𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐂 || BNHA

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

Pain coursed through your body as if it was the only sensation you could perceive. Your scales, once intact, were mercilessly ripped open, leaving trails of crimson droplets that met the unforgiving pavement below. In your anguish, you couldn't help but growl, cursing both the foolish raptors and the feeble mortals who had led to this moment. Your claws curled in frustration as you glared at the imposing figure before you, a towering and battle-worn T-Rex, accompanied by her dim-witted raptor accomplice.

With a swift and calculated motion, the blue-striped raptor lunged towards you, her claws flashing in the dim light. Teeth bared, she aimed to incapacitate you, to seal her dominance and assert her position within the Jurassic World hierarchy. As her killer claw found purchase in your vulnerable flesh, you unleashed a mighty roar, a desperate attempt to throw her off your back. Yet, she remained steadfast, unyielding in her grip. After all, she was the embodiment of strength, the unquestionable queen of this prehistoric realm.

"Enough!" you finally roared, a surge of adrenaline rushing through your veins. Blue's relentless attack had left your throat near-ripped apart, but that didn't extinguish the fire within you. With a vengeful fury, you seized her by the tail, swinging her with all your might into a nearby building. The impact caused the structure to crackle and shower debris down upon her, a fitting retribution for her audacity.

Yet, in the chaos of the moment, Rexy, the formidable T-Rex, seized the opportunity to strike. Her massive jaws closed in around your throat, constricting your ability to breathe. It was as if the gates of hell themselves had been unleashed, tearing the very fabric of the sky apart. Rain buffeted down from the heavens, accompanied by thunderous cracks that reverberated through the air.

Sliding precariously on the slick surface, you found yourself inching closer and closer to the edge of the water, the vast expanse of the wild ocean where the mighty mosasaurs lurked. Unbeknownst to you, it was a treacherous place, one that would spell your demise. But blinded by hatred and consumed by a thirst for revenge, you remained oblivious to the impending danger, too far gone to care that death loomed just around the corner.

Then, in those fleeting moments, time seemed to slow. All that filled your vision were the leering faces of Rexy and Blue, two adversaries who had sealed your fate. With a final act of defiance, you were dragged beneath the surface by the merciless jaws of the ocean beast, swallowed whole by the darkness that awaited.

You blinked in disbelief as you beheld the sight before you. Rexy and Blue stood there, miraculously alive and well. Scars adorned Rexy's neck and flank, evidence of battles fought and survived, while Blue's once oppressive gray scales now bore their own marks of struggle. They stood there, in front of you, and to your surprise, they seemed... happy?

A snarl escaped your snout as you bared your formidable fangs, flexing your claws in a display of dominance. "You," you growled, your voice laced with a mixture of anger and confusion. "What the hell are you doing here?"

The question hung in the air, the tension palpable. It seemed unfathomable that these adversaries, once set on tearing you apart, now stood before you, seemingly at peace. The savage rivalry that had consumed your existence had suddenly taken a bewildering turn, leaving you to question the very nature of their presence and their newfound demeanor.

"Well, Blue here felt that you needed help, Indy, so we came," Rexy explained, her tail lashing towards the blue-striped raptor who wore a toothy smile. "Yeah! I know we might have been enemies in the past, but this is the future, this is the opportune moment! Let's put those horrible moments behind us," Blue chimed in, her words filled with a naive optimism.

As their words sank in, anger surged through your veins like molten lava. Did they truly believe that you had forgotten the treachery, the betrayal that had thwarted your attempts at usurping control and claiming your rightful place on the throne of Jurassic World? Did they grow so foolishly optimistic, so incredibly mellow over time?

The thought of snapping Blue's neck, of silencing her ignorant optimism, flickered through your mind like a sinister flame. How could they possibly think that the wounds of the past could be so easily forgotten, that the scars could simply fade away? The audacity of their suggestion ignited a seething rage within you, threatening to consume any trace of forgiveness that might have lingered.

In that moment, the future appeared uncertain, the bonds of friendship and trust strained to their limits. Would you succumb to the intoxicating allure of revenge, or would you find a way to navigate this complicated web of emotions and forge a path towards reconciliation? The answer remained uncertain as the tension between you and your former adversaries crackled in the air.

"Yum, don't be a buzzkill, but uh, I think we can all do this without any bloodshed, right?" Denki interjected, bravely stepping between you and Rexy. Your eyes, burning with hatred, initially fixated on the blonde, but soon softened as you caught the honesty in his golden gaze. He was right, perhaps it was time to let the past die, to find a way forward.

"Perhaps," you growled, turning your attention back to face the two females. "If they agree to never stand in my way again, to never prevent me from taking what is rightfully mine." Rexy huffed, her nostrils flaring in a display of defiance. "It depends on what it is, as long as it's not my kingdom, then I'm satisfied." She then turned to Blue, who nodded eagerly, her tail wagging in agreement. "Yeah! Me too."

You dipped your head in acknowledgment, a flicker of hope igniting within you. "Perhaps we can work past our differences, at least for now. Let's go and meet with the teachers so they can accommodate a place for you to stay." With those words, you took the lead, transforming into a human form as you stepped into the schoolyard. Rexy and Blue followed suit, assuming their own human guises. Together, you made your way towards the principal's office, a mix of anticipation and apprehension swirling within you.

As you entered the office, all you could do was hope that this meeting would yield a better outcome than your previous encounters. The path ahead was uncertain, but the possibility of reconciliation and forging a new path beckoned.