Scales Of Iron | an Indoraptor Story

II: Newblood

What was this guy doing impaled on the skull of an agujaceratops? How do you manage to fall like 8 meters down right onto two very sharp horns? Stop asking questions, damn it! I need to focus on getting this dude back to life!
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I slowly open my eyes as the world around me reveals itself. My blurry eyes barely see anything around me. I could make out the grey colour surrounding me, which means I am most likely in a cave or a cage of some sort. The smell of dry blood and wet shrub immediately hits my nostrils as I take in the scents around me.

"Argh... What the hell?" I asked myself as I awoke to see myself alive inside of a cave

"Hey. You've been out for about two hours, maybe like, I dunno, fifteen minutes more."

I immediately turn my head to the direction of the sound. Sitting there on the cold, hard ground is that same raptor. "W-Who the hell *cough* are you?" I asked, stuttering. "The name's Apollo. You?"

"Ripper."

"Ripper, like it. Got a nice ring to it. By the way, how did you get impaled on those horns?"

"That's not important. What is important is *cough* why the hell did you bring me here?" I growled, my deep voice betraying my slight fear of this stranger. This guy's voice is annoying as hell, and he sounds so pretentious. "Well... Saw a guy in need, and I... Well, decided to help," 'Apollo' said. "Alright, Apollo," I said, trying to stand up. Immediately pain bolted through my body and I fell to the ground in pain. "Woah, dude! Stay cool, man, you gotta rest when you have those wounds on you!" he exclaimed. "Fine, but don't try anything while I'm *cough* down," I said. "Don't worry my guy, why would I carry you all this way just to kill you?" He reassured. "Hmph" I scoffed.

"Anyways, Imma go get some food for us," He said. As he left, I decided to take in the scents around me. All I could smell was Apollo, nature, and of course, blood. I looked at Apollo before he got out of my sight, and noticed he had a light blue stripe going down his back plates. My wounds still ached, so decided to observe them. There was one hole going through my chest and another going through my left thigh. It would be long before I could walk again.

I pondered about what happened back at the manor. My memory was a bit foggy, because of the two darts that had been shot at me earlier. The fact that those small, fragile sacks of meat could nearly defeat me was humiliating. Over the years I've heard of a "U.S Government" that every human seems to be serving in some way or another. With the little bits of information I have managed to gather over the years I've concluded that they are very powerful, even more powerful than Ingen.

Meanwhile

The hunt had begun. The white indoraptor raced through the forest, eager to find himself a fresh meal. His eyes and ears were carefully listening in to all sounds coming from throughout the California wild. The sound of birds chirping and leaves rustling filled his ears, with them acting as a background noise. While running, Apollo thought to himself: why have I never seen this guy before? This was the question that had been on his mind. Before he could think about it any longer, he smelled a deer. A deer, and only two klicks away? Perfect. Apollo ran in the direction of his prey, tearing through the thick bush of the forest.

At last he saw the deer and quickly slowed down and crouched, hiding himself. Apollo crawled behind a nearby bush, peeking through it. The deer was gleefully drinking water from a lake, completely oblivious to the massive predator about to ambush it. Apollo braced himself, and finally, he pounced. The unsuspecting deer tried to run but was trampled by the weight of the indoraptor.

Apollo bit down on the young adult's neck, slowly suffocating it to death. When it finally let out its last breath, Apollo laid the body down and started dragging it back towards the cave.