It was several hours after sunset and everyone in the Great Valley was fast asleep. Already in a deep sleep, Littlefoot was dreaming a strange dream. He was out in a hot desert surrounded by mountains and miles and miles of scorching sand with no trees in sight. Littlefoot wandered through the dreaded wasteland until he heard a terrible sound that shook the ground with tremendous force. Then, he saw where it was coming from and his jaw dropped. It was a giant sharptooth, its mouth was full of razor sharp teeth dripping with drool. Littlefoot was paralysed with fear; he couldn't move at all. Then, the
sharptooth turned its head and spotted Littlefoot and it quickly started running towards him. In a panic, Littlefoot ran away just as the sharptooth snapped its jaws shut as if to eat him. He could feel the monster's hot breath on the back of his neck as it kept coming closer and closer. It seemed like no matter how fast he ran, or how much he tried to dodge, the sharptooth never grew tired of trying to catch the little dinosaur.

Littlefoot took a sharp turn and tried to hide at the base of one of the mountains, but the sharptooth ploughed straight through it crumbling it like it was a mound of dirt. Littlefoot started running again, his heart pounding like an earthquake as the monster gained on him. The sharptooth let out a huge roar as it continued to chase him; its giant feet stomped so hard it shook the ground. Every time Littlefoot looked back, the sharptooth got bigger and bigger. Littlefoot ran as fast as he could until the sharptooth's mouth opened wide and strangely, a blue light shone out of the dark pit of its jaws. Suddenly, Littlefoot jumped out of his sleep. He stared up at his surroundings as sweat ran down his face. As he slowly calmed his thoughts to bring him back to reality, there was a bright light that
shot through the sky at blinding speed and quickly disappeared outside the rocky wall surrounding the Great Valley. Littlefoot's mouth dropped open with amazement.

"I don't believe it!" he stammered and quickly got up. He had to tell someone what he'd just seen.

The closest of his friends happened to be Cera who was fast asleep until Littlefoot nudged her side which she was not very appreciatative of.

"What? What is it?" she scowled.

"I saw a bright flying rock shoot through the sky!" Littlefoot panted.

"You woke me up for that?" Cera snapped.

"You don't understand," Littlefoot continued, "it looked a lot like the Stone of Cold Fire." Cera rolled her eyes.

"Yeah right!" she said dismissively, "That stone was destroyed ages ago, we saw it happen!"

"Maybe that one was just a regular rock," Littlefoot suggested, "I'm sure this time the light I saw was the real Stone of Cold Fire." Cera rolled her eyes again.

"Oh ok… let's go check it out but if you're wrong, I'm going to hurt you so bad."

"Ok fine," said Littlefoot, "but let's go wake the others first."

With that, Littlefoot and Cera ran off to wake up the rest of the gang. Questions ran through Littlefoot's mind like wild fire. Was that light he saw really the Stone of Cold Fire? Why did it arrive? And what could it possibly have in store for them this time?

Ten minutes later, everyone, including Ali, were having a meeting on top of a hill far enough away from the rest of the sleeping herds. Littlefoot had explained exactly what he saw and everyone was in shock.
"So…what's this Stone of Cold Fire exactly?" Ali asked a little confused. Littlefoot saw Ali's curious face and explained,

"These rainbowfaces told us that the stone has unique and mystical powers. Petrie's uncle Pterano
wanted the stone for himself so he kidnapped Ducky so no one would follow him. But, as it turned out,
the stone didn't do anything and was destroyed on top of Threehorn Peak. After that, Pterano was driven out of the Great Valley."

"Yeah. Me sorry about my uncle. Hopefully he be much nicer when me see him next," said Petrie with a sad look on his face.

"It is ok Petrie," said Ducky sweetly as she hugged him tightly.

"Anyway," Littlefoot continued, "I think the one that was destroyed wasn't the real stone, but the one I saw tonight was."

"And what are you suggesting we do exactly Littlefoot? Go and find it?" Cera asked sarcastically.

"Well…yeah," Littlefoot said smiling sheepishly but Cera didn't find this very amusing.

"I was only kidding you know. We can't go out and look for it! There might be sharpteeth!"

"And don't forget about that sharptooth that attacked my herd," Ali added, "It might

still be out there somewhere." Littlefoot froze as he quickly remembered about the sharptooth. He gave a

calm look at Ali and said,

"I...I'll make sure that that monster doesn't harm us, I promise."

"All right, I'll go," said Cera.

"Me too!" Ducky shouted happily.

"I'm going too," said Ali.

"No! Me not going!" Petrie pouted, "If there are sharpteeth , then me no going." Cera then smirked rather

sinisterly,

"All right Petrie," she said, "then you can stay here and get in trouble when our parents ask where we are."

Without another word, she and the others went off to head for the Mysterious Beyond. Petrie just stood on the hill arms folded and still pouted but curiosity quickly got the better of him.
"Hey you guys! Wait for Petrie!" he shouted as he started flying after the gang.