Alright... where do I start? First off, I'm really sorry about my inactivity here. Trust me, this story isn't abandoned. It's just that I had this and the next chapter all done and ready, but after an improper closing of my device, all progress was wiped. I was really ticked off about that, all that work and time, for nothing. Anyways, I've made some adjustments in rewriting it all. Here we go. I sincerely hope you all enjoy this. For this will be the second to last chapter, but don't worry. I am planning a second story as a continuation. This will be a long one, enjoy!(Also just to be clear no ships, no, nope, nothing. Just... no).
(Clicks POV) My escape attempt seemed futile. The Scraptors had already back me into a corner, merely exhausting myself further in the chase. The scap creatures continued their screeching and roaring, though that doesn't hurt, it is a reminder at how hopeless my situation seems. With Ty and his gang nowhere in sight nobody else likely to help me, I was at the mercy of the Scraptors, which was to be turned to scrap or dragged to their valley for later... Neither was preferable. Another Scraptor jumped towards me, I pounded it mid-air, sending it flying back, stunned and knocked out. I wouldn't last much longer like this... I just thought, "how did I put my life in the treads of a couple of different kinds of Dinotrux in this crater?".
Meanwhile...
(General POV) Ton-Ton had bumped into Ty, Revvit and Skya, literally, while looking for Clicks. "Hey dudes, any of you see Clicks, can't find him". The other three groaned. "Ton-Ton, you two were supposed to stick together, there are many know Scraptors that hunt in this part of the forest, 14 to be exact, last we checked", Revvit said. Skya and Ty were somewhat surprised, though Ton-Ton was confused at that. "It will only matter if any of us run into them, and let's hope that doesn't happen" Ty replied. And with that the 3 Trux and Reptool continued on to find their Pounder friend(at least for 3 of them). Soon enough Revvit saw some tracks and figured they were Poundersaurolophus tread marks, and Scraptor tracks. "This isn't good. Even a Pounder won't stand a chance against this many Scraptors". Revvit said worriedly. "Well we better get a move on, double time, guys, follow those tracks!", Ty said, determined. No more needed to be said, as the 3 trux with Revvit riding on Ty raced off, following the tracks.
Back at the Flatirons Ore Station...
Back at the edge of the Flatirons, Dozer had arrived a decent haul of ore, or as much as a Dozeratops could doze. Garby was also nearby. "Hey Dozer, how'd the ore run go?" Garby asked the just arriving Dozeratops. "Oh, hey Garby. I'm actually in a good mood, it went well, no Scraptors or trux after me, and plenty of ore." Dozer responded with a neutral tone, with a hint of happiness(maybe). Garby then pulled another piece of rock out of a pile he found and closed his much, crunching and swallowing some rocks. Garby then said, "Oh yeah, Ty, Skya and Revvit went off after Ton-Ton and your new Pounder friend, uhh, what's his name?". Dozer sighed, "His name is Clicks, Garby, try to remember that. Anyways, I'm off to put this ore in the station. Wanna help?". Dozer said in a now somewhat annoyed tone. "Sure, Dozer", the Stegarbasaur said before chuckling and rolling after Dozer towards the ore station.
Back with Clicks...
(Clicks POV) It was nearly over... I had nearly run out of strength and just let myself drop to the ground, making a thud sound and throwing up some dust. I made a small and weak clicking sound. With a somewhat saddened thoughts, I looked ahead of me, seeing the Scraptors screeching and roaring as they advanced. With those sounds all I could hear, it was near over. As the Scraptors got ever closer, I closed my eyes, waiting for it to end. After a few seconds with no Scraptors ripping me apart and tearing off pieces of metal, I opened an eye, only to get an actually present surprise. An Ankylodump, Craneasaur and T-Trux were fighting off and chasing away the Scraptors, with a Reptool looking a me with worry. I lifted my head and made a happy but weak sounding clicking sound, before I quickly got tired and let my head drop back to the ground. I heard Revvit gasp, and as the sound of the fights and screeching of the Scraptors grew dimmer and further away, I though, everything would be fine now, before I blacked out.
To Be Continued...