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[#058] We're What Killed the Dinosaurs (Original)
Theme Prompt: #058 - Prehistoric
Title: We’re What Killed the Dinosaurs
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 687
Summary: A time-traveling exploration team goes awry.
Holden steps out the portal, and instead of being met with a blast of frost, he finds himself hit with a burst of heat instead. The moisture hangs heavily in the air, and he groans, throwing his head back as he steps to the side to let the rest of his team through.
“Damnit. I think we overshot the Ice Age.”
“What makes you say …?” Reese’s voice follows him through, and stops, taking in the greenery of the scene in front of her. “Oh.”
“Yeah. That.”
“Looks Cretaceous,” Miller adds as he follows them out, stopping to shed some of the more massive layers and tossing them back into the portal. Reese starts to do the same.
Holden blinks. “What? We’re not going back?”
“And waste the trip? We were going to have to get here; eventually, we might as well get the samples now.” Reese’s heavy curls fall around her shoulders as she tosses her heavy coat back in, and then reaches back to start to wrestle them into a high ponytail, taking them off her shoulders. “We’re going to have to come back and get the samples anyway, so we might as well do it now.”
Holden grumbles before starting to pull off his outer gear and tossing it back in, before picking up the sample collectors he carried. “Let’s do this quick then. Soil samples, water samples, plant samples, and then we’re out. No lingering trying to see a Brontosaurus.”
“Actually, a Brontosaurus was part of the Late Jurassic period.”
“ … Whatever, Miller, do you get my point?”
“Yep. Samples, then we’re out. No lingering to see the dinosaurs.” Miller smirks as he starts to head off into the jungle. “Some scientist you are.”
Holden rolls his eyes as he turns to follow him. “Don’t judge me. I thought I was going to see a Mastodon today.”
Reese laughs as she follows them out, slinging a bag over one shoulder. “Oh, poor baby.”
- - - - - -
Time travel had changed the game as far as science is concerned. No more questioning and theorizing, you can go back and see it in action for yourself. The videos that they record are valuable educational materials. The samples they bring back have allowed them to see the context of many changing world events in real-time. They do their best not to tamper with the delicate balance of history, but in a world of skeptics who like to deny their history if it’s not staring them in the face, it’s better to have documented proof all the same.
Holden picks up the last of the soil samples he needed before turning back to the rest of the group. “Ready to go?” He then blinks when only Reese is present. “Where the hell is Miller?”
Reese blinks as well, before turning to scan the rest of the jungle. “Shit. I told him not to wander off.” Raising her wrist, she pulls up his GPS coordinates on her control panel and blinks. “Looks like he’s not far from here. He’s coming back.” She blinks. “Looks like he’s coming back fast.”
As the green dot on the screen starts to approach their two accompanying green dots, the ground begins to rumble beneath them. It almost feels like footsteps, one after the other, thundering closer at a slightly uncomfortable pace.
“You don’t think—” Holden starts to ask before Miller bursts out of the jungle ahead of him.
“We need to go.” Miller goes to gather his gear. “We need to go right now.”
“What did you do?” Holden asks, and Miller shakes his head, grasping both of them by the shoulders. “No time. Keep it moving. Questions when we’re safe at home.”
There’s a rustling in the jungle behind him, and before they can ask any further, the colossal head of a tyrannosaurus rex appears from the trees behind them. They all freeze, watching as his head sweeps over the area, sniffing, and when the beast turns away, Miller whispers:
“Run.”
As far as Reese and Holden are concerned, he doesn’t have to tell them twice.
Title: We’re What Killed the Dinosaurs
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 687
Summary: A time-traveling exploration team goes awry.
Holden steps out the portal, and instead of being met with a blast of frost, he finds himself hit with a burst of heat instead. The moisture hangs heavily in the air, and he groans, throwing his head back as he steps to the side to let the rest of his team through.
“Damnit. I think we overshot the Ice Age.”
“What makes you say …?” Reese’s voice follows him through, and stops, taking in the greenery of the scene in front of her. “Oh.”
“Yeah. That.”
“Looks Cretaceous,” Miller adds as he follows them out, stopping to shed some of the more massive layers and tossing them back into the portal. Reese starts to do the same.
Holden blinks. “What? We’re not going back?”
“And waste the trip? We were going to have to get here; eventually, we might as well get the samples now.” Reese’s heavy curls fall around her shoulders as she tosses her heavy coat back in, and then reaches back to start to wrestle them into a high ponytail, taking them off her shoulders. “We’re going to have to come back and get the samples anyway, so we might as well do it now.”
Holden grumbles before starting to pull off his outer gear and tossing it back in, before picking up the sample collectors he carried. “Let’s do this quick then. Soil samples, water samples, plant samples, and then we’re out. No lingering trying to see a Brontosaurus.”
“Actually, a Brontosaurus was part of the Late Jurassic period.”
“ … Whatever, Miller, do you get my point?”
“Yep. Samples, then we’re out. No lingering to see the dinosaurs.” Miller smirks as he starts to head off into the jungle. “Some scientist you are.”
Holden rolls his eyes as he turns to follow him. “Don’t judge me. I thought I was going to see a Mastodon today.”
Reese laughs as she follows them out, slinging a bag over one shoulder. “Oh, poor baby.”
Time travel had changed the game as far as science is concerned. No more questioning and theorizing, you can go back and see it in action for yourself. The videos that they record are valuable educational materials. The samples they bring back have allowed them to see the context of many changing world events in real-time. They do their best not to tamper with the delicate balance of history, but in a world of skeptics who like to deny their history if it’s not staring them in the face, it’s better to have documented proof all the same.
Holden picks up the last of the soil samples he needed before turning back to the rest of the group. “Ready to go?” He then blinks when only Reese is present. “Where the hell is Miller?”
Reese blinks as well, before turning to scan the rest of the jungle. “Shit. I told him not to wander off.” Raising her wrist, she pulls up his GPS coordinates on her control panel and blinks. “Looks like he’s not far from here. He’s coming back.” She blinks. “Looks like he’s coming back fast.”
As the green dot on the screen starts to approach their two accompanying green dots, the ground begins to rumble beneath them. It almost feels like footsteps, one after the other, thundering closer at a slightly uncomfortable pace.
“You don’t think—” Holden starts to ask before Miller bursts out of the jungle ahead of him.
“We need to go.” Miller goes to gather his gear. “We need to go right now.”
“What did you do?” Holden asks, and Miller shakes his head, grasping both of them by the shoulders. “No time. Keep it moving. Questions when we’re safe at home.”
There’s a rustling in the jungle behind him, and before they can ask any further, the colossal head of a tyrannosaurus rex appears from the trees behind them. They all freeze, watching as his head sweeps over the area, sniffing, and when the beast turns away, Miller whispers:
“Run.”
As far as Reese and Holden are concerned, he doesn’t have to tell them twice.