1958
It's oddly foggy out in the morning. The slight chill of the weather didn't bother most of the dinosaurs, but some particularly seem rather suspicious about porchlights being left on during those hours. The obscure, subtle noises of hissing are heard throughout some of the streets on the island. Is it a snake creeping around, perhaps?
Several hours later, nothing seemed too unusual during the afternoon... except for a few porchlights that were found out to be broken around the streets of Ffarquhar, somehow.
"Who did this? Anyone?" a random workman called-out, holding a detached light with anger and skepticism. Several people discovered the same thing, but couldn't answer about what happened. The issue wasn't merely in Ffarquhar though; there were many items left shattered nearby houses in Knapford, and a few areas of Wellsworth.
Sir Topham Hatt soon became aware of the crisis going on; His office-door shortly creaked upon opening, and to his right was a slight crack on the wall, caused by the point of a golden shard almost the size of a sword (if not bigger). He gently yanks it off, and glances around to see that there were numerous similar blades that pierced other property on Sodor. He knew now, the only culprit of this would be a monster of sorts.
The dinosaurs however, all seemed quite peaceful at the sheds. Hatt arrives with his typical stoic look and concern; the monsters either looked blank or nonchalant towards the man in charge, even with the gold blade clearly seen in his hands. They all exchange glances at one another when Hatt asks about it, as none of them seemed to possess any sort of thin yellow-colored spikes or plates of the sort. Since Edward is planning to go on a night hunt later, Topham mostly expects him to figure out who or what is responsible for the blade-attack.
The fog returned during the late-evening, along with the (mostly) silent atmosphere surrounding Edward on his way to Brendam Docks. A few sharp objects (of the same yellow hue) is shot at his limb out of nowhere, so in suspicion he turned his walk to a short sprint, until he was finally able to catch the glimpse of a dark-green figure (appearing very slender and graceful) at the docks. The figure turns away from the blue dinosaur in response, with multiple blades suddenly fired at him. Even when flying shards come at his eyes and constant steam wheeshes at him, Edward remains persistent, now that the likely cause of all the damages from earlier had just been uncovered... almost, that is.
Once the figure stopped a short second for once, Edward didn't halt in the chase and expected another set of blades to be shot towards his face; they were, except he now dodged and charged forward on all-fours, only for the move to be cancelled-out by the spiky reveal of the green monster's whip-like tail. The alerted dock manager couldn't help but glance upward, as Edward let out a shrieking-roar of pain like no other monster, and left a look of fright by the brights of his eyes and teeth.
The manager doesn't scream, but with fright he hurries inside an undamaged building and contacts Sir Topham Hatt on the telephone about the scene.
"Sir..! Sir! Edward has just gone berserk, I believe!"
"Berserk?" Hatt responded, slightly puzzled because Edward is usually quite calm... and then he heard another shriek coming from outside. "Oh, I do get it now." he continued.
He eventually prepares his serious-suited self one more time for the night, and attempts drive to the scene as soon as possible, even with tiredness steadily shrouding his head.
Topham fortunately makes it to Brendam, finding Edward acting "unusually erratic" before catching sight of the thing that made him shriek earlier.
"For something that seems deadly, that monster looks quite beautiful..." remarked Hatt quietly, trying to keep his focus on the two beasts without suddenly dozing off in the car. Edward then tries to back himself out of his opponent's range, almost lying his spiny back against the same building the dock manager remained inside of, flinching when the last spikes flew towards him.
Of course, luckily no one was hurt.
The blue dinosaur slows his heavy breathing to recover smoothly and lessen the pain, but notices the green monster he just dueled with seemingly vanished out of sight. The only things he saw now were two spikes that were stuck dangerously close to his own head. He takes a hold of one like a dagger, then simply drops it. He then sat, released some steam, figured taking a rest, and then...
Out of surprise, James comes nearby from behind Edward, having watched the whole fight from a distance. With awkward short stares, James showed some brief anger as he had the thought Edward couldn't handle the battle on his own, and knowing where this was going, Edward gave a nonchalant face yet with a slight tiny "grin", having to get used to fact that other monsters would underestimate him from time to time.
"That thing threw a blade at your head!" the red dino quickly assumed, pointing a spike towards Edward's face.
"That thing threw a blade near my head." the blue dino casually corrected (this time with a somewhat wider smile), pushing James' arm to the side.
With a growl, James tries to deal with the stranger on his own. He soon finds the monster lurking around Knapford; naturally, he goes into pursuit, now getting a better picture of what it looked like than Edward did. The stranger casted a shine at virtually every angle, it was quite beautiful indeed. Simply green? No, emerald was more appropriate.
The dinosaur glanced behind, revealing its feminine-face and shortly hissed at James before trying to run off. Her roar sounded akin to that a banshee, and her instinct was to fire the spines from her tail almost lighting-fast. Alerted (and perhaps frightened) by the roar, the townspeople were exposed to the utter destruction laying upon Knapford once again. James only grew more furious, he pounces at the the emerald beast, who tries to claw at him and yank him off with the tail. She hisses one more time, and her crystalline back-spines start to glow brightly. The monster inhales and spews a stream full of green toxicity; James fires back in response (of course, no pun intended), with the clashing streams resulting in raining embers eating off most of the architecture and forcing a majority of the humans to try and keep away from the burning chaos.
Meanwhile at Brendam, Sir Topham Hatt could only feel even more tired despite the dock manager trying to snap that out of him. Edward, with some concern, took a glance at the fiery light show at Knapford from afar. He finally stood up to try and deal with the mess over there.
"Edward? Where are you going..?"
No response.
The chaotic flare around Knapford was seemingly endless, until a blue blast soon shot in the dead-center and neutralized most of the raining flames and acid. Edward stepped-in albeit irritated, yet the emerald monster only shot more of her spines at him and James. The red and blue dinosaurs go after her anyway, with little pauses in-between.
James notices what is nearby is that same cliff Percy made him fall off of, and the emerald dino might be trying to lure the two into that. As he halts to a stop, Edward doesn't look down, so he slides and falls onto the side of the cliff, on his back, trying to grip near the grassy edge with one paw. How strange it was for him not to be aware of that.
Sir Topham Hatt and the dock manager kept a safe distance from the conflict between the three monsters, staying inside Hatt's car and parked at an area where they can watch an almost full-fledged view of the scene.
"You got a catchy name for that one, sir?" asked the manager, directing his attention towards the emerald monster.
"I suppose, Emerald?" Hatt suggested.
The manager only laughed. "Well then, I guess Esmeralda would be a good nickname."
The two chuckled a bit, before focusing on the real issue.
Edward slid further down the side of the cliff, while James still wrestled about with the emerald monster. She was becoming tired of being constantly called "the emerald *whatever-term*", so she just outright roared, "My name is Emily..!"
Edward only felt annoyed, and his arm was starting to grow exhausted. If only he could turn his body around to climb back up, yet this was hindered as his spines already dug through the surface behind himself. He then felt a slightly tight pull around his wrist; glancing up, it was Emily herself.
This naturally puzzles James, for he frankly would've tried to knock her off the cliff and then save Edward, but that now changed due to her expressing some mercy. Emily shortly wheeshes steam towards James, leaving Edward sort-of amused.
"I can't wheesh like that." he chuckled.
Edward briefly looked at her as if she was someone familiar, yet kept sense of slight confusion; What did he ever do for her to be spared like that? Emily simply responds with a gesture indicating that she didn't want him to fall in the water and perhaps drown to death, and even if he could swim, hurrying back on land would've likely been a waste of energy. Visioning that gave Edward a slight giggle, considering he's practically been accustomed to the water for most of his lifetime.
He realized it was nearly morning, and forgot to hunt for food in order to keep Thomas and Percy satisfied for the night.
"Thomas and Percy?" Emily wondered.
"Yes." Edward informed, and he continued to explain the whole situation in short.
Emily was concerned, but in optimistic light, there was probably someone who already looked after those two; Edward only hoped that was the case... He then had to get James to tone down and settle out of his anger, before the three monsters would eventually head off to Tidmouth Sheds.
With Hatt nearly on the verge of sleeping, the dock manager proceeded to drive him back home (which was near the outskirts of Wellsworth) as soon as possible. The manager fortunately found a map of Sodor with roadway-labels and several directions marked on it.
"Sir, I never knew you would be this convenient." he said with some luck.
The dinosaurs at Tidmouth were still quite sleepy during the next morning. Edward came back with rather pleasant surprise on his face; he noticed some chewed-off pieces of meat & leaves right next to Thomas and Percy's sheds. He just wondered, who fed them while he was gone?
"Gordon fed them." told a workman.
"Gordon..?" Edward asked, simply astonished.
"I assume that he might've gotten full and sleepy last night, so he saved the rest of his meal for the kids."
The older dinosaur sighed with relief, as he wasn't alone when it came to caring for his mentees. The kids finally woke up and looked at up at this lean, green dino nearby. Their first reaction was to do a little fight with her; Emily found this a bit "precious", and simply played along. Edward just went with the game as well, because "why not?".
Looking at the vivid sunrise in the distance seemed like a signal of hope for overall both monsters and humans, and it mostly left some smiles. Perhaps there is something very pleasing going for the future among the island.
Knapford meanwhile still has an expensive burnt-up mess left to fix...
To be continued...