Experimental Dinosaurs
Brian Middleton Jr.
In the end, Kel' lar had little choice but to fight. His opponent, a menacing Tyrannosaurus Rex, had brought havoc into his neighborhood, crushing building after building with it's titanium teeth. It's eyes, once damned only to see motion, had been replaced with ocular implants. It's brain, once driven only by a desire to eat, had been upgraded, with a state of the art motherboard, and a Pentium 7 processor.
Kel' lar on the other hand, had nothing but a laser-sighted Glock 9, and his wits to aid him. The odds reminded him of the time he had ridden the seesaw with his very fat cousin, Earnest. In both cases, Kel' lar had been over matched by his counter weight. The differences, however, were that Earnest had not leveled city blocks with his rage, and that Kel' lar had, in those times, been young, and timid. These days, after years of trials and training, Kel' lar was lean and muscular, and would not be intimidated.
He leaped from the top of his apartment complex, and landed on the back of the mighty cyborg thunder lizard. With great effort he climbed the beast's back, holding tight to scale after scale as the mighty Tyrannosaurus did it's best to shake the intrepid adventurer off. It's effort though, was moot, and the dark haired man successfully reached the beast's head. As he held on for dear life, Kel' lar spent a moment thinking about the rise of these experimental dinosaurs, and anger grew inside him. "I hate mad scientists," he concluded audibly, and leveled his Glock at the top of the beast's cybernetic eye. He squeezed the trigger of his handgun just as the T-Rex flailed again, and his shot missed clean. The dark haired man lost his footing and rolled down the thunder lizard's back. "Definitely hate mad scientists," he said as he fell, his belief in his hatred augmented by the frustration he now felt. He noted sourly that a herd of Bulldozasaurus' were beginning to chow down on a nearby apartment building that they had just finished demolishing. He groaned inwardly at the realization that he hated these newly minted types of dinosaurs nearly as much as he hated mad scientists. He scrambled to the head of the T-Rex once more and quickly fired a bullet into the area that he imagined the dinosaur's motherboard resided. The lizard pitched back it's mighty head and roared loudly, rattling Kel' lar's eardrums, and his brain by extension. He lost his footing again and nearly fell off of the beast's head. The dark haired man regained his footing, started into a run and leaped to a nearby building top as the mighty Tyrannosaurus Rex beat feet to try and make an exit. Kel' lar was sure that he hadn't killed the beast, but knowing that he had driven off the king of all cybernetic dinosaurs made him feel mighty. And tired. He made his way to the doorway and started to descend down the stairs and into the building. With fatigue evident in his every step, he made his way down the flight of stairs until he reached the first floor. He exited the building and started to make his way toward his apartment. "I can't wait to hit the sack," he said to the empty street. The dark haired man knew that he should continue to fight, but was also aware that his body was too weak in it's current state. "I'm no good to anyone like this," he said, continuing his trend of speaking to an audience of no one. His heart sunk as he turned left onto his street and caught sight of his home. Amidst a field of rubble stood five Bulldozasaurus', grazing intently on the remains of his apartment building. "It's true what they say," he said as he holstered his Glock in the back of his pants. "You can't win them all."
He did an about face, his shoulders hanging low, and started out in search of a safe place to rest.
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Brian Middleton is a Husband, a musician and a storyteller. His story, "Maddie and the Strange Train" was featured in Down in the Dirt Magazine. He has also self-published the fantasy novella, "The Clockwork War"
Brian Middleton Jr.
In the end, Kel' lar had little choice but to fight. His opponent, a menacing Tyrannosaurus Rex, had brought havoc into his neighborhood, crushing building after building with it's titanium teeth. It's eyes, once damned only to see motion, had been replaced with ocular implants. It's brain, once driven only by a desire to eat, had been upgraded, with a state of the art motherboard, and a Pentium 7 processor.
Kel' lar on the other hand, had nothing but a laser-sighted Glock 9, and his wits to aid him. The odds reminded him of the time he had ridden the seesaw with his very fat cousin, Earnest. In both cases, Kel' lar had been over matched by his counter weight. The differences, however, were that Earnest had not leveled city blocks with his rage, and that Kel' lar had, in those times, been young, and timid. These days, after years of trials and training, Kel' lar was lean and muscular, and would not be intimidated.
He leaped from the top of his apartment complex, and landed on the back of the mighty cyborg thunder lizard. With great effort he climbed the beast's back, holding tight to scale after scale as the mighty Tyrannosaurus did it's best to shake the intrepid adventurer off. It's effort though, was moot, and the dark haired man successfully reached the beast's head. As he held on for dear life, Kel' lar spent a moment thinking about the rise of these experimental dinosaurs, and anger grew inside him. "I hate mad scientists," he concluded audibly, and leveled his Glock at the top of the beast's cybernetic eye. He squeezed the trigger of his handgun just as the T-Rex flailed again, and his shot missed clean. The dark haired man lost his footing and rolled down the thunder lizard's back. "Definitely hate mad scientists," he said as he fell, his belief in his hatred augmented by the frustration he now felt. He noted sourly that a herd of Bulldozasaurus' were beginning to chow down on a nearby apartment building that they had just finished demolishing. He groaned inwardly at the realization that he hated these newly minted types of dinosaurs nearly as much as he hated mad scientists. He scrambled to the head of the T-Rex once more and quickly fired a bullet into the area that he imagined the dinosaur's motherboard resided. The lizard pitched back it's mighty head and roared loudly, rattling Kel' lar's eardrums, and his brain by extension. He lost his footing again and nearly fell off of the beast's head. The dark haired man regained his footing, started into a run and leaped to a nearby building top as the mighty Tyrannosaurus Rex beat feet to try and make an exit. Kel' lar was sure that he hadn't killed the beast, but knowing that he had driven off the king of all cybernetic dinosaurs made him feel mighty. And tired. He made his way to the doorway and started to descend down the stairs and into the building. With fatigue evident in his every step, he made his way down the flight of stairs until he reached the first floor. He exited the building and started to make his way toward his apartment. "I can't wait to hit the sack," he said to the empty street. The dark haired man knew that he should continue to fight, but was also aware that his body was too weak in it's current state. "I'm no good to anyone like this," he said, continuing his trend of speaking to an audience of no one. His heart sunk as he turned left onto his street and caught sight of his home. Amidst a field of rubble stood five Bulldozasaurus', grazing intently on the remains of his apartment building. "It's true what they say," he said as he holstered his Glock in the back of his pants. "You can't win them all."
He did an about face, his shoulders hanging low, and started out in search of a safe place to rest.
- - -
Brian Middleton is a Husband, a musician and a storyteller. His story, "Maddie and the Strange Train" was featured in Down in the Dirt Magazine. He has also self-published the fantasy novella, "The Clockwork War"
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