Trapped in Time 1: The Time Takers by Saxon Andrew

The first Raptors began sticking their heads out of the forest and ducking back in. Maxus said, “Arrow handlers; move to your stations.” A hundred people ran forward and spread out behind the lines of archers. Each of them had six quivers belted around their waist where they could pull a load of arrows out and drop them into the archer’s quivers.
    Andy looked at the motion of the trees and said, “I think this flock was coming to attack the Allosaurus.”
    Arashi nodded, “They were too close to just be doing nothing.”
    “How many would you guess?”
    “Three hundred.”
    Andy smiled, “That’s one for each of our archers.”
    “Some aren’t really ready yet.”
    Andy nodded, “We have them scattered in our ranks. They need the experience.”
    “We need them to be ready.”
    “You and I will handle their load.”
    Arashi smiled.
    Maxus watched the tree line and yelled, “PULL!” All three hundred archers pulled back on their bowstrings and a moment later the tree line erupted in hundreds of Raptors rushing at incredible speed toward the human’s ranks. “FIRE!!!
    Three hundred arrows flew into the front of the charging Raptors and another three hundred followed less than a second later. The entire front of the charging Raptors fell to the ground. The Raptors behind them leaped over the dead and dying reptiles on the ground and were shot down before they advanced more than ten yards. Yet still the Raptors came rushing out of the tree line.
    Andy picked his targets and every time he shot an arrow, a Raptor fell. He continued shooting and said, “I thought you said three hundred.”
    Arashi double fired two arrows and said, “Oh, did I say three hundred? I meant five hundred.” He shot a Raptor that had come close to the Viking’s line and it fell and slid to within four feet of them. The Romans were incredible. A constant wave of outgoing arrows filled the air in front of their ranks. The Raptors were no longer trying to attack the center of the line but were moving to the sides. Maxus yelled, “Ranks, move forward left and right.”
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    The Vikings were getting the worst of the Raptor charge. The Raptors that were charging the middle of the line veered away from the Roman barrage and rushed in toward the Vikings who were left of the Romans. They found themselves facing more than a hundred Raptors that were charging in at incredible speed and ferocity. Three Raptors came running up and leaped on top of a dead Raptor and then leaped into the Viking’s line. The Raptors grabbed a Viking and used the hooked claw on their hind legs to rip into the Viking’s chests. The Vikings standing next to the three with Raptors on their chests fired at point blank range into the Raptors and killed them but the momentary change allowed more Raptors to rush in on their lines. They were close to being overrun when ten Indians rushed forward and shot eight Raptors flying through the air toward the Viking’s front rank. All eight were hit in the head and fell to the ground dead. One fell on a Viking and broke his left arm pinning him to the ground. No one could stop long enough to remove the huge reptile; he could only lay on the ground and watch the massive fight taking place around him. Ten more Indians rushed forward and the Raptors were being held off, barely.
    Linnae looked back and saw a Raptor leap high over the Viking line and spin around to attack from them from the rear. She fired an arrow so fast that the Raptor had barely completed its turn and was hit in the neck. The Raptor screamed as the arrow went through its neck and embedded in its back leg cutting through the main tendon. The Raptor screamed again as Linnae’s second arrow went into the side of its head and dropped it for good.
    One of the Roman lines moved forward and turned to the left while the other turned and went to the right. Andy, Linnae, Arashi, and five Indians moved up the center of the two lines as they separated and killed