I do not own Dinosaucers I only own my OCs. Please accept slow updates due to my college courses. When I started this story it was for my own enjoyment, then it started to become a chore to come up with new chapters while juggling real life responsibilities. While there will be large gaps of inactivity between chapters I plan to finish the story. I know what it's like reading a story that has been abandoned and then if any updates do pop up it is only some announcement that I have no interest in reading; or they never update at all. I'm going through a rough patch at the moment so please bear with me while I try to continue this and other stories that I'm currently working on or am developing in the wings.


The thought that came to mind when I saw them was 'whoa'; and it was not meant in a good way. There were six of them coming down the ramp approaching us, and all of them carried an aura that made me uneasy.

With the Dinosaucers I didn't feel afraid, I was more in awe of their presence when we had met. They had an air about them that set me at ease and I had feeling of safety. That is something that I rarely ever feel with new people.

If truth be told I felt more than uneasy right now. I felt a twinge of fear.

They were huge!

And they were certainly NOT on our side.

And they will most certainly kill us if given the chance.

I thought that was all of them when I heard the sound of large, flapping wings behind us. The others had noticed as well and some of them had turned around to confront the source. Something orange and big swooped low over our heads, taking us by surprise as it snapped at Allos' head as he stood next to me. He had ducked just in time to avoid getting bitten thank goodness.

Cackling, the being flew over toward the Tyranno's before flipping around to face us. When the being did I got a look at what I now recognized as a Pterodactyl.

I probably would have squeed at the sight of my favorite dinosaur if I wasn't so on edge from the whole situation, including the appearance of another Tyranno.

He was shorter than the rest of the others. In addition to his faction uniform he also wore a 1930's or 40's aviator helmet with goggles and he wore a white scarf around his neck.

When we made eye contact he gave a small, almost knowing, smirk. It sent a chill through me when he continued to stare. The connection was broken when the T-rex began to address the group.

"Well isn't this a pleasant surprise." He sneered. "How thoughtful of you to welcome us to our new planet." He mocked as he made a rather toothy grin that seemed more threatening more than anything.

"We both know that is never going to happen on our watch." Allo replied with a subtle, almost unnoticeable, growl as he leveled his stare with the opposing leader. He shifted himself in front of me slightly, probably expecting something to happen.

"Well that's too bad." The t-rex replied with mock sadness, "I guess we will just take it the old-fashioned way."

That was when the world around me became a blur.


Sorry that this is so short, there is just too little time on my hands to sit down and focus on this. But, I am trying to finish this one way or the other. And thank you for your patience and for not spamming me asking for updates.