The first thing Grandma and Grandpa longneck noticed early in the morning was that Littlefoot was no longer there.
They were surprised to not to find their young one right by their side, as it happened every morning. At first, they thought that Littlefoot had gone to play with his friends, so, they eventually relaxed, and decided to talk to him later on.
However, they soon had met Littlefoot's friends searching for him, and soon, they realized Littlefoot had not met with them, and so, they realized that no one knew where Littlefoot was.
That was when they started searching around the Valley, all of them, both the longneck's grandparents, as well as his friends; they all asking to everyone in the valley if they have seen him or if they had any idea of where Littlefoot could have went.
After the third day, everybody was already searching for him on all sides, and were formed searching parties to search in every part of the valley for the young longneck. The days passed, and they had found no clue of where Littlefoot could have went. Chomper even tried to track him by his scent with his sniffer, but, he could only follow the longneck's scent to a certain place, and then, it seemed that it simply vanished.
They kept searching for around two weeks, when the parties had almost completely vanished, only his closer friends were still searching for him. They were, however, giving up their searching, and soon, even Grandma and Grandpa had to stop, and they could do nothing but wait for Littlefoot to return.
They were deadly worried, however, Littlefoot's friends told them that their grandson and them had already be into difficult situations, and they had always found out a way out to come back home safely, and Littlefoot was the one that almost made sure that it happened. This was enough to make the two elder longnecks relax a little, still, they were worried about their young grandson.
In truth, even the young ones were worried, because Littlefoot had never been outside without anyone by his side, and the few times he actually did, he got into trouble. They were worried for Littlefoot having been gone for so long in time, and their worry was growing as the days passed, and there was no sign of Littlefoot showing up.
Days passed, and turned into weeks. And the weeks turned into months. Most residents of the Great Valley had already decided that the young longneck was not going to return. There was a lot of speculation about what could have happened to him. Some were saying that the young longneck had ventured alone into the Mysterious Beyond, and that he had ended up as a night meal to some sharptooth. Some said that he must have went for some of his adventuring, and that he probably found some short of problem he did not predicted. There were even some saying that he had actually found a new heard or a new place to live and he decided not to come back, or even that he had decided that he was old enough to start exploring on himself out there.
Yet, there were some rumoring around the Valley that the young sharptooth, Chomper, had actually something to do with Littlefoot's disappearing. Some said that the young sharptooth could have thought that the longneck was food, and decided to have some snack on him.
There were many who publically dismissed this possibility, much to Chomper's relief; however, he noticed that from this day on, the rest of the adults of the Great Valley seemed to be a little more reluctant into letting him come near their children.
The two elderly longnecks seemed to be the only ones, besides Littlefoot's friends, who still believed that he was going to come back. They would sometimes stay awake as they waited for him to show up back, and to run in their direction. And, even with the time passing, and their hopes diminishing little by little, they were still waiting while everyone else had already gave up.
And for Littlefoot's friends, they still had hope, and yet, the waiting was soon turning slowly into grieving. Yet, they waited for Littlefoot to come back. Somewhere back in their minds, deep in their hearts, they could never give up the thought that Littlefoot was going to come back again, and that they were all going to be together.
Four Night Circle Cycles (four months) later
The bright circle was shining into the Great Valley, as the life had moved on after Littlefoot's disappearance. Many, save for the young ones and the two old longnecks, having already accepted that the young longneck would never come back.
But, what was it entering by one of the openings of the Great Valley?
It was Littlefoot!
The young longneck came slowly, walking calmly into the Great Valley, a place that he had not came into a while now, and that he had missed by the time he was away. He walked proudly in there, sniffing the air deeply and sighing with a confident smile on his face. At the base of his neck, was some kind of gear, made out of silvery metal, and in the front, it had the symbol of a treestar with a sharptooth's tooth carved over it.
Littlefoot walked forward, as heavy footsteps followed him from behind, coming from the big creature that was following him.
"So, this is the Great Valley, huh?" said the creature behind Littlefoot, as it looked around, into the entrance of the place they had just gone in. It was full of trees, and had some beautiful landscapes around and even some flowers blooming.
"It is quite nice." The creature said "Not like our valley, but it seems a good place to live."
Littlefoot looked over his shoulder, to the great dinosaur who was coming with him. "You have seen nothing yet." He said with a smile, and the creature smiled back at him.
"I'd love to see this place more calmly in the future." He said, but soon, the smile disappeared and was replaced by a serious expression as he looked down at the longneck "But not now. Now they are probably half their way here, and we must warn the residents before they arrive."
Littlefoot nodded, understanding fully the seriousness of the present situation. The older dinosaur was right, they would be there soon, actually, they could arrive at any moment, and they were going to get everyone off guard. They had to warn the adults as soon as possible. Each second lost was one greater risk.
Littlefoot soon started leading the bigger dinosaur across the Valley, and into some woods and bushes that were big enough to hide him. Littlefoot knew that, if the adults saw him, well, the chances of they actually wanting to hear him would be somewhat low. Therefore, it was better for him to stay hidden, at least until Littlefoot could explain everything to the adults, and explain that he was not the real danger.
Littlefoot just hoped they would listen to him and actually believe into what he was going to say. Four months ago, Littlefoot himself had not truly believed it.
Littlefoot was walking carefully, followed near by the older and bigger dinosaur, and soon, they were in front of an open field, in which there were some dinosaurs eating the green food that was into the ground.
Oh boy. Was the thought in Littlefoot's head as he looked over his shoulder, to the much bigger dinosaur who was companying him. The trees of the woods they were near, allowed both to stay hidden, and Littlefoot knew that if he came out into the open there was going to have some panic form the part of the residents. And it seemed that there was no longer ground ahead that would give them cover.
"Oh no." Littlefoot said as he looked around, and he saw that they could risk going into the open and risk to have everybody to panic and not to hear them out, or to take a detour to stya hidden, and risk to lose a lot of time.
"You have to go." Said the older dinosaur to Littlefoot, making the young longneck to look at him "You go and you tell them."
Littlefoot was a bit taken back. Yes, the plan was for him to explain to the adults about the situation before he showed up, but he thought the older dinosaur would be hidden near, and would be there to happen if they suddenly appeared. However, he was going to keep hidden as Littlefoot was going to continue. What if they simply appeared and he was too far to give him help? Then Littlefoot was going to have to fight them all alone! And he didn't knew if he was ready for something like that.
"B-but…" Littlefoot stammered, but the older dinosaur said "That is an order!"
This was enough to make Littlefoot know that there was no discussion. He lowered his head as he was scared, and the older dinosaur lowered his head to Littlefoot's eye level, and he said "Come on, you can do it."
"What if they just come before I can warn them?" Littlefoot asked, and the older dinosaur answer was "Then you take care of them, and protect everyone."
Littlefoot looked down, and he said "What if I can't?" he sounded scared "What if I'm not strong enough yet?"
The older dinosaur then said "Littlefoot, you are one of the strongest and most talented dinosaurs I ever had met in my life." It's tone was true, and made Littlefoot look up at him, as the older dinosaur continued "If there is someone who can protect everyone in this valley, this one is you."
Littlefoot looked up at the older dinosaur, and he was able to smile, and he said "You can wait here." The confidence had returned to his voice "I'll see if I can tell them before they come." And with that, Littlefoot started running into the open, and the older dinosaur stayed behind, and he was saying "Good luck, little longneck. May the spirits smile upon you on this day."
Littlefoot passed running by the others dinosaurs, and all the while, he was calling out "Everybody! Everybody listen to me!" he said as he passed, startling many dinosaurs who were eating calmly, and suddenly saw a screaming longneck passing by them.
"There is an emergency! I need everybody to gather around into the meeting rock! I mean everybody! It is extremely important!" Littlefoot called out as he continued to run. Soon, there were dinosaurs who shared looks, and went right after him, just to see what it was all about.
As Littlefoot passed by the places, screaming for "everybody go to the Meeting Rock!", his cries attracted the attention of two elderly dinosaurs, who were eating from a nearby tree, when they heard some voice that was familiar to them.
Their eyes widened as they looked over, and saw a very familiar young longneck moving at the distance, and calling for the other dinosaurs for a meeting into the Meeting Rock.
"Littlefoot?" Grandpa said, as Grandma was next to him, as taken back as him, but soon, they both started moving, going along with the other dinosaurs in direction to the Meeting Rock, where the young longneck was calling everyone.
Soon, the words of the longneck seemed to have effect, for as soon as he arrived into the Meeting rock, to where he was heading, he was companied by a big group of dinosaurs, who all looked confused at him as he was calling everyone to there.
Littlefoot looked behind himself, as it seemed that he had convinced a good amount of dinosaurs to go in there. Good, maybe he could convince dinosaurs enough to…
The sudden call made him snap back to reality, as he saw two well-known longnecks coming on his direction, and he immediately knew whom it was.
"Grandpa! Grandma!" Littlefoot cried out as he smiled at seeing them, and Grandma said "Littlefoot!" and she and Grandpa both rushed to meet with Littlefoot, and starts nuzzling with him.
"Oh, Littlefoot, we were so worried about you!" Grandma said, as she could no longer hold back the tears moving down her face, and Littlefoot also had tears of his own, being happy for finally being able to see them again.
"I missed you so much." Littlefoot said, and soon, the other dinosaurs started realizing who was this longneck.
"Is the longneck kid!"
"The one that went missing?"
"He is alive!"
"Where have he been?"
Why he is calling a meeting now?"
Littlefoot barely even heard what they were saying, since he was too happy for finally seeing Grandma and Grandpa again. He was almost forgetting about his current mission and about the danger that they all were in.
"Littlefoot." Grandpa said, "Where have you been?"
Littlefoot finally broke a part, and he saw that nor Grandpa nor Grandma were angry with him, they were just concerned. Littlefoot felt guilty now for having left all that time and never telling them where he was going, and for staying away so much time without even trying to make contact.
Littlefoot knew that it was taking a while to explain to them where exactly he had been, and what he had been doing into the past four night circle cycles. Littlefoot was actually thinking into the best way of starting his explanation, when another voice called his attention back to the present.
Turning around, Littlefoot could see Chomper running in his direction, and seeing him come at him with a wide smile on his face. Right next to him where coming Ruby, Spike, Ducky and Petrie, they all were smiling at him.
"Littlefoot!" Chomper said, and he arrived at his longneck friend, and hugged his leg tight. And also did the others, Petrie hugging his snout, and Ducky hugging the base of his leg, as Ruby put her arms around Littlefoot's neck into a strong hug.
Littlefoot smiled when he felt all of his friends this close to him. He had missed his friends in the time he had to stay way, and he was more than happy to see all of them again. Littlefoot had actually been wanting to have a long talk with Chomper for quite a while now, and he was almost sure that the young sharptooth was going to want to hear to what he was going to say, and was probably going to like hearing it.
"I missed you too, guys." Littlefoot said, and right after these words, he heard a cry, and he looked over, to see Cera running in his direction, she seemed ready to strike and her eyes were glued on him.
The others, alerted by the cry, got out of the way, and Littlefoot barely had time to react when Cera jumped over him. The next thing he knew was that he was into the ground, with his back pressed on the ground, as Cera was above him, looking into his eyes, with a very pissed look.
There was a long moment of silence between them; before Cera finally spoke "Never!" she said, sounding mad at the longneck "Never, ever in your life disappear like that again!"
They stared at each other for a while, before Cera finally got off him, and allowed him to get back on his feet again. Littlefoo them was surrounded by his friends again, and they started asking "Littlefoot, where have you went?" said Ruby
"And why didn't you talked to anyone?" asked Chomper
"You took too long to return, you did, you did." Said Ducky, and Spike mumbled, agreeing with her, and Petrie said, "They were saying you already dead!"
"And, what is it around your neck?" asked Ruby, pointing at the silvery thing that was now at the base of his neck, with the symbol of the treestar and the sharptooth's tooth.
Littlefoot looked at them as they were all asking all these questions to him. Littlefoot knew that he owned explanations to all of them as of where he had been. And as he thought about how to start explaining, another voice came.
"So,you are alive, huh?" said as he approached, and Littlefoot looked at him as he came closer, with his natural serious and harsh expression, and he said "And why do you ask for a meeting in here, longneck?"
Littlefoot looked at him, and he knew that he had little time, maybe no time at all, and so, he started explaining "I came here to warn you!" he said, his tone serious "We have little time!"
This granted the present dinosaurs to talk among themselves, and to ask to Littlefoot several questions. Grandpa made everyone calm down and stop talking, and give Littlefoot room to keep explaining.
"Littlefoot." Grandpa said "Warn us from what? And where have you been?" he asked again, wanting to know what was going on, and Littlefoot looked at him.
"Well, huh, you see." Littlefoot said, trying to explain as fast as he could "Well, during this time I have been in… another Valley."
This had granted all the others to mumble more among themselves, and made his friends share a look and look back at him.
"Another Valley?" asked Mr. Threehorn, as he looked at Littlefoot. "And where would be this 'other valley'?" he asked almost demanding for answers, and Littlefoot knew that this was a waste of time.
"Look, I can explain later!" Littlefoot said, and he continued "I came here to warn you all! The Valley is going to be attacked!"
A collective gasp came from everyone around him, and there was a new wave of mumbles coming from everyone around.
"An attack?" Grandpa said, sounding urgent, and Littlefoot said "Yes! They might be here soon!"
"Who might be here?" asked Mr. Threehorn "Sharpteeth?"
"Yes! No! Not exactly." Littlefoot said, wondering now how should he explain to them who exactly were the ones that were going to attack them when the time was so against him. "Look, they are going to be here soo-"
Before Littlefoot could finish, there was a might cry that made everyone turn around. This cry was nothing like they ever had heard before, it was something between a fast biter and a bonecrusher sharptooth (Chomper's species), and yet, it was something entirely different.
Everybody looked in the direction the cry had come, and were all scared, as it seemed to be some short of sharptooth that none of them knew, not even Ruby nor Chomper. Littlefoot was, however, much more scared than any of the other presents, for he, unlike the others, knew exactly what it was.
"Oh no!" Littlefoot said "It is too late! They are already here!"
"Sharpteeth!" someone screamed, and soon, the others were still panicking. Littlefoot was as scared as all the others, for he knew that they could not defend themselves from them, not like he could. The young longneck looked at everyone in there, especially to his grandparents and to his friends.
Littlefoot could not let them be their new victims. They had nothing to do with it, and he could not allow them to get hurt. With a fierce expression, Littlefoot had made his decision.
"Stay in here!" he said to everyone, and he said "I'll take care of it!" and without saying anything else, he turned and ran into the direction where the cries were coming from.
"Littlefoot!" his friends and grandparents called as Littlefoot ran past them, in direction to what could be imminent danger.
What was he doing?
"Littlefoot, no!" Grandpa called, and Cera said "Littlefoot, come back here now!" and she dashed after him, and soon, there were some dinosaurs following the longneck as he ran.
On his way, Littlefoot passed by other dinosaurs, who were scared and running away, screaming about "monsters", and not bothering to pay attention to the longneck who was walking into the opposite direction.
Littlefoot kept running, and he was until he sighted the first sighs of them. Littlefoot stopped, as he saw these figures coming closer at him, and he stood his ground, his heart hammering into his chest as he looked at the creatures that came closer.
The others soon followed Littlefoot, being companied by some good number of dinosaurs that were wanting to know what was going on. Cera was into the first line, so, she was the first to arrive near, and to see what exactly was happening. She gasped when she sighted just what creatures Littlefoot was facing, as well as everybody who came after.
They were creatures around the same size of a fast biter, maybe a bit bigger. These creatures, however, did not looked like any kind of fast biter they had ever seen in their lives. The creatures had the head of a belly dragger, into the body of a fast biter, with a long tail ending into spikes, like the ones of a spiketail, and they had small curvy horns coming out of their heads. Their legs were long and strong, like the ones of a bonecrusher sharptooth, and they had long arms ending into very mean and dangerous looking claws. Their eyes were completely black, and devoid of any kind of emotion, and their jaws, armed with long and powerful fangs, snapped angrily at everything that was near.
"What are these things?!" asked a stunned Mr. Threehorn, unable to hide the shock on his voice as he looked at the new creatures, unlike anything he had ever seen before on his life.
"I-I don't know." Said Chomper, as confused as him, and Ruby said "Neither do I."
Everybody looked scared at these creatures, and there was at least twenty of them, and they looked to be eager to kill. Some dinosaurs even retreated a few steps as they were about to run, and they saw the longneck standing in there, in front of them.
Littlefoot narrowed his eyes at the creatures, and he said "You will not hurt anyone in this valley!" he said, trying to sound brave, and not letting it show that he was truly very nervous. "I'll not allow it!"
The creatures snapped their jaws at him, and they started advancing into his direction, their jaws snapping at him.
"Littlefoot!" everybody called, and grandpa said "Littlefoot! Run!"
Littlefoot only turned his head, and he groaned to himself as he wished they had heard him and stayed behind, where it was safe. Well, now there was no way of keeping them out of it, and if he did not made anything now, they would most likely turn into the next targets. So, he screamed "Stay behind me!" and he turned his attention back to the creatures, which approached him, snapping their jaws.
Littlefoot narrowed his eyes as one of the creatures was about to jump over him. The longneck looked at it, and the objects in the base of his neck, started emitting a strange glow. Littlefoot then opened his maw, and a small ball made out of light started materializing in front of it.
When the first of the creatures jumped in his direction, Littlefoot then screamed.
And, as he said that, the light which had accumulate in front of his mouth, then exploded forward, as a stream of pure light coming out of his mouth. The beam hit the jumping creature in front of him, and it had pierced the creature, opening a hole into its chest, and continuing its way. Littlefoot could hear a collective gasp behind himself, and the creature dropped to the ground, where it dissolved itself into black dust.
The other creatures hissed and retreated a few steps from him. Littlefoot looked at them fiercely, and he stood his ground. For a moment, Littlefoot remembered that he was not alone, and he looked behind his shoulder very slightly, and was able to see several dinosaurs looking at him with very wide eyes, among them, were his friends and his grandparents.
"L-L-Littlefoot…" Grandpa said, completely stunned ot what he just witnessed "How?"
"I'll explain later!" Littlefoot calls, turning his head in his direction, and Grandma suddenly says "Look out!"
Littlefoot's head snaps back forward just in time to see another of the creatures jumping in his direction. Littlefoot had to immediately drive his body to the other side, and this way, he had to dive and roll out of the reach of the creature.
He avoids the sharp and very mean claws, but they manage to make a gash on the side of his body. Littlefoot winces in pain as he rolls into the ground, and as he gets up.
"Littlefoot!" his friends called for him, as they watched the wound appearing into his side and soon was starting to leak blood, but Littlefoot looked at them, and he said "I'm fine! Stay out of this!"
And he faces the creatures, whom were now starting to circle around him. They hissed at him and snapped his jaws threatening at him as they approached, as if they were ready to jump over him if he made any attempt to escape. Littlefoot looked to the sides, wincing a little from the pain of the fresh wound into his backside, but he remains composed, and keeps a fierce look into the creatures around himself.
"Littlefoot!" Grandma cried, scared that she was going to lose her grandson now that he had just returned. She was scared and confused, and so was her husband, as he looked with wide eyes, and so did Littlefoot's friends.
"We gotta do something! They will eat Littlefoot!" Petrie said, panicking
"Maybe I can talk to them!" Chomper said, but before he could try, Mr. Threehorn said "Enough of that!" and he scratched the ground with his paw, reading himself to a strike as he said "Hey! Stupid sharptooth!"
This made the creatures look at him, and see the threehorn get ready to charge at them. Littlefoot also saw it, and he said "No! It is too dangerous."
"Bah!" Mr. Threehorn said, almost as mocking "Danger is for these freaky sharpteeth to mess with me!" and with that said, he started charging. One of the strange creatures, just one, started charging in his direction also, and it lowered its head and aligned its spine as it was ready to counter the charge.
Mr. Threehorn cried out as he advanced against that creature with all he got, intending to gore the thing into his horns, or at least thrown it back right into the Mysterious Beyond. Then the impact occurred, and the force of it made everyone around flinch.
However, much to the shock of everyone, the impact made the creature don't recoil or flinch, as it was expected, considering that the threehorn was much bigger and heavier than it. Actually, the creature started pushing back, and it was actually forcing Mr. Threehorn back!
"Wha-?" was all the threehorn could say as the creature started pushing him back just with its head so strong that it made his feet slide over the stone floor, and be pushed backwards. Everyone was as shocked as he was, especially Cera, who was seeing with her own eyes, but she still could not believe that it was actually possible that the smaller creature was able to push her dad back.
Mr. Threehorn soon recovered, and he tried to firm his feet into the ground enough to make it stop, and then he could start pushing against that thing and then thrown it back. The plan worked and the big threehorn was able to firm his legs enough to stop the sharptooth from pushing him back any further. He was able to smile at this, as now he just needed to push back, but he had no chance to, because, as soon as it stopped the creature adopted a new tactic.
It used its hands to grab onto his horns, and started pulling upwards, and what wasn't everyone's shock when the creature started raising Mr. Threehorn from the ground, and raising him from it. The threehorn cried out and he flailed his limbs, now out of the ground, as the creature raised him, and let out a cry as it spun round and threw the threehorn to the other side, sending him some feet away.
Everyone was utterly shocked for seeing how amazingly strong the creature was for its size. Everyone save for Littlefoot, as the only thing on his face was the worry for the adult threehorn, and even more as the creature outstretched its jaws, and it let out a mighty cry as it jumped amazingly high, and was just on its way to land right over the poor, stunned threehorn.
"No!" Littlefoot cried out, as he started running past the creatures, in direction to Mr. Threehorn, who was still dazzled from being threw like that, and his features were covered in fear as he saw that creature going in his direction, the claws outstretched for the kill.
The old threehorn was ready to fell these claws digging into his skin and piercing his flesh, but before it happened, Littlefoot stepped forward, and he stood in between Mr. Threehorn and the creature, and he stood there, slamming his both forepaws into the ground and lowering his head, before bringing it up as he cried out.
As soon as he said that, one wall made out of light materialized in front of him, and the creature landed into it. It stood against the wall, trying to scratch it with its claws, but without any visible effect.
"Why didn't you stayed out of this like I told you to!?" Littlefoot said to Mr. Threehorn, into a way very similar in which the adult had himself scorned at him and his friends sometimes in the past. The tone with which Littlefoot scorned at him, in turn, made the older threehorn be more shocked than actually having been thrown by that small creature, Even more than what the longneck was making now to prevent him from being attacked.
The other dinosaurs could only stared dumb folded as they saw the young longneck taking out into these strange creatures with what they could described only as "magic". Many of them were trying to discover now if that was really happening, or if they were having a crazy sleep story, or had gone insane, or both!
The creature clawed and slammed its head into the wall of light that Littlefoot created, before it decided it was not going to break it easily. It made a great leap backwards, and landed feet away from the wall. It scratched the ground, and aligned its spine, with the head with the horns turned to the wall.
Littlefoot instantly knew what it was going to do, it was going to try to break the wall by ramming in it. As Littlefoot saw it, he breathed, and the wall disappeared.
"Hey!" said Mr. Threehorn "Where did it went?" he sounded a bit panicked, and Littlefoot said "I took it down."
"What!? Are you crazy!?" he shouted at the longneck, who ignored him. The creature was still getting ready to charge at them, and Littlefoot only stared at it. He took a deep breath, and he closed his eyes softly, as if he was focusing. After a few seconds, the creature let out a cry, as it rammed in their direction.
"Littlefoot!" Cera called, and the longneck opened his eyes, both were glowing, and he said then.
And, as he said these words, his body was enveloped into a glowing aura, almost as if Littlefoot himself was glowing.
"Wha!?" Mr. Threehorn said, but he barely had time to say anything else, because Littlefoot started to run in direction to the creature, who had its horns turned to him. Littlefoot just ran in direction to the creature, and he let out a cry as he aligned his spine and readied for the impact.
Soon, it happened, and their heads slammed into a might strong impact, which made everyone's flinch. But, for everyone's surprise, that same creature which was able to stop Mr. Threehorn and make him reel back, now was thrown backwards by a slam it received from Littlefoot.
The creature flew back, and reeled into the ground, before stopping, grunting as it tried to stand up again. Littlefoot stared at it, still glowing softly, as a strand of blood ran down his face, from the wound that had opened on his head from the strength of the impact.
The creature finally got up back on its feet, and it roared at Littlefoot, and soon, its friends were all coming into the battle, as snapping their jaws as they circled Littlefoot again. The longneck stood there, still glowing, as he looked around to the creatures around himself, and then, one of them roared and jumped at him.
Littlefoot them jumped upwards, giving a much higher jump than it should be possible, as the creature went past the place he was and landed face in the ground, before Littlefoot landed back gently into the ground.
The other creatures then roared, and they all charged at the longneck. Littlefoot then started to dodge the moves, all with a great speed as he was able to dodge every claw swipe and bite that the creatures tried to land at him. After a while of dodging, Littlefoot had finally decided to attack back. The young longneck swung his body, and slammed his tail against some creatures, sending them flying back, and landing into the ground with a thud.
As he swung, however, one of the creatures managed to ram its claws into Littlefoot's leg. The longneck cried out as he felt the long claws piercing his flesh, and he had to dodge quickly to avoid another swipe of claws from another creature into his neck. Littlefoot avoided a lethal wound, but the claws still scratched his neck, opening flesh wounds into it.
Littlefoot was able to dash quickly to away from the creatures, but now he had two new wounds, both leaking blood, and the one on his leg was making it painful to stand and to walk. Littlefoot flinched as he tried to stand his ground, but he was able not to let it show.
The creatures turned their heads at him as they started advancing again, Littlefoot could hear his loved ones telling him to "run!" but he could not. He knew that if he did backed away they would advance and attack everyone. And there was absolutely no was that Littlefoot was going to let it happen.
Narrowing his eyes, Littlefoot focused another light ball in front of his mouth.
"Light Roar!" he cried out as he let out another stream of pure light into the creatures, which pierced right into the chest of one of them. This time, Littlefoot kept the stream, and he moved his head around, guiding the continuous stream into other of the creatures, and this stream of light was cutting them clean off. Littlefoot took off at least more ten other creatures with this attack, and they all vanished into nothing more than black dust as they were killed.
The left creatures backed away as they hissed dangerously at the longneck, who only stared at them, as he was now running into their direction. Littlefoot stood very close to another, and he opened his mouth, letting out another stream of light straight into the creature, exploding its head and making the body decompose into black dust.
One creature was able to swipe its claws over Littlefoot s side, opening a gash into the side of its body, which leaked blood. Littlefoot winced, but he quickly recovered, and he aimed another beam of light, this one hitting square the creature, and passing straight through it, and piercing others on its way, before it hit a big rock, and made it explode, sending dust and debris to all places.
Littlefoot then turned his attention to the three of the creatures that were left. They snarled at him, as they started gathering, Littlefoot instantly knew what they wanted to do, and he was not going to let!
He dashed to the creatures, and one of them dashed back at him. Littlefoot had to dodge the swipes and attacks coming from it, and soon, he was able to fire another beam of light form his mouth into the chest of the creature, making all the upper body explode, and what was left standing, soon turned into black dust, and spreaded into the ground.
Littlefoot turned his attention to he two creatures which were left, just in time to seen them starting to merge together.
All the Valley residents who were present stared in horror as the creatures now started to become just one, one creature with twice the size, and two pairs of long arms armed with claws, but, overall, identical to the others.
The creature looked down at Littlefoot, and roared at him, but Littlefoot stood his ground, he was not going to back away now. He could not back away now. This was the reason why he trained so much, he had to fight now to protect the ones who were important to him.
The creature raised its four arms, ready to deliver a blow, and Littlefoot had to easily step aside to avoid the hits. He backed away quickly, and the fours claws slammed into the ground, raising a lot of dust from it. Littlefoot watched as the creature removed its claws from the ground easily, and snarled at him.
"Leave him alone!" came a voice, and Littlefoot and the creature both turned their heads to see Cera screaming at the creature. "Leave him alone right now you stupid and ugly thing!"
The creature snarled at Cera, as if it had understood exactly what she had said. It snarled at her, as it reach out for a big rock that was near, and raised it with two of its arms. Litlefoot's eyes widened, when he said "Cera, run!"
But it was already too late, the creature had thrown the rock over, right in Cera's direction. Everybody cried in horror, and Mr. Threehorn said "Cera!"
"No!" Littlefoot said, as he dashed forward. And Cera, could only stand in fear as she saw that rock coming in her direction. She closed her eyes and waited to be crushed to death. The rock did arrived, and made some noise, but there was no pain. It was followed by a collective gasp from all the dinosaurs.
Cera slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw surprised her.
Littlefoot was in front of her, still glowing, crouched and panting a little from having made a great effort. Over him, there was the rock that just had been thrown at Cera. The young threehorn girl took a few moments before she realized that Littlefoot had stopped the rock with his own body, and not only survived, but he saved her life also!
Littlefoot looked over to Cera, and he asked "Are you okay?"
Cera took a few moments to find her voice again, and she was only able to mumble a "yes", and Littlefoot turned his attention back forward, and he snarled, with anger in his voice "No one." He said, as he struggled, and the glowing on his body grew stronger, and he supported the rock on his head "Attacks." He said, and he raised the rock over his head, using only the strength of his neck to support it. "My friends!" he said, as he finally forced his head upwards, throwing the rock up.
Everybody gasped in shock at it, and the rock raised into the air, before it would eventually start to fall back down. As it raised up, a dot of light materialized into Littlefoot's forehead. This dot grew into glowing, and soon, it was starting to take a definite shape. It grew longer, and adopted an hone shape, and it seemed somewhat a crest, or a horn, and it was almost as long a Littlefoot's neck.
"Light Sharp Horn!" Littlefoot said, as the light now had this new distinct shape. The rock then started falling down, and Littlefoot moved his head, swinging his horn, and hitting the rock into a slashing motion, and he cut it clean in half.
Everybody stared in shock at the now horned longneck, who was now staring at the creature, who roared at him. The glowing around Littlefoot grew, and he then dashed forward, so quickly that some only noticed he had moved when he was right in front of the creature. The big creature swung its four arms, trying to land its claws into Littlefoot, which he parried with his new horn made of light.
The sound of their claws and horn clashing was spreading to far away. The creature tried with all it got to slash Littlefoot with its claws, while the longneck used his horn to block and parry the attacks. He was showing great skill in close combat, and it left the others, especially the ones who knew Littlefoot personally, wondering just when he got those skills.
Littlefoot was being able to keep up with the creature, even with his wounds, and he was actually able to strike some scores into the creature, swiping his horn and opening wound into the creature, which leaked purple colored blood. Each strike seemed to make the creature angrier, and it was trying harder to strike on Littlefoot, and it even trying to snap its jaws around him. It was even swinging around to try hitting him with the spikes on its tail.
The young longneck, though, was able to dodge and parry every single attack, showing an amazing skill and fighting ability. He was drove by the will to protect everybody, and this was what gave him more strength than he thought he had. He was ready to defend his friends till the end, and he was going to do what he had to do.
The creature roared loudly, as it raised all four arms, and brought them down at full force against the longneck, hitting the horn, and creating a booming sound, and raising dust around Littlefoot.
Everybody gasped, as they watched in horror, and the dust settled down, revealing that Littlefoot was still alive, his horn was parrying all the claws at the same time, and struggling to keep his ground.
The creature looked rather surprised at him, and then, Littlefoot was able to open a smile. He then let out a cry as he forced the claws back, forcing the creature to stumble back. And Littlefoot used this chance to swing his blade horn, and with two swift moves, he cut two of the creature's arms clean off.
The arms both turned into black dust before they even hit the ground, and the creature cried out in pain. Littlefoot saw there another opening, and he was going to take it. Swinging his head horizontally, he opened a big gas into the creature's waist, making it cry out again. Then, with this, the horn dematerialized, and Littlefoot started gathering light in front of his mouth again.
"Light Roar!" Littlefoot cried out, as a might beam of light came out of his mouth, and hit the creature right on the gash. The light continued its way past the creature, as it was cut clean in half. Both parts turned into black dust, and settled into the ground, forming a pile of ash.
Littlefoot was panting slightly, as he was slowly returning to his normal, and he winced when he felt both the tiredness and the pain of his wounds. Looking over, he saw Mr. Threehorn, staring at him as if he was a being from another world. Looking over his shoulder, he saw all the other residents of the Great Valley staring at him, all with wide eyes.
Littlefoot turned to them, his leg painful from the wounds he received, and he looked at the residents of the Great Valley, trying to figure out what he should say or do now. He was focused on them, and he didn't saw the pile of ashes moving, and them, one creature raised from it, right behind him.
The residents' eyes widened more, and Grandpa said "Littlefoot!" as the creature raised its claw high, and the longneck turned around, his own eyes widening in fear as he saw a pair of claws ready to go into him.
"Clubtail Smash!" cried a voice, as something dashed past Mr. Threehorn, and then, it jumped in the air, and then, its tail hit the creature, with so much strength that it boomed the ground and created a crater as it raised dust.
Littlefoot was pushed back by the sheer force of the attack, and he coughed up some dust as he recovered, and looked over. The dust soon was settling out, and there was another collective gasp from everyone, save from Littlefoot, when they saw just what exactly it was.
The creature was definitely a sharptooth, it was around 20 feet tall, with strong muscled legs and small arms. It had dark-grey colored scales on its body with a lighter grey for the belly and chest, and it had some scars covering its body, surely coming from previous battles. Its eyes were amber colored, and they focused on Littlefoot. Around his waist, was something that, nowadays, would be recognized as a belt, and it had, in the front, the symbol of a treestar with a sharptooth's tooth over it. Its tail was like the rest of his species, except that it was involved by some kind of orange colored glow, which covered it, and stretched forward, making the shape of what seemed to be the tail of a clubtail.
Under the tail, which had boomed the ground, was the creature that was about to attack Littlefoot, its arm stretching from under the tail, and twitching lightly, before it dissolved into black dust, and went into the ground.
The sharptooth then raised its tail from the ground, and soon, the clubtail's tail dissolved, leaving its tail back to normal, and then, the sharptooth looked at Littlefoot, and then, for everyone's surprise, it spoke in leaf eater "What is rule number nine again?"
Littlefoot looked at the adult sharptooth, without any sign of fear, and he sighed, as he said "Never drop your guard, even if it seems that the battle is over." The sharptooth nodded, and his eyes turned to the rest of the residents, who stared at him, and he said "Hello, guess we don't know each other yet. My name is Terry."