There's going to some jump in time because the story would be endless if I wrote down every week of his life. So he is already 3 years old now. I'm trying my best to keep this story good enough. Thanks for the encourage, guys! ^^
Chapter 4
He was walking quietly in the forest searching for food. Or he just wanted it to be.
In fact he was dragging himself and would be happy if he found a dead dino. Life was tough for a 3-year-old predator. He was hungry, hurt and scared. There was a wound on his left side. He had fought with an adult T-Rex for the food and lost.
He was just half as big as an adult Suchomimus and it had a lot of disadvantages. He was starving for days, others always chased him away from his prey, and now this wound…
Maybe he won't survive either. His siblings were all dead or/and lost. Their mother left them when they were 1 year old, the childhood had ended. He could said himself succesful. He was cleverer than his siblings, he may have lived for so long because of this. But now no smart things would help him out of it.
He smelled brimstone stench from the distance, he was near to Lava Falls. While he was thinking about a way to get food he stiffened. It was just him, or there was a light earthquake? He continued walking and he felt it again.
THUMP!
THUMP!
Something big was behind him. He heard growling and hot air ran over him. He turned slowly and found himself in front of two arms with long claws. As he looked up he met fangs and red eyes.
This monster was bigger than his mother. A big sail was on his back. They were staring at each other for a moment then he turned on his heels and started running.
The monster went after him with loud roaring. How the heck did he miss that thing?! It was as big as a mountain! It didn't matter now, only the survival did.
The landscape changed around them. There were bare rocks inspite of trees, and lava ran somewhere. Then they reached the main stream. He stopped and turned to his chaser. The monster stepped forward but the ground crashed and he was adrift into the middle of the stream.
The monster dissapeared in grey fog. Now he just had to worry about the falls that were just as deadly. He turned on his hells on the unstable part of the ground to find some way to escape.
A lot of parts were fell from the shore and they were adrfit widely in the stream. He jumped on them to the other side of the lava river. He was slow beacuse his wound caused him great pain.
Then he arrived to the last float where was a big space between him and the shore. At last he jumped and landed on his belly on the shore. At least he survived this even if he will die because of his wound.
Sorry for the late, but I had a messy weekend and Monday. Dude, I HATE Mondays. Seriously and not just 'cause Garfield is my favoruite but that day really sucks! .
Anyway, hope you like it! R&R please. And I'm also finished with 2 new chapters but it takes time to translate them. Do you know how strange are your stories' form? In Hungary we don't write like this.
See ya!