Ok, second chapter up so read & review!
Nick Cutter and his team drove to yet another anomaly. Luckily (or maybe not) it wasn't that far from the ARC. In an old warehouse, as Connor had stated. He half listened to him, as the boy sat in the backseat, fiddling over the hand-held detector whilst arguing with Abby over something. Beside him Jenny sat, somewhat nervously looking at the road ahead of them.
Who can really blame her for it... Nick thought.
It had been about two months now since Helen had attacked the ARC, managing in her madness to shoot him in the chest. It still ached now and then and the others were fuzzing over him like crazy (which was pretty annoying), but at least he was alive. But Jenny had been weird since that day. She spoke less, seemed somewhat different, but it could only be that she wasn't able to forget it.
And neither are you, but you're very good at pretending so...
His mind quaked from somewhere within his head. He had never understood why he had these weird thoughts from time to time, but he assumed that it was normal, at least after all that had happened. Maybe he was going crazy after all. He certainly wouldn't be surprised if he did. However, he deliberately decided to think of it some other time, when no anomaly was around sending dinosaurs and future creatures to his time.
Cutter stopped the Hilux and got out. Behind him, Connor and Abby started sorting out the tranquilizer guns and Abby handed him a real gun, while Becker and the special forces team stopped their truck behind them. Silent he looked at Nick, as if to make sure, he was really there. He often did that now, Nick realised.
In front of him the warehouse stood dull and grey against the blue sky. It was square shaped, very high and long, only small windows high at the walls, and a big gate at its front. All seemed quiet, but Nick thought of it as a good sign. At least no other people were in danger to stumble across a dinosaur in London. And it meant that nothing had crossed the anomaly yet and if, that it wasn't a territorial hunter. But when were we ever that lucky?
He looked behind him for a moment, making sure that the others were ready and set off towards the warehouse.
"Becker, make sure we have no unexpected visitors." He commanded the black-clad man next to him, who immidiately swarmed off to tell his little troop what to do.
The gate was locked, but Abby found a smaller door at the side that wasn't. Letting the special forces get it first, she let Nick follow and went herself, followed by Connor and Jenny. They came to a halt about ten feet from the door. The warehouse was empty, no shelves or any kind of material, it looked like it hadn't been used in years and right in the middle the anomaly glimmered. It was about the same size as usual and gave no signs of any danger. Connor pulled out some gadgets, wanting to analyse the anomaly, when a shrill cry was heard and the anomaly started bulking convulsivly. Becker lifted his weapon and at his signal the special forces begand to surround the anomaly in a half-circle.
A growling roar was heard, followed closely by another shriek.
"Remember, first look what it is, don't shoot until you see it." Nick reminded them calmly. His own gun was pointed towards the ground, but held tightly.
An then, something was thrown trough the anomaly and hit the concrete floor with an odd smack.
It was small, at least smaller than expected, two-legged and human. All gasped and gaped, because the woman didn't look at all like someone who had stepped in earlier out of curiousity. More like one who had been living long on the other side. Her clothes were all tattered and blood-stained, black hair covering her upper torso, making it impossible to see her face. It took Nick barely a minute to observe all that and even as he made a step forwards, something followed the woman through, who had now started to crawl away from the anomaly, but she hadn't yet noticed the others.
The creature that followed was about eight feet tall, it was four legged, the front ones longer than the rear ones, its body covered in dirty brown fur, short but sharp claws at the paws. Its head seemed to big for it's body, sitting on a stout neck, tiny yellow eyes staring at them. It's fangs were big and almost green, covered in some disgusting saliva. It had small, pointy ears and a large forehead. A large Carnivore, something between a hyena and a pitbull, but uglier than anything seen before.
It turned towards the woman and growled low, it's saliva dropping on the floor. Becker gave a shot and the woman lashed forward with something, slicing the creatures left foot. It roared, heedless of the shot and lifted its paw to strike at the human. But she, somewhat calm in the midst of danger, screamed and leaped forwards, punching the creature in the chest.
Its jaws snapped shut and it yelped and whined low, before it broke down finally. The woman pulled her hands back and Nick and the others could see now, why the creature broke down. She wore gloves with claws attached on top of each finger, giving her the ability to defend herself. Becker still aimed the gun at her, but she wasn't that big a threat. At least not now.
Her clothing barely concealed the wounds she had from the creature. She looked at them, staggering and bleeding, her eyes blurry and she was close to collapse. Nick heard Abby talking over her headset to the operator at the ARC, sending medics over fast.
And even as the anomaly closed as promptly as if it had never existed, the woman fell face forward to the ground, passing out from blood loss and exhaustion.
Sorry it was a bit short but the next chapter will be longer, I promise!