Helluva boss: alternate continuation

Journey to the great valley

Millie: I'm Millie and this is my husband moxxie. We're a species called imps. And who are you?

Cera: Name's Cera.

Littlefoot was about to say something when Cera saw the reflection of the hopper she was chasing earlier appear in a large bubble. She jumped on it, making it burst right under her feet. Pretty soon, more bubbles with images of frogs in them appeared. Littlefoot decided to join in and pounced on them. Each time a bubble rose up, he and Cera would jump on them, making them pop and splatter muddy droplets.

Cera: Hey, this is fun!

She and Littlefoot continued with their little game. It was like she completely forgot that she wasn't supposed to like Littlefoot. She was wrapped up in the enjoyment of the moment.

Moxxie and Millie giggled as the two continued to play in the water. It was kind of cute to watch. It made them half-tempted to join in on the fun herself.

However, all of them were completely unaware of the danger that was approaching.
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He sniffed the air.

The scent of the long-neck runt was stronger. It was also away from the rest of its herd. An easy target

As he closed in, the stalking dinosaur caught the two other scents. One was a little three-horn. No big deal. Three-horns were small, but still a decent meal.

But the third scent was peculiar. It wasn't from any creature he had hunted before. This made him curious for only for a single second. His mind was solely on the hunt, and nothing was going to detour him from that.

He spied a rotting tree far away. Underneath were three small creatures: the long-neck he had been perusing, the three-horn that had joined him, and two strange, red creatures with horns and demonic tails

He felt a deep rumble in the pit of his stomach and slowly moved in on his prey.
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The ground shook under the imps, making Millie gasp and leap into moxxies arms. All the muscles in her body were tense.

Something was coming.

Something big.

Littlefoot and Cera felt it, too. They searched frantically around find the source of the shakes.

Cera wheeled around and screaming in blood-curdling terror,

Cera: SHARPTOOTH!

Littlefoot turned let out a scream of his own.

There was no mistaking dinosaur. The most feared dinosaur above any of its kind, the one that gave meat-eaters their name among leafeaters, was heading straight towards them!

Moxxie and Millie saw the dinosaur, too. Yet let out terrified shrieks, and their blood turned to ice in her veins.

A massive Tyrannosaurus Rex, larger than a bull African elephant, was just several yards in front of her! It was no museum fossil!

This one was ALIVE!

Littlefoot cried out for his mother as that monstrous behemoth broke through the tree and locked his blood-red eyes onto the group. His eyes were completely devoid of conscience. They were just red with only a single black pupil in each of them.

The four terrified reptiles bolted out from under the tree and towards a grove of large thorns, hoping to seek better shelter away from Sharptooth. Only moxxie dared to look back and see the T-Rex pursuing them.

Millie: Further in! Further in!

she pushes the two young dinosaurs farther into the thorn bush.

In just a short time, they were at the middle of the bush. Crouching quietly and fearfully in the dark, they continued to feel the ground shake as Sharptooth stalked around the thorn bush. Whether he was trying to find a way in, or he was waiting for them to come out, moxxie couldn't tell.