Having a Tyrannosaurus rex in front of you is a great way to remind yourself how fragile life is.
And judging by the way his entire velociraptor pack was practically radiating fear, Kerl knew damn well they all had the same thought:
Do. Not. Move.
His mind raced at a million miles per hour, calculating every possible outcome, yet something strange happened—
The T. rex… didn''t care?
It barely even glanced at them, lumbering forward on tree-trunk legs, focused entirely on something else.
"Hey! I''m tasty enough, get back here and hunt me, bruh!" he inwardly complained—though, in all honesty, he was really hoping the big guy wouldn''t turn back.
As the apex predator disappeared into the jungle, Kerl let out a breath he didn''t know he was holding.
He mulled over the situation. ?So I''m not even worth the effort??
That stung his pride a little.
But it made sense. Scientists theorized that T. rexes weren''t built for chase-hunting—too big, too slow. They were more of an ambush predator. Nice to have that confirmed firsthand.
?Hooray for science… if only I wasn''t running for my life.?
As a velociraptor, Kerl was small, fast, and nimble—exactly the kind of prey a T. rex wouldn''t bother with. For a predator that size, something as tiny as a raptor just wasn''t worth the energy.
Watching it walk away, he couldn''t help but think.
?Man, if I find the time machine, I''m gonna revolutionize paleontology. Solving dinosaur mysteries just by being here is kinda OP.?
His mind wandered.
For a moment, he imagined himself returning to the modern world as a revolutionary scientist.
"We love you, mr Kerl Erde! You''re the best!" Reporters would gush, cameras flashing in his face.
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Maybe even… she would come back.
His wife. The one who hadn''t kissed him in eight months ever since he started working on the time machine. He could almost hear her voice—
"erde..." Silhouette of her calling him.
?leah? he called back.
A sharp screech snapped him back to reality. He turned around and it was his Dino underling.
?Right... Dinosaur body. Prehistoric death world. No time for daydreaming.?
All of this—the madness, the struggle—was thanks to the Deus Ex Machina that was his shitty time machine.
If he wanted to return?
He had to find it.
But even if the T. rex wasn''t interested in him… he sure as hell was interested in it.
He screeched, grabbing the attention of his raptor crew, who all immediately looked at him like he had grown a second head.
Then, using his tail, he flung one of his handmade weapons straight at the behemoth.
It landed.
Right on the T. rex''s skull.
The massive predator froze.
Then, slowly, it turned its head, nostrils flaring.
?Oh. Oh shit.?
Before it could react further, Kerl struck first. seeing this opportunity, his pack followed to do the same.
They swarmed, biting, slashing, and ripping into the T. rex like prehistoric piranhas.
Kerl kept chucking whatever makeshift weapons he had—ropes, stones, sharpened sticks.
?HAH! My impeccable aim, honed by YEARS with Call of Duty!? he boasted inwardly.
The T. rex roared, shaking the ground as it thrashed wildly, snapping its enormous jaws.
One raptor was instantly crushed under its foot—gone in a single step.
Another got caught in its massive jaws, torn in half like wet paper.
But Kerl wasn''t stopping.
If he backed off, he would be dumb. Because he knew, that t-rex was NOT gonna beat him.
Using his raptor agility, he leaped forward, using his claws to cling onto the gigantic dinosaur''s leg.
His confidence wasn''t without backing tho, t-rex is most formidable at a distance. With it''s long neck and giant maws, they can bite target with their long reach. But with their short arms, they absolutely suck at getting rid of anything clinging to them.
Mainly capable at dealing with prey of equal size or when ambushing, the unique build of t-rex does not allow them to eliminate small annoying threats.
Claws sinking into flesh, he climbed toward its neck, aiming for a vital point.
The T. rex tried to shake him off and tripped, falling on it''s back. Making it even more vulnerable to his pack''s assault.
But Kerl held on with all his might, if the dino fell atop of him... he would be squashed, the sheer difference in weight is overwhelming. if not for how slow the big guy is, the raptor pack would''ve ran between their tails as soon as they met it.
He lunged, sinking his raptor jaws into its eye socket.
The predator screamed.
It stumbled, flailing blindly as the pack took advantage of the distraction.
They struck its legs, underbelly, and throat.
Wounds multiplied. Blood poured.
The T. rex shook during it''s attempt at standing back up—
Then collapsed.
Dead.
Kerl let out a victorious war cry.
"QUACK!"
Silence.
…That was it?
He had just killed a freaking T. rex, and it barely felt like a fight.
?So much for being the ultimate predator… i suppose it''s easy because of me. i''m so damn amazing? he thought smugly.
He turned to his pack.
Two raptors gone—one crushed, the other eaten.
he shrugged, ?oh well.. if we dig deep enough in the t-rex belly, we''ll reunite with the other guy.?
The survivors didn''t hesitate before tearing into the fallen T. rex, devouring their former predator.
Kerl, however, wasn''t about to eat raw dino flesh like some kind of caveman.
He grabbed a chunk of meat, made a fire, and started cooking it on a flat rock.
Golden-brown, crispy edges, sizzling in the heat. ?they really are the ancestor of chicken huh??
The delicious aroma filled the air.
?Ain''t no way I''m eating prehistoric sushi,? he said to himself, while flipping the meat by stabbing it with his claw.
Too bad that delicious aroma was also an open invitation.
To every hungry carnivore in the area.
A low growl.
Rustling leaves.
His pack froze, heads snapping toward the sound.
They weren''t alone anymore.
Kerl realized his mistake.
The divine smell of cooked meat.
Something these prehistoric creatures had NEVER experienced. a gourmet
And now, they wanted a taste.
?…Ah, shit.?
He sighed, standing up, getting ready.
"can''t even have nice shi in jurassic, bruh."