Twisted DNA(eddsworld Dino au+red army)

Same old me i

  Hi guys I am light house just some random child who likes eddsworld and dinosaurs way too much so as a warning this story might not contain good grammar or anything like that but I consider it quite linguistic with its word choice also the era that all of the dinosaurs are living in is inconsistant most of them are from the Cretaceous but some are from the Jurassic but still hope you enjoy

Don't worry, I've got your grammar covered my dude ( @mickymoo05 )

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He walked down the abandon mines of Sweden, the Red Army had just concurred  this Scandinavian country. He was told of this mine and it's supposed "magic powers". He scoffed at the idea and continued to not notice anything strange or out of whack.
As he continued down the long, slightly metallic tunnels, he sent Paul and Patryk down a side corridor for many reasons.
One, there was a fork in the road.
Two, they were being to lovey-dovey for his liking.
Three, he needed time to think.
He was developing a headache, but his pride was getting in the way of him telling his adoptive parents this. He predicted that his headache was arising due to mining fumes. After some time of talking to himself and marking the walls with red spray paint, just to make sure, he was not one to get lost. He had bean drawing random Red Army symbols all over the walls, some for fun, others so he would not get lost. Either way, that was clearly some thing he was not going to do any time soon.
"Oh," he said to himself, realizing this was probably why his headache was happening. He put his spray can back into his pocket he pulled out his walkie to try to contact Pat or Paul.
"Come in pink or yellow, over."

"Pink to Red Leader, I'm here, over," the signal was surprisingly clear for how deep they were in the tunnels.

"Have you returned to the entrance? Over."

"Affirmative, over."

"Heading out, over."

"Meet you there Red Leader, over and out." Tord was very confused as to how the signal was so strong. As he began to walk out of the small system, he was in he saw a dark corner that even with the shining of a flashlight it would not give up its shadows. Filled with curiosity, he approached with the sudden twist of his arm he threw the paint can at it.
'It's stupid to think anything is there,' he thought to himself 'just stupid.'
He repeated in his mind again and with that, he turned around and left the system.
The sun burnt his eye temporarily, it began to water and he tried to blink the water out while rubbing his head, the fresh air seeming to clear his headache.

"Ah pour baby" joked Paul giggling

"Shut up!" he said surprisingly calm, "I got a headache from the fumes"

"What fumes?" Asked Pat

"The mine, the spray can maybe," he said continuing to rub his head

"Fume free cans, and a 75 year old mine. What a recipe for headaches." said Paul sarcastically handing him some Advil, Tord accepted the medicine gratefully, but bitterly and swallowed it dry.

"Thank you," he said coughing slightly, "so, find anything weird or magic?" said Tord jokingly, finally taking his hand off his head.

"No just a normal mine." said Paul somewhat sad.

"So the locals where wrong, eh?" Pat

"Yeah," Paul said. In Tord's head, he knew there was something weird about that strange corner in the mine. After all, every other part of that mine was old and weathered, but that corner was Like someone cut a cube recently.

"And I don't believe in magic, science is as close to magic the world can get. Plus it's not like you or Pat ever let me believe it that stuff anyways," he added sharply

"What ever you say boss" said both of them at different times, in his head Tord made a mental note to go and explore the place some other time with out tag alongs so he could go and look at his strange corner again.

"Anyways let's go back to the base," said Patryk, waving his hand as a signal to Tord who was still just standing, looking absentmindedly at the cave entrance.

---at the base, two days later---

Tord meekly poked at his food, still staring off into space. He had not been able to shake the memory of the cave even, though he had been able to convince himself of it's nonsense and how magic did not exist; but still he wanted to check it out again.

"I'm heading out for a bit, I will be in touch," he said to Pat and Paul who where siting next to him.
"Where are you going Tord?" said Pat, looking slightly worried.

"Just to get some fresh air"

"When can we expect you back?"

"Few hours maximum," he replied. And with that, he set off in a jeep that they had with them to the cave; it was about two hour drive, so he had already gone over his few hours that he said he would be back in, but still he wanted to get there at least. He jumped out of the jeep and walked towards the cave, the hairs on the back of his neck already rising with anticipation. As he enters the darkness, something felt different, but he just could not place it. He ventured deeper into the system with a flashlight in his hand, following the trail that he had made earlier. He had gotten passed the fork and had been walking for about five minutes before the headache started to kick in again, he scraped his robotic arm across the wall where his markings where before finding the weird cut in the wall. He shined the flashlight into the deep crevice, trying to allow the light to penatrate in order for him to see what was there. With no luck, he reached his arm in and reached around to see if there was anything there, his hand grazed something matalic and he grasped it, pulling his arm out once more with a greenish cube. After a few moments, the rock began to pulsate with a green glow, revealing small engravements in the rock. With a sudden pulse, the green light filled the cavern, blinding him temporality. His headache was sudenly gone, but his head felt weird somehow. He reached up to scratch the back of his head, but felt something sharp where he was scratching, he moved his hand in front of his face and gasped at what he saw.

A long arm coverd in feathers with three fingers.