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Fic - Darkness Part 2
Title: Darkness (2/2)
Author: Me. (Basched)
Characters: Matt Anderson (Focus) Gideon Anderson
Rating: PG13 
Spoilers/Warning: None really. Little bit o'violence perhaps.   
Summary: Adapting to a new world. 
Word Count: 3,525
Author's Note:  Here we go then. Second part of my Matt Focus for the Primeval Denial Team Fest. I hope you like. Again much thanks to Fred for the beta! I shall just let you know, I am in the process of writing the companion fic for this one, so it's not all over! Well it is...but there is more. *sense much?* Enjoy anyways! 
Sorry, also...there is a scene in this fic inspired from seeing a picture of Ciaran. It is a very beautiful picture but I can't remember for the life of me where it was! If any one can find it...you'll know what I mean! Stunning!  




A high-pitched sound came from nowhere. It increased in intensity until it became ultrasonic and the predators froze, their jaws locked in agony.  Then the screams were different, alien and foul before utter frightening silence took over.  

Gideon opened his eyes and didn’t recognise the figure who stood in the place of the predators. At first there were just the eyes beneath all that dark blood red but when he spoke… the thick northern Irish accent was instantly recognisable.

Matt was hideous.  He looked as he did when he killed his first predator, bathed in blood and smiling as if it was cleansing to be covered in the stuff.  The smell emanating from him was putrid and vile; it made Gideon throw up in disgust.  After he finished he was pulled to safety.

“We can’t stay out there any more. The tech is fried.”

Gideon saw Matt throw something away, a faint burning smell joined the stench of blood and there was an electronic whine and fizz as something mechanical died. Tech was very hard to come by but Matt had found it. He had also found the ARC lab.

There was a lot of technology in the underground laboratory, not all of it was functioning but it had at one point. The air was musty as the room hadn’t been disturbed in years and amongst the dust and debris there were even a few personal items belonging to long gone ARC researchers.

“Why did you come here?”

Matt never answered his question. He just rummaged through all the wreckage, picking up things that looked interesting and throwing them away if they weren’t. His silence may not have said anything, but his mere presence gave Gideon hope again. He knew that he had to do everything and anything for Matt. If they could get to the past and stop this hell from ever happening, Gideon could have is family back… everyone could.

They used what they could of the Temple Diaries, they scavenged some technology and found the device that eventually opened one of the anomalies. They went through and the shock was instant.

The light from the sun was so bright, it blinded them, the air they breathed into their lungs was fresh and clear it didn’t make them cough or choke. A glorious and different smell other than rotting flesh and death wafted up their nostrils, salty but clean. The ground beneath their feet was soft and when the blindness of their eyes passed, they saw a sky of blue, they saw the sun for the first time along with the scattering of white clouds. Then they saw the ocean, rolling waves of dark blue swelled before crashing against a pebbled beach and it was water, actual water and not toxic sludge.

It was beautiful to Gideon’s eyes. It was the Garden of Eden that he had heard about.  He staggered down from the small grassy hill and onto the beach. He breathed in deep and long and then the tears began to flow.

There must be a god in this time for such beauty to exist!

Gideon tried to say something but his words were lost. He was overwhelmed with joyous emotion and he couldn’t express any of it except through his tears.

Matt however, didn’t know what to make of their surroundings.  He was confused and disorientated, he staggered up and down the beach in utter shock before he became more than agitated. Pure panic gripped him and it showed on his face and in the way he twirled in circles, covering his eyes with his arms. His voice sounded just as desperate. 

“We can’t be here! This isn’t… this can’t… we shouldn’t be here! We have to go back! Da! We have to go back!”

He yelled until his voice was hoarse and when Gideon tried to calm him, Matt responded by grabbing at the device that had opened the anomaly.  They struggled, a frantic young teen who was scared at this new world wanted to go back, but Gideon knew there was no going back, not if his son was to have any kind of life.

So the device was smashed.  Gideon made sure of it.

Matt became crazed.  He screamed and cursed at his father and collapsed to his knees, the stones cutting through his skin.  Then the tears came. They streamed down his face and his whole body heaved as he tried to make them stop, the keening wail howled from his mouth and the years of repressed grief and hurt finally broke loose.  Gideon hadn’t seen his son cry since he was a baby, he was overjoyed him to see Matt release like this and so he attempted to comfort him in the way he had always wished to. 

Matt lashed out at him. His fist punched him in the face, he kicked and hit Gideon, he went into another frenzy of rage all the while blaming Gideon that he could never see Caoimhe again, that it was his fault he had left her there alone.  Matt was so distraught that even his screams became nothing but choking gasps for air.

Gideon half-carried and half-dragged Matt to the sea and dumped him there.

The shock of the cold salt water made Matt scream and he broke and lost all resistance. Instead of being this savage loner, this killer, he cried like a child and called out to his father, he begged Gideon to hold him and he did, for the first time in five years.  Gideon washed the blood from him and allowed him cry in his arms. They stayed there for a long while, the waves crashing around them before they were spotted. 


A couple who had been walking their dog at the time came across the two men and immediately came to their aid. Instead of reporting them to police or calling an ambulance, they agreed to help Gideon and took Matt back to their home where he was allowed to recover from his shock and trauma.

It took a while, but Gideon didn’t want to over stay his welcome. He left and took Matt with him.  After the couple’s generous aid, Gideon thought that everything had changed, for the better.

It wasn’t easy.  They had nothing in this world. They had no identification, no birth certificates or anything, and with no money it was a struggle to get food or a place to stay. Matt was very fragile during that time and it was only through the kindness of others, along with some illegal procurement of forged documents, that they managed.

The little council flat in London wasn’t at all luxurious or pleasant, but it was enough. 

Gideon tried to tell Matt why they had to stay and what they had to do, but Matt would have none of it. He became closed off, he became extremely cold and distant, he simply shut off all feeling. But sometimes at night Gideon did hear him cry and it was difficult for him to know his son was in pain and to not be able to do anything about it.

Matt wasn’t interested in changing the future or achieving anything. Even in the future he had shunned most of the adult’s attempts to school him. Learning to read and write was an absurdity to him and his refusal to learn meant that opportunities for work or any kind of job was limited. 

A job. The word and concept disgusted him and so it was down to Gideon to bring in the money.  He did what he could to keep the two of them from being thrown on the streets whilst Matt resorted to less than moral means.  He stole, he fought, he did the only work that needed him to use his fists and he did everything that his upbringing in the future had made him into.

Then there were the women.  Matt was only seventeen, but he had a way with women that certainly wasn’t healthy. He charmed them, smiled and even used his accent to gain their affections. He brought women back to the flat numerous times, much to Gideon’s dismay, and indulged in everything the women hoped, some were his age, others were older, but they never quite got what they expected from Matt. He got them to where he wanted and then never tried to hide what he was using them for and he was using them. 

The sex was just another thing for him, it didn’t make him happy or overjoyed, it was just a way to vent. He didn’t love them the way some of them proclaimed to him. When Matt’s physical needs were finished, he tossed them all aside like yesterday’s newspaper. He just didn’t care.

Gideon had to deal with the numerous phone calls asking why Matt never called them back. He even had to comfort those Matt left behind and take them home. No matter what Gideon tried to do or say, nothing changed his opinion towards women. He didn’t want to commit or allow feelings to get in the way of the demands of his physical needs.

One day after Matt turned eighteen, Gideon saw him come home with a man. The man in question was a lot older than him, tall, with dark hair. His physique was lean but toned and he was handsome in a very striking and beautiful way, but there was a grit and hardness behind those brown eyes, a malice and danger that was similar to Matt’s.

For a brief moment Gideon thought his son was going to sleep with the man but a second look told Gideon differently.  He wasn’t in uniform, but it was evident that the man was military by the way he stood and the feel of authority that wafted off of him. Why Matt had brought him home wasn’t clear, but it wasn’t anything to do with sex. The bruises on both of their faces indicated they’d been fighting.

In the end, the man, who had introduced himself as Colonel, only wanted to talk to Gideon about Matt, he wanted to make them both an offer.

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“I have received the best training this country has to offer. I am skilled in all kinds of hand to hand fighting, I’ve seen combat over a number of years and I am considered one of the best in her Majesty’s service. Your boy has just attempted to mug me on the street. He not only caught me off guard—which is very rare—but he made me look like a child scrapping in a sand pit over a toy!”

The officer never took his eyes of Matt and his hand kept a firm grip on the gun on his lap.

Matt smirked and leaned against the wall.

“You were a bit shit, to be honest, mate.” 

The gun was aimed at Matt’s head in a blink of an eye and there was a click, a click which made Matt smile. He came away from leaning against the wall, and slowly and without any fear or doubt approached the soldier and pressed his forehead against the end of the barrel.  Gideon didn’t know what to do as the two of them stood that way for a good few minutes, their eyes daring the other to make the first move. 

“Go on… do it.” Matt’s voice was deep with sincerity. “You can squeeze that trigger and you would if you really wanted. You do want to…but you need me. You need me for something, but I’d much rather you just go ahead and do it anyway. Go on!”

The gun lowered instead of going off.  The soldier took in a deep breath and addressed Gideon in an equally cold sincerity. 

“I’ve already got some of my people doing background checks you two right now,” he said holding the gun almost affectionately in his callused hands. “But I already know that what they find won’t be entirely accurate, or accurate at all. To be honest… mate… I don’t really care.  Your son nearly took me out , he fought with me and came away relatively unharmed. He has a natural skill and talent and I want him.”

“For what?” asked Gideon noting the look of amused contempt on Matt’s face.

“For service.  A special branch of the military could use someone like your son, but of course, he is still much too young. If he comes with me now I will give him the discipline he so clearly needs and further his education, because let’s face it… he’s had little to none.”  The Colonel smiled a weak but sly grin when the young boy showed a glimmer of disapproval. “I’m here because I want to make your son the best he can be for this country. I want him to achieve his maximum potential and, Mr Anderson…if that really is your name… he has a lot of potential. It would be a shame if this opportunity were missed.”

“You are giving Matt this opportunity, why? Because of his talent for violence?”

“I’m giving him this chance because I’ve never met anyone else like him.” The colonel pointed a finger directly at Matt. “He can and will become something great, he will have a purpose and duty. If he accepts this, he’s going to be given an even better chance in life than my own son! This is something you don’t simply pass over!”

Gideon thought about it. It did sound too good to be true. This man was offering to train his son, discipline and condition him? Just like that?  He couldn’t deny that it would prepare Matt fully for their own mission, it would make him ready to help change the future.

He was about to say yes, but Matt cut him off.

“What’s in it for me?”

The soldier smiled.

“You get to do what I suspect you’ve always loved doing.”

He didn’t need to mention what it was for Matt smiled slyly and Gideon could only watch them as they shook hands, sealing the deal.

“Does it have to be the army though?” Matt said after a few minutes of silence. “I wouldn’t mind joining the navy… all that water has to be fun, right?”

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She said it was okay for him to stop talking. Gideon shook his head and again patted the back of her hand. She was trying to be nice, to spare him the pain of talking about his son, but he had said this much and he had to carry on.

The tea was stone cold now, so Gideon handed it to the young woman and continued.

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The colonel’s offer was accepted. Matt packed up all his things and left with him and shortly after Gideon was moved out of the flat and was given much more luxurious accommodation.  Gideon then got a job teaching at a nearby university, which paid more than handsomely, especially when new credentials—thanks to the colonel no doubt—turned up at the interview.

He never saw his son for five years.  He received some letters, each time the handwriting and spelling improved, but they said very little about what Matt was actually up to or what the military had him doing. There was no emotion in the letters either, they read as an operating manual, dull and just filled with facts.

Gideon tried to find out what Matt was doing, but he couldn’t come close, so all he had to rely on were the letters. In the end all Gideon could do was immerse himself in the diaries he had and gathered as much information as he could about the disaster, putting together clues. 

He got the shock of his life when he saw Matt again.

Gideon was out for his walk. The years had been kind to him. His job at the university and the generosity of the military meant that his home wasn’t a crappy council flat, it was a lovely home surrounded by woods and good paths so he could enjoy his surroundings.

It was getting late. The sun was sinking down behind the trees and by the small lake, Gideon saw a figure standing there, looking across the water, so sullen. It wasn’t until he got closer did he realise that it was his son, how he had always envisioned Matt would grow up to be. He was a man at last. 

At the age of 22, Matt looked strong and healthy and so handsome with his short cropped hair and slight growth of beard… he reminded Gideon of his own father, especially with those eyes.

When Matt turned and saw his father coming towards him a genuine pleasured smile formed upon his lips. He approached Gideon and pulled him into a heartfelt and crushing hug.

“I missed you, da. I’m so sorry… I’m sorry! I’m so very sorry! Forgive me… please!” 

Even when he hugged his father, when the tears streamed down his face, there was an awful loneliness emanating from him.  They stayed holding each other for a while before Matt insisted upon talking. He wanted to.

There was a lot that Matt couldn’t talk about, classified information for one, but although he revealed a lot about how the colonel helped him and how he was pushed to his very limits, Gideon knew that he had been hurt and that he had hurt others.  Matt had done some questionable things, bad things, but it was clear that he was a much stronger and better person than he ever would have been if they had stayed in their own time.

He had been taught to smile, to feel, to control his emotions and become balanced. Matt had been given a second chance at a real life. 

“I owe him a lot, dad.”  Matt admitted. “We both do. So… I want to help you. I want to stop the future from happening. We need to change it so it doesn’t end up like that.”

“I’m so pleased, Matthew. I’m more than pleased, but this colonel let you leave? Just like that?”

Not exactly.

Matt again refused to talk about how he was allowed to come back to his family.

“You are staying, aren’t you?”

“I want to help you change the future, dad. I’m here for you.”

Matt ignored the question and for the years that followed, he never mentioned it again and instead focused on the mission. Nothing else mattered to him apart from the future and unfortunately the both of them became somewhat detached from the outside world. Gideon had worried about relationships and forming bonds with the people from this time, but he needn’t have feared.

It was understood that Matt had physical needs still but Gideon needn’t have worried about Matt getting close to anyone, despite his constant reminders. Matt’s attitude to women hadn’t changed much. He mentioned there had been a few women he’d been intimate with in the military, but none he cared about. Flings, one night stands, it was all he ever needed. 

Matt did his usual when it came to women. He charmed them and seduced them to get them into bed, he screwed them and fucked them and then had nothing more to do with them.  They were all meaningless to him, but there were a couple of one night stands he recalled with great fondness and he'd let them go gently and kindly.  

All that mattered was the mission.

For eight years they investigated and prepared for the future and it wasn’t until the disappearance of the wife of one of Gideon’s old student’s, did things start to change and come together.  Everything was set in motion, Helen Cutter’s disappearance was only a catalyst to the chain of events that followed, the anomalies began to appear and the people mentioned in history stories were coming together.  

They became a part of Gideon and Matt’s lives.

Cutter, Hart, Temple, Maitland, Lewis, Lester…they were the ARC.

They kept close tabs on all of them, but when a new name propped up, it was time to make a different move.

“I have to get in there. I have to be a part of that team.” Matt threw down the new file in front of his father, his jaw clenched and tight to reign in the obvious anger he was feeling.

Gideon opened up the military file and was quite taken aback by the very youthful profile picture. This was not good.

“Remarkable likeness, I see.”

“Is that all you have to say?!” Matt sneered. “He’s a part of this! He has to be! I have to get a position in the ARC and investigate him… investigate them all!”

“It’s too early for that, Matthew.”  Gideon shook his head. “But you are right, this is a huge coincidence.  If this is the ARC’s new head of security, it’s clear that your previous employer’s intentions have to be looked at.  Though it won’t be easy to get secrets out of Colonel Becker so if you’re unable to… his son might be worth a closer look.” 




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joshinator From: joshinator Date: July 22nd, 2012 11:14 am (UTC) (Link)
Great second half. I read it and enjoyed every word
basched From: basched Date: July 22nd, 2012 06:45 pm (UTC) (Link)

Thanks! :)
nietie From: nietie Date: July 22nd, 2012 11:15 am (UTC) (Link)
Eeeee! Colonel Becker! And if it wasn't for Becker's father, I don't know what would have come of poor Matt (and poor Gideon).
basched From: basched Date: July 22nd, 2012 06:46 pm (UTC) (Link)

I think Matt would have turned out VERY differently if it weren't for Becker da! So pleased you liked it! :)
ebonyfeather From: ebonyfeather Date: July 22nd, 2012 11:38 am (UTC) (Link)
Brilliant second half! Good thing Colonel Becker caught Matt when he did.
I loved Gideon's links ot the team through the university.
basched From: basched Date: July 22nd, 2012 06:47 pm (UTC) (Link)

A very fortunate turn of events me thinks! :)

I might even do a separate story about Gideon and Cutter being his student! Such possibilities!

Thanks Ebs! Thanks very much!
freddiejoey From: freddiejoey Date: July 22nd, 2012 11:42 am (UTC) (Link)
Just excellent groovy girl.
basched From: basched Date: July 22nd, 2012 06:48 pm (UTC) (Link)

Thanks groovy Freddie! xx
fififolle From: fififolle Date: July 22nd, 2012 12:00 pm (UTC) (Link)
Woah! Awesome! It was Becker's Dad! That was a great read. It really made sense, because Matt and Gideon did have an odd sort of relationship.
basched From: basched Date: July 22nd, 2012 06:51 pm (UTC) (Link)

XD Much thanks Fifi!

I often thought about the relationship between Matt and his dad and why it seemed so strange...this was what I came up with and I'm pleased that it made sense to you too.

Thanks!
clea2011 From: clea2011 Date: July 22nd, 2012 03:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
That was a great second part. That was a really good read. And the twist at the end was brilliant - who knows what Matt might've turned into if it wasn't for Becker's dad though.
basched From: basched Date: July 22nd, 2012 06:52 pm (UTC) (Link)

I'm so pleased you liked it and the little twist at the end!

I might one day do an alternative story to that, to see how bad Matt could have gone! :)

Fanks muchly!
celeste9 From: celeste9 Date: July 22nd, 2012 04:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
Great story! So original and I love the connection to Becker. Poor broken Matt.
basched From: basched Date: July 22nd, 2012 06:54 pm (UTC) (Link)

*blushes* Thanks so much!

But don't worry, Matt is all better now! :)
entorien From: entorien Date: July 22nd, 2012 05:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
Awesome in so many ways! I love this view of Matt as an uncontrolled youth, and seeing so much detail on Gideon is both unusual and brilliant.

Please tell me you'll think of continuing this?

*Bats eyelashes*
basched From: basched Date: July 22nd, 2012 06:57 pm (UTC) (Link)
LOL your icon!

Yup, uncontrolled and feral Matt! I love the idea of it! Gideon loves his son despite what he did and to show more of Matt I had to do something more on Gideon too! The father/son relationship is very important.

I am writing a companion piece to this story called Light. (Really want to tell you more...but best not!) suffice to say it will be continuing this, kinda.

Cheers again for reading this!
knitekat From: knitekat Date: July 22nd, 2012 08:46 pm (UTC) (Link)
Ooh. Colonel Becker, rather fortunate meeting that ;)

basched From: basched Date: July 24th, 2012 08:31 am (UTC) (Link)

Hmm... fortunate or planned? ;)

Thank you so much for reading.
natchris From: natchris Date: July 23rd, 2012 12:53 am (UTC) (Link)
This is fabulous in every way. Poignant and powerful all at once
basched From: basched Date: July 24th, 2012 08:32 am (UTC) (Link)

Why thank you! XD I'm pleased you enjoyed reading it! I hope the companion fic I'm doing will be just as good!

Cheers!
judithjohn From: judithjohn Date: July 23rd, 2012 01:50 am (UTC) (Link)
*Applause*

Fantastic fic
basched From: basched Date: July 24th, 2012 08:33 am (UTC) (Link)
*bows*

You flatter me! Thank you so much!
dreamer_98 From: dreamer_98 Date: July 23rd, 2012 01:58 am (UTC) (Link)
Great look at the very dark and tortured past Matt had, and how he changed. I feel bad for poor Gideon, watching his son hurt people and himself but not being able to truly help him.

Great twist at the end with Becker's father being the one who trained Matt.
basched From: basched Date: July 24th, 2012 08:35 am (UTC) (Link)

Thank you!

I really wanted to see the darker side of Matt. Seeing his angry side portrayed by Ciaran made me want to explore this as well as the painful relationship he has with his father.

Becker's dad being the one to centre him, to train and calm him is an extra added bonus! Well..it helped me link to the next story!

Again thank you for reading and it pleases me so much to know that you enjoyed it.
flaccidduck From: flaccidduck Date: July 23rd, 2012 06:34 am (UTC) (Link)
Whatever inspired this fic, the whole thing is inspiring.

You rock girl!!
basched From: basched Date: July 24th, 2012 08:36 am (UTC) (Link)

I have inspired you? That would be fantastic! Yay!

Thank you so much for reading it! I'm all giddy now!
fredbassett From: fredbassett Date: July 23rd, 2012 08:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
I love this look at a dark, often out of control Matt and how he might have become the Matt we saw on screen.

And that was a great twist at the end.
basched From: basched Date: July 24th, 2012 08:39 am (UTC) (Link)

Again, thank you so much Fred! It means a lot!

I only hope that the companion fic i'm writing will be just as good.

Thank you!
lsellersfic From: lsellersfic Date: July 24th, 2012 05:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
Great twist at the end there!!!
basched From: basched Date: July 26th, 2012 01:30 pm (UTC) (Link)

Thank you! Much appreciation! :)
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