Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Characters of Primeval or primeval it's self.
(AN) A little bit of action, but not too much, sorry. Please let me know what you all think about the story, and i'll make any necessary change.
Chapter 3
Danny
Abby backed out from underneath the creature. She pressed her back into Connor's chest, and he pulled her behind him. He and cutter trained their E. at the creature, but it pulled away from the side of the bridge.
"We need to get someone up there." Cutter said. He looked at the two newlyweds. Not wanting to put them in any danger he walked towards the staircase.
"Uh, Cutter, shouldn't we come with you?" Connor asked.
"No." He said over his shoulder. "Stay here. Keep you eyes open, and shoot at the first sign of that thing." Cutter pushed through the door, leaving Abby and Connor on the main level.
Connor's arm was getting tired. He switched hands with his E.M.D and the anomaly lock. His eyes widened. "Abby, I forgot to give Cutter the lock!" He handed her his E.M.D and ran off after Cutter. "Stay here and be safe!"
"Connor!" Abby called, but he was already through the door. "God, if you get yourself killed..."
There was a strange purr above her. Abby jumped back and pointed the E. towards the noise. At first there was nothing there, but then the creature jumped onto the ground in front of her.
"Connor!" She yelled.
"Abby, shoot it!" She heard Cutter yell.
He didn't need to tell her twice. She landed a hit directly to the creature's chest, then another to its leg, and a final shot to it's neck. Abby sighed as the creature slumped to the floor. "Got it!"
"Abby," Connor was suddenly next to her. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, Conn, I'm fine."
"Connor," Cutter called from above. "What do you recon it is?"
"Judging by the long snout," He poked up the lip of the creature. "short serrated teeth, long dexterous hands, I'd say its a Troodon."
"A Troodon... Formosus?" Cutter asked.
"I'd say so, yeah." Connor nodded. "Best get that anomaly locked before any more come through."
"I agree." Cutter said. "Come up; I wouldn't be able to use thing to save my own life."
"Yeah, well, the funny thing is that you probably are saving your life by shutting the anomaly."
Danny Quinn had been following some sort of raptor for days. Before that he had been on his brother's trail. Danny had been following his brother for weeks when he chased him through another anomaly. It lead to- Danny guessed after encountering a T-Rex- the late Cretaceous period. The chase continued a few days before his brother evidently slipped up. Danny had found a raptor feasting on his little brother's body. This raptor happened to be the one that he was currently following.
"Come on, you little bugger!" He said quietly. He watched out from behind a rock as the raptor walked towards him. Danny was about to jump out at it when it darted off. "Damn!" Danny got out from behind the rock and ran after it. He came over the top of a hill and stopped.
An anomaly sat at the base of the hill, and Danny saw the raptor's tail disappear into it. He walked towards it, stopping directly in front of the shimmering mess of triangles. "Where did you go now, you little git?" He hoisted up the sharpened stick that he had been carrying to defend himself and stepped through the anomaly.
Connor was about to close the anomaly when a shape began to come through the anomaly.
Cutter noticed this and yelled, "Connor, get back!"
Connor looked up and nearly fell backwards over the side of the bridge as he scrambled backwards.
A E.M.D was fired into the anomaly and Danny Quinn fell onto the ground, coughing and gripping his chest.
"Danny!" Abby and Connor rushed forwards to help their friend.
"Who shot him?" Cutter asked. He turned around and saw Becker standing there.
"What?" He asked. "It's my job to protect you; I came over the moment I learned there was an anomaly."
Danny coughed again and wheezed, "Becker shot me again?" He coughed. "Becker?"
"Sorry, Danny." Becker apologized, then grinned. "You looked an awful lot like a creature from the other side of that anomaly."
"Trigger-happy fool." Danny spat, rubbing his chest.
"We should get you to the A.R.C."Abby said to Danny. "We need to make sure you're alright; you could have brought back a parasite or disease."
Danny nodded. "As long as I don't get shot again."
"Don't worry." Connor said. Helping his friend up. "I'll keep Becker away from a gun." He and Abby walked off, supporting Danny. "Get the creature back and lock the anomaly. Cutter, come on, we should get Danny to a doctor.
Cutter nodded, walking after them as the A.R.C's security team jogged into the building, preparing to lock the anomaly.
At the A.R.C, James Lester behind the glass observation window. He watched Danny running through the basic anomaly-traveller tests that had been put in place few months ago. "How long has it been since you were brought through that anomaly?" He turned to face Cutter.
"I don't know, maybe a few months. Definitely a month before I showed up at Connor and Abby's wedding at least."
Lester thought for a moment. He sighed. "Well, I have some research to do, In the mean-"
"You mean, 'Jess has some research to do'?" Cutter said, trying to get under his boss's skin.
Unfazed, Lester continued. "In the meantime there is someone who would like to meet you."
"Who?"
Lester looked around quickly, as if he thought they were being watched. "Be at your old office- at the university. Meet me there at six, sharp." With that, he walked to the door of his office, holding the door open.
Cutter got the hint and stepped out of the room. He was met by Danny, who had just finished his tests.
"Cutter," Danny said.
Cutter turned to him. "Danny, right?"
He nodded. "Yes. You never met me; all I knew about you then was that you died shortly before my joining the A.R.C."
Cutter stood and watched Danny.
"I am- well, was- a police constable. After I learned that the previous Head Field Operator- you- had died, I did a little research."
"And?"
"And," Danny continued. "I read your file."
"Well," Cutter smiled politely. "I'm quite flattered, but if you would excuse me-"
"Cutter, you died."
"No," he objected. "I almost died; I was pulled through-"
"Cut the crap, Cutter." Danny said, his rough, police-trained voice barked. "Your file said you died. If you had disappeared without a trace- like you would have b slipping through an anomaly- it would've said so on the file; it didn't. It said you died from a bullet to the chest. That little bit wouldn't have happened if you had a little trip through an anomaly."
"So?" Cutter asked. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying," Danny took a breath, slightly tired from the tests. "That you did die. But you're alive now. There was no anomaly involved at all; you managed to cheat death- somehow." Danny stared at Cutter for what seemed like an eternity. "So, tell me what really happened, and where you were all these years. Then you can go tell Lester and the others."
Cutter stood there for a small eternity, then spoke. "Have you every heard the term 'revival'?"