The dinosaurs gathered around the meeting center that was a rock formation with an arch that served as an entrance. They were puzzled at this strange creature. This human, as he called himself, was unique to anything they have ever seen before. Mr. Threehorn, a grayish triceratops, approached him.
"You better explain yourself."
"I'm not sure if it all makes sense."
"Try me."
"Well, where do I begin? My name is Abe for short. I come from this planet about a quarter of a billion of years into the future. The time period is ran by mostly humans that are a little less significant than me. See, not only the world is run by humans, but it is also roamed by dark creatures we know as demons. They are terrifying beasts, similar to a raptor or a tyrannosaur."
"What are those?" asked Littlefoot.
"Um," and then he remembered. "A fast biter or a sharptooth. I became one of the chosen heroes after my whole family was consumed by a demon. I was once human, but a demon star by the name of Rainbow transformed me into a half-demon in order to protect the remaining few I cared about. Soon, I dedicated my life to stop demons that terrorized humans.
Upon one of my journeys, I met a mad wizard demon that claimed to have lived during this time. His name was Lucastrof. He threatened to consume the world with his magic. I rose up to stop him and did. Now, I guess he foresaw his fate and stole what is called the Pentagon of Life, five items that keep balance in this world. They each symbolize these elements of the world: Earth, Nature, Water, Sky, and Law. If one has all five, he could morph the land to his liking."
"But that still doesn't explain how you got from where you were to here," said Littlefoot. Only he had understood the story. It made sense.
"I made a thing where I can be at any time period. He used this to his advantage and stole the Pentagon of Life in my laboratory."
"Laboratory?"
"A place to keep my new things in."
Abe dumbed it down as much as he could.
Littlefoot understood him. To him, it made sense. Ever since those alien rainbow faces came to visit, he was trying to open his mind to new things he never ever dreamed. Littlefoot looked at Abe and smiled.
"I believe I understand. You need to find this Lucastrof guy, right?"
Abe nodded.
"Littlefoot, don't ever say that name,' snapped his grandfather.
They both looked up at Grandpa Longneck. He sighed and lowered his head. He faced Abe.
"Listen. I suggest you stay away from Lucastrof. He's a bad omen."
Abe was now more intrigued. Grandpa Longneck sensed he needed to tell the story and started.
"Lucastrof is a bluish fast biter who is very sly. From what I heard, not even ten sharpteeth can stop him. He wields a strange stick that can be used to summon fireballs and strange flying creatures. He is usually hidden in this land, traveling stealthily from place to place. If you don't want to get killed, I would stay out of his path."
"As I said, I killed him once. He was attacking my home and challenged me. I took his challenge and defeated him after it became dark. I need to find him and set the world right again. As long as he got the Pentagon of Life, he can doom us all."
Grandpa Longneck nodded.
"Very well. It's late, and time for little ones to go to sleep."
They all looked at Abe. He looked around, puzzled. He soon realized that he was a little one compared to the adults. He sighed and looked up at Grandpa Longneck.
"Come now. You can sleep near us."
Littlefoot walked up to Abe and started asking him questions.
"So, in your home, what do these demons look like to be exact?"
"They are terrifying beasts that come in all shapes and sizes. Some are flat teeth while others had fangs like me."
Littlefoot gasped as he saw the fangs in Abe's mouth. He reassured the longneck that everything was fine.
"I don't eat meat. Well, not longneck, threehorn, spiketail, swimmer, or any other dinosaur. I can eat berries and fruit like you."
Relief blanketed Littlefoot. Abe continued.
"Now, not all demons are bad. Only a few have been kind to me."
Littlefoot remembered how Chomper and his parents were kind to him, even though they were sharpteeth.
"Tell me, Littlefoot. Do you believe in magic?"
"Magic?" He looked around to make sure his grandparents were not close by and then whispered, "Yes, if you mean things that are unexplained. I saw these rainbow faces that were very strange and disappeared in a beam of light. I call that magical."
"Aliens?" Abe inquired. "There are weird creatures in this time as well."
Abe looked at Littlefoot.
"Well, everyone has something magical about them. Though it is not unique, it is still amazing. This Lucastrof creature your grandfather speaks about wields dangerous magic. I do too, but I use it for good. Everyone has some magic inside of them."
Littlefoot closed his eyes and thought deep. He opened them.
"I don't see it inside of me," he said in disappointment.
Abe chuckled.
"Some magic, you can't see."
They reached the nest. Littlefoot rested himself and smiled.. he took in what Abe said.
"Goodnight, Abe."
"Night, Littlefoot."
Abe walked a few yards away and rested himself against a tree. He drifted to sleep. He needed his energy for his journey ahead.