Allosaur Playgrounds
Allosaur Playgrounds
Original Animation by Ahastar
Concept (c) Ahastar
Story Translation by Timanth
The hot sun beat down upon my fragile skin as I trudged on, trying to find shade, any shade. Even a patch of cool mud would do. It had been days since I had seen any of my kind. It had been longer yet since I had eaten decently. I could feel the hunger in my very bones now, gnawing at my flesh and blood. My once beautiful green scaly hide had turned slightly lighter, and my legs and arms were lean with days without nutrients. Finally, unable to press on, I collapsed on a nearby rock, not caring if I was being roasted alive by the merciless sun. All I wanted to do was to give myself to sleep and rest my battered body. I lost consciousness, wishing for dreams of playing and plentiful food.
A rough, scaly surface slid over my back. Opening my eyes groggily, I cautiously stole a quick glance. I really, really wish I hadn't. Standing behind me was an Allosaurus, a male by the looks of it. His body was covered in red scales, except for a few black portions. The muzzle was turned upward in a small smile, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth. Cautioning myself not to move, I slowly looked for a means of escape. There was none, and I could already see the hand reaching for me. In a last-ditch attempt, I startled and tried to jump off the rock, hoping to surprise my adversary enough to momentarily distract him while I escaped. This was not so. The clawed hand closed around me, and instantly I was assaulted with his scent, the deep musky smell that all theropods had. He started walking away from the rock, his every step making the ground shudder, bouncing me along painfully in his grip. As I was taken along, I distinguished another form in the distance. Another rock, perhaps? But as we drew closer, it materialized into the form of another Allosaur, this one green and white. Its features were a bit smoother than the male's, so I assumed it was a female, his sister maybe. But suddenly, I realized, through my absentminded speculation, that I was a Compsonagthus, and they were two very large predators. Frankly stated, I was food. Of course, I panicked, but my frantic movements were abruptly stopped by the tightening of the claws around me. For the first time, the female spoke, her voice a soft sibilant growl.
"Well, well, what do we have here? A nice little snack? Or perhaps a toy to be played with?"
Hearing that last question, I gulped reflexively. If they decided to use me as a toy, I would meet with a fate much worse than just simply being eaten alive. I knew the sadistic natures of these predators. I'd seen the work they did to some of my pack members. And knowing that if they weren't hungry they would do the same to me, I'd rather be dead. I waited in the grasp of the Allosaur, fearing the very words that they spoke. It was to be the male Allosaur that would seal my fate.
"Well, I'm not really that hungry. Besides, we just ate. Maybe we could play with him for awhile."
At that moment, I really lost control. Squawking out loudly enough for them to hear, I cried, "NO! Anything but that! Eat me if you want, but please, none of that, that, that TORTURE!"
The female chuckled just a little darkly, "But see, my little compy, you simply have no say in the matter. Hm...put him down here, brother. I have an idea."
I was brutally tossed down like a piece of carrion as the male placed me face up on the ground. Before I had a chance to recover, a huge green foot settled over my lower body. The weight was unbearable, and I could already hear my poor bones creaking under the weight. Bent over in pain, all I could do was cry out, loudly, as my lower body was tortured. A low, menacing growl and a thick claw in my mouth was enough to quiet even my whimpering. As the rancid taste of the unwashed claw intruded my mouth, I was brutally pulled back, the claw removed, but an even worse fate to befall me. The other massive foot lifted up and put itself down over my upper body. Instead of making the weight better and more even distributed, the combined mass of the two feet sent a crushing through my entire body. Indeed, I could already hear more of my poor bones cracking, and a thin trickle of blood was already making its way from one of my nostrils to the ground. Hopefully that would stop soon. Just as I thought it couldn't get any worse, it did. The female started swaying form side to side, putting a huge amount of weight on my lower body. I couldn't even hold back the muffled scream that issued from my throat as I felt my tail bones breaking, one by one. As her weight shifted onto her other foot, the sharp scent of dirt and dust assaulted my senses. My brain was practically overloading from the bitter stench of her foot, and the increased stream of blood from both my nostrils now really wasn't helping. As she moved from side to side, I felt more bones breaking. Now, the only tail bone that wasn't broken was the base, and I could feel that start to crack already too. I quieted myself and took this torture in silence.
The foot lifted off my face for a second, and it was like a heavenly relief. Even the brief jolt of sun streaming down from the sky was good. Then it was all over as the foot came crashing down upon me. Amazingly enough, the footfall was gentle, but I still felt the bones in my head rattle and almost crack. Then I felt one of my arm bones crack as the weight increased painfully as the female Allosaur put her entire weight on that foot as she lifted the other, only to bring it down upon my lower body. I was sure I felt my right femur fracturing, and one of my toes really didn't feel very good either. There was no relief granted as she lifted her foot and stomped down on my upper body again, this time harder. A scream followed by continuous whimpering came from my mouth as I felt a rib give in. My head was pushed brutally into the ground, not to mention into the pool of my own blood already accumulating on the ground. The stench invaded my nostrils and the salty, revolting taste assaulted my taste buds as my mouth was involuntarily forced open, my tongue flopping into the drying liquid. I had to fight the urge to throw up then and there. The other foot stomped down, gluing my lower body painfully to the hard, packed earth. I could feel my right femur fully shattering, but was too weak and beaten up to utter more than a high-pitched whine. The foot covering my face lifted, and my head stuck to the toes a little bit before flopping back down toward the earth. It never reached it on its own as the foot came crashing back down, adding its momentum to the already downward fall of my face. A low moan of pain escaped my throat as I felt the massive bruising the stomping caused on my lower jaw. Finally, after one more heavy stomp on my lower body, my tormentor stepped off, leaving me to look at my body. I could scarcely believe what my eyes took in. My once still-beautiful green hide had turned ugly with the various bruises that littered the fragile skin. It ached all over, and I wasn't even sure if that body was even mine anymore.
Surveying my injuries, I was aware of the female walking off, to where I did not know. At least the blood from my nose had stopped. No sooner had I thought this than the female came stomping back, putting one foot directly on my body, catching my neck between two of her toes. Immediately, the blood stream started again, trickling from my nostrils onto the ground, adding to the drying puddle below me. The weight became unbearable as she lifted her other foot to step forward, breaking another rib and forcing another scream from me in the process. As she stepped away, I flipped my body around face down, hoping to shelter my frontal body from her rampage. This turned out to be a huge mistake. As she trampled back, my entire head was crushed facedown in the ground as her entire weight settled upon my small head and slender neck, digging my face into the blood, forcing the smell and taste down my throat. I retched then, but nothing came up but a small amount of sour bile, revolting in my mouth. Resolved to solve my predicament, I turned upwards once more as she stepped off, only to fit her middle toe into my mouth as she brutally shoved it in. Aware that she wanted me to clean it, I started salivating and swept my tongue over the scaly surface, hoping to appease her and end the stomping. It did not stop, not at all. The toe was lifted, but a claw was shoved into my mouth, almost piercing the back of my throat as it intruded into the orifice. As she stepped off yet again, the claw took a few of my teeth with it, the blood leaving a thin trail connecting my mouth and her claw. I didn't, couldn't figure out what to do, so I turned back over again, wishing the torment to stop. The foot came again, but this time, it crushed my tail. As I felt my last tailbone, the base, give in and shatter, a scream was ripped from my throat, echoing around the plains, a scream a pain, anger, and lost pride. The foot abruptly lifted, but only to shift position as she assumed an almost flat-footed position, placing all of her toes and some of her sole on my body. The weight was unbearable as this increased the pressure. Just when I thought this was the end, she smashed her entire left sole down, crushing my head brutally against the ground. I could smell my blood both on her sole and on the ground, and the only thing that kept me from retching again was the foot firmly keeping my body straight. She lifted her sole again, but my head came up with it, firmly stuck by saliva and blood. I noticed with pain that my entire body was very much bruised, and that my head was much flatter than it used to be.
It was a great relief when she finally stepped off, but their growls of sadistic pleasure did nothing to alleviate my anxiety. The female called down from up above.
"Had enough, my little toy?"
I could not answer, being too weak to even vibrate my vocal cords.
"No? Well have some more then! Brother, turn him face up...I want him to really feel this..."
Even with renewed adrenaline, I could not panic enough to fight the black claw that descended and flipped me face up. It was no use as I screeched protest after protest, pea after plea for mercy. I received none as the female backed up brutally, smashing my lower body, then my upper body and head beneath her toes and soles. I could feel the blood being pressed out of my skin, not only my head now but my entire body, my tail, and my arms and legs screaming in pain. She lifted her foot off of my lower body, brutally crushing my head and upper body beneath her other foot. Stomping that foot down, she proceeded to trample my head, lifting her foot and setting it down heavily, breaking both my arms. Each time she trampled, she stomped harder as her bloodlust rose and rose. The stench of my blood and bile in my nose and mouth was almost normal now, as was the rhythmic stomping done to me by the female. Finally, I felt her tense, and set her entire weight upon my body. This was the end, I knew it, I would pass to the other world, and be free from the torturing. The weight increased as she prepared to jump, ending my life once and for all. The weight lifted, but did not come back down again. Puzzled, I looked up and around, seeing that the female had actually jumped off of me instead of on. Then my gaze met my body, and I retched up what bile and food was left in my body. My entire lower body was bruised a bright purple and black, only a little big of green showing through in my upper right leg. My upper body wasn't doing much better, and I was sure most of my ribs were broken, shattered into many pieces. It was just cruel fate that one of them did not drive itself into my heart, ending my life. The blood pooled around me was my own, and some parts of my body were stained a dark red with blood. Too tired to think, I listened to the huge carnivores talk above me.
"Hm...sister, you were less thorough than I expected. There are still a few bones unbroken."
"I wanted to leave some for you to break. I'm not as selfish as you, brother."
"Do you think he'd like to cool down? He's been under the hot sun and our warm feet all the time. Maybe some cold mud would cool him down."
Not even bothering to raise my voice in protest, I endured my treatment as the male picked me bodily up and tossed me face down in some nearby mud. How ironic that before this I had wished for some nice cool mud to lie down in. Now I was getting my wish, and this was nothing like I had ever imagined. My thoughts were abruptly cut short as the male settled his toes upon my battered body. As he started stomping, one, two, I lay there submissively. What more could I do? He was much heavier than the female, and ever step sent a jolt of pain through my body, not to mention making the ground shudder. He also had a helix claw that trampled life-threateningly close to my body whenever he stepped down. Once, the toe grazed my hip, but that was enough to start it bleeding, my blood mixing with the mud to turn a dirty crimson. After much torturing, he stepped off me. Not even bothering to judge my injuries, I raised my head and tried to figure out where the male had run.
That seemed to be a big mistake. In the distance, I saw a figure approaching rapidly. It soon made itself out to be the male, running at an easy gait. At the last moment, he jumped, putting both feet out in front of him. It dawned on me what he was doing, and in a pathetic defense, I pressed my head into the mud, hoping that whatever got between the top of my head and his feet would be able to stand up to his huge weight. Of course, he landed on me, and hard. The pain shot through me like a sharp rock, slicing my skin apart and rubbing salt in my wounds. Every time he put on weight to jump, I was pressed deeper and deeper into the mud. A thin covering of the goo had started to film on my body, and every time I was pressed deeper, the stench of the marsh became that much stronger. Finally, he ceased his trampling and stepped off me. I didn't move, being too weak to do anything any longer.
As his foot came down again on my tail, I knew what was to come next, as part of his sole was imbedded in my body as well. Obviously, he was going to follow his sister's example. Right then, the female came trampling by, and her foot just happened to land on my outstretched leg. Needless to say, it was completely devastated. The already splintered bone was crushed into pieces, and parts of bone poked out through my scaled hide. I had no time to think as the male placed his second foot on my head. By now, my entire body was so numb there was almost no pain anymore. As he lifted each foot and brought it down again, I could feel the sole going down, the helix claw stabbing into the ground, into my body, creating more and more blood. Finally, he seemed to pause, almost hesitate. Obviously, he saw something I did not. It was then that I heard the muted trumpet of the female.
"We have to go, brother! Mother's coming and you know she
doesn't like us playing with our food!"
The male seemed to look down at his feet, and I could feel his piercing gaze even through his soles, "You've been spared your life this time, compy. Just make sure our mother doesn't step on you, heh heh."
His feet were lifted off me as he left, the female giving me one last stomp before she departed as well. I lay there, breathing hard. At least the worst was over. Turning myself painfully onto my back, I waited for my strength to be replenished. Crawling a little bit back toward the hard, packed dirt, I cursed a little under my breath. Suddenly, a distant thumping drew my attention. It was steady, rhythmical, with an easy, quick rhythm. A pair of feet, casually headed my way. I stopped, knowing that it could only be the Allosaur mother. As she loomed into view, I tried to make myself as small as possible. My effort was wasted as her first foot stomped right by me. However, a shadow hovered briefly over my body. Before I had time to even scream, a foot the size of my body descended and crushed upon me. The newborn pain spread through me like fire, and I could feel my bowels emptying as the pain drove me over the edge. Finally, it passed, and I lay there, broken, bruised, and battered. Maybe the scavengers would get me. Or maybe I would heal before then. I just wished my current position would end.
In the distance, slowly but surely, I heard heavy footsteps approaching. Many footsteps approaching, and fast. I closed my eyes, and waited for the inevitable end.
The End