As the gang of six raced through the OtherWorld, Littlefoot can feel that he could not catch with Black Rock Shooter. Cera was also feeling the same. Petrie, despite that he can fly, collapsed onto Spike as he couldn't fly any further.

After running for Ducky thought miles, they stopped. She looked around again. This time, there were giant toys everywhere, with cloth hanging from the sky, and even coloured in a brilliant shade of pink. Black Rock Shooter put on her hood and the gang started to walk.

Littlefoot looked around the place and hoped that there will not be any other danger around here other than Chariot. But the trouble is, there already is.

"Where are we?" Ducky asked Black Rock Shooter.

"Chariot's realm." she told her, looking worriedly at the giant dollhouse. There is a green flame coming out from one of its windows. "What we need is a plan—" And she was interrupted by some chanting from somewhere in the realm. "Go home...Go home...Go home...Go home..." It went. "Go home...Go home...Go home...Go home..."

"Wh-Wh-Wh-What was that?" stammered Petrie.

"Chariot's machine, Mary. She used it for any counter attacks." Black Rock Shooter answered, and the gang proceeded with their journey. But before anyone could say anything else, they were tossed into the air by a giant wheel!

The wheel raced on and on. Littlefoot and Black Rock Shooter were pressing their heads hard against the ground. Ducky and Petrie were screaming and running for their lives. Cera and Spike were following them behind the spider-like machine. "BLACKIE!" Littlefoot cried out to her. "What is that thing trying to do to us?!"

"She wants to kill us all, Littlefoot." Black Rock Shooter replied to him. The machine then turned round and charged at Black Rock Shooter at full speed. "It's better for me to be killed rather than you, Littlefoot. Go!" Then Littlefoot turned round to see Cera and the others coming towards him. "Littlefoot," Cera asked him. "What happened?"

"No time to explain. Just go!" He exclaimed. The gang screamed and hid under a large mask. They screamed once again as Black Rock Shooter is knocked down, pushed against a wall, then flung into the air by the machine before landing on the ground, and then the wheel penetrates STRAIGHT into her stomach!

Then it was all over. The machine chanted once again. "Go home...Go home...Go home...Go home..." Several maracoons fell onto her Black Rock Shooter's face. She looked up, and looking back at her through yellow eyes, is Chariot.

"Hello, Ro-chan." Chariot said to her.

"Hello, Chariot." Black Rock Shooter replied back.

Chariot suddenly burned with anger. "YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFEAT ME SO YOU CAN GET YOUR STUPID DE-CHAN BACK?!" She yelled out. "HAH! IMPOSSIBLE! NOW THAT I HAVE WEAKENED YOU, I SHALL KILL YOU AND THAT LITTLE PURPLE FRIEND OVER THERE!" She pointed to Littlefoot, and then raised her sword at Black Rock Shooter.

"Littlefoot, stay there!" Cera told him, pointing out to Chariot. "I'm handling that girl." "But Cera—" But it was too late. Cera is already racing towards Chariot.

"HEY!" She shouted out to her, and in a brief matter of seconds, Chariot felt her face slapped by the horn of an orange creature. The creature then landed onto the floor and turn towards her. "So you're another friend of Ro-chan's, eh?" she asked.

"Aww, c'mon. There's no time for talks, eh?" Cera replied arrogantly, and charged towards Chariot as Black Rock Shooter slowly got up, her wounds healing fast but the scars still remaining. "CERA!" A voice cried out. Cera turned round and saw Littlefoot, Petrie, Ducky and Spike running towards her. "If you want to fight her, Cera, then we'll have to fight together!" Littlefoot called out. The others replied.

"You must!"

"Yup yup yup!"

Spike nodded.

"That's it? I thought there are going to be more of you? Huh, never mind. ALL FOUR OF YOU WILL PERISH!" She raised her sword at the gang once again, but this time, she was stopped by Black Rock Shooter's cannon.

"You may have me, Chariot, but you may NOT defeat my friends OR let De-chan be part of you!" She yelled out.

"We'll let this be a deadly duel between you and me for the ultimate prize, then." Chariot replied arrogantly, and as Cera rejoined the gang, who is getting into fighting positions, she struck her sword.

It is six against two, but Chariot and Mary are stronger.

Sharptooth watched quietly. As he drummed his fingers and dropped the drool, he growled and smiled a grizzily grin, hoping the action would come and go, and he would sneak in quietly and have a feast of dinosaur and OtherWarrior meat.

In her dark room, Dead Master watched helplessly.

SO you would some Littlefoot and BRS VS Chariot and Mary? You would, but please review. There would be action!