There is something missing from our world. The amazing creatures that time has left behind. But what if we could bring them back?

What if extinction didn't have to be forever?

We're going back in time on a safari with a difference as wildlife adventurer Nigel Marvin plunges into prehistory to rescue creatures on the brink of extinction. His plan is to bring them back to the safety of the present and give them a second chance.

This time, the team faces the greatest challenge ever, against creatures never found in the fossil.

Welcome to the ultimate wildlife sanctuary.

Welcome to Prehistoric Park.

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After more than forty successful missions, Prehistoric Park has become a spectacular success. From dinosaurs to eurypterids and giant sloths, creatures from all over prehistory reside within the park.

For once, however, Nigel has no plans to go on another rescue - more pressing matters have popped up. And with no mission to go on, the team has been faced with a problem they've never really had to deal with before - boredom.

Tristan yanked his hand back as Long Fang snapped up the grub he had offered her. The dimorphodont wolfed down the rather large insect larvae before turning her attention back toward the teen and giving her best attempt at puppy-dog eyes.

Somehow, the reptile pulled it off. Letting out a sigh, Tristan offered another grub to the pterosaur, this one even larger than the last. Unlike the previous time, however, Long Fang decided to treat her companion/trainer more kindly, and gently grabbed the squirming critter in her maw. Only after the teen had let go did she wolf down the morsel.

"How long are we going to be doing nothing?" questioned Tai. The youngest Saurus was busying himself feeding an aquarium of piranhas, which had just wolfed down a large fruit. "I mean, it can't take long to fix the portal device."

"Nigel doesn't want to take any chances. Besides, he wanted to give Bob more time to expand the park in preparation for new exhibits."

"How does the park even fit so many animals? How big is this place?"

Tristan opened his mouth for a moment, only to seal it when no answer came forth. "I...don't actually know. Need to ask Nigel about that."

"How long do you think it will take to get the portal fixed?"

"Not sure. Gonna check right now."

"You gonna see Terence too?"

"Yeah. He likes me."

"Tell Sean his merlin tried to eat one of my guinea pigs again."

"I will...If I can pull him away from the pterosaurs and sea creatures."

"Good luck, big brother."

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Das watched as the larger tyrannosaur ambled after the weird flying creature, trying to find out what, exactly, the more massive carnivore wanted. Nearby, Lucas sat beneath a tree, thumbs racing as he manipulated the controller.

The staff had decided to give the predators new enrichment toys, and what better ones that drones they could chase to their hearts' content? Besides, the drones weren't too expensive to replace, even if the source was questionable (what kind of person named their child Penultimo, anyway?). Of course, all that depended on how long they could keep providing convincing half-truths - after all, keeping the portal a secret was of the utmost importance.

"Hey, you seen anything interesting on the news?" he questioned aloud, though the interrogative was directed to the girl sitting beside him.

"Not much. The White Mask terrorists have yet to be caught, more complaints about the Middle East from people on both sides, people still getting mad about Crimea, the usual. Though some people did claim to have seen reports of transforming robots on an old road."

"How much you willing to bet on the robots being real?"

Alice thought for a moment. "Ten bucks - after seeing the portal, I don't want to risk too much money on this."

"Fair enough...hey, is that Tristan?"

Said teen was indeed walking right toward his two friends, though he paused for a moment to observe his dinosaurian companion, who'd almost caught the drone. Upon noticing his friend, however, the tyrannosaur focused his attention solely on the human.

"...I take it the drones are a success?"

"Yeah, they are."

"Nice. So, which way is the portal engineering area?"

"Take the path by the pineapple bushes. Should lead you to the right spot. But don't mix it up with the entrance to the maintenance tunnels - some of them are flooded from the storm."

"Must've been flooded real bad if they haven't been fully cleaned yet."

"No shit. Hope the portal device gets fixed soon."

"Same. Well, see you later."

"Have a nice day."

With that Tristan was on his way, and after a moment, Terence moved to follow. The two nearby teens watched on as the tyrant dinosaur ambled after their friends, their faces covered in confusion.

"...How did he make friends with that seven ton mass of flesh, bone, and feathers in less than a week?"

"No idea...say, you want to use the little Daspeltosaurus as our new test subject?

"Why?"

"Need to see how fast the drones can fly."

"...Fair enough. By the way, did we name him yet?"

"Can we just call him Das?"

"Sure."

"Good, now let's get back to work...did we remember to tell Tristan that a bunch of racoons were invading the maintenance bay's vents."

"No, but they have a bunch of posted signs about it."

"Oh...well that works."

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Tristan looked at the engineering room.

No one else looked back.

Tristan looked at the nearby clock.

It was a quarter past noon.

In other words, lunch time.

After a moment of thought, the teen let out an explosive sigh. He'd just missed the group.

Terence promptly walked up to his friend and nudged him. Surprised, Tristan almost fell over, but he recovered in time and turned toward the tyrant.

"Thanks buddy...guess I should go over to their mess now-"

A loud thud several meters above Tristan had him looking around in surprise, as did Terence. Another, more distant one followed, leading Tristan to look around in confusion, until at last he found something that explained things to him - in this case, a sign.

WARNING: RACOONS HAVE ATTEMPTED TO NEST IN THE VENTS. DO NOT FEED THEM.

Tristan read the sign once. THen he read it again. Then he turned to the area where the portal device was being fixed.

Said device was exposed and had some very shiny circuitry.

"...Better put this away before they try to take it."

Just as Tristan reached the device, however, something fell to the ground beside him. Turning, the teen found that it was a racoon...which was now looking at the exposed wiring of the portal device.

A moment passed.

The racoon made a run for the portal device, only for Tristan to kick it away. As soon as it recovered, the procyonid made a break for it - Terence had decided to help out his companion by making a mock charge.

Before victory could be celebrated, though, Tristan noticed that a second racoon had emerged from the vents, and was now gripping the portal device.

Then it stared at the human and tyrannosaur.

A roar from Terence sent it running, knocking the portal device to the ground. Tristan barely managed to dive fast enough to catch it, though his stomach and legs objected to the stress he had put it through.

Without warning, the device suddenly activated.

Tristan watched as the machine prepared to open a portal, unsure what to do.

"...Oh, son of a-"

A moment later, a portal opened up. When it closed, Tristan, Terence, and the nearby worktable and tools had vanished.

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AN: OH YES THIS IS FINALLY HAPPENING!

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