Rampage

Reker watched as the Saurilied next to him drew the symbols for 'future yet passed' in the Ancient language in the dirt. Once finished, the letters began to glow. "Tell me, my old friend, what do your powers forsee? Shall a new hope arise, or will there be catastophe?" Reker questioned.

"Within the bowls of the cargoship, the sons of a Legend battle. An untold amount of power exude from their very beings. Each clash, and each devastating blow landed rock the metal structure to its very foundations. Their wills collide as do their claws throughout this battle; neither wavering a faint amount of error to let his opponent take advantage. A victor is yet forseable. But what is clear; only one brother will stand. Stand tall above the other's defeat and grimace down upon his fallen bloodline; however, one outcome will resolve in the brother helping to lift his fallen sibling into light while another outcome forsees the death of a sibling...Does that answer your question, Keeper Of The Temples?"

"My friend, your powers are of their own league." Reker complimented. "And yes, it answers my question. Thank you, Nexcreeg." Reker began to walk away into the forest.

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The brothers charged at each other from sepereate sides of the cargo hold with unreal speed, fully immersed in their Rampages. Zeal swung his tail full force. Peregrine returned the gesture in kind. The resulting smash locked the brothers in a battle of strength. They glared at one another past their tails, each trying to overpower the other with sheer force.

"Is this it, brother? Is this the limit of your power?" Peregrine grunted his taunt. "I expected more from my baby brother."

"Be still your tounge, brother!" Zeal hissed in disgust. "I am the greater of us!" Zeal used every once of strength he had to knock Peregrine back with his tail. Peregrine regained his footing in time to dodge Zeal's kick, and counter with a kick of his own, sending Zeal sliding across the floor on his feet. Zeal used the momentum from his slide to run up a nearby crate and leap off of it. The quick whitted bird of prey then brandished his claws while in the air, aiming directly for Peregrine. Peregrine easily jumped over Zeal in the air, and used the younger raptor's back as a springboard to excute a front flip onto the same crate Zeal had jumped from. Peregrine landed with poise on the crate as Zeal slammed snout first into the cold metal deck. Zeal jumped to his feet and hissed menacingly.

"What's that about you being the greater of us two?" Peregrine mocked. Zeal narrowed his eyes, bared his teeth, and gave a throaty growl before disappearing. He reappeared behind Peregrine and delivered a swift roundhouse kick to his side, knocking him into another metal crate 20 feet away. Zeal laughed maniacally as Peregrine slid down the crate like a bird hitting a window. "Oww." Peregrine cracked his back when he stood. He glanced around for a nearby object. His eyes landed upon a small container near his tail. With swift speed he swatted the crate at Zeal.

"Oww!" Zeal exclaimed in a hoarse cry as the crate flew directly into his chest. The blow knocked him off his perch and onto the ground. Now Peregrine was the one laughing.

"Mom and dad would hate it if they saw us fighting like this." Peregrine managed to say after settling his laughter. "Remember how I always use to sit on you whenever we tussled?" Peregrine laughed. He thought maybe instead of fighting his brother he could coax the true Zeal out with older memories.

Zeal jumped to his feet, growling. "No, I don't re-...wait...I...I...remember...something" Zeal's eyes went blank for a moment. It seemed as if he were trying to pull at something in his mind. His blank state didn't last long before he snapped back to reality. "NO! I don't remember anything, Peregrine!"

"That look on your face said otherwise." Peregrine tapped his killing claws against the cold steel of the floor. "Come on, Zeal. Don't you remember our mother; Sazarie?"

"N...N...NO!" Zeal shook his head trying to keep his mind in check. He and Peregrine began to stalk in a circle around each other. "Stop talking!"

"And our caretaker; Rile? Remember him?" Peregrine pushed further.

"Rile? Rile?" Zeal's Rampage began to falter now. His skin flashed erratically from red to brown. "Rile...the...the...Utahraptor..." Zeal was shaking his head furiously.

"Yes." Peregrine said excitedly. He may not have to fight Zeal after all. He was going to try one more push. "And remember me, little bro; big brother Peregrine?"

"Pere...grine...Peregrine. Peregrine Featherclaw." A memory flashed through Zeal's mind. He could see a younger version of his self and Peregrine racing against each other through open plains. Both of them were enjoying the brotherly competition. "Peregrine." Zeal stared at his brother. Another memory flashed into his head of a young Zeal being sat on by his slightly older brother. Zeal narrowed his eyes at his older brother. "Peregrine!" He said bitterly. Suddenly, Zeal's Rampage solidified back to his skin red state.

"Uh oh." Peregrine saw his push had the opposite effect he was hoping for.

"I remember." Zeal said bitterly. "I remember you bullying me." Peregrine could tell it was not the true Zeal speaking, it was still his Rampage crazed counterpart.

"That was tussling, not bullying." Peregrine protested in a serious tone. "You even got the upperhand on me a few times."

"ENOUGH!" Zeal roared. "I remember enough to know that in this fight I will be the one sitting on atop your corpse."

"Very well then." Peregrine cracked his neck, hands, and toe claws. "Have it your way brother." It appeared that he was going to have to trounce Zeal after all.

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Dr. Alan Grant hadn't been on the boat five minutes before a military patrol found him and locked him in the control room. He tried to explain his ordeal to the man in charge, but he wouldn't hear it. The man kept blaming Grant about something dealing with a rampaging red raptor on board the ship. He said Grant had helped the raptor get to the ship. Grant might have felt responsible if it wasn't for the fact that the raptors he had helped were all brown, not red...then again there was that one raptor that had turned red and moved super fast. But he was attacked, and most likely killed by the T-rex; and now that Grant thought about it, the rex had a red tint to its skin when he specifically remembered it being brown with black stripes. Then again there could always be another T-rex stalking around the park. Whatever the case was, it didn't matter to Grant; for at the moment, he was still stuck in the control room.

"I really, really hate this park." Grant leaned back in his swiveling chair and looked out the window of the room. It was still storming severely outside. Lightning lit up the sky as bright as day. Rain was still falling in sheets, and the whipping wind was only making it worse.

"I'm sad to hear that." A man in charge stepped into the room. He was definitely a high ranking military official. The decorated uniform was a dead give away. "Seeing as how you're the reason that we have our current raptor problem."

"Look, I don't know why you keep insisting it's my fault. Listen closely when I say this: I-Did-Not-Bring-The-Raptor-Here!"

"Then how did it get onboard!" The man slammed his fists on the control panel.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe it snuck on! It's freaking smarter than most people, it wouldn't be hard for it to do." Grant retorted sarcastically. "Especially seeing as how you had this problem before I came aboard!"

"I'm not talking about the first raptor, I'm speaking of the second one that came aboard roughly 10 minutes after my men found you."

"A second one?" Grant raised and eyebrow.

"Yes, I even confronted it?"

Grant gave a condescending dry laugh. "And you lived?"

"Yes I lived, Dr. Grant!" The man shook a fist at the paleontologist. "I lived thanks to the minds at InGen's technological department. Their helicopter prototype is an act of sheer genius. It was the only thing that stood a chance at killing it."

"I doubt a single raptor can cause that much trouble to have to use a helicopter to kill it." Grant rolled his eyes at first, but then he remembered the power the raptor in the musuem had displayed.

"Obviously you have no clue just how much power dinosaurs' posses." The military man took a seat opposite Grant. "To help enlighten you I'll tell you a secret." The man leaned closer to Grant as if someone might actually hear what he was going to say in a sound proof room. "Every dinosaur in Jurassic Park was cloned with 100 percent dino DNA." Grant nearly fell out of his chair upon processing the information.

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Peregrine rushed at Zeal with incredible velocity. Zeal seemed unphased by the sudden burst of speed. He stood in place, waiting for Peregrine to reach him. Upon reaching Zeal, Peregrine swung his foot to kick Zeal in the face. Zeal grinned as he began to use his Perfect Timing technique.

"To slow." Zeal mocked as he ducked out of the way of the kick with time to spare.

"How in the..." Peregrine jumped back from Zeal, stunned his kick had missed. But he quickly rushed his brother again with a flurry of slashes from his feet. Zeal was dodging all of them with. "But how?" Peregrine thought as he continued to attack. He ceased his assualt when he realized what Zeal was doing. "Perfect Timing." Peregrine growled.

"Oh, so you're not as ignorant as your cockiness implies." Zeal grinned. "Then you should already know that I'm untouchable!" Zeal roared as he leapt at Peregrine. Peregrine huffed as he leaned back with great dexterity, completely avoiding Zeal's leap. Zeal turned on his heels and lunged at Peregrine a second time. Peregrine flipped over Zeal's head, to his brother's great suprise. Zeal, now becoming agitated, swung his tail in mid leap to hit Peregrine towards the ground, but Peregrine saw it coming. He transitioned from his flip to an arieal twirl. Peregrine barrel rolled right under Zeal's swinging tail. Once clear of Zeal's reach, Peregrine transitioned back to his flip and land with poise facing Zeal's direction. Zeal, however, had to quickly turn once he landed to make sure no attack would come from the older raptor.

"Too easy." Peregrine teased.

"How did you do that!" Zeal demanded, stomping his foot on the ground. His fury was building to new heights. "NO Saurilied should be able to move like that while airborn!"

"You're not the only one who inherited abilities from mommy and daddy dearest." Peregrine taunted, pretending to clean his finger claws. "Which is also further proof that we're indeed related."

"Ex...PLAIN!" Zeal roared out. Some of the surrounding crates shook with his voice.

"Air Rushing, baby brother; It's the polar opposite to your Perfect Timing. My body moves more fluidly than yours ever could. It lets me dodge attacks with extreme ease." Peregrine then took on a more serious demeanor. "So you should probably know that just like you, I'm untouchable." Zeal narrowed his eyes to form a glare.

"We shall see." Zeal said, a rolling growling coming from his throat as he spoke the words. Peregrine bared his teeth at Zeal, and slid his feet apart to take an attack stance.

"Come at me, bro." Peregrine provoked. Zeal took quick and deliberate steps as he moved close to Peregrine. Peregrine waited till Zeal was within his range before he swept a foot out to trip him, but the younger raptor expected as much and jumped over the sweep. Zeal, inturn, tried to stomp onto Peregrine; but, like Peregrine had said, the older raptor moved fluidly enough to slide under Zeal's feet. Another crater dented into the steel structure of the floor in the place Zeal stomped. Thinking Peregrine was still behind and under him, Zeal slammed his tail on the ground to hit Peregrine's body. "Nice try." Peregrine taunted as he rolled away from the tail slam and onto his feet.

Peregrine kicked a small metal container about two feet tall and wide that was near his feet to make it slide at ridiculous speed. The moment it would have hit its target, Zeal snapped into his Perfect Timing and everything began to move in slow motion for him as he countered the containers approach with a kick of his own. When he kicked the container into a nearby metal beam, he had already plotted out the best possible counter movement to richochette the object directly back to Peregrine. It bounced off the beam, into another larger container, then into the wall, and then at Peregrine's feet. Being the over eccentric velociraptor he was, Peregrine couldn't pass up the opportunity for extreme daredevil acts. So he hopped on top on the metal container as it passed under his feet, and rode it down to the far side of the ship cargo area.

"WOOHOOO!" Peregrine howled as he spun in circles on the top of the container, moving ever farther away in the cargo hold. "You got to try this, bro!"

"Get back here and FIGHT ME!" Zeal sprinted after Peregrine. Zeal caught a glimpse of what the container was when he caught up with Peregrine. Only the containers he claimed as his own bared the marks with balck skulls and cross bones on the front of them. Zeal kept an easy pace with Peregrine's sliding container as he spoke to him. "Get off my metal container! These are my territorial claims!" Peregrine spun the container at a high rotation so that he would spin as well as be able to whip his tail several times at Zeal, since he was in such close proximity. Zeal ducked and dodged each swing with his Perfect Timing. After a few seconds, Peregrine stopped spinning. He stuck his tounge out, and kicked the ground to speed his sliding transportation ahead of Zeal. "FOOLISH FAWLTREHEOL!"

Zeal Burst into a faster sprint, and instantly caught up to Peregrine. He swung his clawed hands at Peregrine's feet, trying to force him off the container, but all Peregrine did was alternate between balancing on his feet and hands as he jumped over Zeal's slashes. At one point, Peregrine was balancing on his hands when an upcoming pipe was about to cross his and Zeal's path. Zeal didn't notice till the last possible moment, and had to use his Perfect Timing to duck underneath it in time. Peregrine used Air Rushing to push himself lightly into a small front flip with his hands to clear the pipe; and amazingly, landed on his hands again on the container.

"GET OFF BEFORE YOU DAMAGE IT!" Zeal screeched in rage. Again, he used his Perfect Timing. This time to bite at Peregrine with extreme speed and precision. Most of the bites were aimed at his neck and feet, but with the aide of his Air Rushing technique Peregrine was able to link his dodging motions together to avoid taking a single hit. "DISMOUNT!" Zeal commanded once his biting ceased.

"Why? What's so important in here anyway?" Peregrine growled in response. "Maybe it's what's allowing you to use Perfect Timing so much in Rampage." Peregrine speculated mentally. It had indeed not escaped his notice just how often Zeal was using the technique. "If what Rile spoke about the massive use of energy was true, then Zeal should be near exhausted, especially after using it so much in Rampage, but it seems as if that's not the case. Which means either Rile was wrong...doubt that seriously...or Zeal's getting some serious energy from something. And I bet my answer is in this container he wants." "You want it so bad?" Peregrine flipped backwards off the container, and gave it one final kick into the far wall of the cargo hold before he landed sloppily, due to the speed at which he dismounted. "You can have it." The metal container crashed into a door at 108 miles per hour. The lid burst skyward, clear off the container from the impact, and the container itself warped in shape. The blow even warped the door to the point it was hanging on it's hinges, barely. A fine powdery yellow mist busrt into the air from the open container.

"NOOOO!" Zeal stood awestruck at what had just occured. He recovered enough to dash over to the destroyed container. He gazed inside to find all the yellow substance had turned from its loose crumply chunks form to the fine powdery mist upon impact with the door.

"What is this stuff?" Peregrine sniffed the yellow substance floating through the air. His eyes immediately widened when he inhaled a miniscule amount. He felt his muscles surge with renewed energy and power. He felt like he could run around the ship for hours on end. He also realized that it was the wierd smell that he had detected was near Zeal's scent. He probrably hadn't taken further notice of it due to the fight at hand. "WHOA! So that's why you wanted that container to yourself." Peregrine took another deep inhale of the yellow substance. "This stuff is like pure energy. This has to be why you're able to stay in Rampage for so long while using your ability." Peregrine inhaled the substance once more. It was almost addictive. "Now that makes two of us. And to think I was beginning to worry that I was about to lose my energy for Rampage soon." Peregrine laughed.

"Just stop inhaling it! It belongs to me!" Zeal disappeared and reappeared at Peregrines left flank. He attempted to flip kick Peregrine in the side, but Peregrine side-stepped out of the way. Zeal followed up with a double round house kick, but Peregrine ducked under the attack and countered with rising headbutt aimed at Zeal's jaw. Zeal pushed his tail on the ground to move back in enough time to barely avoid being hit.

"This stuff is amazing." Peregrine flexed his various muscles throughout his body. "I feel so much stronger. You know you could have just shared this in the first place." Peregrine faked disappointment by shaking his head.

"You will pay dearly for stealing what is rightfully mine!" Zeal hissed before he disappeared again.

"You know, the disappearing act is getting really old, really fast!" Peregrine followed suit by disappearing as well. Now the brothers had cast themselves into a high speed invisible battle.

To the naked eye, it would appear as if random indentions were spontaneously appearing in the floor, walls, and random steel containers. But in actaullity it was due to a kick, a headbutt, or maybe even a tail slam from one of the two sons of a Legend. Their high speed clashing would only settle for brief moments when both of them would reappear a short distance from each other, but it immeadiately resumed after a second or so.

While immersed in the intensity of the high speed disappearing Zeal brought his foot down in a drop kick, intending on hitting Peregrine in the head. Peregrine avoided the attack by kicking off into the air from the side of a large metal freight container. As a result, Zeal's foot slammed a two and a half foot deep depression into the metal. Zeal snapped into his Perfect Timing to speed up his reaction time and swipe his sickle claw at Peregrine's neck as he passed overhead. Peregrine relied on his Air Rushing to dodge the attack with a spin to the right. In the spin, he counter swiped his clawed hands at Zeal's snout. Zeal dodged each individual swipe by leaning left and right out of the way. Peregrine's spin had him land onto a container a good distance away from his brother. At this point both of them stood still in an attack stance. Their stillness made them visible to the naked eye once more.

"Rile was right." Peregrine mentally analyzed the situation as he exchanged glares with Zeal. "With our abilities this could be one long and drawn out fight." Using his peripheral vision, Peregrine scanned the cargo hold for anything that would give him an advantage over the younger raptor. His eyes locked on to the broken door that led out of the cargo hold and into the ship. The very same door that the container had crashed into. It was on the total opposite side Peregrine had originally entered from. "Time to shake things up a little."

Me: BAM! New chapter! How do you like them apples!

Zeal & Peregrine: FINALLY!

Kenduari: Took you long enough.

Me: Hey! Believe it or not I actually do have a life...okay maybe not entirely true, but I have been short on time for writing and just in general. I'm currently trying to fix that though. And before I immerse myself into any further depths of conversation with my own personalities I would like to take a moment and sincerely thank zozaz for helping and contributing to my plot for the fight. His ideas were gold.

Zeal: He won't mention the ideas due to the fact it would give away plot.

Peregrine: But you will read them in the next chapter.

Me: Indeed...now back to the story stuff.

Kenduari: Alright, so about this brotherly fighting.

Me: Oh yeah, I really hope you guys enjoyed the fighting scenes. There is, of course, more to come.

Kenduari: As you can guess from the chapter title, our author is making another part to this fight.

Peregrine: Good, cause this fight is not over.

Zeal: Right! And we all know who the victor will be.

Peregrine: ME!

Zeal: No...ME!

Peregrine: *shoves Zeal* No...Me!

Zeal: *shoves Peregrines* No...Me!

Peregrine: It's ME!

Zeal: It's ME!

Zeal & Peregrine: *death glare at each other*

Me: Oh crap...

Zeal & Peregrine: RAAHHH! *crash into each other and tumble through the room*

Me: Can't you- WHOA! *ducks under flying chair* Can't you just get along! ARGH!

Kenduari: It's pointless little one. You will just have to reconstruct your room...again.

Me: I know. Well Kend, looks like you doing the thanks.

Kenduari: Very well. Greetings everyone. The author, me, and my...*gazes at fighting raptors* 'companions' would like to thank you with great sincerity for reading our story. We would not have made it this far without you inspiring us to write our best. Thank you very much for your favs, alerts, reviews and messages of inspiration.

Me: All you readers make writing worth so much more fun. Thank y-Whoa! *dodges flying bed* Great where am I going to sleep tonight. *sigh*