Owen Finds a tank! - One shot

*One shot, Infers that the Story has no Planned Sequels or Updates, And is a one time deal*

Owen Sat on the top of the Silver Mercedes Benz, Watching the Helicopter Near ever closer. Owen Grinned as he saw What the Chopper was hooked to.

A M1 Abrhams tank in Jurassic World Colours hung below, Rocking with the chopper.

Owen sat, Giddy as the helicopter Hovered over the Drop zone, And released the Tank onto the Crumbling Pavement.

It had taken a lot of Convincing, But Owen had finally convinced Masrani to let him go to Site B with a Tank for "Reasearch Purposes", Well, That wasn't Completely true, They were running some tests on the Armour Requirements for the GyroSphere and for Park Vehicles. But that doesn't mean they can't have some fun while they were here. 

Masrani had agreed on the Condition that some Specimens that were harming the Ecosystem of Site B Be removed, And some Specimens Relocated to Site A. As well, He wanted some Equipment captured 

Owen had agreed, 'I mean, What's the worst thing Masrani could want?'

He had selected 2 Other Park rangers to accompany him and Hamanda to the Island.

Masrani had rebooted the Old Ingen Centre on the Island back in 2010, But it was more of a Research Facility/station with around 14 Constant staff. These Staff monitored Site B From inside the Station, And went out Occaisonally to Collect samples or to test things. 

They had Refurbished and Rebuilt the old Workers Village and Operations centre. They had HEAVILY rebuilt the Compound fence. The old Geo-Thermal Plant still worked, But had needed a little fixing here and there.

It was a Quaint Facility, But it was very nice. 

Owen pushed these Thoughts out of his head as he walked over to Hamanda, Who had doned the Jurassic World Field Uniform - A Digital Camoflauge Comprising of Dark Greys, Blues, And Black. *As seen in the trailer* - And the Two Park rangers, Dressed In similar fashion. 

"Good morning Owen, Ready to blow some shit up?" Hamanda Asked, Owen was taken aback, he hadn't heard Hamanda curse Ever. 

"Definatley" Owen responded.

"Good, Good, Help Wilkson and Jones Unload the Supplies, We're rolling out ASAP," Hamanda ordered as he Turned around and went into the Operations centre. 

Owen Turned and began Unloading the Crates beside, And into the Tank.

"Hey, There's no Fuel Cans...?" Wilkson Asked.

"She doesn't need them, Powered by a Self Driven Slightly Nuclear Core. ." Jones replied from inside the Tank. 

"Wait, Slightly Nuclear?"

"Yes. It's nothing that can kill you, But we designed it with the lack of Fuel In mind. It's nothing Worse then the Radiation your Iphone puts out. This is the Late Prototype, They've had the Most success with this Engine." Jones answered again, This time, Crawling out of the Drivers hatch to answer. 

"Wait, Most success, What do you mean by that?" Owen asked, Interest Piqued.

"Well, They're sometimes Fickle... Like, Explosion Fickle." Jones replied, Setting the Wrench down and Climbing out.

"Great." Wilkson replied. 

"You work with Genetically engineered Dinosaurs that can tear you limb from limb and you're more worried about a Well Tested engine?" Owen asked.

"Well..."

Jones and Owen Ignored Wilkson and continued Unloading the supplies that were dropped into the compount with the tank. 

Owen wished that they had used the Other Compound, Owen had flown over it before, But it was Extremely Restricted, Due to the Raptor Population kept in there. They had Stripped some of the Tech out of there, Which resulted in the Raptors Activity, And some Workers deaths. 

Owen remembered one of the Helicopters Gunners falling out during a fly by, They didn't have time to stop and save him, Owen could never get the Screams and Bone crunching out of his head. 

Owen shook it off as he Unloaded one of ten fairly sized boxes. It was heavy.

"Be Careful with those, High Explosive Rounds aren't something to play with" Jones shouted out.

"How do you know so Much about tanks?" Owen asked, Setting down the Box of shells very carefully. 

"I was a Tank Commander for five years before Masrani Offered me a Job as an Heavy Vehicle Engineer in the park, The pay was nearly Triple what I was making in the Army. Masrani Had me Design this Tank for the park, If this goes well he said he'll order 5 More," Jones replied, As he Pointed to the JWPS #1 branded onto the Side of the Blue and Grey tank.

Jones began Explaining the tank's functions and such to Owen and Wilkson, Hamanda came out later having filled out the paper work and explained the Operation to the Staff of the Operations centre. 

As the Sun began to set, They all climbed in, and Roared off down the Path, And through the Ingen gates. 

The Interior of the Tank was bathed in a Bright red. As they listened to the Isla Nublar Radio as they drove through the Brush. 

As they coasted to a Ridge, Something appeared on the Sonar.

"Hold on Tight!!" Hamanda Shouted Before the Tank was Violently Struck From the Side, Throwing it into the air.

The crew held on tight as the Straps were pushed to the limits. The tank Landed with a deep thud. 

Owen Reached to his head, The helmet he had on had stopped the blunt of the blow, But his head hurt like hell. He looked around the cabin to see peices of Equipment scattered everywhere. He noticed upon a quick Inspection that He was the only one who had put their helmet on. 

He could hear the Running of the Trike. Owen Climbed out of his Seat and into the Gunners chair. He began to rotate the Turret, But he saw the Trike had alreay begun it's charge. 

When Owen had the Turret alligned, The Trike was metres away, Without thinking, He Pulled the trigger. 

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When Owen Awoke, He was looking up into a Bright light.

"Last Survivor Is in the Basket, Prepare for Immeadiate Evac to Site A for Medical Treatment" 

Owen heard the distant voice say. 

Owen Tried to sit up, But couldn't move anything. He could hear the Crackling of fire and an Electronic buzz... 

But nothing more. 

As owen Closed his eyes, He was loaded into the Ingen Chopper. 

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The Shell Barely made it out of the Tanks Barrel before it Went off, Having made contact with the Trike's face. The Explosion had nearly Obliterated the Tank turret-- It had also hit the Trike in a way that caused it to Flip over onto the Tank-- Crushing it, And destroying the Engine Core, Which set off an Explosion. 

Hamanda and Owen would live to tell the tale, But not Wilkson and Jones. Wilkson had been killed During the Inital Hit, He had been the Gunner, But had slammed into the Side of the Turret, And was then Crushed by an Ammo box.

Jones had been Luckier. He had survived the Inital Blow, But not the Engine Core Exploding. 

Moral: Wear bike helmets or something.

A/N: I got bored today, *Got out of classes early* Decided to write something, Wanted to Finish it earlier then I intended but, Whatever. 

The end.