Prologue: The Dream
"Paleontologist. It's a profession that is about the study of dead creatures from prehistoric eras", Dr. Diggins spoke, his voice echoing across the island. He looked out to the crowd: reporters and journalists crowded and taking pictures.
He was by what would eventually be called the Park Area at the end of the construction, which had stopped this summer night as to give the atmosphere more of a chance to let Diggins speak and be heard.
"I've been studying these creatures, these "Terrible Lizards" all my life and had always wondered to myself...they look really lame with all the feathers, don't they?"
This warranted a laughing response from the crowd as the man on stage used that to help ease his nerves. This showcase could make or break him and his partners business. Depending on how well it went.
And when you have to try and reveal the revival of Dinosaurs to the public, that could make you sound very much insane. But he had to try. He walked on the stage, adjusting his glasses and hands behind his back as he projected a screen on the board behind him, the laughter dying down.
"I mean, really? Imagine how cool a herbivore would look, right? No feathers, no puny arms, none of that...could you imagine what that'd look like? Anyone?"
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No response.
"Of corse not. See, we can hypothetically figure out what these guys would look like. But at the end of the day, it's all just some theory. We'll never know then, yes? The joy of seeing a Stegosaurus in the plains...never."
The audience went silent. Almost as if they'd come to terms with this oddly sad fact: that the creatures which captured humanity's attention for over a century or two wouldn't ever be able to be gawked at live. The doctor looked at what he projected on screen, a picture of a young man next to a Stegosaurus head, the photo's quality expected for cameras of the times. Great, but now outdated by even better models.
"See that young man? That glorious little boy? Yeah, that's me. Age seven. That is a Stegosaurus fossil next to me. First one I ever dug up", the doctor said, his voice reeking of nostalgia.
"It was beautiful preserved. The brain case was there, nostrils, the bone itself white like it was alive in some places as well: I'd bet if one cracked it open they'd find some marrow", Diggins gestured some of what he said, clearly excited at something.
"I believed it a stroke of luck...well...sort of."
The doctor shut off the projection as the screen lifted upwards to reveal a machine of sorts. Looking like a massive microwave with its square shape, a massive glass door in the center. It also has a very advanced control pad on it, one which had no known function to the audience.
For Diggins and Richmond, this was their masterpiece, and the result of a year of hard research, funding, sleepless nights, hypothetical solutions and reverse engineering. It was now ready to be shown off.
The Doctor gulped, sweat beating on him both due to the humidity and the anxiety he felt at this moment.
"This...is my magnum opus. A machine...that frankly, I didn't think was possible...and I'm aware that most inventors have their moments when they just think "this ain't gonna work" and let me just say, I had this feeling the whole time I was doing this. And your about to understand why..."
The man walked over to the control pad, the audience silent expect for the flashes of cameras. As he typed in some commands into the pad, the crowd was treated to the sound of what sounded like 50 hyper durable locks opening. The door opened slowly, revealing the rather puny head of the Stego, beautiful preserved.
"That...is my baby right there, ladies and gentlemen. And here's what this machine is gonna do..."
He walked forward to the crowd on the edge of the stage, looming over them like a god teaching man how to make fire. His voice came off as confident and authoritarian as he calmly declared:
"This machine behind me...is what shall awaken an era. Beasts of long past days and years...they lay dormant in museums and labs. With this, they will be in the palms of your hands. As we have indeed tested this before, I can assure you, this is going to be the single most important invention in the history of humanity."
The audience went completely silent.
"What your about to witness is the first, public and filmed usage of the Revival Machine."
Utter shock rocked the crowd but with the raising of a hand they were silenced by Dr. Diggins.
"What this does, is analyze the DNA of the fossilized cells in the fossil rock, uses our existing data from thousands of databases on the DNA sequencing of reptiles, reconstructed Dinosaur genes, birds and a whole slew of other animals to completely reconstruct the entire genetic makeup of the animal in question. This restores the animal down to their very memory of their past life...and it also gives them new ones."
The doors slammed closed as the Doc walked back to the control panel and typed in some commands.
"This...is a fossil revival. Hold on to your butts."
The machine began to make a faint humming noise as Dr. Diggins slammed his finger into a final button, everyone's eyes on the contraption. The sound of high voltage electricity filled the surrounding area, cracks and bursts of it coming from the machine as the locks locked once more. The thing began to vibrate slightly with a bright, green light beamed from the machines window. Fans were also heard, spinning rapidly to help cool the machine.
The cracking and electric noises reached a crescendo with a final flash of green light bursting from the machine, taking aback the spectators. The fans eventually died down after around 20 seconds. As Dr. Diggins mashed more commands into the pad, the door opened to...nothing. Smoke and vapor. The fossil was gone. Diggins walked over to the machine door, open. A small compartment raised up, and he picked up something.
The audience went berserk with cheer and speculation as he turned around and held up a disk.
"Now hold on! This ain't it folks; don't get too excited yet: I basically just pulled out a medal!"
The audience went insane with laughter and then went silent. A group of people moved the machine down from the massive stage, and into the building adjacent to them, a place later to be known as the Fossil Center.
"So...I said that you'd be seeing the awakening of a new era? This...is what I mean!", Dr. Diggins yelled suddenly, throwing the green outlined medal to the floor. A blinding flash of light was emitted from the medal, and then the audience went completely silent in shock.
A beast stood before them. A relic, dead for over a hundred million years ago in the Jurassic. The thing they'd seen in picture books...but different.
The body was what they expected, but the colors were not natural. Green on most of the body with the exception of the scales in between the plates: those were grey. It had a single orange stripe on both sides of the body. The plates where red with patterns on them reminiscent of a flame.
"This...is a Vivosaur. And when we open up our resort...you'll be able to use these beasts..."
"As Fossil Fighters."
AN: Hey guys!
So I'm new to this whole thing: writing fan fictions, I mean. This is my very first one, as a matter of fact.
I do hope, however, that it's a good start for my first story here. My favorite video game to date has been Fossil Fighters, and I've always had headcannons, opinions and stories and ideas I'd have loved to tell.
I started this a year ago and have been on and off it ever since, and recently (this summer in July) came back to it on sites like Amino and Reddit, where I retold my story and tried to make it better.
I hope this was good, tell me what you think, and I'll be sure to post some of the other chapters here soon enough from Reddit and Amino. Until then, see ya!
Oh, and as a side note, if this comes out as a massive blob of text, I'm sorry. Apparently, as I do this on mobile, it looks like well delineated paragraphs in document editor, but when I go to publish a story it just spits out a blob of Times New Roman alphabet spaghetti.