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A rumbling thud echoes out.

WALDEN MEDIA

Another rumbling thud echoes.

On a rocky surface, a fossil impression of an Arthropod was visible.

WILD
JOURNEY
TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH

A rumbling thud was heard once more, as then an Arthropod matching the fossil appears. A trilobite, they are one of the earliest Arthropods appearing in the Early Cambrian, 540 million years ago. And over 20,000 species are known, ranging in size from Acanthopleurella Stipulae that was a millimeter, the size of a pepper fleck. To Isotelus Rex that grew to 28 inches long.

And for more than 300 million years, trilobites roamed the Earth's oceans, but died out from the greatest mass extinction of all time, when the Great Dying began at the end of the Late Permian. When a series of massive eruptions went off in the Siberian Traps, an extinction event lasting 80,000 years, bringing an end to the trilobites. They along with 95% of all life vanished into extinction.

But this one seems to have somehow escaped Armageddon.

The trilobite fiddles around the rocky surface as then footsteps were heard, and then a loud thud was followed. The trilobite then skitters off as a roar was heard as a foot lands on the trilobite fossil and runs off.

A man ran for his life panting as he was being chased by something big.

The man ran as his pursuer was a large carnivorous Theropod dinosaur as several yards behind them, the ground splits open with a fiery glow as the dinosaur roars. The man trips over some bones as he screams, and he quickly gets up and ran.

Then the ground splits open with a fiery glow as the man stops at the edge. He looks back seeing the dinosaur roaring out with glowing red eyes charging towards him.

Trapped between the dinosaur and the crevice, the man then makes a leap of faith to the other side. He grunts as he hits the other side hanging on for dear life, he struggles to hold on but starts to slip.

"TREVOR!" He yelled.

And then he slipped and falls through the deep crevice.

A man gasps waking up as if he was dreaming it, named Trevor Anderson, as he had brown hair, blue eyes.

"Max." He said.

He turns to a photo of him and Trevor, and he rubs his face as he finishes waking up.

Soon, he was getting ready for the day as he swirls his toothbrush in a cup of water, and brushes his teeth. The brushes his tongue, sips the water and gurgles and spits it out in the sink.

After getting dressed, he walks out of his apartment home with a bike and paddles down the road. And a car pulling out from the side of the street beeps it's horn.

"Whoa, whoa." Trevor said paddling by.

Later in the day, Trevor was at a college where he works as a professor teaching seismology. And was going over a lesson of continental drift.

"Although Wegener was ridiculed by the scientific community, he was eventually found to be correct in his theory of an original supercontinent called Pangaea." Trevor said to his rather bored students and a cell phone was heard ringing and the school bell was ringing.

The students begin to gather their things.

"Yeah." Trevor said.

The Continental Drift theory began in 1912 with Alfred Wegener when he proposed a theory that all seven continents were once joined in one giant landmass called Pangaea, meaning "All Earth". At first, many dismiss that, but eventually people found he was correct. As the continents rest on tectonic plates floating on an ocean of magma causing them to slowly drift apart from each other. And one realization of Pangaea's existence was an ancient reptile called Lystrosaurus, whose fossils have been found from South America, Africa, India, and even Antarctica. They are one of the few survivors of the Permian extinction, and they made up over half of all life forms on land for a short amount of time before newer reptiles arrived and replaced them.

Later, at the Maxwell Anderson Center For the Study of Plate Tectonics, a member named Leonard opens a liquid nitrogen case and uses pliers reaches in and brought out a frozen chocolate pudding on a stick.

"Ah." He brought it out. "Come to Papa."

He removes his visor and goggles.

"Hey, Leonard." Trevor said walking in the room.

Leonard turns to him. "Hey, man." He greeted. "Dude, you ain't gonna be happy."

"Why?" Trevor asked.

"It's Kitzens." Leonard said mentioning to the room next store.

"I see." Trevor said.

He soon enters knocking on the doorway.

"Hello." He said.

"Trevor." Kitzens said as a measuring tape rolls back and turns to him. "There's my favorite colleague."

"How are you, Alan?" Trevor asked shaking his hand.

"I'm good." Kitzens said. "How's that Con Drift class of yours going?"

"Fine." Trevor said.

"Does it get echo-y in there with so few students?" Alan asked.

Trevor then chuckles.

"So, what do you got on the books today?" Trevor asked. "I'm kind of busy around here."

"No, no, I can, uh, see how busy you are." Alan said gesturing to Leonard.

Trevor turns seeing Leonard with the frozen pudding stick stuck to his tongue as he tries to pull it off.

"So I'll try to be as quick as possible here." Alan said. "The university is pulling the plug on your brother's lab."

"Pulling the plug?" Trevor frowned.

"Yeah, it's gonna finally give us all the storage space we need." Alan said.

"Let's get something straight." Trevor said. "This facility is dedicated to the research of Maxwell Anderson's seminal theories predicting the volcanic fissures in the mantle of the..."

"Which have never been proven." Alan said cutting him off. "I mean, how many of your late brother's sensors are even still active? One? Two?"

"Three." Trevor corrected.

"It used to be 29." Alan said.

"This is the wrong time to shut us down." Trevor argued and turns to a computer showing the remaining sensors' readings. "I have got seismic activity in Bolivia. I got a 13-millimeter shift in Mongolia."

Alan measures a desk.

"Alan, you can't shut us down." Trevor said. "Keep the lab open. It's all I've got left of Max."

"It's been ten years since Max, Trevor." Alan said turning back to him. "I am sorry about all this. I really am."

After work, Trevor returns home and sets his helmet down, and drops some quarters in a glass jar full of coin change for life savings.

And he drops down in a chair and sighs, and wondering how to keep his brother's lab open.

Then steady beeping was heard as he turns to a messenger and saw four messages shown. And he pushed a button to hear them as it beep.

"Trevor, you there?" A woman's voice was heard. "It's Elizabeth. Pick up, please. Okay, well, um, we are on the 95, and we're heading your way."

That perked Trevor's attention.

"You want to say hi to your Uncle Trevor, Sean?" Elizabeth's voice said talking to someone else.

Trevor turns to the recorder.

"No." Sean said sounding rather bored.

Trevor then grabs a calendar and looks through it.

"Just say hello." Elizabeth whispered.

"No..." Trevor said softy.

"I don't want to." Sean said.

And Trevor saw on the page of June, the 29th was circled and labeled "SEAN".

"Oh, no." Trevor said facepalming himself with the calendar having completely forgotten that his nephew was coming over for a visit.

Then another beep was heard.

"Hey, it's your sister-in-law again." Elizabeth said. "Um, just wanted to make sure what time you'd be home, 'cause we'll be there around 6:00."

Trevor's eyes widen as he turns to an alarm clock reading 5:50 as they were at least ten minutes away now.

"Okay, well, we'll be on my cell." Elizabeth said.

"Oh, boy." Trevor said now panicking.

He got up as another beep was sounded.

"Sean's looking forward to seeing you. Right, Sean?" Elizabeth said.

"Negatory." Sean said.

Trevor quickly starts cleaning any plates and other things left out trying to clean up.

"I'm getting a little worried that we might have gotten our signals crossed or something. Please call me."

Trevor then stuffs a pillow in the fireplace along with a cereal bowl and spoon and closed the cover as his phone was heard ringing.

"I'm not home. Leave me a message." Trevor's voicemail rang and it beeped.

"Trevor, we're pulling up in front of your building." Elizabeth said.

Trevor quickly turns to a window and saw a car pulling up, and he uneasily groans and starts cleaning up double-time. And he looks out a window seeing Elizabeth heading up the porch and he closed the window shades as she got to the door. Trevor hurries as the doorbell was heard buzzing. Elizabeth turns back to her car as her son was still in as Trevor walks by seeing her and turns disappearing into the living room placing the materials on the table.

He then quickly placed a blanket over, hiding them.

"Trevor. Trevor, you in there?" Elizabeth called knocking on the door.

Trevor quickly fixies his shirt and hair and acts calm and heads to the door.

"Hi." Trevor greeted.

Elizabeth sighs in relief.

"Hey!" Elizabeth greeted.

"How are you, Elizabeth?" Trevor smiled opening the door.

"Oh, you're home!" Elizabeth said.

"It's so good to see you." Trevor said and hugs his sister-in-law.

"You, too." Elizabeth said.

Trevor then saw Sean in the car playing around on a game on a device.

"How are you?" Trevor asked as they ended the hug. "I just got your messages."

"Uh-huh. You forgot, didn't you?" Elizabeth said.

"I... I didn't forget." Trevor bluffed. "How could I forget?"

"You didn't forget?" Elizabeth gesturing behind him.

And the room behind him was still a mess unfortunately.

"I..." Trevor said looking back seeing it. "I forgot." He gave out. "That doesn't mean that I haven't been looking forward to spending a little time with my nephew. I mean, I haven't seen him since he was... nine?" He guessed.

"Seven." Elizabeth corrected.

"Wow..." Trevor said and chuckles. "So, um, how long is he gonna be staying again?"

"Ten days." Elizabeth said.

"Is that we we said?" Trevor asked.

Afterwards, Trevor went up to Sean still in the car playing his game.

"Hey, Sean." Trevor greeted his 13-year-old nephew. "How are ya?" He opens the passenger door as Sean was still focused on his game. "Looking good. Is that one of those Game Boys?" He asked mentioning Sean's device.

"It's a PSP." Sean said not even turning to him.

"Cool." Trevor said.

"Sean." Elizabeth said. "Get up, say hi to your uncle."

Sean sets his PSP down and grabs his backpack and sighs. "Hi to your uncle." He got out of the car as Elizabeth opens the trunk to grab a few things.

"You know, last time I saw you... you were.. you were about this high." Trevor said holding his hand a few inches under Sean's chin.

Sean looked down as Trevor teasingly bops him on the nose.

"Oh!" Trevor playfully.

"Yeah, good one." Sean said unamused.

Trevor lightly laughed.

Elizabeth lightly grunts holding the heavy bag. "Oh. Got it?" She hands it to her son. "Okay, so, you've got all my numbers, you've got your ticket and your passport in your bag. I will be there to pick you up at the airport in Ottawa. And by then, I'll have found us a house and we start on this big new adventure. Pretty exciting stuff, huh?"

"Yeah, it's great." Sean said. "We get to be Canadians. Thrilling, eh?"

Trevor lightly chuckles as they watch him walk to his apartment.

"Just let yourself in." Trevor said.

He turns back to Elizabeth.

"It'll be good for him, being with you." She assured.

"Yeah." Trevor said.

"Who knows, maybe it'll be good for you, too." Elizabeth said.

Trevor nodded as Elizabeth brought out a box.

"This is for you." Elizabeth said.

"What is...? Is this Sean's?" Trevor asked grabbing the box.

"No, it's Max's." Elizabeth said.

"Max's?" Trevor frowned.

"Yeah." Elizabeth said.

Inside, Sean was looking his uncle's place and saw the mess and seem a little disturbed by it as Trevor soon walks in and closed the door.

"So, hey, dude..." Trevor said as Sean turns to him. "This is gonna be fun. You know? Just a couple of dudes hangin' out, five days... maybe a week, you know, doing dude stuff that dudes do." He said trying to sound cool. "You like baseball? Hey, you know what we should do? We should go get in a batting cage." He then gets in a swinging motion with a baseball bat as he imitates a bat hitting a ball.

"Yeah." Sean said. "Okay, listen, I don't like this any more than you do. So as long as you keep the fridge stocked with Mountain Dew and TiVo Family Guy, we'll get along fine."

"Sure." Trevor said.

"Oh, wow." Sean said noticing his uncle's jars of coins. "That's an awesome coin collection."

"Oh. Well... kind of a pet project of mine, y'know." Trevor said.

"Yeah, it's really nifty." Sean said.

"Thanks." Trevor said. "You hungry? We could, uh... order in. You know? Maybe some pizza, uh, Chinese, Thai food, subs, or somethin' like that?" He placed the box on the table. "Hmm?"

He then opens it and sees a number of Max's old things.

"Wow." Trevor said.

"What's that?" Sean asked.

"Uh, well, it's a box of possessions of, uh... of a really great guy." Trevor said. "Your dad."

Seam remained silent but lightly smiled.

Trevor looked through the box and brought out a baseball glove. "His old ball glove." He placed it on and pounds it.

"Mom doesn't talk about him very much." Sean said.

"Well, you can take your word for it." Trevor said. "He was, um, one of those few people who are just... exceptional at everything they do."

He then tossed the glove on the table.

"Ooh! You see this?" Trevor said bringing out a yo-yo. "This was your old man's PSP."

"A yo-yo?" Sean scoffed.

"Don't be dissin' the yo-yo." Trevor said tossing it. "This is physics at work right here. You got your centrifugal force... your gravitational pull, got your potential energy. And in ancient times, did you know that this was actually used as a hunting implement? Watch."

He then sends the yo-yo flying forward, and it knocks the figure of a baseball trophy off as Trevor lightly cringed.

"Hey, here, let-let me try." Sean said.

"Yeah, you should probably take it." Trevor said.

He hands Sean the yo-yo and he begins playing with as Trevor looks through the box again, and brought out a viewing scope of some kind.

"I have no idea what this is." Trevor said.

He placed it down as Sean plays with the yo-yo as it rolls on the floor and rolls back up.

And Trevor looks through the box more and noticed something.

"Hello." He said and reaches in. "Oh, wow." He then brought out a book of a popular 19th Century novel. "This is his favorite book." He turns and reveals it to be one of Jules Verne's most famous stories; A Journey to the Center of the Earth. "Jules Verne's A Journey to the Center of the Earth." Sean turns to him as Trevor sat down.

"You know, I think that was on my summer reading list once." Sean said. "I never got to it."

"That's too bad." Trevor said looking through the pages. "It's a good read. To him, it wasn't just science fiction, it was... it was inspiration. He used to read it to me when I was a really little kid."

He flips a few more pages as he then noticed some written notes on the pages left by Max.

"Hello." Trevor said noticing a page side by page 23 with notes. "What are these notes?"

Sean continues playing with the yo-yo as Trevor looks through the notes, and one page showed readings of some kind as Sean twirls the yo-yo.

"Magma temperatures reach... around 1,150 in Mongolia?" Trevor read a note. "'Bolivia.'" He noticed Bolivia written. "'Hawaii.'"

The yo-yo was heard whizzing through the air as Trevor froze as the notes were similar to the seismic readings he had in the lab.

Then suddenly the loop of the yo-yo's string slipped off Sean's finger.

"Look out!" Sean yelled.

The yo-yo flew through the air hitting a ball particle model hanging on the ceiling. And some of them broke off as dozens of balls bounced hitting the table and Trevor's shoulder as he didn't even flinched as Sean stood in shock as the bouncing subsides.

And then one ball drops onto Trevor's head as he turns to him and closed the book.

"Hey, Sean, let's go check out my lab." Trevor said as if nothing happened and grabs his coat.

Author's Note:

I used to see this version of Journey to the Center of the Earth when I was younger. And felt this would be a good crossover.

And the one moment of Lystrosaurus, that was a reference to the two-part special of the 1999 version, a little something for it's 25th anniversary.