Chapter 11: One final reminder.

After a few more days of therapy, Cutter got out of bed. “Wow.” He said to himself. “I haven’t slept that good in a long time…”

When he got to the ARC, he was greeted by Connor, whose injuries were completely healed. “Hey Professor.” Connor said. “How was your night?”

“Better.” Cutter said, a little more awake than usual, but still very tired. After being greeted by pretty much everyone else, he was confronted by Danny.

“Hello, professor, are you ready for more therapy today?” He asked. Before Cutter could respond, the ADD went off.

Cutter nearly jumped out of his pants, but that would make this story lose its T rating… “Sorry, maybe later.” He ran to Connor at the computer. “Where is it?”

“Hold on, it’s getting there. Don’t lose your britches.” Connor said typing away.

“I almost did.” Cutter remarked.

“Okay, got the coordinates.” Connor said getting up. “Let’s go.” After the team piled in the truck, they headed off.

“Uh, oh…” Connor said looking closer at the coordinates.

“What, what is it?” Cutter asked.

“Um, professor… Remember that uh, bunker where Helen held us prisoner, and uh, Stephen did you-know-what?”

“Yes?” Cutter said with a raised eyebrow.

“Well, the anomaly appeared right here.” Connor said while the truck pulled to the front of the bunker.

Cutter’s eyes widened. “Oh, damn.”

Inside, the team scouted the bunker, Cutter being careful to avoid the big steel door where Stephen died, to search for the anomaly. When they finally found it, Cutter was, as usual lost in amazement at the glowing portal which he never would have imagined just a few months ago. Abby was looking around for anything strange. “I don’t see anything you guys.”

“Hopefully nothing will come through.” Jenny said. Just then, the anomaly started fluctuating wildly. “Uh, oh. Did I just jinx it?”

After the fluctuating got worse, Cutter said “Yep… Seems like it.” A roaring sound was heard on the other side of the anomaly.

“What’s that?” Connor asked backing away. Just then, something came through. It was small for a dinosaur, standing at six feet. It also had a long tail and tall legs with medium sized arms. It was greenish red with black strips and had a head almost as slender as its long neck. It roared at the team as they backed away and Connor screamed like a little girl.

Abby aimed her gun, but it looked at her and roared, sending her on her butt. “Ah! Cutter, help!!” She screamed as the dino was looking at her hungrily. Just before it bit down on her face, it fell unconscious. Cutter could be seen with his gun. “Thanks.” They then walked away from the tranquilized dino.

“Connor, what was that?” Cutter asked.

“As Lester would say, let’s look up his picture in the big book of dinosaurs.” He joked opening his laptop. After scrolling around, he finally found it. “Aha! This is a Troodon. It lived in the Cretaceous period and its fossils were found in Antarctica. It has the biggest brain-weight to body-weight ratio of any mature dinosaur. Large eye sockets suggested that it was adapted to dark environments.” He read off the bio.

“Damn it!” Cutter yelled. “This is a darkened environment!” Just then another roar was heard. He looked at the anomaly and saw the unconscious dinosaur was awake and joined by another. Then, just to make it worse, I decided to throw in five more out the anomaly to make a total of seven Troodons for the team to deal with. “Aw crap…” He simply said. The Troodons looked around and spread out, to roam the bunker. “Jenny…”

“Yes?”

“Did you happen to close the door to the bunker we entered?”

“Um, I can’t remember.”

“Damn it again!” He said. “If any more Troodons come through or come back, try to get them back to their own time. I’ll go close the door meanwhile.”

“Wait.” Jenny stopped him. “You can’t go alone, I’ll go with you.”

“It’ll be faster if I just run out and close the door.” Cutter reassured her. “I’ll be right back.” He loaded his tranquilizer gun and left.

“Oh, I hope he’ll be okay.” Jenny said.

“He’ll be fine, trust him.” Abby said. Connor was still reading about the Troodon and it’s previously mention brain-weight to body-weight ratio.

Meanwhile, Cutter was running through the dark hallways looking for the doors they entered through. After a few moments of roaming around the dark bunker, he heard a growling noise behind him. He looked back and saw nothing. He shrugged it off and continued searching. When he finally found the door they entered through, he looked all around for a sign of something unusual. He looked out the door and saw nothing. He walked out, closed the door, and started walking towards the truck. “We’re going to need more ammo.” He said to himself. He pulled some bigger guns and ammo out of the truck and decided to snatch some flashlights. He taped the flashlights to a few guns and headed for the others, making sure to close the door firmly when he entered again. He was about halfway back, when he heard another growling behind him, he turned around with his flashlight on and surveyed the immediate area again. When he concluded nothing was there, he continued walking. But when the growling was loud, he turned around again to see a blur of teeth and drool. The Troodon bit down on his shoulder. “AH!!!!!!” He yelled in pain as he fell to the ground, his shoulder bleeding badly. He opened fire on the dinosaur before it could lunge again. It fell to the ground and, though injured, it was not completely dead yet.

Meanwhile, Jenny heard Cutters scream of pain. “Crap! That can’t be good!” She said. “Guys, I’m going to check on Cutter, you stay here. She grabbed her gun and stood up.

“Wait!” Abby stopped her. “You can’t go! If we split up like this, they’ll pick us off separately!”

“I’ll be fine.” Jenny said running off. When she was nearing the source of the scream, she found Cutter on the ground bleeding. “Oh my god, Cutter!” Jenny ran to him.

“Huh?” Cutter said waking up. “Ah!” He felt the sharp pain in his shoulder and grabbed it. He felt the warmth of his blood and looked at his blood covered hand. “Ow, that thing nailed me.” He groaned looking at the almost dead Troodon. “H-here, take this.” He handed Jenny a gun with a flashlight strapped to it.

“But, this isn’t like you… Using a gun on these things without tranquilizers…”

“We can’t risk it this time. That first thing we got didn’t stay down for very long, so I grabbed some real guns.”

“Well, okay. Let’s get you somewhere safe.” Jenny picked Cutter up and they started walking back to Connor and Abby.

Meanwhile, Connor and Abby waited for a Troodon to come back to the anomaly. Connor thought he heard a growling and turned behind him to see nothing but a darkened wall. “Abby, did you hear that growling?” He asked her.

“No. Did you hear something?”

“Um, I think I heard growling.” He said. Just then a roar could be heard. Connor looked towards the light of the anomaly and saw two Troodons fighting each other. They were both already bloodied up by each other, but they seemed intent on fighting to the death. One slightly bigger one lunged at the other. It ferociously bit the other one on the neck and twisted its head like a crocodile. With one final savage twist, it tore of the smaller one’s head, and proceeded to eating it.

“How’d it do that?!” Abby whispered to Connor.

“Troodon is Greek for wounding tooth.” Connor said remembering the bio he read. “They had powerful teeth.”

“Crap…” The troodon stopped eating the head of the other and looked at Connor and Abby. It roared and lunged at them. Abby screamed as Connor pushed her out of the way and took the wounding teeth of the Troodon to his forearm. After screaming in pain, he whacked the dino with his gun. The Troodon let go for a few seconds and lunged again. Before it bit his head, Connor heard three gunshots and saw the Troodon fall to the ground dead.

Panting heavily, he looked over to see Cutter’s gun smoking in his hand. Cutter was leaning on Jenny because he was very low on stamina after that big bite. “Professor!” He yelled happily. He saw Cutter’s shoulder and ran to him. “Did you get bitten too?”

“Yep…” He said.

“Come on guys, let’s sit down and wait for this thing to close.” Jenny said.

“What about getting the tro-things back to their own time?” Abby asked.

“Troodons.” Connor chimed in.

“Well, this is an abandoned bunker.” Jenny said. “If we just make sure the thing closes, we can leave the Troodons to roam around like last time.”

“She’s right.” Cutter said. “We’ve already suffered injuries from these things, so we just have to make sure none get out the front door.”

“Then shouldn’t we get there?” Abby asked.

“Good idea.” Jenny said. And with that, they were off.

On the way, Cutter looked to the side and saw something he wished he would never see ever again. The steel door in which Stephen sacrificed himself. His eyes widened and he stopped walking. Unbeknownst to the team, he walked closer, just to look through the small window. There were no creatures left alive. There was stained blood all over the room, and piles of bones everywhere. He looked to the middle and saw Stephen. Stephen was standing exactly where he was when the creatures attacked. Cutter opened the door and ran into him. When he put his hand n Stephen’s shoulder, Stephen disappeared. Instead of Stephen, there was what would have been a puddle of blood, but it had dried out. In the dried blood puddle was a pile of human bones. His eyes widened and he looked down, thinking deeply. After a couple minutes, he walked away and closed the steel door. “I don’t know why I looked in there.” He said to himself. “It stunk like hell.” Just then, he heard a loud clanging. He looked back and saw….

TO BE CONTINUED.

AN: Why, I think I’m pretty good at this To Be Continued thing eh? Ha-ha! Sorry for any grammar errors… And the bio for the Troodon is in my profile. Anyway, I will try to get chapters out faster… It’s kind of hard with four stories in the works. I will try to end this either next chapter or the one after that. See ya later!!!