"This was too easy" Lieutenant Bluetooth (lol) said as smoke from the burning valley below filled the sky, "They didn't even put up a fight. They just tried to run away." "That's probably why they're called "yellow bellies", Lieutenant" General Scartail said, munching on a dead Yellow Belly, "Because they were cowards. Why are you upset about it, anyway?" "I joined this army because I wanted to fight, sir" the Lieutenant replied, "Not to kill defenceless imbeciles." "Is that so?" the General said, wiping his mouth and standing up, "Well, perhaps you're next assignment should satisfy you. Have you heard of the Great Valley, Lieutenant?" Lieutenant Bluetooth whirled around, his eyes wide and his jaw open. "Y-you want me to take it, sir?" he said, unable to believe his ears. "I'll take that as a "yes sir"" the General replied. Lieutenant Bluetooth regained his composure, drew his sword, and touched the tip to his chest, the formal salute of the Grand Sharptooth Army. "It would be my honor, sir."
"Why are we here, Littlefoot?" Cera asked, as the gang looked upon a barren canyon, which was more devoid of life than the Great Beyond usually was. "I'm not sure, Cera. I just felt something calling to me, and it brought me here", the Longneck replied, a little more snappy than he intended. All seven of them were tired, as Littlefoot had not allowed any of them to rest on the journey here. "What exactly were you told, Littlefoot?" Chomper inquired as he all but collapsed on a nearby rock. "Well, it didn't really say anything" Littlefoot answered, "It just seemed to want me to come here." "That figures", Cera said, starting to take THAT tone again, "I think you've eaten too many sweetbubbles." "Me too", Petrie said, riding on Spike's back with, both of whom nodded in agreement. "No, I haven't" Littlefoot said, tired of all their complaining, "I've been hearing it in sleepstories (dreams) for the last week." "If it's a sleepstory, then it was a good idea to check it out", Ruby said, cutting off another complaint from Cera. Thank you, Ruby, Littlefoot thought, as he planned on what to do now that they had arrived at the canyon.
I'm in the canyon.
"Huh?" Littlefoot asked, "Who said that?" "No one said anything", Chomper said, starting to worry for his friend's mental health. "Must have been the wind", Littlefoot said, suddenly feeling the urge to enter the canyon, "You guys wanna go in the canyon?" "Haven't we already come far enough?" Cera yelled, angry and starting to consider ramming the Longneck. "Well, I'm going in" Littlefoot said. Then, with a grin, he said "You can come along, if you're not too scared", and started to run down the path. That always gets them, he thought as he heard some small talk, then feet scrambling down after him.
Ten minutes later
"Split up, I said" Littlefoot mumbled as he wondered around in the eastern part of the canyon, "Not one of my best ideas." He had told the gang that they should split up so that they could cover more ground and search the four parts of the canyon faster. Unfortunately, there were seven of them, which meant that someone had to go it alone. And they had all voted him. "Maybe I am a bit crazy", he muttered, as he navigated yet another turn in this darned canyon.
No, you're not crazy
"And there's the wind again", Littlefoot said, wondering if he should turn back.
I'm not the wind
"Huh?"
Come here, young one
I must be losing it, Littlefoot thought as he neared a peculiar-looking stone. It was marked in weird lines, and didn't look like it belonged here (Dinos can't read regular writing, much less ancient runes). "I wonder what this is", Littlefoot muttered, fascinated with the strange lines. Then they began to glow a sick green.
Littlefoot had enough time to think, Uh-oh, before the light flashed and an unknown forced smacked him into unconsciousness. And the last thing he heard was a deep voice in his head.
I knew one of my heirs would find me