What's this? A PRE-story note?!
That's right other me, I'm doing a note before the story to say... I'm sorry. This REALLY should have been done sooner. Long, painful and probably idiotic stories short, this should have only taken 1-2 weeks, but I've been in emotional and mental hell (a lot of it over-active hallucinations of how my life is horrible... I think, IDK) and it's made me not have the motivation to write more that I can't explain. Not to mention MAJOR writers block for the end of this chapter.
Now here we are. After so much time of going quiet, I finally finished this chapter up. Let me know if the wait was worth it (probably not). Enjoy.
Pre.S, this chapter is where things start to get questionable with the rating of this story. Let me know if you think this chapter keeps this story at a hard T, or turns it into a mild M.
After Some Time, Someplace Unknown…
The scrapadactyls eventually flew the reptools to a scrap nest on the top of a sturdy rock formation. With the middle section thinner than the top and bottom, it would be impossible to climb up and down. The reptools get dropped into the nest.
"Well… this is distressing." Revvit said, climbing out from under a piece of scrap that fell on him.
"That's one word for it." Said Waldo. "Two more would be 'Your' and 'Fault'. I told you this was a bad idea."
"What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do?!" Click-Clack panicked. "O-once those scrapadactyls come back, w-were as good as scrap! T-they're gonna peck us, a-and y-yank out our tails, a-"
Ace tackled him to stop him talking. "Pull it together Click-Clack! We're not gonna make it out of here alive if we lose our heads."
"AH!" This made Click-Clack duck his head in his body. "WE'RE GONNA LOSE OUR HEADS TOO?!"
Revvit made his way besides his best friend. "Ace is right Click-Clack. I'm sure we can figure a way out of here if we remain calm and…" But Click-Clack wasn't convinced and shimmed away from the others. "… don't do that."
He took a look around the nest. "Hmm, let's see. Given the slant of this cliff, and the frequency of cracks in the face of the rock, it stands to reason we should be able to find a route by which to climb down."
"Climb down?! I don't have bits for climbing!" Click-Clack yelled, and grabbed some scrap to hold onto while he tried to think happy thoughts.
The others looked at him in sorrow. "…Alright, we'll put aside climbing for now. Hmm, what else…"
"I don't understand Revvit." Waldo started sarcastically. "You mean your new dinotrux friends aren't going to come to our rescue?"
As Revvit was thinking, he heard of the sounds of motors in the distance. "Actually Waldo…" He went to the side of the nest where the noises were coming from, Ace and Waldo following. "…I do believe they are. Look!"
Sure enough, in the distance, they saw the group of dinotrux coming towards the nest. But there was also one that Ace and Waldo didn't recognize. Was that…
"Revvit, is that the scraptor you were talking about?" Ace asked.
"Yep, that's him. His name is Scratch." Revvit replied. He looked over to Waldo, who was looking in shock. "Now, before you say anything Waldo, and I just want to assure you, he-"
"Your friends with an ALPHA SCRAPTOR?!" Waldo unexpectantly shouted at Revvit. The other reptools looked at him in surprise and confusion. A what?
Back On The Ground, Some Time Before…
Ty looked over the picked up Scratch to see if he had sustained any damage from his fall off the scrapadactyl. Nearby, Dozer waited impatiently. "Nope. I don't see any marks. As long as your engine's running you should be fine Scratch."
"Can we go now?" Asked Dozer. "We gotta save those reptools!"
Scratch looked over at Dozer for a moment, slightly annoyed, then gave Ty a nod. Aside from a bit of internal pain, he seemed to be ok.
"Alright. Dinotrux, let's move out!" Ty called, and the group went the same the direction the scrapadactyls had went.
Using Skya's neck, they soon found a scrap nest on top of a rock structure in the distance. Coming closer, they saw the reptools above. Waldo seemed to be arguing with Revvit, Ace watching. Click-Clack came up behind them.
"Don't worry Rev! We'll get you and your friends out of there before you can say scrapadactyls!" Ty called.
Click-Clack freaked out by what Ty said. "SCRAPADACTYLS!"
Scratch looked up in surprise. Who was that? And what did Ty mean by friends? Were they the same figures he saw before?
"It's just an expression!" Ty assured. He looked back to the others. "Alright. Let's get this rescue started."
"What's the plan here Ty?" Skya asked.
"To use that neck of yours." He replied.
Getting the idea, Skya went up to the structure and tried stretching out to the nest. No luck. "I love a challenge, but that nest is too high, even for me."
Ty kept thinking. "Uhh, Ton-Ton, how about you? I've seen you jump bigger cliffs than that with your eyes closed. I bet you can get up there if you catch enough air."
"Totally!" He turned to Dozer. "Doze me a ramp Dozer!"
"Won't work." He simply said.
"Hey, don't underestimate my skills dude."
Ton-Ton didn't see the problem, but Scratch did. He roared at Ton-Ton for his attention, then revved one tread and scrapped the ground with it. The ground didn't move.
"Exactly Scratch. It's not about your skills, it's about that!" Dozer said, gesturing to the scraptor. "Solid rock. This ground won't mound! Whelp, we tried." With that, Dozer tried to leave the scene, but was cut off by a roaring Scratch.
Scratch himself still couldn't believe the nerve of Dozer. He was heartless when he first met him, he's heartless now. Seriously, how could the other dinotrux like him? He didn't care about others, why should they care for him?
Seeing the possible conflict and not wanting to start another predator mode from Scratch, Ty quickly stepped in. "Hold on Dozer, we're dinotrux, we don't give up this easily." He then turned to the rock structure. "I'm taking that thing down." He said determinedly and rolled up to it. The other dinotrux watched.
As he rolled up, Ty said, "Ton-Ton, get ready to catch those reptools." He jumped and swung around, giving his tail a good swing. It smashed right into the structure, but ends up getting stuck. Because of him launching himself, Ty's chain suspends him to the ball and is left hanging from it, with his treads on the bottom of the structure. Realising what happened, he tried revving forward, but it was no use. He was stuck. "This is harder than I thought. It's not even budging."
Being the smart mouth she is, Skya came up to the hanging Ty and said, "How's it going up here?"
"Need a new plan." Ty replied.
As the others helped to get Ty down, the reptools continued to watch from above.
"What are they doing?" Ace asked.
"Not rescuing us, that's for sure." Waldo commented.
"I did not say it would be easy for them to rescue us." Revvit said, thinking. He noticed Scratch was looking around, taking note of some rocks nearby.
Then, he had an idea. "But maybe there's a way to help! Ace, hand me that piece of scrap!" He said, pointing to a piece of scrap next to them. Ace grabbed it with her mouth and passed it to Revvit. He placed it next him and used his drill to draw out a plan on it.
Back on the ground, Ty was down, and Dozer came up to him. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but we could really use that little guy right now."
"Hey, just because Revvit is up there doesn't mean he can't help us down here." Ty argued, and shouted up to Revvit. This drew the attention of Scratch, who was still figuring out how to use the nearby rocks to possibly make a ramp up to Revvit. He came up next to Ty.
"Hey Rev! Do you think there's anything we can build that would h-OW!" He was stopped by a piece of scrap being thrown from the nest and hitting him in the head. It hit Scratch on the way down too and rattled onto the ground.
"You should probably take that as a 'no' dude." Ton-Ton said. Ty was confused. What was Revvit doing?
But Scratch went over to the scrap. He could've sworn he saw something on it. All he saw was a rusty red coating. But sure enough, he flipped it over and saw a picture on it. Schematics from Revvit. He was tossing them a plan!
He called over to Ty, who looked at the picture and mirrored his thoughts. "Actually, I think it's more of a yes. Look! It's a plan! Uh, a very tiny plan." He looked over at his scraptor friend. "Scratch, can you read it?"
He nodded, and using the drill in his mouth, managed to indent the solid ground and draw out a larger version of Revvit's picture for all of them to see. With his markings of course.
It was simple, but it could work. A bunch of rocks nearby stacked up on top of each other next to the rock structure, until it was tall enough for Skya to climb up there and reach the reptools with her long neck.
Once done, he went over to the rocks he saw to mark THEM, while the other dinotrux looked over the plan. "Huh. Well, great minds think alike." Ty said, and looked to the others. "Ok guys, let's TRUX IT UP!" And work began!
Using the rocks Scratch had marked, Ty used his tail to bring them to ground level so Dozer can move them to the build site. Ton-Ton used his crash and grab technique on the nearby wall to get smaller stones as support for under the big rocks, which Ty used his mouth to place. Skya took the big rocks and followed Scratch's markings to put them in the desired place.
As Skya stood on the rocks to test their sturdiness, Waldo continued to comment. "They could do a lot better with the shape of those rocks."
"I'll be sure to pass that on after we're rescued." Replied Revvit.
Soon, the pile of rocks were bringing Skya close enough to the nest. "It's working! We're saved! We're saved!" Cried Click-Clack.
"Not yet we're not." Said Ace nearby. "Look!" She gestured to the distance.
Coming up fast were the scrapadactyls heading back towards the nest, and they did not look happy. "We're doomed! We're doomed!" Cried Click-Clack, as all the reptools ducked under scrap for cover.
Ty saw the scrapadactyls too. "Ton-Ton! Dozer! Scratch! We've got company!"
Ton-Ton drove to the nest, carrying a huge pile of rocks in his flatbed. "Let's see how tough you are with a beck full of boulders!" He 180d and flung his load towards the scrapadactyls, who scattered to dodge. They flew around the rock structure to attack the dinotrux as Skya climbed the last few rocks to reach the reptools. Dozer flung a rock at one, but it used its wings to belt it back.
Scratch, being the only one who understood what they were saying, heard the one who had made him crash into the ground yell "Protect the nest!" as it flew towards them. He kept his eye on that particular scrapadactyl. This time, it would PAY.
With that thought in mind, he felt his predator mode come back. Only this time, he would finally use it to KILL. He drove under his target as it flew and shot his claws at its body. It connected and latched, and he was pulled into the sky. He reeled in the chain until he was holding onto the scrapadactyl with his robot legs. "I'm back, you bastard!"
The scrapadactyl roared in anger. "You again?! Can't you just l-AH!" It was cut off as Scratch bit hard into its neck and used the drill inside him to tunnel into it. Sparks flew, oil spilled and the scrapadactyl screamed in pain, before going life-less and making a nose-dive. Scratch managed to jump off and land tread first onto the ground, his victim crashing beside him.
Having tasted blood, or in this case oil, and done what he wanted, Scratch returned to his normal mode. He panted at the exercise he had just done and looked up. And watching a few feet away was Dozer, looking with shock and horror on his face.
Meanwhile, Ton-Ton launched another load of boulders at the other 2 scrapadactyls. One managed to dodge will the other wasn't so lucky. The remaining scrapadactyl tried to attack Skya, who was at the top of the boulder pile, but she used her hook to swat it out of the sky.
She turned to Click-Clack, Ace and Waldo, who were standing on the edge of the nest. "Climb on!" She lowered her head so her conveyer belt back was showing.
Click-Clack looked down the steep drop he had to climb down and tried to back out. But Waldo pushed him onto the conveyer belt and followed along with Ace. They landed on one of the rocks further down.
Then it was Revvit's turn to jump on, but before he could, a scrapadactyl who had gotten back into the sky dived towards her. Ty tried to warn her, but it was no use. The scrapadactyl hit her with its wing and she lost her balance, falling off the mound. It too collapsed.
Revvit barely managed to grab and hang on to a piece of scrap nearby, but it's shape was threating to fall off the edge. "Hang on Rev! We'll figure something else out!" Called Ty from bellow.
To make things worse, the remaining scrapadactyls had climbed back onto the nest to grab Revvit. The fear was making him lose his grip. The other reptool looked on in fear for their friend. "Now would be a good time for a new idea!" Revvit called back, still hanging for him life and trying to dodge the peaking scrapadactyls.
"I'm working on it!" Ty yelled, stomping the ground in rage and trying to think.
The other dinotrux had gathered together again, looking on in anticipation. Scratch noticed that when Ty stomped the ground, one of his pieces was falling off. If he wasn't trying to rescue Revvit he would be grabbing it for scrap while-
Wait a minute. He looked at the piece, then the scrapadactyl. Scrap. SCRAP!
Scratch set his idea into motion, and rushed forward to hit Ty's tread. He threw his weight against it and the piece fell off.
"Hey! Scratch!" Ty yelled, backing off from the scraptor.
"Dude! What are doing?! Have you gone crazy?!" Ton-Ton added.
"He probably has! It was only a matter of time!" Dozer said, getting ready to charge.
Waldo looked over to Ty. "You're not actually friends with that alpha scraptor, are you?"
Ty looked back in confusion. "He's a what?"
Scratch grabbed the piece with his mouth and tossed it up to catch it with his right claw hand. He then backed up, focusing on the scrapadactyls. "Hey bird-brains!" The two scrapadactyls looked at him. "You want scrap? Go fetch!" Scratch tossed the piece of scrap to the two scrapadactyls. They watched as it went over their heads and one of them chased after it yelling "Scrap! Gimme!".
Skya realised what he was doing and stopped Dozer from charging. "Wait! He's not crazy. He's trying to lure them away with scrap!" She stepped forward, ready to help. "Hey Scratch!" The scraptor turned to her. She showed him the broken piece of metal under her tail Revvit had fixed earlier. "Scrap me!"
With a nod and a roar, Scratch obliged and used his mouth to rip of the piece of metal. He then used his mouth to throw the piece next to the other scrapadactyl, who also flew away to give chase. The nest was clear. His part done, Scratch went back to the scrapadactyl he had taken out. Ace, noticing him go, followed.
"Hey! Wasn't there three of them?" Ton-Ton noticed.
"Not anymore. Scratch took out one of them. I saw it myself." Dozer said. The other dinotrux and reptools turned to him.
"Woah, he did? Crazy." Ton-Ton awed.
"Crazy, and rather concerning." Skya said.
"We'll talk about it later. Right now we're still in a rescue." Ty said. He looked back to Revvit, still hanging on. "Your clear Rev! But I think your gonna have to get down on your own!"
"WHAT?! How am I supposed to do that?!"
"Just drop! We'll catch you!"
Revvit couldn't do it. He started thinking aloud. "Even if they were to catch me the momentum I would build up during the fall would be quite dangerous. Unless there was some way to slow my…" The metal was rocking out of place, and Revvit had to grab on the ledge of the nest. Revvit watched the metal drop down, but because of the spiral shape the hung onto the ledge, it spun around as it went to ground at a slower rate. "…descent."
He got another idea. "It is worth a try! Something thin…" He looked around. "…and light…" He saw an interesting piece of metal. "…with just the right shape to catch the air." The metal he noticed was flat, went to a point, and had some metal grab onto in the centre. He shimmed over to it and took his position. After some shaking to get it loose, the metal plummeted to the ground. Revvit struggled to get in under control, but he did, he levelled the metal, and actually started flying around!
Revvit realised what he was doing. "Wait… I'm doing it! I'm actually flying! This is quite enjoyable!" He controlled the metal to slowly get it level with the ground. "I can see for miles! This is so exi-" He crashed into Ton-Ton's flatbed, which Ton-Ton had raised to catch Revvit.
"Gotcha dude!" He said.
Revvit, disoriented from his collision, tried standing. "(Cough) yes, you got me alright." He said, and fell onto his back.
With all the reptools safe, it was time to take them back to the valley before the scrapadactyls came back. Before Ty could give the word though, he realised in all the commotion, Scratch wasn't with them anymore.
"Anyone seen Scratch?" He asked.
"He's back here!" Ace called from behind a nearby rock. "What is he DOING?!"
The other dinotrux went around the nearby rock and gasped at what they saw.
Scratch, back in predator mode, was biting into the scrapadactyl Dozer said he had taken out and using the drill in his clamp mouth to put a hole into it. Oil was spilling out and Scratch was consuming it.
The other reptools, including a recovered Revvit, also saw the sight. Waldo looked over to him. "How can you five stand to be with him?"
Revvit couldn't believe what he was seeing. "I have never seen him do this before…"
Ty looked over at Waldo. "What did you say he was? An alpha scraptor?"
"Yep. An alpha scraptor. One of the most dangerous types of scraptors known to mechazoic-kind. It's got better tools, and is more agile, smarter and tougher than other scraptors. Some types even have wings attached to them."
"Yikes." Said Skya. "And what about him seeing red?"
"It's an attack mode. If its provoked it will enter that mode and its abilities increase, making it even more dangerous. It needs oil to return and keep it normal, or it will become more and more easier to provoke as time passes."
Ty and Revvit listened to Waldo in understanding as they watched Scratch release his grip from the scrapadactyl and his eyes turned back to normal. They all quickly ducked back behind the rock. "So if you actually plan to keep him around, you better be ready to fork over some oil if you don't want him to attack any of you." Waldo finished explaining.
Scratch POV, As The Others Were Talking…
Scratch couldn't believe what he was doing. He had just killed one of the scrapadactyls and was now drinking it's oil. Why was he doing it? Because it felt good. The feeling of finally being able to get his revenge on someone combined with the fact the oil actually tasted good seemed to numb the part of his mind that said 'this is wrong'. He needed this. He wanted this. And once he had drained this scrapadactyl he would figure out how to put its wings onto him so that HE could fly. It would be glorious.
Eventually, he felt satisfied enough to stop drinking the oil and release his grip from the scrapadactyl. As he returned to normal, he noticed he felt a lot… calmer. He didn't have the feelings of frustration and annoyance like he had before. He just felt… good.
His thoughts stopped as he felt a presence near him. He looked over to the nearby rock, but no one was there. There was talking coming from behind the rock, but he couldn't make it out.
Ty then came from behind the rock. "There you are Scratch. We got everyone down and we're ready to head back." Scratch nodded and tried to drag the scrapadactyl towards the others. He wanted to keep drinking the oil and use the parts to take to the scraptors. Ty watched in confusion. "Uhh, you planning to keep that?" Scratch nodded again.
Ty looked back behind the rock. "Hey Ton-Ton!"
The ankylosaur drove up next to him. "Yeah dude?"
"Scratch wants to take the scrapadactyl back with us. You think you can carry it?"
"Sure! That scrapadactyl will make a sweet trophy."
So Ty picked up the downed scrapadactyl and placed it in Ton-Ton's flatbed. Scratch then followed them back behind the rock where the rest of the dinotrux were waiting. He also finally got a good look at the three reptools that they had rescued. One of them looked like Revvit, only more orange, one looked like a pipe wrench and the other looked like a crescent wrench.
Noticing Scratch was examining his friends, Revvit came over. "Scratch, this is Ace, Waldo and Click-Clack, my friends."
As they started to head off, Ty turned to his scraptor friend. "Hey Scratch?" He turned to him. "There's something we learned from Waldo that you need to know…"
Back At The Valley, Some Time Later…
By the time the dinotrux and reptools had made it back to the valley in one piece, Ty had told Scratch everything he and the others had learned from Waldo about who he was.
As Ty had predicted, Scratch was shocked. Not only was he a killing machine, he was a vampire hulk killing machine! What the hell was this world trying to pull?!
Once the team was back at valley, and Ton-Ton had dropped off the reptools, he followed Scratch to the old scrapyard where he wanted him to drop off his scrapadactyl prize.
As they were gone, Waldo started talking to the others. "Thanks for saving us. Revvit was right, you trux ARE making the crater a better place." A pause. "See ya." Waldo turned away.
Revvit was shocked. He jumped off Ty and ran up to Waldo. "Wait! Where are you going? We still have repairs to do!"
"Sorry Revvit. This is STILL a bad idea. Different or not, your dinotrux friends can't protect us forever. Those scrapadactyls will come back eventually, and I'm not gonna be here when they do." With that, Waldo walked away, heading back to the valley.
Click-Clack passed by next. "Click-Clack? Not you too!" Revvit said.
"I-I don't know what I was thinking coming out here Revvit. I like the Ravine, and maybe it's not so bad being afraid all the time. I sure am good at it." And he followed Waldo.
Even Ace was heading into the trees. "You're staying, right Ace? You know, getting all up in their gears and taking them apart?"
"Uhh, well, I'm sorry Rev. Fixing those trux WAS a thrill, but, we live in a protected place like the ravine for a reason."
With all their similar reasons in place, the three reptools walked back into the forest and headed back to the ravine.
As they left, Ton-Ton came back, Scratch listening from his flatbed. "Dudes, where are they going?"
"They're going back to the Ravine." Revvit replied, sighing.
But their reasons made Ty think. Especially Ace's. "A protected place…" He said out loud.
Realizing what he meant, Revvit gasped and turned to him. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"We could BUILD our way out of this!"
"Something big! Bigger than anything we've built before!"
"Exactly! What do you guys think? We can build a place for all of us and the reptools and stay THERE. That way, we've got a place where we can sleep and be repaired in a safe enclosed space!"
The other dinotrux agreed. This was definitely the best course of action.
Back In The Ravine, Near The Slide Entrance…
Once back in their old lands, the three reptools looked around. "Good to be home, huh?" Waldo said.
"Yeah, good." Ace replied, a little doubtfully.
"Yeah, nice to be afraid somewhere more familiar." Click-Clack added.
The trio walked through the same path Revvit had taken earlier that day. The other reptools talked amongst each other about how they were back from the outside. "This must be how Revvit used to feel. I-it's kind of exiting." Click-Clack noted.
They soon made it back to their ore-collection place, where Ace's invention was still laying on the ground. "Does it feel a lot... SMALLER in here to anyone else?"
They all didn't want to say it, but it did. So they all just sighed.
"So, uh... guess we aught to finish this ore grabber after all, huh." Waldo said, indicating the invention.
"Actually..." Came a sudden nearby familiar voice. The trio turned and saw their other friend standing nearby. "… I know something a LOT bigger we can build."
"Revvit?!" Ace cried.
The clever reptool continued, pushing a flat rock in front of him towards the others. "No matter what you say, I know you ALL loved being out there working on those trucks. So what if I told you, there was something we could build that would keep us safe WHILE we are doing our repairs."
"You mean, something like the ravine?" Waldo asked.
"Only big enough for dinotrux?" Click-Clack added.
"Exactly! Take at look at your brand new dinotrux garage and repair shop!" Revvit stood back to show what was on the rock. It was a design for the garage, blueprints and all. "Best part is, no scrapadactyl is getting past that roof!"
The other reptools looked at each other. This... could actually work. "So, what do you say? Ready to get your bits busy again or what?" Revvit asked excitedly.
There was another glance between the reptools... Well...
Back On The Surface...
The dinotrux were waiting impatiently for Revvit to return. "Think they're gonna go for it?" Skya asked.
"I don't know. But if anyone can convince them, it's Revvit." Ty said confidently.
"Yeah, that tool sure can talk." Dozer agreed.
Next to Ton-Ton, Scratch agreed too. I mean, if it hadn't been for Revvit, Dozer would be at the bottom of a tar pit right now.
Finally, Revvit was back, and standing in front of the line of dinotrux. "So, are the tool-dudes gonna help us build the garage?"
Revvit looked sadly, "I am sorry, they did not think it was a good idea."
There was a collective "aww" from the disappointed dinotrux.
"They thought it was a GREAT one!" Revvit exclaimed, pulling a total "psych!" on the dinotrux. The other reptools appeared behind him.
The dinotrux were relieved. "I knew it!" exclaimed Ty.
"I haven't worked on anything THIS exciting since we moved into the ravine!" Voiced Waldo.
"Forget living big! I'm ready to start BUILDING big!" Ace added.
"Yeah. I figured I could be afraid anywhere. So... why not be afraid out here. For a good cause." Finally said Click-Clack.
"You won't regret it!" Said Ty.
"So what are y'all standing around for? We got work to do!" Waldo shouted, taking command. "Ton-Ton, Dozer, let's get some boulders loaded in! And some foundation holed dug Ty! Skya, we're gonna need a LOT of trees to make..."
While he was talking, Revvit and Ty got together. "This is gonna be awesome Rev." Ty said.
"I cannot wait." Revvit agreed.
"Tail bump!" They both said, and did their sweet tail bump. From the side, Scratch looked on, rather amused by the display. But speaking of Revvit...
Revvit saw Scratch watching and remembered what he had promised him about Ripper.
"And Revvit, we haven't even STARTED thinking about what the inside is gonna look like!" Waldo was saying.
"Sorry Waldo, I can't come along right now." Revvit said.
"What? Why?" Waldo asked, confused.
"I promised Scratch I would tag along with him to scower the area, in case D-Structs is still lurking around. We will catch up with you tonight."
Waldo looked at Revvit suspiciously. Him being alone with that grey scraptor didn't seem like a good idea, but since he needed to direct the dinotrux to start the garage before nightfall, since the sun was going down, he was going to be to busy with that to deal with Revvit. Besides, Revvit was smart and Ty had assured them that Scratch was tame, so maybe he would be fine...
"Alright. Hurry back though." Waldo said.
"Will do." Revvit promised. With that he jumped onto Scratch and they took off.
At The Old Scrapyard...
As Scratch got his days worth of scrap together, Revvit tried to figured how he was going to see the Ripper and the Scrapyard without any scraptors seeing him. Watching Scratch work, he noticed his box arms that held the cable for his hook, and got an idea.
"Hey Scratch." He said. Scratch turned to the reptool. "Could I hide in your arm box?"
Scratch looked at it, then held it up next to Revvit to compare size. It looked like he could juuuuust fit. So he put the claw hand to the ground, unloaded the claw and held the empty box to Revvit. He himself retracted his drill bits then, using the cable, he hauled himself backwards into the box until he felt the part where the cable is wrapped around the winch drum. Once his head was ducked into his shell, he was able to fit into the arm box with the claw retracted. With the small holes in Scratch's arm to prevent suction, Revvit was able to see outside of the box.
Once Revvit was in position, Scratch picked up his load of scrap and made his way towards Rippers Scrapyard.
Rippers Scrapyard, Near The End Of Dusk...
Ripper was for some reason waiting for Scratch out front of the scrapyard when he arrived.
"Hey Scratch ol' boy!" He said.
"Afternoon Ripper. You wanted to see me?" Scratch replied, a little confused. He noticed Ripper was eyeing his pile of scrap happily.
"I certainly did! Follow me!" Ripper replied back happily. He indicated to Scratch to follow him, witch Scratch did, still confused.
"I must say Scratch I am not one who is easily impressed, but you… You have managed to do so!"
"Is that so?" Scratch looked at Ripper in surprise.
"Indeed so! Thanks to your amazing fresh scrap collecting the scrapyard has never looked and felt better! Fresher food in ACTUAL piles? It's great!
"Well… I'm glad I could help Ripper."
"And I'm thankful Scratch. I repay those who deserve it so I got you a present. It's next to the scrap drop off point."
At this point the two of them had made it to the main part of the scrapyard, where the scraptors slept with their share of the scrap. Next to the biggest pile, called the handout pile, was the scrap drop off point, and next to THAT was a decent sized pile of ore. And since the other scrapters didn't eat ore, that must be Scratch's present.
"Ah. A bunch of ore. Thanks Ripper." Said Scratch, sniffing the ore. It smelled rather fresh, oddly enough.
"Not a problem Scratch. Keep up the good work, and they'll be more then ore heading your direction."
Scratch dropped off the scrap, picked up the ore, and with a goodbye, made his way back out of the scrapyard.
During all this, Revvit watched this and the surroundings from his hiding place, fascinated. From what he could tell, the scraptors were hanging out next to or on piles of scrap, which they seemed to own. There was a massive pile which the leader seemed to own and the scrapters were biting into the scrap, which suggested that something on or in the scrap was something they ate. Interesting stuff.
Back At The Worksite…
The team of dinotrux and reptools were gathered around the supplies they had collected for the garage, based on the schematics Revvit had drawn earlier. Click-Clack was looking around the landscape nervously, looking for him, because Waldo said he had gone with the scrapter called Scratch to check the area out. The sun was now gone from the sky meaning darkness was falling, and they still weren't back, which was really starting to worry him. I mean, what if they had gotten hurt? What if the scraptor had eaten Revvit?! WHAT IF-
"I see them!" Called out Skya. The rest of the group looked over to where she was. Sure enough, there was Scratch, with Revvit on his shoulder, causing Click-Clack to sigh with relief. They also noticed Scratch was holding something in his arms.
When he got closer, they saw he was carrying a whole bunch of ore.
"About time you two got back." Waldo said a little scornfully.
"Our apologies." Said Revvit. Scratch nodded. "We got caught up in the sightseeing of the land while looking around. No sign of D-Structs anywhere. Then we decided to grab some ore to take back to you. All in all, a successful trip."
Despite speculation, the others fell for the lie and in the end, they all ate the ore Scratch had brought for dinner, before bringing the materials the dinotrux had collected to Ty's cave for safekeeping. Once stored away, each reptool went with a dinotrux to sleep for the night. Revvit went with Ty, Ace went with Ton-Ton, Click-Clack went with Skya, and Waldo went with Dozer.
Later That Night…
Click-Clack couldn't sleep. As he lay next to Skya on the ground looking up though the trees at the night sky, he kept glancing at the scrapter sleeping next to him, and when he closed his eyes, all he could think about was the scrapter coming up next to him and eating him up, just like that. One bite. That's all it would take. Yikes.
His constant shifting and shaking of fear eventually woke up Skya. She woke up, saw where the noises were coming from and leaned her head down towards the nervous reptool.
"Click-Clack?"
"AH!" Click-Clack jumped, then realized who was talking to him. "Oh, sorry Skya. Did I wake you up?"
"Yeah, you kinda did with all your constant movement."
"Oh, sorry Skya. It's just... I can't sleep with him around." Click-Clack explained, indicating towards Scratch, who had woken up from Click-Clack's yell and was listening to their conversation.
"I don't blame you. I thought that scraptor would tear me a new one when he first slept with me. But Ty said he was harmless, and he hasn't wrong so far."
"I suppose. But it's still hard to sleep next to someone who..."
Alright, he had heard enough. He wasn't wanted here. With a robotic sigh, Scratch, to Skya and Click-Clack's shock, got up and left the cluster of trees.
"Scratch?" Skya tried to call to him. He didn't even look back.
This was getting tiresome, and not just because it was nighttime. First some of the dinotrux, and now some of the reptools couldn't trust him. He was becoming nothing but a magnet for fear and non-trust. Combined with what he had learned about himself that day, Scratch had had enough of all this bad luck surrounding him. He didn't want to say it, but being on his home planet was looking better at this point.
"Please don't lose hope my friend. You must stay strong."
Oh god. Not her. "I'm getting tired of staying strong. Leave me alone."
"Things will change, they will just take time. Please Josh, you-"
"I SAID GO AWAY!"
Silence. She was gone. Scratch knew this wasn't nice and that she was just trying to help, but right now, he didn't want to associate with her for a while. He was still pissed about her sending him here, but then again, he asked for this, so there was no excuse.
With another sigh, he made his way into the night to find somewhere else to sleep. The woman was right. Things WOULD change. The question was, when?
Whatever. Building the garage was tomorrow. Hopefully once that was sorted, he could work on building relationships with the others. Could he do it? Only time would tell.
Again, I'm sorry for going dark on this story. Things have been tough and I'm trying to get through it. To Boggie445, no, I'm not dead. I'm just busy. Have a good rest of the day, and thanks to everyone who's been enjoying this so far. It really means a lot.
P.S. Don't expect updates to this story often. I need time to get life sorted then I'll return.
P.P.S. I'm not satisfied with the ending of this chapter but I needed to get it out to show I'm not dead. I'll probably rewrite in the future.