Most of this is based on the old movies 1 million years B.C. and at the Earth's core and the Land that Time Forgot. Also everyone has their same names and let's just say they translated, cause I'm too lazy to think of caveman names and words. Sorry about that I own neither Loud House or 1 million years B.C. or Land that Time Forgot.
Chapter 1: Hunt.
It is a time unknown, cruel and harsh. Only a few scattered tribes or clans of humans dot the primordial land. Giant reptiles rule the land while real life Sea monsters reign beneath the waves, while the sky belongs to the Pterasaurs . In between are all other manner of prehistoric beasts. To the Club wielding Loud clan and the cannibalistic Carno' people of the rock plains, who hold the Carnotaurus and Majungasaurus above all for their savagery , strength is everything. This story starts on the hunt of the only son of the Loud Clans leader, Linc's first kill.
May 4, Thursday….9:30 A.M
(In a canyon of a hot, dry rock plain, a small group of rough-looking primitive humans make their way through the large crevice. The group wears stitched reptile skins or furs for clothes and fur boots to protect their feet from the sharp rocks and to muffle their footsteps. In each of their hands was a wooden cudgel, as long as a average baseball bat with a heavy knob on the end. They continue the canyon.)
(They exit the canyon and continue through the rocky landscape. They were on the hunt. As they head further, a herd of Aurochs feeding on some scattered scrub brush nearby raise their heads and watch them. The largest stamps his hooves and snorts at them. The lead hunter turns and stares at it. He's got brown hair and wears a open fur vest, around his neck is a necklace of dino teeth and a pair of heavy Deinonychus claws.)
Lynn Sr: (shakes his head) Keep moving. Too big, even with all of us.
(The hunters leave the Aurochs and the wild cows calm down and resume feeding. The hunters press on to find prey that can be taken down with their clubs, while also keeping eyes peeled for any other dangers. They weren't the only hunters out here. From the pack hunting terrible claws, and their larger relatives the killing claws, to the striped Slayer, the dominant predator in these parts, to any other carnivore that wandered in. And while humans were usually to boney, they wouldn't say no if they were hungry enough.)
( Lynn Sr looks up to the sky, the sun was high, but many dark clouds were gathering. They had to find prey before it started storming. After a little while of walking, the hunters reach a ledge over a shallow gully. Lynn Sr peers down the side and sees a small protosauropod grazing on some ferns below. He holds up his hand, signaling a halt.)
Lynn Sr: (getting on his knees with the others following his example) Down there.
(The other hunters carefully edge over to look below and see their quarry.)
Lynn Sr: On my mark…
Voice: Wait.
(From the group behind him, a young man of around roughly fifteen to sixteen, with white hair and a combination breechcloth and bandolier of reptile skin, pushes forward to be beside Lynn Sr.
Lynn Sr: What is it, Linc?
(The boy, Lincoln indicates the dinosaur.)
Lincoln: Let this be my first kill, father. It's time I became a full hunter for the clan.
(Lynn Sr considers what Lincoln said carefully. He looks between Lincoln and the dinosaur thoughtfully.)
Lynn Sr: (at last) Go.
(Lincoln gets up excitedly and puts his club in his belt. He then grabs onto the edge of the gully and begins climbing down, being as quiet as he can. The dino continues grazing, Lincoln gets half way down before suddenly letting go and dropping right on top of the dino.)
(The dino let's out a yelp in fright as Lincoln lands on it and grips it around the neck, preventing it from escaping. The two roll around on the rocky ground, while the dinosaur squeals with the rest of the hunters watching. After wrestling for a minute or two, Lincoln manages to force the dino's head to ground with his left hand while his right hand pulls out his club. He hits it in the head hard, the squealing stops. He hits it once more just to be sure it's finished off. The rocky plains are quiet once more.)
(The rest of the hunters come down as Lincoln picks himself up and returns his club to it's belt. The hunters surround the kill for the next part.)
(One or two of the older hunters thumped Lincoln on the back to congratulate him on making his first kill and becoming a full fledged hunter of the clan. Hunters were the highest rank in their tribe, though they usually didn't go too hungry thanks to the women and children gathering edible roots, and fungi, as well as insects, edible vegetation here was few and in between…and they craved protien, meat.)
Lynn Sr: Now is the time for my son to experience the first taste of manhood.
(From his belt, Lynn Sr pulled out a long piece of bone whittled down to an edge, and sliced open the dino's stomach. Reaching in to pull out the entrails and throws them out onto the rocks, no doubt they would attract scavengers, be they mammal or reptile. He held on to the liver, it was the choicest piece, only hunters got to partake of this delicacy, and sliced it into several pieces. Since it was Lincoln's kill, he got the first piece, as it was also his first kill and introduction in manhood, it was also the biggest.)
(The hunters chewed the raw liver, savoring while Lynn Sr ordered two of the others to carry the carcass between them. They couldn't stay long, carrion of fresh kills seldom went unnoticed. The blood would surely attract predators, both mammal and reptile. )
Lynn Sr: Back to the cave. And hurry, we don't want to be caught in the rain , unable to see and with a fresh kill.
(Be they hunter or scavenger , no meat eater in their right mind would pass up a easily obtainable carcass.)
(The hunters begin making their way back towards the way they came to head back to their cave. Lincoln chews on his piece of liver. As he continues, another young hunter comes over and makes a grab for his hunk of liver. This hunter has red hair, and a sly look at him. Lincoln strives to hold onto it and punches him down. The other tackles him to the ground and the two become locked in a tangled mass of limbs.)
(Alerted by the noise, Lynn Sr turns and rushes over.)
Lynn Sr: (hauling them to their feet) Chandler! Lincoln! (he holds them apart) You want to attract the terrible claws or worse, the killing claws?! Stop this behavior at once!
(The two calm down a little, still shooting each other dirty looks. Lincoln turns and walks away. Chandler follows before Lynn Sr grabs his arm.)
Lynn Sr: (low) Remember your place.
(Lynn Sr lets go and turns and walks away as well. Chandler glares after both him and Lincoln.)
Lincoln's a full hunter of the Loud clan now. The idea that the hunters eat the liver raw after the hunt is taken from Clan of The Cave Bear.