Story: 21ste century meets the 22ste

Author: Wizard92

Chapter 3: You're near me

"So, are you ready to talk yet?" Mira had told two man to get me and tie me up in her tent. The skin on my wrists were starting to turn blue. The ropes were pulled that tight: "Or do you have anymore stories about the past?"

I had come to the conclusion that maybe I am in a different year. It was the only way I could explain the whole dinosaur thing. Mira, unfortunately didn't believe me. She had me locked up in some kind of cell for two days. Without any food, sunlight or company. Man, these people don't kid around. I was starving and could feel my body growing weak because of it. I'm not used to this. I need food.

"I already told you everything you wanted to know," I answered Mira, but my answer didn't please her. It never did. Her buddy's fist made contact with my stomach. It made me gasp for air: "You tell me this crazy story of you being from the past and you still believe that I'm going to believe you. You should have figured out by now that I'm not going to do that. So start telling me something that sounds a little bit more possible or you'll be in a lot of pain."

"I can't tell you anything else. Are you deaf?" my temper was rising. This woman was impossible. She refused to believe me. I started feeling sick because of the punch and the lack of food in my stomach: "I had to admit that maybe this whole different time thing is true, why can't you?"

"Because you're lying to me. Did Taylor sent you? Is this some kind of revenge because of Leah Marcos?" the woman asked me and she placed her hands on her hips. Leah who? Who is this Taylor person? This is the second time that someone has asked me about him: "I don't know who they are. How many times to I have to tell you that I don't know anything about this place or the people who live here!"

Another punch made contact with my stomach. If they keep this up I was going to throw up. The possibility made me wonder what would come out then. There's nothing in my system. Mira was losing her patience: "TELL THE THRUTH!"

"I AM TELLING YOU THE THRUTH!" I shouted back at her, earning another punch but this time in my face by the mad woman herself. That fucking bitch! She turned her attention away from me: "Contact Taylor and find out is he's missing anyone. I will not allow a spy to just walk into our middle."

"Yes Mira," one of the man said and left the tent. The one with the nasty smile on his face from yesterday was sending me creepy looks again. He and Mira looked at each other and Mira just knotted: "If you're not going to talk, we'll loosen your tongue. Make sure she'll remember it."

When Mira left the tent I felt another punch in my stomach, followed by a kick in my face. My conscious was starting to leave me again. I could feel the pain, but had no strength to scream out the pain. It didn't take long before my world went dark again.

A few days past. Mira and her men had placed me in something that looked like a cell. They had made a cell in the ground by digging a hole. It was covered with a wooden plank that didn't allow much sunlight. It was very heavy and I'm sure they placed something on top of it to make sure I wouldn't be able to move it. I had to admit, whoever made this was smart. I had tried to dig into the walls, but they were rock hard. The whole thing reminded me of the cell Kate and Sawyer were in, in the series Lost. No fair, where's my sexy jail buddy with who I can have hot jail sex with. Oh god, the isolation is already getting to me. What am I going to do? How am I going to survive this hell hole if I'm already losing my sanity.

The only plus punt of the cell was that Mira and her friends didn't bug me every freaking minute of the day and I didn't get constant beatings. My body had a hard time recovering from Mira's previous assault. They barely gave me any food and what they gave me looked weird. I never recognized it.

Mira and her two friends would come by every day, somewhere in the morning I think. The cell was very dark, but the plank above my head had little cracks in it that let a little bit of sunlight threw. They asked if I was ready to talk. My answer was always the same: "I already told you everything." It didn't please them so they would leave after that. They would give me one thing to eat everyday to keep me alive. Maybe I should starve myself to death, that way they'll maybe let me go. And then what are you going to do? Remember the dinosaur?

This place official sucks!

However Mira wasn't always so kind when she didn't hear the answer she wanted to hear. She had knocked me unconscious a few times to show me who was boss and who had all the power. One time she stepped on my right knee and put her full weight on it. I couldn't help but scream that time. That knee is weaker due to being broker twice. It hurt like a mother fucker when she did that. It pist me of and I wanted to attack her, but she used her gun to knock me out cold. When I woke up the next day my knee was practically killing me. I wanted to take a look at it, but my skinny red jeans (well what was left of the red) prohibited me from doing so.

Dame it! Now I get way everyone wears baggy pants here? Oh Lexie, stop your complaining. Things could be a lot worse. That's true. I haven't seen that freaky guy anymore, thank god. He really had me scared that time I met him. Just thinking about his green eyes made chills run down my back.

I got pulled out of my self-pity when the plank was lifted above my head. That's weird, Mira has already come by. Two black boots were standing at the opening. The light hurt my eyes. I barely saw any sunlight the last couple of days. When I stood in the sunlight I noticed that my skin seemed a bit grayish. Must because of a lack of vitamin D: "Well, if it isn't little miss sunshine."

I looked up and saw the man I was thinking about just a minute ago. He had a very big grin on his face. For some reason that didn't seem like a good thing. The chills were back. He started reminding me of a psycho I once saw in a movie, but I can't remember which one it was. If there was any more color left in my face it left at the sight of him. Oh god, I really don't want to be alone with this man.

"Let's go for a walk," Lucas said and he threw a rope down. I climbed out of the cell and I was expecting a man graphing my hands and tying them together, but no one came. I gave Lucas a skeptical look but he just told me to follow him. I felt a lot of eyes on my body, coming from everywhere.

I looked around me and noticed that everywhere around me people were climbing in the trees. It made me look up and I saw Mira's camp. It was like a giant tree hut build over five threes. It was pretty awesome. I once build a tree hut with my dad. It was cool and all but I never thought that something like this was possible. Bridges were hanging between trees and they used a rope to pull each other up.

Wicked!

"You might want to close your mouth before an insect flies in it," Lucas snapped me out of my thoughts. I hadn't noticed that I was looking up with my mouth hanging wide open. Wow, that must have looked good. I quickly followed Lucas and kept my eyes on his back, to keep me from being distracted and amazed.

We walked out of the camp. I looked back at. Is this allowed? I mean, it seemed to me that Lucas was someone important, but is it okay that he takes me with him out in to the jungle. Another thought hit me…is it even safe to go out into the jungle alone with him? I mean what if he kills me? Or decides to rape me? Or kick my wimpy ass? Maybe I can outrun him.

I analyzed Lucas his body, what kind of made me feel like a pervert. He was wearing a black t-shirt. His arms seemed muscular, not much, but enough to overpower me easily. I guess the same goes for his legs. When I wanted to pull my eyes back up I couldn't help but let the rest for a few seconds on his ass. Now that looked…Lexie! Dang girl, will you cut it out! It's like you're PMS-ing or something. Behave yourself!

"Where are we going?" I asked, but Lucas didn't answer me. God, I hate it when people do that. He just kept on walking. I noticed that we were walking on a path that went up. Great, I don't want to climb before he does something to me: "You don't seem to talk when we lock you up. Apparently you're not going to crack that way."

"I already told you everything you ask me. I can't help it if you people are being stupid and won't believe me," I answered him back, but it didn't seem like he heard me. Okay Lexie, we know he's going to do something, problem is we don't know what. A gun, that looked like the one that Mira had, was hanging on his side. Maybe I can take it away from him and use it against him.

Lucas stopped suddenly, what made me walk straight into his back. I quickly took a few steps back and apologized. I didn't want to get on his bad side again, although I'm pretty sure he isn't a fan of me: "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

"You're in a jungle with dinosaurs, unweapond and you don't pay attention to your surroundings? You'll survive long here," Lucas mocked me and sat down in front of me. We had arrived at a cliff. It gave a good view of the place. Lexie, you are defiantly not in Detroit anymore. In the distance laid something that looked like a camp, but it was bigger than what these people had: "That's Terra Nova."

"Terra Nova? Friends of yours?" I asked, but Lucas reaction made it clear they weren't friends. Probably not even close: "My father is the leader of it. Everyone answers to him."

"I'm sensing a negative vibe between you and him," I asked and Lucas reaction was pretty neutral what didn't seem right. He gave me a pair of binoculars. I placed them before my eyes and could see the camp clearly. A huge wooden gate was surrounding the place. Probably to keep the dinosaurs away. A lot of people seemed to live there. They had houses and I could see something that seemed like a market. It seemed a lot nicer to live then the place these people were living. In the middle of the camp there was taller building. It gave a view over the rest. It was a round house. Must be where Lucas his father lives. Doesn't the leader always live in a house that is seen by everyone?

"We don't exactly get along. We have different ideas and opinions on stuff," Lucas explained. He seemed to be holding himself in a lot. He had balled his fists and his knuckles were turning white. Seems like more is going on, but let's not pist the man of Lexie: "So what's the deal between your camp and theirs. No wait, start at the beginning. If you're from 21 something else…".

"2149."

"Whatever, if you're from that time then why are you here in dino-land? What's the point of it?" I asked and sat down next to him and gave him the binoculars back: "Like I said before , earth is dying. Someone found a loophole in time what made it possible to travel back in time. The point is to restart here and rebuild civilization."

"Sounds like a bunch of crape," I said and could tell that Lucas had a frown on his face: "I mean humans are humans and they aren't going to change. It's normal that humans want power and money and that they want to live large. I bet that whatever your life looked like in 2149 will happen again in 1000 years. History always repeats itself."

"You might be right about that, but frankly that's not my problem than. I live now and I want to live good," Lucas answered. I couldn't help but agree with him, but it did seem rather selfish. I'm so glad that I was born in 1992, it was a very good year. At least I won't have to deal with all the problems that he has to deal with: "And what is the deal between your camp and theirs?"

"We used to live there. My father was the first to come here threw the portal. I came on the second pilgrimage. Mira and her group on the sixth. Like I said before we had different ideas, so my father threw us out. Talk about fatherly love," Lucas explained. His story seemed to miss a lot of details, but I was pretty sure he wasn't going to tell me what those were. His eyes were giving that away. They were holding a lot of hatred.

This guy is just too weird. First he's being funny when I meet him, then he goes all psycho on me. Then I don't see him for a couple of days and now he takes me for a walk (now I sound like a dog) and he talks to me like a normal human being. Maybe he has a split personality or personality issues. That made me wonder what got him so messed up.

"What are you thinking?" Lucas was looking at me. His look had gotten softer again. What is he now? Friendly? "I was wondering what your problem was. I can't pick between split personality or personality disorder? Help me out here."

I wasn't sure if Lucas was offended or thought it was amusing what I said. All of a sudden it sounded extremely stupid to say something like that to the person who is holding the gun. After a few seconds he laughed. Okay, I'm taking it that he's not offended or anything: "I haven't figured that one out yet. I'll get back at you when I do."

"Please do and see a shrink. They say that talking to them can actually help you," I continued. Lucas seemed to be amused by my thoughts about him. He laughed at my comments about him being screwed up. His laughter sounded weird, like he didn't do it a lot. It looked good on him. Oh god, not again. Stop drooling on this guy Lexie. Lucas had a smirk on his face and was about to say something when we heard a noise behind us: "What was that?" I had jumped up and was looking at the threes. They were moving. Lucas had gotten up too and he pulled his gun out. He kept his eyes fixed on the tree line. Another noise could be heard and I placed myself behind Lucas so that I could use him as some sort of protection shield.

Crack!

A tree branch fell on the ground. Oh god, it's probably a dinosaur. What are we going to do? We're sitting ducks on this cliff. We can't run away. Maybe I can use Lucas as bait and when the dinosaur would kill him I can run away. To where would be a problem that I would solve later.

Suddenly Lucas lowered his gun and smirked again. He relaxed. Why is he relaxing? What is wrong with this guy? I looked up and saw the head of a dinosaur above the tree line. It had a long neck and leaves were hanging out of its mouth.

"It's a Brachiosaurus. They are harmless," Lucas said and placed his gun back in its holder. I felt his hand on top of mine. I hadn't noticed that I had graphed his arm. A blush covered my face, but I quickly focused my attention on the huge dinosaur in front of me. The creature made me feel very tiny and insignificant. That thing can crush me with its feet: "A veggisaurus."

"A what?"

"A veggisaurus, he doesn't eat meat right? In a movie made by Steven Spielburg a kid called this dinosaur a veggiesaurus. I used to call it a broccolisaurus," I said and noticed my feet were walking towards the creature. There is no way that a Brachiosaurus is standing in front of me. I walked through the threes and saw the creatures feet. I was only a meter away from it. Okay Lexie, if you can touch this and it's real then that means that all of this is real. If not, then you'll hopefully wake up.

I stretched my arm out and my fingers were a centimeter away from the creatures skin when it sneezed. It made me jump, but I still padded it. I cannot believe I'm actually touching an actual Brachiosaurus. Not that the creature would feel that I was touching it: "God, bless you!"

"Still believe that this isn't real?" I hadn't heard Lucas walk closer to me. He was standing right behind me and he had placed his hand next to mine on the amazing creature. I turned my head and my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't help but stare into his eyes. This guy seriously needs to learn the word personal space: "No, now I'm positive I'm on some killer drugs."

Haha, I totally love the scene in Jurasic Park where the dinosaur sneezes on the girl!

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Wizard92