Here we go again! Back beneath the waves we go!

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There is something missing from this 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 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, Nigel goes back 272 million years to rescue one of the first killer sharks!

Welcome to the ultimate wildlife sanctuary.

Welcome... to Prehistoric Park!

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After over a dozen missions, Prehistoric Park is now home to a menagerie of prehistoric creatures. From a herd of titanosaurs, to the strange Crassigyrinus, to a herd of glyptodonts, the park is full of weird and wonderful residents.

Now, though, Nigel has turned his attention back to one of the world's most ancient predators: sharks.

For once, Nigel isn't at his den. Instead, he's out by the aquatic pens, watching Ted feed...a great white?

"Shark's are some of the world's greatest survivors. They've been around for over three hundred million years, as some of our more recent rescues can attest to, and they haven't really changed that much since the first appeared. I know we've rescued a few sharks already, but I have a new target in mind for this mission."

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Back at his den, Nigel's already looking over his next target.

Before Nigel is a picture of a primitive shark, no different from other primitive sharks...well, except for one thing: just below the shark's image is that of a Great White, and the prehistoric shark is almost as big as the modern one.

"This is Kaibabvenator," remarks Nigel. "it's one of the very first giant predatory sharks to arrive, and when it was around, it was the Great White of the day. Now, we already have plenty of prehistoric sharks on display, but we've got plenty of room for more, and I think one or two of these would make fine specimens for Prehistoric Park.

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While Nigel finishes making preparations for the expedition, the rest of the team is focusing on caring for the park's other residents. Tai, in particular, is dealing with the park's biggest predator. On land, anyway.

With the careful assistance of some of the park's more mature workers, Tai hoists the crane are over the fence and into the pen, hastily releases the meet, then gets said arm back out. A moment later, the maw of the park's largest carnivore closes around the flesh, before swallowing it in a moment. The carcharodontosaur's tongue takes a moment to lick the blood off his lips, before retreating back into the shadows. Despite its intimidating appearance, the carnosaur seems to be rather skittish.

Tai can only stare on for a moment, mesmerized. before turning his attention back to the other keepers.

"You said his name was Atahualpa, right?"

"Yes," replies one of the keepers, a tan woman by the name of Audrey. "That's his name."

"Okay, thanks...how come he's the only one of his kind in the park?"

"Well, Nigel didn't intend to rescue him in the first place - 'Hualpa just followed him through the portal on his return to the present. I think he plans to go and rescue more Giganotosaurus, but he just hasn't found the time yet."

"I see."

Just then, an intercom sounds, asking the away team to meet by the portal.

"Well, time to go. See you."

"Goodbye."

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To rescue the last Kaibabvenator, Nigel will have to go back 272 million years, to the beginning of the Middle Permian. What other strange creautres will he discover in this prehistoric sea?

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On the other side of the portal, a seemingly endless sea awaits the team. Unlike the last time they saw such endless seas, there is no land ins sight, no matter which way they look. There is only the big calm blue.

"Right now," begins Nigel, " the dominant land animals are synapsids like Dimetrodon. Dinosaurs won't show up for about another thirty million years. It will be about that long before the first large marine reptiles appear, as well, so right now, sharks are the kings of the sea. While having one of those sail backed reptiles would be nice, right now, we have to focus on our marine targets. Let's go!"

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Back at the park, a certain female super predator has gotten very curious.

Within her side of T. rex hill, Matilda was beginning her morning patrol of her territory. This is rather boring, though, even for a giant carnivorous dinosaur - the fences ensure that there are no intruders to her turf, leaving little need to guard it. Of course, this is a double edged sword - it also restricts Matilda's territory to a fraction of what a normal tyrannosaur's would be. Matilda isn't one to complain, though - the huge amount of food she gets makes it unnecessary to hold a large piece of land to sate her bulk. From time to time, though, curiosity does get the better of her.

Now is one of those times, for a peculiar reason: in the Northern part of her exhibit, Matilda has caught a familiar scent - one like a dinosaur, but not one she can recognize. Mixed in with this smell is the indistinguishable odor of fresh decay - something has died recently, and the odor has finally blown over to her exhibit.

Despite what some people would argue, tyrannosaurs had always been, and would always be, hunters - they could never sustain their bulk on carrion alone. No land predator could ever do that. Just because they couldn't survive solely on carrion didn't mean they would turn it down, though. Any carnivore would take an easy meal if it could find one.

Of course, the keepers had long realized that allowing Matilda to roam free was a bad idea - the mass breakout was proof enough of that. The stronger fences around her pen, along with the mote just out of those fences, was proof enough of that. The storm, though, had proved a boon to her desire for the carrion - a large tree had fallen over, uprooted by the storm. It's fall had shattered part of the fence, and despite the huge amount of time that had passed since the tree had fallen, no one had got to repairing this part of the fence just yet. The tree was not strong enough to support Matilda's weight, but while she was not as good a swimmer as her brother, the moat surrounding her territory would offer little difficulty for her to swim through.

Indeed, it took her only ninety seconds to cross the moat, leaving her free to explore the park. Fortunately for the rest of the residents, all that was on her mind at the moment was finding that decaying carcass.

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AN: Well, here we are.

This chapter is meant to be the first of a set of 'bonus arcs', if you will. I have a certain number of preset story arcs I will right, and then there are these. If I get enough reviews / votes on whatever poll is going on at the moment, I'll right up one of these arcs as a sort of reward.

Now, while this one is rather boring, this bonus arc will compromise three different 'chapters', and the other two will be far more interesting, I guarantee.

So, Read, Review, and Vote on the Poll! This is Flameal15k, signing off!