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The Neopian Times Week 7 > New Series > Monoceraptor's Revenge: Part One

Monoceraptor's Revenge: Part One

by frost_acceber

Nervously, Saratigo wiped the warm sweat from her purple, furry forehead as she slowly pulled her limp body from under a heavy wooden table that had once been the family’s clean, smooth dinner table. Scalding flames swept swiftly left and right. All the small Shoyru could think about was her family.

Slowly and painfully, Saratigo raised herself, grasping the leg of an oak chair for balance. She limped towards the living room, but collapsed abruptly when she found nothing to support her weight.

She lay for a few seconds, which seemed to pass like endless hours, only did she hoist herself up when she thought of her owner, worried, crying--maybe looking this very minute for her dear pet Shoyru.

Cool tears chilled her face in the path they followed, sizzling on hot embers as they fell. Saratigo cried meekly and helplessly. “Help me, Acceber, help me!” Clutching the flowered wallpaper that lined their once cozy living room, she made her way to the kitchen, where she fell again, flat on her stomach. She closed her eyes, ready to surrender when--

“Tigo! Oh, Sara! Thank the Faerie Poogles, you’re okay!” Crystal tears bordered the usually sparkling eyes of her owner. They were melancholy and dim now, as she held a weak Pteri in her hands. “Have you seen cosmic_queen? Or Sparky?”

Feebly, Saratigo shook her head as frost_acceber, her owner, cradled her in her arms with her cousin, Cherpster, the green Pteri.

Cherpster’s owner, cosmic_queen74, and Sparkle_Qween, who Saratigo had always called her “Aunt”, had been visiting with their pets, and the sight of her now weak cousin brought more tears to her big brown eyes.

Suddenly, Acceber stopped and gasped. There was Chiera, smothered in ashes, just outside her bedroom. She almost dropped the purple Shoyru on the ground, along with the Pteri that landed on top of her.

“Sorry,” Acceber called as she ran to her blue Scorchio. Chiera lay, her eyes closed, but breathing heavily. Smoke clouded above her. “Sara, can you help me? She’s heavy.”

Saratigo crawled to where her sister and owner were, her owner stroking Chiera’s cyan face. She tried with all her might to get the 93 pound Scorchio away from her bedroom by pulling on her arm. With Acceber’s help, they pulled her to where Cherpster lay recovering slowly.

“Where... what happened to our house? My plushies! Wait, this is not my house…” he muttered tiredly to himself. Then, in a state of unnecessary panic he cried, “WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE AM I?”

“Cherpster, shh!” Acceber put a finger to her lips, though quiet wasn’t of any use.

“Oh, God, what about Mum? Where’s Mum? Has she abandoned me? I knew that stuff about adopting being a gift was just a diversion! You can’t take me!”

Saratigo rolled her eyes. “Oh, shush!”

“You’re not the boss of me!” The Pteri jumped to his feet, then fell backwards.

“Hello? Who’s screaming?” Out of the smoke, Sparkle_Qween emerged with a large wheelbarrow. “Let’s go! You pets, in the wheelbarrow! Hurry! Hurry!” she ordered. Her blonde hair was singed and her emerald eyes looked helpless--her demanding voice didn’t disguise how scared she looked for her pets.

Saratigo tried to climb in, but in her attempt fell backwards on her skinny wings.

Sparkle_Qween picked her up and placed her sideways in the wheelbarrow. She was quite comfortable with Cherpster, who had been given a fish pop to keep him quiet, until Sparkle_Qween and Acceber heaved Chiera in. She took up most of the space, but Saratigo found unexpected comfort leaning on her sister’s belly.

The wheelbarrow was pushed quite a ways before they found Merplayer the Peophin, who had wisely stayed in his pool to avoid getting burned, and KL577 the Christmas Gelert, who had stayed by the young Aisha, Keladry_Squire. They had searched every room and finally decided that there was nothing they could do. They all entered the brisk outdoors, snow-covered and dull.

They found Cosmic_queen74 who had strayed outside with LittleNaik (Acceber bawled thankfully that her Mutant Kacheek and her other pets had all been saved), her pets Yonishia and Spyro542, and Sparkle_Qween’s Shoyru, Shyning.

After being reunited with their pets, they decided there was nothing else to do but go find someone who would let them in their home for the night. It was too far a walk to Cosmic_queen or Sparky’s NeoHome all the way in Neopia, especially if they had to push a wheelbarrow with the mass of all pets with them.

“You know, Acceber, people may not want strangers in their homes.” Sparky brought logic to Frost_acceber’s senses.

“Then… then--we’ll find something.” Acceber shivered as they passed by the Neggery.

Then, passing by a small NeoHome, Yonishia, the split Acara, shrieked. Sparkle_Qween dropped the handles of the wheelbarrow, turning rapidly. All the NeoPets spilled out.

“Yonishia! Look what you made Sparky do!” Cosmic_queen74 scolded.

“Mamma! Look! L-look over there!” Yonishia pointed a shaking paw at where their NeoHome had been.

Saratigo looked in amazement.

A roar rang out. A giant hole was visible in the center of where their NeoHome used be. Fire blazed higher than the young Shoyru had ever imagined it could. A gigantic, scaly figure towered above the trees that surrounded their NeoHome, bellowing great cries. Like a painting out of The Gallery of Evil, the Monoceraptor loomed in the darkness of the night.

They all stood staring at the immense figure for what seemed like hours. Their lives had been in danger. Their lives were in danger. They all wept, both over the loss of their NeoHome and of the fact that the monster before them proved dangerous as he pulled trees out of the ground and crushed them with ease.

Coming out of her daze, Sparkle_Qween turned to her friends.

“Don’t just stand there! Make sure your pets are with you! Make a plan. Do something!” She cried. She then called to her NeoPets. “KL, Shyn, Kel--come here.”

Her pets obediently followed her.

Acceber turned to the remaining pets. “Okay, Tigo, LittleNaik, Merplayer, and, well, Chi can stay in the wheelbarrow. You three, over, uh, here.”

Saratigo and Acceber’s other pets looked puzzled, but finally ambled to their owner. Cosmic_queen tended to her Shoyru’s wounds. She had taken her suitcase when she had first discovered the fire. Hastily, she had taken whatever she could and stuffed it in as well. They had planned to go to the Battledome next day, so she had brought Healing Potions and Elixirs in her suitcase. Now that they obviously didn’t have time for the Battledome and running for their lives, she used a Healing Potion VIII on Spyro542, who had been injured the most.

The house was now an inferno. Flames licked the Monoceraptor’s sides, but he didn’t seem to notice. Acceber shuddered, then decided that they would have to continue their “conferences” later as the monster started trudging towards them, stamping on the remaining walls of the NeoHome

“He’s coming!” She wailed. “Get your pets in the wheelbarrow if they’re still weak. Come on!” She picked up Saratigo and LittleNaik. Then, seeing that Cosmic_queen was merely staring, she grabbed Yonishia by the paw. Yonishia tried to bite, but her tiny teeth barely pinched Acceber as she placed the Acara beside LittleNaik.

“EW! I’m not sleeping beside a mutant!” She cried. Everyone ignored her. They were gathering pets that were not strong enough to walk or fly and placing them in the wheelbarrow that Acceber had sent Sparky to find in their yard back when they had been in the house.

“I’m not sleeping here!” She repeated.

“Then don’t sleep,” Merplayer snapped. He rested his orange head on the cold metal wheelbarrow. Soon, all the pets were resting save Shyning and Spy, who flew over top, and KL577. They all moved along quietly after their sobs turned to quiet crying.

Making sure that the younger pets were fast asleep, cosmic_queen whispered between sobs, “That’s the Monoceraptor. I saw him in the Gallery, but I figured her was just made up to scare young kids. You know, like, ‘Go to sleep or Monoceraptor will get you’. You know? And they said that he’d come back in hundreds of years. That’s centuries! I thought we’d be long gone by the time he came. But--”

“Whoa! Slow down,” Sparkle_Qween interrupted. “He’d be back? Back?”

“Well,” cosmic_queen wiped her tears on her sleeve. “A long time ago…”

Cosmic_queen burst into tears.

“There, there, Cosmic.” Acceber forced a smile. Turning to Sparkle_Qween, she said, “Why don’t we check it out? Not now, but maybe when we check in to the Neolodge they’ll have a copy of that book with the descriptions.” She looked back at the remains of their house. “Mine is gone now.”

There was a long silence. KL577 looked down at his paws.

“In school,” he stuttered. Everyone who was still awake looked at the tiny Gelert. “In school, we went on a field trip to the Gallery of Evil for History class. We each had to write a report on a monster.”

“KL, do you know about the Monoceraptor?” Sparkle_Qween asked slowly.

KL nodded as gradually as Sparkle_Qween had spoken.

“Then why didn’t you tell us?” Sparkle_Qween’s voice broke out into a yell.

KL backed away. “S-s-sorry. But, I do, well, kinda know the verse in the Gallery about him, erm, it, uh, I mean--”

“Yes, just out with it!” Sparkle_Qween demanded, her patience running low.

“Erm, okay,” the Gelert took a deep breath. “The Monoceraptor has lived for tens of thousands of years, he existed in the days before any NeoPets existed on Neopia, the days where his world was desolate and volcanic. Living deep underground, the Monoceraptor has been planning a return to the surface for many hundreds of years. He will soon conquer the whole of Neopia, and the pathetic weak little NeoPets will be his slaves.

“Ha! Shows how much he knows! We aren’t weak!”

“KL, get on with it!” cosmic_queen, who had been crying gently, holding back her two cents this whole time, had her hands in fists.

KL gulped, and then continued. “Rumour has it that the return of the Monoceraptor was actually planned by some more powerful being. But what could possibly control this beast?”

He recited the last two lines with great apathy.

“Who… who could… who could have planned--this?” Acceber thought aloud. Turning to point at the destruction, she realised with rapid alarm that the Monoceraptor wasn’t by the ruins anymore. The fierce growls continued, but louder, closer…

Then, behind them, the great Monoceraptor stood. He must have been the size of two Rock Beasts. His hot breath rained upon them. His wrinkled skin formed a lump on his crooked back. His sharp teeth were menacing, covered in green saliva and his short, twig-like arms shot up as he screeched again. He spoke in a muffled, Tyrannian accent.

“Monoceraptor reigns over all! May demise come to all who oppose him! Monoceraptor reigns over all!”

To be continued...

Previous Episodes

Monoceraptor's Revenge: Part Two

Monoceraptor's Revenge: Part Three

Monoceraptor's Revenge: Part Four

Monoceraptor's Revenge: Part Five

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