DISCLAIMER: I do not own Primeval or any of it characters.

(AN) For the next little while i will be taking suggestions of creatures that you would like me to feature in my stories. If you would like to see a futuristic creature, please give me a detailed description of it. I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Episode 7

Titanoboa

Franklin Merron walked casually towards a large building that towered in front of him. He neared the fence blocking the building. A guard standing in a control booth nodded and opened the gates. Inside the building, he pressed his hand onto a metal pad next to a door. There was a beep, and the door opened.

"Mr. Merron!" A woman in surgical clothes looked up from her patient.

"Good morning, Dr. Lynda." Merron nodded, watching her continue her operation.

She stuck her hand out to one of her assistants. "Foam please, Andy."

"Foam." Andy placed a can in her hand.

Dr. Lynda held the can over her patient torso and pressed a blue tab on the top. A green, pasty foam came out.

"Alright, lets brace him before the convulsions start."

"Yes Dr." Andy and another assistant- along with Dr. Lynda- the patient down.

Seconds later the patient began going through the convulsions.

"Keep his head steady!"

"Yes Dr." The other assistant reached for the patient's head and set her hand on the man's forehead to prevent him from banging his head.

"Good work, Kelly."

The convulsions stopped. A beeping began on a screen attached to the far wall. All four people could hear the patient's breathing.

"Mr. Merron," Dr. Lynda looked up at him. "The operation was a success; all vital signs are strong, blood pressure is normal."

Merron looked at the man on the table.

"Alright," Dr. Lynda said the her assistants. "Lest let our patient rest. You two may go home."

The two young adults walked past Merron and exited the room.

Dr. Lynda looked at Merron. " Do you have another chip?"

"Yes I do." Merron reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, which he handed to Dr. Lynda.

She removed a very small, grey chip with a pair of tweezers and face her patient. With a scalpel she cut into his neck, entering his nervous system. She placed the chip inside and stitched the skin back together.

Dr. Lynda then turned to a computer sitting in the corner and punched in a few characters. Immediately the patient sat up straight, staring directly ahead with a blank expression. Dr. Lynda punched a few more buttons.

"There, he should be in the verbal command setting right now." Dr. Lynda informed Merron.

He walked up to the patient and whispered into his ear. "You will obey my every command. Only follow the orders of my voice."

The patient spoke, still staring ahead of him. "Yes sir."

"Good." Merron grinned, then looked to Dr. Lynda. "Finish the tests, then send him to the U.S; we don't want anyone recognizing him."

"Of course, Mr. Merron." Lynda nodded and began going through a series of tests as Merron exited the room. The first thing she did was to see if the patient's memory was intact. "Can you remember you name and position?"

"Yes."

"Can you tell them to me?"

"Private Samuel Gregory Carter."

A week after Connor's wounds had fully healed, Abby was overseeing the constriction of new paddocks for the creatures that got trapped in the twenty-first century.

She kept barking orders and corrections at the construction workers. Things like"No! That's a herbivore paddock! Don't put a meat dispenser in there!" and, "No, those won't keep her in.".

Matt poked his head through the door. "Have you seen Connor?"

"He's in his office, isn't he?" Abby replied.

Matt shook his head. "I was just there."

"Hmm, did you look in the A.D.D room?"

"Yes, but he wasn't there."

"Maybe he's talking with Becker?" Abby suggested.

Matt paused. "I'll go check." He disappeared from the doorway. "Thanks Abby!" He called back from the hallway.

Abby quickly turned back her the construction workers. "No! Don't fill the water tanks yet!"

Matt knew exactly where he would be able to find Becker and- hopefully- Connor. He turned down the hall and pushed through a heavy metal door. As soon as he entered he could hear gunshots. He continued down the narrow corridor until he came to another metal door. Through the bullet proof glass he could see Becker and Connor shooting targets with uncharged E.M.D rounds. He slid his I.D card through the panel next to the door and entered.

"Connor!" Matt shouted over the sounds of the E. .

Connor lowered his gun and set it on the counter before looking towards Matt. "Yes?"

Becker set his E.M.D down as well for safety purposes.

"I need to talk to you," Matt said. "Its about the snake."

"The Titanoboa?" Connor asked, removing his safety goggles. "What about it?"

"It's loose."

"Loose?" Connor gasped, immediately walking out of the firing range Becker followed. "How did a fifty foot snake sneak past the guards?"

"They where asleep." Matt replied.

"They were sleeping? I'm surprised it didn't eat them!" He exclaimed. "Where is it now?"

"In Lester's office." Matt informed Connor.

Connor stopped abruptly. "Does he know yet?"

Matt shook his head. "No, he hasn't gotten here yet, but will arrive any moment."

"Great." Connor started walking again. "Lets hope we can get it back into it's pen before Lester gets here. The creature has only been here four days and already it broke out!"

Connor Becker and Matter rounded the corner to Lester's office and saw him standing there with arms crossed, watching the Titanoboa slithering around his office. "Would someone please tell me why there is another creature in my office?"

"Uh, she got loose." Connor said.

"Yes, I can see that, but I would like to know why you find it necessary to always herd them into my office." Lester snapped.

"We didn't put him in there." Matt explained.

"Yeah, she kind of just meandered in there by her self." Connor said, then realized what he had done.

"A carnivorous creature," Lester began. "Was allowed to make its way from the temporary holding cells all the way over here? Without anybody knowing about it?"

"Just relax!" Matt said. "I'm sure Becker would love get her out for you, right Becker?" Matt looked at the soldier.

"Why am I always fixing your mistakes..." He stopped and nodded at the look he was getting from Lester. "I'll get on it right away.

By the way, how the Titanoboa got trapped in the 21st century was explained.