Hunger (Old)

Hunger | Chapter One | Human Beings

A young tyrannosaurus hatchling was playing with the water dispenser in his box, scratching the stainless steel with his already sharp teeth. He was absolutely adorable, yet the scientists weren't the kind of people to treat him like a loving pet.

They picked the tiny creature up, "Food time Reed," they said as they stuck a tube down his throat and pumped him with a vile tasting chunky liquid. Reed sputtered, his smile that he seemed to have had earlier vanished, if he was able to move his mouth he would have frowned.

Young Reed whimpered in his box as they injected him with a long needle in his neck. Then they put the lid on and left. It was dark and cold, the only sound Reed fell asleep to that night was the sound of a computer fan and the clicking of his nails on the hay under him.

Everyday was like this, progressively getting worse and worse. At the age of one year he was subjected to a drop of acid on his back, a little too much came out and scorched his unprotected left eye. The scales on his back were left completely unscathed.

Reeds fur started growing in when he was two years old, it ran from his head to the back of his thighs in an orange coloring and black and white stripes. The rest of his body covered in a black fur that ended in a tuft at the end of his tail.

When Reed was four years old the real challenges started to begin. He would be let out of his cage at night and led outside into a bigger cage, in there would be a young carnivore like him. One night it was a Carnotaurus that wouldn't stop running its streamlined body around. Reed finished it by biting a deep gash in its tail and thigh, ending finally with a bite on the neck. The Carnotaurus bled out and Reed refused to eat it.

In his battle cage Reed met another t-rex, but this one was dark, both in fur and personality. He went by the name of Hemlock and even though he was cold hearted he wouldn't fight.

Next time the cage was bigger, it had to fit a five year old T. rex and an abomination of a spinosaurus who's spine was lopsided and who's limbs were misshapen, it smelled of rot yet it still moved. It was killed efficiently as Reed had learned to do over the years, but there was something else, an older herbivore.

It had spines on its back and two sets of huge spikes on the end of its tail. Reed had almost been impaled by these spikes but jumped up and had managed to wiggle his way in between the spines on its back and bit into its neck sending it down. Nowadays Reed would roar in its face as his prey bled out and he would love to see the light go from its eyes. Any human would call him bloodthirsty.

Maybe he was, because every-other day he was put into that cage he devoured his enemies. On his sixth year something changed, Reed was put into a larger cage after the humans put him to sleep and prodded him. This cage was more like a large area fenced in by giant stone walls, and it was filled with all different kinds of animals.

Reed Pov :

My leg muscles stretched each time I took a step into the mud, feeling the damp cold on my toe claws. I had never felt that before, it was usually dry dirt or the hard tile the humans kept me on.

Just thinking about them made me angry, I had been experimented on my whole life so far and now suddenly I was in this huge open area. I took that to my advantage. I ran and ran, through the forests for miles on end until I came upon a wall, so I ran left, and came upon another, and right there was another wall. It was just a larger cage.

I was exhausted beyond belief, I had never been able to run that far for that long and my legs burned with this pain I knew I'd soon come to love.

There was a rock, just in view of the afternoon sun and I sat on it, absorbing its heat and I noticed this little two legged Lizard beside me, it had stripes along its back and wings. It kept poking at my snout trying to get to my teeth while I tried to sleep.

I let it by locking my jaw in place and closing my eyes, I felt the creature start to clean my teeth and two other joined it. It felt good, I felt like I belonged, that this entire enclosure was mine. That was before I heard them, at least six tyrannosaurs roaring about a mile away.

The winged lizards scattered as if they knew I would get up to the sound. And I did, my newly cleaned jaw snapped shut and I got up feeling my lower legs still on fire.

I decided not to run, and if I did it wouldn't be for long, I knew where they were and if they moved I would just track them down.

Only about an hour later I was there, and in fact, they had gone, I saw sets of footprints leading one way and what seemed to be only one tyrannosaur going away from them. I smelled their fear and resentment and the other, and in the scuffle I noticed tufts of fur and a few feathers, some were completely black, others were orange and yellow, another was blue.

If an entire pack feared a single rex then I was not going to go find it, I would go to them instead. I turned right and started walking. The scents of wildflowers and spruce filled my nostrils as creatures that had feathery wings chirped on high branches.

Something was burning my skin, I turned to see two glowing eyes in the darkest part of the forest, that must have been it, the rex that terrified the pack I was following. It turned away and I didn't wait for it to look back again. I ran.

My leg muscles ached when I stopped, I hadn't rested for that long before running again just now. I almost sat down again, but something caught my eye in the brush.

This little green dinosaur, a compsognathus I thought, ran away from me when I saw it and I couldn't help but walk a little bit faster to chase after it. I could be a snack, I was painfully hungry.

Without thinking I followed it into the open space of the forest, there was no trees, only grass. The compy I was chasing got swept up in something's mouth, a baby tyrannosaurus. I wasn't going to lie, I was ecstatic, it was something like me and that meant that I had found the pack.

I looked up from playing with the baby to see an angry face looking at me, it's mother, and beside her was it's father. Around me however I realized they weren't the only ones, the entire pack now surrounded me, six in total.

I was going to die.

~Thanks for reading if you've gotten this far, it seriously means a lot. I'll update this story every Sunday for those wondering! Other than that have a good day!~