The One Who Hunted The Merciless

Massacre

Darkness. I can feel it all around me. It's consuming me. I can feel it consuming me. A flash of light. The one thing that can save me. The one thing that will calm the darkness...

There is a barren, rocky landscape around me, covered in mist. It's fuzzy, somewhat blurred, but when I look up, I see her. My mother. I see her better than the other members of my pack, dotted around the area.

Why are there so few of us? I ask her, staring at her with my huge eyes. Back then, my navy feathers were lighter, and my white bands were tinted grey. I was tiny as well, an inexperienced hatchling with no idea of the hell he was to experience.

Because we're the only ones left. We were once a proud species, roaming the land in packs smaller than this.

Smaller?

Yes, my child, smaller. But there were many more of us at that time. Everything hated us, always trying to kill us on sight, but we managed to be a successful species.

Then why are we the last ones?

She gazed at me with her kind, green eyes. She didn't wish to tell me why we were all dying out.

Well... Many years ago, when we were at the height of our reign, a terrible sickness spread. It was extremely contagious, and whoever had it would get bleeding eyes, abnormally long claws, and unexplained scars that never stopped leaking. It drove them to madness, and eventually killed them. My mother was around in this time, and she told me that our kind was fighting to move away from the sickness. She and many others moved north, but the contagion followed. Many died, but when it blew over, we tried to rebuild as a species. But then, the Utahraptor came.

Utahraptor?

They're raptors, like us, but twice as big, and extremely dangerous. A single Utahraptor can wipe out an entire pack of Deinonychus. Even one as big as ours wouldn't stand a chance. Whatever you do, you must not try to fight one, even when you're older.

Okay mother.

She leaned down and nuzzled me, cooing softly. I squeaked in response, happily licking her on the nose. That was a more simple time, when I didn't need to worry about everything wanting me dead. The night sky was above us, the moon full and glowing softly.

Suddenly, we heard a loud roar, and following it a quick screech of pain.

What was that mommy? I asked her. My body began to tremble slightly as fear began to take over. She looked around, suddenly very alert, pupils darting in every direction. The entire pack, in fact, was acting very afraid all of a sudden. My mothers sister, the alpha, standing twenty meters away, began snarling, lifting up her lips to reveal her ivory teeth. I didn't understand what was happening. Confused, I stood there, chirping to myself.

A purple Deinonychus with grey bands stumbled towards the alpha. He was very weak, covered in bloody slashes decorated with red liquid. There was a huge wound on his neck, that bled nonstop. I felt my heart crawl up my throat. Never had I seen such hideous wounds.

She... She's coming... The Merciless... She's already here! He sputtered out, before he fell to the ground, half dead, blood dribbling out of his mouth.

My sisters eyes widened. A Utahraptor? Impossible! We haven't seen one since-

Suddenly, two glowing red eyes appeared behind the alpha, it's silhouette resembling a giant raptor. A huge pair of jaws grabbed her by the body, and shook her, cutting off her growls of shock.

The other raptors screeched in a mixture of surprise and fear. They were too fear-stricken to fight, and as adrenaline pumped through their veins, they knew that all they could do was run. They scrambled into the canyon