Fall of Hell

Chapter 1

3 months after Impact, a young female Dakotaraptor with fluffy Black feathers, white wing tips and a bright blue stripe down her neck lays in the snow like ash, Her ribs were clearly noticeable along with her bones to an extent, her feathers were rough and course, unlike the smooth fluff she had when she was younger. The previously social Dakotaraptor steini have changed to vicious opportunistic predators, similar to how Tyrannosaurus were. The young Dakotaraptor had large gashes on her side that had seemingly healed, showing they were probably made a good while ago, she stood up, shaking the ash off of her back, and tapping her claws on the ground. She looks around for anything to hunt, or at least feast on , though nothing seems to be around other than skeletons and uneatable corpses. She coos softly, and started walking around to find anything to eat, and keep herself alive with. She steps on the thin ash covering over a river, stabbing her shorter foot claws into it, slashing the ice like ash allowing her to drink. After finishing her fill she leaps over the water, looking around. Her feathers flow with the wind of the Hellish landscape, it was currently the short period of day so it was the opportune moment to hunt. A soft sound of small footsteps give the Dakotaraptor hope, an elder Acheroraptor temertyorum limps towards the river, the perfect meal for her at her state. The young Dakotaraptor saw the Acheroraptor leaving bloody tracks in the ash, it's injured... perfect, she thought as she slowly crept towards it, she was about twice it's size so she could easily bring it down, though any injury could prove fatal to her. The Dakotaraptor lunges towards the much smaller raptor, Hissing in fear, the Acheroraptor tries to escape until it was met with a sharp pain in it's back. The Acheroraptor squeals in pain, though it's cries of terror are cut short as the Dakotaraptor grabs it's neck. Blood drips onto the ash as the Adolescent Dakotaraptor looks around for any possible predators. After determining she was safe she begins to feast on her fresh kill.
   The young Dakotaraptor starts traveling after she finishes the carcass. She feels something creeping up behind her, the ground was still but a low vibration shakes her spine followed by a very low rumble, to a human it would be inaudible. The Dakotaraptor looks around as a pitch white face was staring at her from the fog, with piercing red eyes. She starts running towards a small cave, seemed to be another animal's den, so it was perfect for her to squeeze into. A massive Tyrannosaurus rex lunges out of his hiding place, black scaled with a pure white keratin covering on his face, Looking as if it was nothing more than a skull, he's the last of his kind. The titan lumbered in the direction of the Dakotaraptor, though wasn't fast enough to keep up. His size was his downfall at this point, unable to run with smaller prey or gain proper nutrients from the prey in Hell Creek, he will surely starve eventually.