The Land Before Time ... meets sci-fi?
You remember The Land Before Time? A film from that golden age in the eighties, when animation implied that somebody drew every shot with a pencil, and Don Bluth was still making good movies? You know, pre-Troll in Central Park Bluth.
Well, for anyone who might have forgotten, The Land Before Time is a lovely, if dark, children's animated film. It conquers such issues as prejudice, perseverance, and kills the main characters mother via on-screen violence (It's Don Bluth, and it's still not sadder that An American Tale, or Darker than Secret of Nihm). And everyone in it is Dinosaurs.
The main characters, a ragtag group of an impossible (due to millions of years of separation between the species) mix of Dinos:
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This fic has no grasp of what The Land Before Time is about. Seriously, I don't even have anything to say about this. I can't spork it, it is too easy, yet too brain scramblingly (I made up this word, I like it) ridiculous. So just read it. It crosss over with Kamen Riders Agito, apparently, which no I have not watched, but google says is like Super Sentai, the Japanese show Power Rangers is based on.
Here's a link, if you want to attempt to read the entire monstrosity:
The Chronicles of The Balaur
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Story Snip:
The voices ran through Cera's head, as she remained unconscious.
"Ok…bringing the power core up…slowly…"
"Shorty, watch the gigahertz level, we don't want to fry her…"
"I'm watching…yeah, we seem to be steady here…how are her vitals?"
"She's stabilizing…yes…I think we've got her. Bring her out."
"You got it!"
"Very gently…"
Cera felt herself coming out of whatever haze she had been put into. She opened her eyes very cautiously, to see an unfamiliar world around her, a world of wires, buttons, and flashing screens. She also saw tubes that were running with an odd, purple fluid, that seemed to all descend to her location.
"Cera…you awake?"
She looked up to see the familiar face of Shorty looking down at him. He was in his humanoid body once more, unarmored, so that he could get a good look at her.
"Hey…" Cera smiled weakly, wincing her eyes every few seconds. "What happened? Where am I? I feel so dizzy…"
Shorty chuckled a bit. "Well, you're gonna be that way for a while…and don't worry, we're still in the valley. You're just on board the Progenitor's ship."
Cera nodded just a little as she winced again, recognizing something.
"Hey…why can't I move my legs?"
"That's a precaution, Cera…" She heard the telepathic voice of Talos in her head now as he spoke, while fiddling with the console near where she lay. "In order to make sure our efforts to save you stay in place, we've had to temporarily immobilize your limbs."
Cera grunted a little bit and closed her eyes, her head rested on a cushion. "I feel so dead…"
"Well, you came very close to that…" Talos spoke again, matter-of-factly. "The enemy managed to sever a lot of your spinal column near your head in one blow…for a while, we weren't sure if you would live through this ordeal."
Cera couldn't quite understand this, but she did her best to follow. "How did you save me, then?"
Shorty smiled as he pointed to the tubes around her. "You can't see it too well right now, but these tubes are connected under and through openings on this table, and are hooked directly into your backbone…the fluid is this stuff that Talos introduced me to called Signium 12."
"You'll understand it all in due time, I assure you…" The armored body of the Progenitor now walked into the room as he addressed Cera. "Basically, Signium 12 is a serum that can be used to strengthen, or in this case repair the functions of the central nervous system. It is an essential part in the engineering of a Baluar, like Shorty."
Shorty nodded slowly as the Progenitor continued. "You must understand, I don't normally use these techniques on a being that has matured beyond the embryonic stage…doesn't agree with my principles. Once a lifeform has taken its first breath, it should stay just as it is, in my book."
He then walked over and looked at a few pictures the ship had taken of Kyrie. "However…given the circumstances, I feel compelled to make this one exception."
"Whatever you mean by all this…" Cera smiled a bit through closed eyes. "I'm glad you were able to bring me back to normal."
"Well…not quite normal, I'm afraid." The Progenitor added.
Cera's eyes quickly opened as she gave him and Shorty an uneasy look. "What do you mean by that?"
"The only way to get the Signium 12 to interact with your system…" The Progenitor explained as he walked next to a diagram on a screen. "Was to implant familiar objects into your body for it…namely the X92 Morpheon chip in the brain stem, and the Macrogenus Core around the heart…the two integral parts that Shorty has had in him since birth."
Cera almost stopped breathing at this revelation…she couldn't understand it all, but she clearly got the gist of it.
"You mean…I'm like him now?" She swallowed a bit, nervously.
"You…are a variation…" The Progenitor continued. "You are the first of a new project I opened especially for your case."
He then brought up a few diagrams on an overhead screen for her to look at.
"This is what I call a Dragur…Named after a mystical creature on my old world that was believed to be one of our kind that had returned from death. In this instance, the name seemed appropriate."
Cera gazed over the sleek, but fearsome humanoid form displayed on the monochromatic screen above her, as her eyes widened in wonder. It seemed to have all the basic parts of Shorty's Balaur form, but it was more slender, and also seemed to have unique weapon systems.