence, save an explosive crash as, up on the overlooking cliff, a long tailed sharptooth rammed into a boulder, shattering it.

"I say!" Ravage and friends squinted at the intruder through clearing dust. It was a large green sharptooth. Littlefoot remembered him from where they first met Sawtooth. Ravage nodded and his sharpteeth started shooting rocks at him. The green sharptooth jumped off the ledge before impact, and with kicks, elbows, and punches, knocked out his attackers. With the needed distraction, the Great Valley dinosaurs began to turn the table on their surprised captors.

"Come on, bring it!" Ravage charged preparing to attack with his right claw. The green sharptooth's open claw caught Ravage's arm, sliding off and pushing it away. With Ravage caught by surprise, the green sharptooth hit him as hard as possible in the chest.

"This ain't over! Not by a long shot!" Ravage roared picking himself off the ground. He charged the green sharptooth, but before he could reach him, Blade slammed his shoulder into him. Ravage reeled, injured. He was bleeding from the injury caused by the spike on Blade's shoulder. Taking this opportunity, Littlefoot transformed into his taller, spikier form. Ravage stared down Blade, Littlefoot and the new comer. Littlefoot was scared as he saw the hatred burning in his eyes.
"Fall back!" Ravage shouted with a growl. His forces looked at each other, before turning tail and running. Then with agility rivaling Blade's, and far surpassing an injured sharptooth, Ravage leapt up onto the steep valley wall and proceeded to climb out using ledges, and natural breaks in the wall.

"Hey kid, you've got some friends." Said the new comer moving aside.

Littlefoot could barely believe it.

"Ruby!" He shouted, running forward. "You made it!"

"I'm here aren't I?" She said. The others caught up. "Hello my friends, my friends hello." The team smiled; it was her.

"It's Ruby!" Shouted Chomper.

"Who?" This was Scythe.

"Oh yeah, introductions." Said Littlefoot. "Ruby this is Scythe, Streakclaw, Sawtooth, and Blade." He pointed out the sharpteeth. "Guys this is our friend Ruby."
"I need to do some introductions too. These are my parents and siblings." Ruby said, indicating the four behind her. "And the big guy is…" She began the indicating the green sharptooth beside them.
"Harbinger." The green sharptooth interrupted.

"Harbinger of what?" Asked Scythe. Blade, Streakclaw, and Sawtooth shook their heads.

"That's my name." Replied Harbinger.

About a mile outside the valley, Ravage's forces were regrouping. On a ledge overlooking the path to the Great Valley, and the valley itself, stood Ravage, glaring silently in contempt.

"I will annihilate them! We will see that place burn!" He said breaking the silence. The sharpteeth with him turned to look at their leader.

"I declare full war. Destroy that valley!!!!!"