| Calgary City Alberta, Canada. 'Jade'|

A girl with long sandy blondish brown hair and jade green eyes stared outside her window. She wore a purple vest under a large puffy pink jacket, and shaggy blue jeans matched with white shoes. Like her eye colour her name was Jade.

Holidays she thought, all my friends are out somewhere exciting and I'm stuck here with my nagging stepmother.

Then the door slammed open.

"Sis Mom says you have to make dinner!" A seven year old boy called out with a wide grin on his face. Jade turned her head towards him disappointedly.

The only reason why he's happy about that witch living with us is because he doesn't have to do all the work. When my real mom was still alive she shared all the chores equally, but that old hag makes me do all the work while she goes to her friends. She doesn't even go to work! Dad does all of that.

"You know what?! NO!" She yelled at the boy angrily. "I am sick and tired of doing all the work while you and her sit around all day and have fun with your friends. And you know what the best part is? When dad comes home from being away for two months she acts like I'm the lazy bum that makes you guys do everything!" Jade slammed the door shut and locks it.

"I'm telling mom!" Jade looked back at the door with hatred from the comment her baby brother made.

"Go ahead, she's not even my real mom." Jade punched the door and then stomped her way toward the cupboard.

I'm sixteen I don't have to be treated like dirt anymore.

She dragged out a suitcase and began to fill it with her things.

I'm running away and I'm not coming back until Dad finally realizes he was wrong and divorces that hag.

Her hands worked quickly at finding things that would be useful, in her mind she already crossed off a bunch of things in her imaginary list.

Torch

My iPhone

Packet of BQQ chips

My backpack

$52 (some of what my Mum gave me in her will)

My secret stash of 6 coke cans that only I know about.

As soon as she placed the last can into her backpack a bright light flashed at her. Whoosh.

| Day Dream Island, Australia. 'Robin'|

A young girl dived into the pristine waters of the reef near by the island of which her family was visiting. Her hair was a deep dark brown and is almost black- from the water- her eyes were like dark chocolate. She wore a black Mambo swim shirt with the name clearly one the front in silver bold letters. The shirt was matched with a boys black swim shorts, blue goggles and a fancy pair of blue fins that easily clipped onto her water proof boots. Her name wasRobin.

She twists and turns, cutting through the water like a hot knife through butter. Robin comes up for air and then sinks back down to the colourful city below. Her eyes fix onto a cluster of oysters, she opens a side pocket in her shorts and pulls out a stainless steel pocket knife.

Who knows, maybe I'll get lucky. And I have feeling that I will be.

She works at trying to pry open the clam fish and succeeds almost instantly, and inside there is pearl. This still surprises her even though this feeling she -not often- gets is always right. She slips the pearl and knife back to the pocket where a bunch of other things have taken a place in. 1 pocket knife, 1 pearl, 1 waterproof iPhone, 1 drenched tan cap, 1 pair of shades and 3 sand dollars found on the beach.

She swims backwards and then up to the surface, but before her head reaches it a bright light flashes at her. Whoosh.

| Tokyo, Japan. 'Hiro'|

Inside a small cafe on the side of the street sat a teen petting a Chinese bob tail (cat). His eyes a pale grey, and his short spiky hair a thick black. He wore a green shirt and long black pants combined with a flashy neon green consumed ankle boots. He sipped his green tea and placed the cat onto his lap. His name is Hiro.

Hey there pussy you like this?

As if the feline read his mind it purred in response. His Mum's apartment was too small for a pet, so often he'd visit the Cat Cafe so he could play with them. The cat on his lap got up and jumped down before it ran toward a toy fish and tackled it.

You want me play with you puss puss?

He got up and after a few steps a bright light flashed at him. Whoosh.

| London, England. 'James'|

A young boy hid inside a cupboard from his much younger brothers. His hair was blond, of which clashed with his bright blue eyes. He wore a red checked T-shirt, black jeans and orange shoes that matched his glasses.

Oh how I love playing with my brothers.

Then a bright light flashed at him. Whoosh.

| Colorado, United States of America. 'Sam'|

A young boy sat on his bed inside a wooden lodge, he's eyes were fixed onto the screen of his iPad playing angry birds. He wore a blue snorkel jacket over a yellow T-shirt and brown shorts with black sandals. His face was covered by orange freckles that started from his eyebrows down to his cheeks. He has orange short hair that is accompanied by hazel eyes. Unlike all the other boys in grade 9 he is unfit, and preferred learning to sports.

He sneezed onto the screen making him pause it. He got up and ran over to a tissue box in the hallway. But as he grabbed the box a bright light flashed at him. Whoosh.

| Somewhere |

Whoosh.

Robin span her head madly around, she wasn't underwater any more nor was she at Day Dream Island. She took off her goggles so that she could see she better. There were others with her, they also looked confused, and there were three guys and one other girl who looked much older than herself. They all remained quiet until the one of the guys said. "Where the hell am I?"

"More like, where the hell are we?" Said the Japanese boy.

The geeky looking boy stood up and inspected a giant leaf that stuck out of a tree. "No, no this isn't right..." he mumbled.

"What isn't right?" Robin asked.

"This leaf... these leaves only existed 65 million years ago." He said shocked.

"What?! I don't believe you." Said the Japanese boy.

"Frankly I don't believe it myself."

"So let's get this straight, we're around the dinosaur era?" The blond haired boy said.

"Late cretaceous, to be more precise." Robin said.

"Ok let's just do one thing at a time," the older girl said loudly. "Who are you people?" When she said this Robin stepped forward, Ok this is really weird. And I still have my flippers on.

"My name is Robin I'm 14 from Australia and... as you can tell I was snorkelling." Robin said as she looked down at her outfit.

"Hi, I'm James and I'm also 14 and I'm from London and I was playing hide and seek." She looked at him and made a small wave. He smiled back at her.

"Jade I'm 16 and I'm from Alberta, Canada." Jade nice name.

"I'm Hiro, 17 years old from Tokyo Japan." Robin looked at him and saw him looking awkwardly at her. Weird.

"Sup Sam here, I'm 13 from Colorado." The other boy said.

Robin reaches down and pulls off the flippers she was wearing and holds it in the same hand that she held her goggles in. She slapped on her wet cap and sun glasses. She considered putting her goggles in the pocket but dismissed the idea. "All right guys, it doesn't matter when we are first thing is that we should probably get out of this jungle. Predators of any kind might be around."

"Right, let's go." Hiro agreed with her.

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| 65 million years BC, Jungle |

Robin constantly moved branches and vines out of her way for her to move.

Late cretaceous? Nah couldn't happen. Could it?

The more the group travelled out of the jungle the more she began to wonder, either we're in the Amazonian jungle or we are where Sam think we are.

The flippers and goggles became a nuisance for her to carry all the time for it was constantly catching onto shrubbery. Jade noticed this.

"Hey Robin you wanna put your flippers in my bag?"

"Yea, that'd be great thanks." Robin replied with a large smile. The two girls stopped to put it inside as the boys carried on, though it didn't take long for them to catch up.

Robin saw it first: among the green dense jungle, it was an obvious sprinkle of bright red. Her eyes fixed on it, studying it for a long time until James found her lagging behind and interrupted.

"What is it?" He said now curious on what she found.

Robin pointed her finger at the leaf she found. "Blood... there's more, I'm sure of it."

James gulped and shakily turned his head towards the others and said. "Hey guys, y-you got to see this."

Soon all their heads turned towards the blood splatter. But unlike James, Hiro and Jade, Sam's expression towards it was overjoyed. "Something's made a kill, I gotta see this."

"Wait we don't know if it's saf-" but before Hiro could finish the boy was out of sight.

The rest of the group soon followed in and found Sam squatting over the cadaver of a large beast. By the look of it, it diffidently wasn't something from their time. Jade held her nose and looked away in disgust. "Gross how could you even look at it?"

Sam ignored her and began kicking it softly with his sandal. When it swayed gently back and forth Robin noticed something lodged within it, a cat clawy fish hook. Robin walked over and picked it up. "What's this?"

James walked closer and stared at the object within Robin's hand. It took up more than half of her hand. "Dunno, maybe a claw of some type." He suggested.

Sam stands up and snatches the claw to examine it. "Wow that's a claw all right! Oh boy it could be a raptor or some other therapod."

"I wouldn't think so. There are more than one set of footprints here: pack hunters but they don't carry prints from their sickle toe so it could be anything." James said squatted over the footprints left behind.

Robin stepped back to take a wider view of the place, there were guts everywhere. It seemed as though whatever killed it ripped out it insides and decorated the jungle – a gory celebration.

Nah couldn't be that. What kind of animal would do that? Animals aren't intelligent enough.

As the others jabbered onshe thought she heard a small click. Robin stared into the direction the sound came from though nothing was there, just jungle. She forgot about it and looked back at the others who were now making their way back.

Yellow, cat like eyes studied the group curiously as they departed. These odd creatures made not too unfamiliar sounds he and the rest of his pack made. The creature bobbed down lower onto the ground to get a better look at the pale creatures before him.

Was this their entire pack? Or are they more, more than his pack?

They looked harmless. No visible teeth or claws, nothing appeared anything dangerous about them. Nor a threat as rival predators, they might not even be predators. Though their eyes are at the front, unlike the large herbivores that roam the plains that have their eyes at the sides of the head. But it wasn't that that's making him uneasy, these things were clever. He could see it in the way they act; sharing tasks and working together. Like his pack.

He angled his head in curiosity. The newcomers were slow, sluggish and did not even sense they were there watching them, even when he carelessly clacked his claws together. Though one did notice, yet paid little attention.

Those strange things had one of his pack's female's claws in their paws. She lost it during the hunt today, although she will grow a new one by the next whole moon. Unlike him. Four long lethal, curled digits on one arm and on his other he only possessed three...and a stump that never grew back.

A thought passed through his mind.

They must be watched.

There was something about them that posed a threat to him and his pack. And until he knew what that was, until he knew all weaknesses and strengths his pack will observe them, study their sounds and then his pack will attack. Then kill them before feeding on their internal organs and celebrate as dominate killers of the jungle.