EPISODE 21: EYE OF THE STORM

 

Brooklynn opens the van door, “Get in the Van, Now!” she screams. Betsy, Yasmina, and Kenji climb into the back of the Van with Bumpy and Ben. The Van sped off before the raptors arrived. The alpha male raptor screeched at the fleeing Van. The alpha female chirps to her mate before the pack of raptors begins feeding on the injured tyrannops.

 

A loud cackle can be heard from the heavens, the blue skies are quickly engulfed in dark clouds as rain besieged the island of slaughter. Lightning flashes across the darkened skies and with it thunderous roars. Winds began to pick up as rain grew stronger. The local wildlife began retreating in the rain. 

 

A stampede of gallimimus began charging past the fleeing Van, followed by smaller swarms of compsognathus and procompsognathus then smaller herbivores such as leptoceratops, dryosaurus, and homalocephale; Then came their bigger cousins. The van swerves to avoid hitting the smaller dinosaurs only to cross the paths with an angry diabloceratops. The van took a detour to avoid the angry four horned ceratopsid. Kenji drove them back until they saw what appeared to be artificial lights, the electronic gate humming before opening themselves for the Van to pass through. They were back at the Penthouse. They parked the Van, as the campers and their ankylosaurus took refuge inside the large residential building. The rain and wind battered the tall structure. The Campers were watching a CGI animated show about some kids stranded in a forest with monsters on the backup TV when a large tree fell on top of one of the power generators, cutting off power to the hatchery and the penthouse.

 

“Okay, no need to panic. Just lock the doors and stay away from the doors, we will head for the upper floors. That should keep us safe from any of the smaller dinosaurs that might want to come in,” Kenji orders.

 

“We might want a window,” Darius suggested.

 

“As long as it's closed, we don’t want to draw our scent here,” Sammy countered.

 

“I’ll go get blankets,” Betsy gestures to Brooklynn to come with her.

 

The wind battered the tall house with ever increasing instisity, the loud footsteps of a large theropod could be heard. The giganotosaurus growls at the depowered electric fence as it eyes the penthouse. The fence was designed to keep medium sized theropods out. The giganotosaurus bumps its snout against the electric fence. Wires are ripped from their moorings as the Giganotosaurus walks through the medium height fence. 

 

The table shook as the giganotosaurus slowly encroached on the house. Its snout edges across the second floor bedroom window and like a big cat, the giganotosaurus began rubbing its snouts against the building to scrape away the rotting flesh trapped between its teeth.

 

The teenagers glance at each other nervously. The scrape nosing and the scratching echoed and reverberated through the penthouse. Followed by the theropod’s groans and occasional growls but never a full roar. The house shook as the giganotosaurus lightly slammed its body against the house, roughly rubbing its scent onto the building marking its territory. 

 

The spinosaurus slowly encroaches on both house and spinosaurus, the giganotosaurus flares its forearms out before bellowing at the sailed back crocodile-snouted theropod. The spinosaurus, having just fed slowly, turns around and heads back into the forest. The giganotosaurus snapped his jaws at his competitor.

 

The roars spook Brooklynn and Sammy as they start whimpering. The giganotosaurus snaps back around to the house. The others grew more vigilant in their patrols around the house. Darius bolted to the second floor’s master bedroom, he spotted the girls were hiding underneath the bedspread when he turned to see a large green eye was peering through the window directly at him. He remembered hearing something about the dinosaur's sight being based on movement so he stayed his ground, not moving a single muscle. 

 

The Giganotosaurus turns its jaws towards the window, before pulling its head back then  throwing its head forward into the window. Glass flies across the room as the dinosaur's jaws gape wide open like a mutant alligator. Darius jumps in the opposite direction of the girls, the giganotosaurus moves its head to catch Darius as it traps the boy in its jaws. The two girls watched helplessly as the dinosaur retracted its head out of the house. All that remained of Darius was the blood soaked wooden planks. The thunderous footsteps grew quieter as the giganotosaurus retreated back into the jungle.

 

“Noooooo!!!!!” Sammy screamed as she bolted from under the bed, she fell to her knees, holding the dinosaur Darius had given her. As she was sobbing Yaz grabbed her by the arm tugging her closer to the door, “Come on Sammy!” Yasmina feared the giganotosaurus would return any second or some other predatory dinosaur.

 

Betsy enters the room only to freeze up at the sight of Darius’s blood, her thoughts immediately went back to Vic and how he died by Tiff’s hands. Then how Tiff was eaten in front of her. Her thoughts wandered, the spinosauruses that attacked their boat… Roxie and Dave! Did they get eaten too? Betsy then took a deep breath. 

 

Six months later…

The Penthouse was fortified from scraps of metal made from the cars and surrounding structures. Since the electric fences were no longer functional, barbed wires and makeshift fire barriers were erected. Sammy had erected a tombstone for Darius and Vic. Betsy was in charge of making weapons, sharpened spears and a simple bow. Kenji was currently on look out, he placed Ben in charge of keeping an eye on their guns and their remaining ammo supply. Brooklynn was sent with Yaz and Arthur to gather berries from the forest.

 

Sammy spots some strawberry guava, a family of dryosauruses were seen attempting to climb onto the tree’s branches. One finally made it, now it focuses to reach the guava. Yaz picks up a rock and tosses it at the dryosauruses causing the small herbivorous dinosaurs to scatter. Yaz gestured to Sammy and Arthur to get the fruit. They learned non-verbal communication was the key to their survival. If they made any unnecessary sounds, it would attract the theropods.

 

Arthur spots a large theropod footprint, he believes that it was from the giganotosaurus since coming here the only large theropods he had seen were the giganotosaurus and the spinosaurus. The footprint itself looked about a week old. Sammy filled her basket full of strawberry guava. She nods to Yasmina. Yasmina nods back before exchanging a glance with Arthur who was preoccupied with the dinosaur footprint, he didn’t even fill his basket full of fruit yet. So she picked up a rock and threw at him, Arthur quickly scrambles to his basket to collect the fruit. Yasmina carefully eyes the surrounding jungle with her tranquilizer rifle, seeing what had happened to Darius, she didn’t wish for it to happen again with either Sammy nor Arthur.

 

Two monolophosaurus eyes the trio of humans from a safe distance. They were growing increasingly bolder since the human’s arrival, even more so when the power went out. The only thing they feared were the electric fences, larger theropods and a pack of velociraptors. Yet they remain cautious around the humans, whether it was instinct or vague memories of their former human handlers, the monolophosaurus must keep their distance from the campers; they patiently await for nightfall before making their move.

 

The spotted raptor pack slowly encroached on Kyouryumura, this was their seventh attempt to breach the camper’s barricade. The last six times ended in failure. Unlike their Nublar and Sorna cousins, the velociraptors of Matanceros were more dim witted than their counterparts. The alpha barked to his subordinates to charge towards the carricaded penthouse. Again the fire barriers were turned on, the alpha snarls as his pack comes fleeing back to his side. The alpha male and female howl in defeat before retreating back into the jungle.

 

The monolophosaurus pair slowly make their way to the Kyouryumura, they cautiously avoid a sleeping herd of Pinacosaurus resting between the trees. The pair of monolophosaurus stopped by the spotted raptors. The raptor park snarls at the larger monolophosaurus. The monolophosaurus roared in return, the spotted raptors quickly retreated from their sight. The monolophosauruses were now unhindered, continuing down to the compound.  They approached the penthouse, the scent of fire and oil was heavy in the air. These little traps were too small to deter them away. Next were the sharpened logs that judged out of the ground, it hindered the monolophosauruses from the penthouse entryway. The monolophosaurus could see movement stirring within the penthouse.

 

Yasmina, Kenji, Betsy, Ben, and Sammy mobilized on the penthouse roof. They aimed their bows and tranquilizer rifles down at the monolophosauruses. Kenji nodded to Yasmina. The athlete girl fired her bow, the arrow was coated with tranquilizer drug. It struck the leading monolophosaurus in the neck. Its thick hide helped cushion most of the damage but the arrow did its job. The drug had slowly entered the dinosaur’s blood stream. Sammy fired her bow into its companion. Kenji then nods to Ben and Betsy, they fired a second dosage into the two monolophosauruses. The male monolophosaurus bolted away first then the female followed suit.

 

The campers sigh in relief. They were fortunate that the giganotosaurus hasn’t attempted to test their defenses in the last six months and they hope it never will.

EPISODE 22: THE LONG RUN

 

Isla Matanceros - January 18th, 2016

 

The following week after Darius's death. Sammy hasn’t left her room since the night Darius was gobbled up by the giganotosaurus. Betsy knocked on her door.

 

“Come in,” Sammy weekly answered.

 

“How are you holding up?” Betsy asked.

Sammy silently nodded. Betsy slowly approaches her, “May I sit next to you?” she asked.

 

Sammy again nodded. Betsy sits next to the farm girl, “I’ve lost my father a month ago, I know it's not the same but It's the same pain I felt when we lost Vic,” Betsy tried to empathize. She then thought of Arthur, how she feared to lose him like how Sammy lost Darius sent a shiver down her spine and ache in her heart. She buries the thought into the back of her mind, she must get Sammy back with the others, “We need you Sammy,” Betsy placed her hand on the girl’s shoulder, Sammy leaned over to hug Betsy. Betsy's eyes widened before accepting the hug as Sammy cried on her shoulder.

 

Isla Nublar - June 18th, 2016. Six Months after the 2015 Isla Nublar incident.

 

Masrani and InGen returned to the island to retrieve the rib bone of the indominus rex. Two teams were sent, the engineering team by helicopter and the retrieval team by submersible.  The first team sent their engineer on foot to remotely open the mosasaurus lagoon. Now the retrieval team was able to gain access to the sample. They ignorantly believed that the mosasaurus would have been dead, yet they failed to understand basic lepidosaurian biology… lepidosaurs can survive months without food. The submersible robotic arms cut off a piece of the indominus rex’s rib before attaching a balloon to it as it floats to the surface. The helicopter scooped up the indominus’ rib fragment as it headed back to main street to retrieve its engineer. The mosasaurus waits above the submersible now alerted to its presence. Though the retrieval team were successful in their mission to retrieve the sample they were suddenly silenced by the queen of the lagoon.

 

The engineer was distracted by the rain and thunder battering what's left of main street. He failed to hear the warnings of his crew on the helicopter. He realized almost too late that the Island’s resident Tyrannosaurus was now in front of him. Roberta bellows at the engineer as he flees to the helicopter, leaving behind the remote lagoon gate pad. Roberta stomps on the device, preventing the gates from closing.

 

The engineer manages to grab a hold of the metal ladder rope as Roberta continues to chase him. The helicopter takes off but Roberta bites and holds the metal rope ladder preventing the helicopter from continuing further. The engineer screams as Rexy tugs and pulls the helicopter around before the tyrannosaurus releases the rope ladder out of frustration. She roars at the fleeing helicopter as it moves dangerously close to the lagoon’s waters. 

The engineer laughs in relief, so glad to be alive after all that. The calm lagoon water suddenly explodes into a shower of mist and water droplets as the mosasaurus clamps her jaws around the engineer dragging him into the lagoon below. The helicopter continued off in the distance without him as they returned to Masrani/InGen headquarters before heading off to the Lockwood estate for their next pet project.

 

Isla Matanceros - Six Months after the 2015 Isla Nublar incident.

 

Brooklynn was searching for berries in the middle of the forest, nightfall was approaching fast and she needed to finish her berrie collective quota. She wasn’t going to allow Betsy nor Ben to beat her in collecting the most berries this month. She then heard an odd sound coming from a bush nearby. A pair of white glowing eyes looked out from the ferns. Brooklynn leans in to get a better look, she feels a sharp pain piercing through her shoulder before her arm goes numb. She turned her head to see what had happened, a raptor-like dinosaur had bitten her shoulder. Its eyes were glowing white. Thick white saliva drips from its fangs before releasing its jaws from her shoulder. Brooklynn released a bone chilling scream.

 

The Troodon’s venom acts fast in paralyzing her body. She felt her throat begin to tighten, cutting her scream short. She began choking on her own saliva, her body began to twitch and convulse. The Troodon sits and waits for the girl to fully succumb to its venom. The troodon slowly encroaches on the pink hair girl, it opens its jaws ready to tear its teeth into her flesh. A whizzing noise cuts through the air, the troodon snarls as a dart pierces its hide; then several more, it bolts off. Betsy jumps out from behind the tree, she holsters her dart gun as she bends over to help Brooklynn up. 

 

“Brooklynn,” Betsy whispered. She looked at the girl’s shoulder, her wound looked bad: It was ragged and there was thick white saliva deep inside the bite wound. Betsy looked at Brooklynn’s eyes, they were shaking and were bloodshot. The troodon’s pack were now fully alerted to their presence.

 

“Shit, that bastard was just a scout!” she cursed to herself as she lifted Brooklynn up by the shoulder. “Come on, Brooklynn” she and her companion start to move from their current location. The Troodons creepy growls echoed in the darkness, they were not too far behind. 

 

The two campers continued through the dark forest, “Where almost to Ben and Bumpy, just hang on, Brooklynn” Betsy continued chatting to her friend.

 

“Betsy… Have you seen my phone? I need to update my social media profile… my Brooklander followers need me” Brooklynn uttered.

 

“We're almost there, Brooklynn, just hang on,” Betsy urges.

 

“Getting sleepy… So tired, I just need to rest… yes, that what i need, rest,” Brooklynn’s pupils dilate. Her breathing grows shallower and shallower. The troodons surround Betsy and Brooklynn, cutting them off from evading their pack any further. Their glowing white eyes shine within the pale moonlight. Their creepy growls reverberate through the forest. Brooklynn briefly wakes up, her eye pupils fade leaving behind solid green orbs in the white of her eyes. “My phone,” she leaves Betsy’s side.

 

“Brooklynn, no!” Betsy tries to grab Brooklynn’s hand but she is too late. Brooklynn had bolted off towards the troodons, believing their shiny eyes were the lightscreen of her Phone. The troodons pause and stare at Brooklynn curiously. In the same moment the ground shook, an overzealous troodon broke from rank to bite Brooklynn but was met with a hard smack from the club tail of Bumpy, the young ankylosaurus roared angrily at the bird-like dinosaurs. Ben leaps off of Bumpy’s armored back with a heavy branch. He clubs one of the nearest troodons with it. 

 

35 minutes ago…

 

Ben and Betsy were gathering berries, the day’s light was growing darker as the sun began to set. As the sky grew darker, they heard Brooklynn screaming in the distance, “Brooklynn!” Betsy bolted on ahead of Ben and Bumpy.

 

Ben continued to collect berries, hoping for the best. Betsy seemed like a tough girl; she could handle anything, he thought. The forest grew darker and darker as he waited for their return. He could faintly hear dinosaurs growling up ahead.

 

“I must not run away… I must not run away.. I must not run away!” he started to panic into a mantra. Bumpy groaned as the scent of troodon was heavy in the air. She bumped her snout into Ben. The boy was terrified, he feared the worst was happening to the two girls. The troodons chirps were growing louder. Faintly Ben could hear something sounding like a human voice among the growls, snarls and chirps. 

 

He picks up a heavy branch before climbing onto Bumpy’s back as he tugs on her armored back to move forward. His heart was racing as it violently pounds against his sternum. The ankylosaurus raced across the dark forest path. There they both saw Betsy and Brooklynn at the mercy of the troodon pack. Bumpy spun around as she smacked a troodon in the face with her tail club. The frail theropod is sent flying into a nearby fern bush. Ben leaps off of Bumpy’s armored back with a heavy branch. A troodon bolted for him, he howled like a madman as he swung the heavy branch into the venomous dinosaur sending it backwards.

 

Present..

 

The lead troodon was surprised by the sudden attack. The other troodons broke rank as they avoided being trampled by Bumpy. Ben howls as he chases after some of the fleeing Troodons. Only for them to turn around to snap their jaws at him. Ben loses his footing briefly, before snapping back to hit another troodon in the neck with the branch. Bumpy bolted towards the troodons near Ben, she bellowed at them. The frail theropods retreat back into the fern bushes. The lead troodon growls at the other troodons to retreat. Ben climbs onto Bumpy as he helps Betsy to hoist Brooklynn on to the ankylosaurus’s back. Betsy climbed onto Bumpy’s back last. Ben tugged on her back scales and the young ankylosaurus began heading back to the Kyouryomaru Compound.

 

“We’ve made it,” Betsy's voice crackled as she fought back, wanting to cry. Tears slowly start flowing from her eyes as she struggles to move her friend to the penthouse. Yaz and Kenji arrive to turn on the fire barriers after Betsy, Ben, Brooklynn and Bumpy crossed the threshold. 

 

The Troodons followed the ankylosaurus and the campers back to the compound, they quickly bolted through the opened gates as they darted towards the large building when they were suddenly hit by an intense heat as the fire forms a protective wall between the troodons and the penthouse. 

 

Betsy gets Brooklynn to her bed, the fire barriers do their best to keep the Troodons away but they are patient, they will wait. 

 

“Don’t leave me, mommy” Brooklynn grabs Betsy by the wrist as she hallucinates that Betsy was her mother.

 

“I’m not going anywhere, sweety” Betsy pulls a chair up to Brooklynn’s bed. Brooklynn smiles at Betsy, warmly. Betsy smiled in return. Betsy shoots a look at Sammy, “Sammy, I am going to need some hot water and a washcloth. If there are any medications in the bathroom or even a medkit I need them too,” Betsy commanded.

 

Sammy nodded as she bolted from the bedroom to the master bathroom. She searches the bathroom for some medication, she finds a medical case with a big fat red cross on it. She flips the latches as she pulls out one of the medkits out of the casket.

 

She opens the medkit and she examines the contents. Antibiotics, antiseptics, rubbing alcohol, pain killers, gauzes, bandaids, it's all here. Sammy closes the medkit as she heads back to the room. She places the medkit on the table before opening it, “Don’t worry, Betsy. I know how to treat that bite wound” Sammy smiled with confidence.

 

“How? Oh yeah, your family owns a farm but wait how are you?” Betsy asked as she pointed at the medkit then to Brooklynn.

 

“It looks a bit different from a rattler bite…” Sammy turned her head to see Brooklynn suddenly trying to escape her bed.

 

“There here, inside the penthouse!” Brooklynn’s shrunken pupils dart across the room. Hallucinations of the little dinosaurs were surrounding her bed, “Get them away from me!”

 

“…I am going to need a tranquilizer! Now!” Sammy ordered.

 

Yasmina unholsters her tranquilizer gun and darts Brooklynn in the back, Sammy eyes narrow at Yasmina, “Yaz! How could you!” Sammy bellows.

 

“She was a danger to herself as well as others,” Yasmina made no apologies while placing her dart gun back into its holster. She looked cool like a professional security officer even though she is just imitating what she had seen in crime dramas.

 

“So cool” Betsy’s eyes widened, “I mean, that was reckless, Yaz” Betsy tries to act serious as Sammy now is giving her a mean look.

 

“Well that should do it for now,” Sammy tended to Brooklynn’s wounds, using all the knowledge she had learned from her time on her family farm. Admittingly this was the first time she ever had to treat a human.

 

The troodons stared at the fire barriers intensely as though they were mesmerized by the dancing flames. The alpha troodon breaks his attention from the flames as he starts to hoot. Kenji wondered why hadn't these dinosaurs moved yet? He pulls out a white rod before “breaking” it, he shakes the white rod until it illuminates into a glow stick before tossing it towards the fences. The glow stick reveals the glowing eyes of several troodons, they had leapt onto the depowered electric fence; they were observing the penthouse, looking for weaknesses in the camper’s defense. The other troodons began to hoot ominously across the forest.

EPISODE 23: A RUDE AWAKENING

 

The Monolophosauruses could hear the distant roars of an ankylosaurus followed by some human howling along with troodons snarling. The two monolophosauruses decided to sit this one out remembering the last time they went to that place but also not many local carnivorous dinosaurs would want to take on a troodon pack and live to regret it. The noises died down for a while. The Monolophosauruses continued down the forest path, they eventually reached the Isla Matancero docks, two large spinosauruses arose from the water dragging a dolphin on to the shore.

 

The dolphin was brutally gutted as the spinosauruses made short work of the aquatic mammal. The slightly larger spinosaurus growls at the slightly shorter one. Outside of a slight height difference, the two spinosauruses were identical in appearance; they were twins. The slightly taller one began licking his brother’s face, it was bleeding from a fight he had sustained from a fight from a larger predator.

 

Yasmina notices the lights are beginning to flicker, “I am going to go check up on our fuel supplies,” with which she leaves Brooklynn’s room as she heads down to the basement. She sees Ben feeding Bumpy some grapes downstairs.

 

“Ben, I need your help” Yasmina walked past him, “Help me get this fuel to the generators, please” she gestures to the last gasoline container.

 

Ben helps Yasmina to refuel the Generators in the basement of the penthouse. “That's the last of it, we have at least a day of power left,” Yasmina explains to Ben.

 

“Can’t we just borrow the gas from the other places?” Ben asked.

 

“The problem is Ben, we already did that. I have marked off all of the places that we have visited. Except for one,” Yasmina stares at the map of Isla Matanceros. She encircled a facility at the far side of the island. “This is the Isla Matanceros Observation Complex. Sammy and I scouted the outskirts last month. It’s roughly a two day journey on foot and about half a day in a Jeep. Unfortunately, the place is crawling with Raptors and…”

 

Kenji was outside staring at the troodons roosting on the depowered electric fence. The troodons bobbed their heads in a very bird-like manner. Occasionally a few troodons would break the silence with a sharp raspy chirp or hiss.

 

Arthur was monitoring the fire barriers, its flame was growing weaker. The troodons slowly began approaching the penthouse. Kenji runs to the other side of the penthouse roof. “Arthur, get back inside, now!” Kenji ordered,

 

Arthur quickly bolted to the door, he quickly pushed a large dresser in front of it before heading off to the roof. The fire barrier’s flames finally die off one by one. The troodons growl in unison as they charge towards the penthouse entrances. They stop momentarily to scout the yard surrounding the penthouse. The troodons stare up at the humans on the roof, they sniff the air, the stench of humans weighs heavily in the air. The troodons jaws salviatae, the various troodon packs begin nipping at their rivals before the leading troodons hiss to keep their members in line. 

 

Betsy and Sammy were still looking after Brooklynn. The growls of the troodons made the girls uneasy and on edge. The penthouse is secured, there is no way they could get inside even with that window that got destroyed… unless Troodons were good climbers, the Betsy thought. 

 

A pack of troodons spotted the shattered window, two stories up. The troodons began climbing onto the wall where the giganotosaurus had left gashes. The troodons chirp in anticipation as they slowly approach the shattered window.

 

Unfortunately for the troodons, their reputation as the most dangerous dangers on Isla Matanceros was geared only to medium sized theropods and smaller. The ground shook. Rain started to pick up out of nowhere. A large sail breaks from the tree line past the depowered electric fences. Then another sail following the first one. It was the two spinosauruses, the same ones that sank their boat. Gar and False Gar, Kenji had named them in honor of Darius nicknaming the dinosaurs they encountered.

 

Gar was the biggest of the brothers while False Gar had a fresh scar on the side of his face. Gar roared angrily at the troodons before charging in to devour the smaller theropods; like fish in a barrel. The troodons toxic bites were inconsequential to the much larger spinosauruses. False Gar probed his snout into the damaged window seal, snatching away the troodons that were escaping into the penthouse. The fleeing troodons managed to unhinge the door in their desperate bid for survival. Allowing them to gain access to the rest of the penthouse. False Gar dugs his snout deeper into the room before retracting his snout, he roared as he began to claw away at the floor. 

 

Kenji and Arthur were shooting at the spinosauruses with their tranquilizer pistols but the darts either bounced off or the darts tranq dosage was insufficient. Gar roared at the roofers. “Let’s go, Arthur” Kenji ordered Arthur towards the roof hatch. The two boys quickly charged down a flight of stairs before reaching the floor where Betsy, Brooklynn, and Sammy were at. The sounds of Troodons filled the hallway. 

 

Betsy and Sammy could faintly hear the troodons just beyond their door. Betsy races to shut the door closed. The troodons leap at the door, a loud thud could be heard from the outside. Betsy and Sammy use their bodies to keep the door from budging further. Kenji fires a clip of tranquilizer darts into the troodon. It flops on the ground drugged out of its gourd. The other two troodons turn their attention back on the boys. Arthur throws a smoke bomb at the two troodons, smoke fills the air as the troodons race down the stairs to escape the smoke. The smoke sweeps through into the girl’s room.

 

Betsy and Sammy quickly rush over to Brooklynn to escape the smoke. Arthur opens the door letting all of the smoke into the room, “Come lets go!” Arthur shouts. The roof cracked as the floor shook and walls buckled and vibrated violently as the spinosauruses were ripping out chunks of the penthouse. Betsy and Sammy help lift up Brooklynn as the campers make their way to the basement. Brooklynn slowly gained consciousness, her feet were dragging on the floor. She spots two troodons scratching at the front entrance trying desperately to escape the building before blacking out again.

 

Brooklynn suddenly reawakens again. She was in the basement. Betsy was watching over her while Sammy was checking the girl’s bandages. Fortunately the basement was large enough for Bumpy to be with them. But it wasn’t safe for them to remain here. The ceiling shook violently as dust fell off the ceiling. “Kenji, there is a tunnel that leads out of here. I studied the blueprints thoroughly, it should take us directly to the IMOC,” Yasmina explains.

 

“IMOC?” Arthur asked, “What's an IMOC?”

 

“It's the Isla Matanceros Operations Complex” Kenji answered, “My father built it”

 

“Okay so let's go already,” Arthur insisted.

 

“Don’t have to ask me twice,” Ben said as he climbed onto Bumpy’s back.

 

“Fortunately these tunnels are huge…” Kenji replied, it just wasn't the same without Darius around.

 

The campers made their way into the service tunnels, it reminded the campers of the ones from Isla Nublar. They heard a loud crash as dust and debris filled the basement they once were in. The penthouse was destroyed. 

 

Betsy remembered being one of these when she first arrived on this island. Other than the ominous dripping of leaked pipes, the campers footsteps and the haunting howling of air escaping, the tunnels were void of sound; eerily so. 

 

After a two day journey through the tunnel encountering nothing but the occasional skeletal InGen worker remains, they began to encroach the water treatment plant underneath the IMOC.

 

The facility had large water tanks everywhere, some filled with clean water, dirty water, or various chemicals. Large machines churn and scream as they purify the artificial water reservoir. The campers slowly made their way topside. Kenji carefully opens the metal door leading to the outside. There was nothing outside other than the usual Costa Rican architectural buildings. Kenji took a step out, he gasped as he saw the sleeping form of a very large theropod dinosaur, it was the giganotosaurus. A pack of procompsognathus were pecking in between the massive dinosaur’s teeth; like a bird cleaning a crocodile’s teeth.

EPISODE 24: ESCAPE FROM ISLA MATANCEROS

 

Kenji glances around the complex and sees the communications tower antenna have been permanently disabled, a large cluster of pterosaur nests now sits on top of where the antennae once stood. Kenji closes the door and turns to face the group. “We're not going out that way,” he simply tells the group.

 

“Why not?” Ben asked.

 

“Because there is a gigantosaurus out there,” Kenji explained.

 

“Gigantosaurus? Don’t you mean, Giganotosaurus?” Arthur corrected.

 

“Arthur, don’t be a nerd,” Kenji retorts.

 

“So what are we going to do?” Yasmina asked impatiently. 

 

Kenji glances at Brooklynn, Sammy and Betsy. They looked exhausted, he then looked over at Ben and Bumpy, their on edge. Arthur was pacing back and forth impatiently while Yaz was giving Kenji a meaningful stare. He was their leader, he must make a decision. 

 

“Alright, we're going to sneak past that thing if we want get to the administration building,” Kenji said calmly, he pulls out the map, “Once there we will take the underwater tunnel, it should take us to Isla Muertes, hopefully there we can find a communications station and call for help”

 

“Okay,” Arthur nods.

 

“Okay, remember nice and slow,” Kenji pulls the door open as he motions to the other campers to proceed on ahead. They carefully walked past the sleeping giganotosaurus. Its heavy breathing briefly halts as the large theropod opens its jaws agape, howling a loud yawn, the heavy breathing returns shortly afterwards. Yasmina feels a pressure building up in her nasal cavity. She attempts to hold back but despite her resistance she blows out a loud sneeze. The rest of the campers turn towards the athletic girl in an accusatory glare. Their eyes collectively dart back to the sleeping giganotosaurus.

 

His yellow cat-like eyes stared back at the tiny humans. It wasn’t before long the giant theropod was on his taloned feet. He flared open his massive jaws as he announced his presence with a mighty roar. The campers bolted towards the administration building. The giganotosaurus was gaining on them fast. The campers zigzagged through a blockade of abandoned jeeps. The abandoned vehicles did little to impede the carnivorous behemoth. The campers passed under a series of rib-like archways. The giganotosaurus roared angrily. The Campers stopped to take a breath, they were safe for the moment. The Giganotosaurus bites down on the archways, pulling and twisting the metal structure off its foundations. 

 

“Oh shit!” Arthur howls.

 

“Get inside!” Kenji commanded.

 

The giganotosaurus tosses the metal archway across the pavement road. The metal rib-like structure screeches across the concrete sending metal sparks flying. The massive theropod lunges at the next archway. The campers scramble to push past Kenji as Sammy and Ben squeeze themselves through the doorway. The giganotosaurus drops the archway from his jaws as he power walks closer to the building. Arthur grabs Betsy by the shoulder as he encourages her to enter the admin building. The giganotosaurus lunges at the archway hanging above the building entrance. Brooklyn screamed as the Giganotosaurus jaws clamped around the archway, the force of the bite caused the metal to buckle like a soda can.

 

“Brooklynn, don’t think just run!” Yasmina shouted. Brooklyn squeezed through the doorway. The giganotosaurus throws the archway into a nearby building. Yasmina and Kenji stare up at the giant reptile. The hungry theropod lowered its snout towards the trapped campers. Its yellow cat-like eyes glared at the two humans under the remaining archways. Slowly the giganotosaurus surrounds the remaining rib-like archway. A roar drew the giganotosaurus’ attention away from Kenji and Yasmina. A tyrannosaurus barges its way through some stacked crates. The tyrannosaurus was male due to its green coloring but it was smaller than Rexy by several meters. The giganotosaurus slowly made its way to the intruder. The tyrannosaurus reaches in to bite the giganotosaurus on the ankle as Yasmina and Kenji quickly flee into the administration building. 

 

The giganotosaurus uses its massive head as a battering ram into the smaller tyrannosaurus’s skull. The small rex stumbles into the nearby building. The giganotosaurus bites onto the tyrannosaurus’s skull before throwing it across the street into a bus station. The giganotosaurus stomps on the rex’s ribs before roaring triumphantly. The giganotosaurus’ roars echoed through the hallowed halls of the admin building. The sounds of the tyrannosaurus’s dying whelps were suddenly silenced.

 

Yasmina and Kenji quickly shutted the door. They stopped to catch their breath. They regroup with the others as they make their way down the tagged colored lines. The administration building was abandoned like the others. Just dead security monitors and moss growing everywhere.

 

The campers could hear faint footsteps down the hallway. The campers slowly made their way in the opposite direction; not wishing to run into whatever was making those footsteps. They walked down a flight of stairs leading into the bowels of the administration building.

 

As they traversed deeper, they had entered a stone clad dungeon-like room which was then replaced with large pipes and burnt out furnaces decorated the bowles like some sort of torture room. The room was growing progressively darker the further they traversed through it.

 

They found themselves inside a new chamber, it resembled a warehouse with boxes and large cages. There was a main tunnel leading beyond a pumping station. A large plaque above the main tunnel was entitled Isla Muertes, 10 miles. 

 

“This must be the underwater tunnels,” Kenji pointed out.

 

“Hey, you think we might see some aquatic prehistoric animals?” Arthur asked.

 

“Don’t be stupid, we are out in the middle of nowhere. I highly doubt there would be any caged aquatic animals on Matanceros” Kenji deadpanned.

 

“Awww, that sucks” Arthur replied disappointed.

 

The campers casually pass by several abandoned cages ranging from big to small; unaware of the creatures they once contained. Several forklifts were left abandoned in the tunnels along with crates of supplies. Thick beads of gray saliva drip from the abandoned cage door handle onto the floor.

 

Sammy spots something moving beyond the derelict forklifts and crates. She spots a set of stegosaurus plates moving along a cache of supply crates. “Hey there is a baby stegosaurus down here,” Sammy points at the supply cache.

The plates were oddly shaped even for a stegosaurus, they were sharper and leaner than typical stegosaurid plates. Sammy rushed over to the cache, the creature retreated away from the farmer girl.

 

“Hey don’t be frightened,” Sammy calls out to the frightened creature.

 

Bumpy began groaning, she bolted towards Sammy swinging her tail club. Sammy turns around, frightened that Bumpy was acting weird. Bumpy slowly approached Sammy before protectively placing herself between Sammy and the creature.The creature’s yellow menacing eyes shone through the shadows of the derelict forklift cabin. It leaps out into view. Its back was adorned in modified stegosaurus plates. Its tail was even spiked like a stegosaurus but its body was that of a theropod. It looked like an oversized compsognathus covered in green, black and blue scales, reaching roughly half the size of a velociraptor. It licks its eye like a frog. Thick beads of gray saliva drip from its jaws.

 

The Compstegnathus bolts towards Bumpy, she swings her club tail only to miss. The Compstegnathus was now riding on her back. The hybrid theropod began trying to bite into her thick armored shell.

 

Sammy quickly grabs a supply crate lid and bashes it into the Compstegnathus, sending the hybrid back into the forklift.

 

“It's a hybrid!” Sammy screamed.

 

Betsy screamed as a compstegnathus snapped at her from behind one of the cages. Arthur unloads his tranq dart gun into it. The compstegnathus retreats from the pain.

 

“Let’s go!” Kenji commands.

 

The campers flee down the tunnels as the other compstegnathus slowly flock behind them. It felt like an eternity as they ran down the concrete tunnel. The compstegnathus that were trailing behind them didn’t seem to be in a hurry to catch up to the campers, instead they slowly formed a wall of themselves cutting the campers off from Isla Matanceros. 

 

“Over there,” Arthur points at a long cylindrical tube covered in windows. It was a monorail train. It looked like it was in mint condition too despite being inside an abandoned tunnel.

 

“No, not another train” Betsy remembered the last time they took a monorail ride.

 

“There is no time to debate this, Betsy,” Arthur argued.

 

“Looks like we have no choice,” Yasmina replied.

 

Betsy and Brooklynn were reluctant to board the train but Yasmina gently nudged the two girls on board anyway. The rest of the campers and Bumpy followed suit. 

“Does anyone know how to operate this thing?” Kenji asked.

 

The train door suddenly closed before the compstegnathus could enter. The lights suddenly came to life as the train began moving on its own. The Compstegnathus suddenly loses interest in the monorail train as they retreat back to the Isla Matancero side of the tunnel.

 

The train steadily was picking up speed. Before long the monorail train was moving at breakneck speeds as it soars down the underwater tunnel. Yasmina glanced at the wall, a BioSyn logo was plastered on it. 

 

“Biosyn, again?” Yasmina commented. She glances at Brooklynn, recalling that her parents worked at Biosyn. She wanted to ask Brooklynn something but the speakers began to crackle to life.

 

“Welcome to Isla Muertes, don’t let the name alarm you if you are familiar with the spanish language as Muertes means Death. We here at Biosyn Genetics, are the number #1 genetics corporation in safety and protocol. Please, enjoy your stay” the prerecorded lines finish.

 

“The Island of death? Just perfect,” Kenji sighs.

 

“It can’t be any worse than the other island,” Ben added. 

 

“I got a bad feeling about this,” Betsy deadpanned.

 

The monorail train finally arrives at its destination. The train door opens as the train’s power slowly shuts down. The Campers were unaware they were being watched by the surveillance camera.

 

A blonde man with combed hair wearing tinted sunglasses sat in a dark room monitoring the security feeds. “So there were others. Teenagers, as described by the two prisoners. This is most interesting… hmmm, it seems the vice chairman’s daughter is among them. How unfortunate,” the man spoke with a deep grutal English accent, he then grinned.

EPISODE 25: ISLAND OF DEATH

 

Slowly the Campers disembarked from the monorail train. They cautiously surveyed their surroundings and they spotted more empty cages. Not wishing to stay any longer they bolted towards the stairs. The building they had entered was almost identical to the Matanceros Admin building until they left the basement. This building had power and like the monorail it was in mint condition. Security cameras slowly follow the campers with their gaze, collectively feeding in pictures to the control room. The tinted glasses man smirked as he typed at his console.

 

The campers were slowly guided to the menagerie, they entered an open chamber with a series of long catwalks crisscrossing the entire room. Below the catwalks was foliage with moon windows above allowing sunlight to enter the room. The foliage swayed as animal life stirred below and in one chamber the sounds of pigs snorting were heard nearby. A long automated crane arms reach into one of the enclosures to pull out a fat pig. The Pig squealed as it was transported to one of the chambers. The pig is cruelly dropped into the pen.

 

“That's cruel,” Brooklynn and Betsy said in unison. Sammy ran over to see what happened to the pig. Her expression softened, “It's okay the pig is okay” Sammy reassured everyone. The pig is suddenly swept across the enclosured. Its body is now covered in blood. Sammy felt the pigs blood sprayed onto her face, she stumbled backwards, her face filled with terror as the pig is lifted up by an odd looking dinosaur. 

 

It was as big as a parasaurolophus and even had its signature crest. However its body resembles more of a large Raptor than a parasaur. The Paradeinonychus releases the pig from her jaws before snapping the pig back into them making a loud sickening crunch. The sounds of a familiar chirp were heard in the next pen, it was a pack of compstegnathus. The robot crane arm drops a live pig into their enclosure. 

 

The compstegnathus swarm the pig, paralyzing it with their venom before devouring the pig like a swarm of land piranha. Another crane arm releases a pig into another enclosure, where a Tyrannops makes short work of the pig with its T. rex-like jaws. They saw some others pacing back and forth in their enclosures waiting to be fed a pig, among them was a pack of Deinonycanis; strange dog-looking raptors. Tanaconda was seen picking a dead pig carcass in the adjacent enclosure while a Dilophospinus attempts to spray venom at the catwalk observers.

 

“Diabolical aren’t they,” a deep gruttally english voice boomed over the microphones.

 

“What is all of this?!” Yasmina shouted at the camera.

 

“Oh, just a little science project, my dear,” the man replied, “you see these hybrids are going to be very important. They are the future for applied biotechnologies,”

 

“What's the point in creating these hybrids? You have regular dinosaurs you can study” Betsy points out.

 

“Why? Because we can. InGen… Hammond and Wu did not create regular dinosaurs as you put it, they were always hybrids from the start. They took shortcuts into resurrecting these creatures. The hybrids you see before you although they indeed are the future however they are just mere stepping stones for a greater product. Currently, our rivals are on the verge of collapse. You'll see if you just surrender yourselves to my hospitality. Don’t waste energy in resisting, I have locked the doors already, so you might as well just give in” the man spoke through the intercom system.

 

Two years later…

 

Lockwood Estate

 

After two years of extracting DNA from the indominus rex, Masrani and InGen proceed to improve upon the Indominus rex. They began removing DNA strands that proved a hindrance to the hybrid. They also added more velociraptor DNA from Isla Sorna’s batch of raptors; they managed to create two embryos before placing them in artificial eggs. The first egg fails to hatch. The second one barely had the strength to hatch. One of the scientists assists in its hatching; as soon as it is free from the artificial egg, the newborn hybrid bites off the scientist's thumb. Shortly after, the Indoraptor was born; a series of misfortune events always occurred around its paddock. Its paddock light went out, a worker was sent into its cage only to be devoured by the Indoraptor. 

 

Dr. Wu was disgusted by the way it behaved. The Indoraptor plays with the dead worker’s skull as it looks out from its bar cage at Dr. Wu. Henry realizes this creature was a failure, after all the training and experiments, this thing is neither fitted to be a weapon nor a dinosaur it just lives simply to kill. He needed to find a solution to fix this problem. He remembers something, he realized the failures of the Indominus rex were being repeated in the Indoraptor. Both dinosaurs grew up without a parental figure and both developed sociopathic behaviors. Henry then remembers the IBRIS project, Owen’s Raptors. He trained with multiple different batches of raptors but only four out of 20 hatched raptors were viable for the project. Wu scrolled through the reports, Charlie the youngest of the Raptor squad had died from an RPG while Echo and Delta were killed off by the Indominus rex. Blue’s status was active, he knew she was still on Isla Nublar, alone and without a pack. She was the last known Velociraptor to be alive. He must secure her somehow, his Indoraptors need a mother. Not Ripper though, he was too unstable to receive material care, he must be destroyed after they capture Blue.

 

Dr. Wu searches the database as he formulates his plans. Reflecting from several months of setbacks, Wu relealizes he will need the Dinosaur Protection Group to pull this off and he’ll need Biosyn Genetics’s cooperation in lending them some of their resources since after the 2015 Nublar incident, both Masrani and InGen Corporations took a nosedive financially. The Indoraptor is their saving grace. Biosyn representative Ellis Mills ensures Henry Wu and Benjamin Lockwood, they are doing the right thing.

 

A month later…

 

Masrani sold the International Genetics Technology (InGen) to Biosyn Genetics. With the destruction of Isla Nublar, the death of the Indoraptor and Mr. Lockwood. InGen couldn’t recover, all of its technologies and patents were claimed by Biosyn; including the Indominus rex and the Indoraptor’s genetic template. Half of the InGen’s dinosaurs were sold around the world while the other half escaped across North America. Some report that an allosaurus attacked several campers in california. Rexy was reported to have attacked some outdoor movie goers after fleeing from a zoo.

 

August 1st, 2018.

Isla Muertes

 

For two years the Campers spent time as “honored guests” at the genetic facility on Muertes. They were given personal quarters, food, entertainment and some freedom to wander the facilities but they were not allowed to go outside nor leave the island. The campers sat in the den watching the three stooges. 

 

Yasmina was pacing back and forth, she grew tired of being stuck here. She was an athlete, she needed to go outside and get some fresh air. She stopped her pacing for a moment before turning to Kenji. The two had since hooked up between now and two years ago.

 

“Kenji, I need your help,” Yasmina asked.

 

“It’s not another escape attempt is it?” Kenji asked, “You know what they’ll do to us if we escape right?”

 

“What happened to Betsy and Brooklynn wasn’t my fault, Ken” Yasmina cries.

 

“I know, Yaz. I know, we just need to hold out a little longer” Kenji reassures her for the time being.

 

Meanwhile in the dark recesses of the facility, Betsy and Brooklynn were kept in solitary confinement. About a year ago they tried to escape but were captured by BioSyn security and their hybrid Deionchycanis hounds. They were placed in solitary confinement as punishment for their attempted escape.

 

The sounds of a helicopter were heard from outside. The facilities guards gather at the helipad as three people dressed in business suits disembarked from the helicopter. A stern middle aged asian man, a hipster elderly white man and a cruel looking middle aged white woman. The tinted glasses Englishman walks up to the trio. “Welcome to Isla Muertes, Mr. Kon, Dr. Ella and congratulations on your promotion Chairman Dodgson” the Englishman shook their hands.

 

“Dr. Eddie, can you take us to our children” Mr. Kon asked, “I wish to see my son, Kenji”

 

“Right, umm this way” the tinted glasses englishman escorted them to the commons area or den as they called it.

 

“Dad?” Kenji asked.

Mr. Kon glances at his son’s girlfriend Yaz before staring at his son with a disapproving glare; he then looks away, “Kenji, may I speak to you in private, please.”

 

Kenji and father entered an empty room not far from the den. “So you decided to shame me, son. First you failed to leave Isla Nublar on a timely order, then you left the island before we had a chance to rescue you, then you hid off in the Five Deaths for two years, making me and your mother worried sick. Now you dishonor our family by taking a non-japanese girl to be your girlfriend”

 

“Dad, I love Yaz, we went through a lot together”

 

“Break up with her now or I will disown you as my son,” 

 

“I am not leaving Yaz,” Kenji growls.

 

“Then you are not my son,” Mr. Kon leaves the room, “I will make the arrangements to get you off this island but from there you are on your own, Kenji”

 

Meanwhile at solitary confinement. The cell door containing Brooklynn was opened. A familiar face stepped into her quarters. “Grandpa?” Brooklynn wiped her eyes.

 

“Yes, cupcake. It is me, I’m going to send you home, exciting isn’t it? But first cupcake, do you have it? The data?” Dodgson asked.

 

“Yes it's in my backpack but that man took it,” Brooklynn felt guilty, she knew her role in this was; an infiltrator, a secret stealer, a spy, a mole, a bad person. A part of her didn’t even want to go home, she would rather stay with her friends but right now she didn’t feel like she deserved it.

 

“Thank you, cupcake, now go wait in the den. I will make the arrangements to take you home” Dodgson promised. Dr. Ella stared at Dogson before she heads off to see Betsy.

 

“Long time no see, Betsy” Dr. Stephanie Ella glared at her foster daughter, “Have fun being on vacation?” she crossed her arms.

 

“Yes, two years without suffering your abuse was the happiest moment of my life” Betsy retorts. Dr. Ella smirked, “is that so?”

 

Betsy looked up at her foster mother, hearing that tone sent a shiver down her spine. She remembered every time her foster mother would say those words, it usually was followed by pain. “Come with me,” Dr. Ella ordered Betsy. Like an instinctive reaction Betsy stood up and followed her.

 

Dr. Ella has taken Betsy to another facility across from Eddie’s genetic research labs. Here was Dr. Ella’s labs, they were roughly the same, doing hybrid research in conjunction with Eddie however there was a side project Dr. Ella was doing outside of her collab commission. 

 

Large glass containers filled with viscous fluids containing strange creatures floating lifeless inside the tanks. They were dinosaur hybrids, however some were humanoid while others were so genetically twisted they no longer resemble dinosaurs. REJECT was slapped on the tanks in big bold red letters on the Triceraman tank; the same was on the Raptorman and Rexman tanks. In the other tanks were more dinosaurian creatures yet at the same time looked more like aliens. A Hammerhead raptor creature, a snake like giganotosaurus, and a plant-tyrannosaurus hybrid; all of them had TESTING slapped on them.

 

“What are these things why are you showing me?” Betsy asked.

 

“These things were rejects. Before I joined BioSyn, Wu and I experimented on several hybrid creatures. We first started with the amalgam project back in 99. Wu wanted to improve on the dinosaurs he had created but at the time, de-extinction was banned. So Wu modified existing dinosaur genes, thus began the amalgam project. After that disaster, Wu and I began this secret project. We initially used Human DNA but in the end, they died within 8 months of incubation. So we tried to add more dinosaur DNA then offset it with the DNA of other animals. Before, we had decided to remove the Human DNA element completely. Thus we created the creatures you see before you,” Dr. Ella finished, “I am showing you this because you are the key to my next experiment” she opens a door, “please step through that door” Betsy complied as she walks into the room, the door closes behind then locks.

 

Betsy struggles to open the door, “Let me out! Let me out, please!”

 

“If you’re smart, you’ll figure this puzzle out”

 

Betsy turned around, she was in a maze-like complex of concrete walls and metallic doors. Some of the doors began to creak open. Hammerhead raptor hybrids begin sniffing their surroundings. The alpha howls to announce her presence as she picks up on Betsy’s scent. Betsy's eyes widened. She wipes the tears from her eyes as she bolted to the adjacent corridor, she stopped to hear any footsteps. She could hear the hammerhead raptor approaching from behind the thin concrete wall.

 

She spots a small concrete vent, just barely big enough for her to squeeze through. Betsy picks up a fragmented concrete debris, she tosses it down the corridor just beyond her. The Hammerhead raptor was drawn to the distraction before turning its head back to Betsy who had already escaped through the same cubby whole.

 

Betsy’s heart was violently beating inside of chest, the girl clutched her chest waiting for the pouding to stop. She took some deep breaths to calm herself down. This was not the first time she escaped death and hopefully it's not the last.

EPISODE 26: WANT A BREAK FROM THE DINOSAURS?

 

A night before…

A small submarine edges closer to Isla Muertes. It bears the logo of the SynGen Corporation, BioSyn's rival. It opens one of its torpedo hatches and six people are released from it. The divers are clad in scuba-like suits and use a handheld jet to help them navigate through the water. The divers approached the shoreline. The divers quickly remove their water gear as they walk up the beach. The first diver to remove his scuba mask is a white blonde mercenary man named Dylan. Then a redhead Japanese woman named Noriko, removed her scuba mask. They look over to the rest of their unit as they begin removing their scuba masks. An older white guy with a crew cut gray hair named Gail, a Jamaican man of african descent named Rick, a blonde white girl in her late teens named Paula and a blonde white boy in his late teens named Damian.

 

Rick and Gail pull up a case from the shore as they hand out their weapons to the other members. Noriko answers a call from the submarine, she nods. The submarine slowly leaves them as it heads off to its base.

 

“Alright, you know the drill. Okay here’s the plan: we make it up the beach, there we will be two buildings. These buildings contain the new GECAs,”

 

“What are Geckas sir?” Paula asked.

 

“Genetically Engineered Company Assets” Dylan explains, “HQ reports that BioSyn set up an operation out here in the Las Cinco Muertes, we're here to observe, report and assess what we find. Rumor has it that InGen’s assets are still alive and kicking here on the five deaths. Despite the news saying the islands were stripped bare”

 

“What happens if we engage one of these assets?” Damian asked.

 

“You may use lethal force if necessary, but I would rather that we avoid putting ourselves into any dangerous situations, alright?” Dylan explained, “Now, let’s move out”

 

The six saboteurs race across the beach as they slowly approach the nearest compound. They reach a boxed gatehouse. Dyln nods to Paula as she runs over to hook in her ESC into the computer interface. The X-shaped gate pops open as the rival corporate mercs gain access to the compound.

 

They sneak through the backyard of the generator room. They carefully watch out for any creatures. Noriko and Rick go on ahead. Paula and Damian repower up the gatehouse as if nobody had entered it. Gail and Dylan waited for the others to regroup to their location. The distant sounds of the Isla Meurtes’s denizens make the saboteur team on edge. They are fully aware of the Chaos Project but yet the information was quite vague.   

 

12 hours later…

 

Betsy could hear the hammerhead raptor snarling, it then started making choking noises before hacking up something awful. They are sick, Betsy thought. She must continue through this maze. She carefully stared at the two passages. She travels down the right corridor as she then makes a right turn then a left turn. She saw it was dead, she then spotted the skeletal remains of two people. They were wearing tattered Camp Cretaceous counselor uniforms. It took Betsy a while to recognize that these were the remains of Dave and Roxie, despite how badly mutilated the corpses were. Betsy brought her hands to her mouth as she gasped. She hears something moving, she turns her gaze towards an opening up ahead, the hammerhead raptor bolts down the corridor looking for her prey. Betsy slowly approached the opening leading to the adjacent corridor.

 

A metal door slowly opens up from behind her. Betsy throws herself against the opposite side of the corridor as a giant head shoots out from the new passage. Its head resembled a giganotosaurus but its body was long and serpentine. The hammerhead raptor cut off Betsy from escaping. She glanced at the giganotosaurus snake. She bolted towards the hammerhead raptor, the raptor snarls as it lunges towards Betsy. She slides on to the floor as the giganotosaurus snake snaps its jaws around the hammerhead raptor.

 

Betsy ran as fast as she could as she headed down the corridor. She spots a door titled exit. Another hammerhead raptor was on her heels. He flares out his claws as he sprints after her on his taloned feet. Betsy threw herself into the exit door, she spun around to close the door. Instinctively she locks the door with a bar lock. The hammerhead raptor can be heard snarling from the otherside. She slowly turns around as she continues down the dark corridor, she opens the next door and is hit by hot humid air of the jungle.

 

Betsy realized she was now outside, the sounds of tropical birds squawking can be heard in the distance. She cautiously enters the forest as she spots the BioSyn helicopter on the helipad from the ground floor. She could see in the distance two spinoraptors drinking from a creek while hunting for fish. The two spinoraptors flea further down the creek when an ankylodocus herd came stomping into view along with a herd of pachysaurolophus and stegoceratops. These stegoceratops were different then the ones she saw on Nublar. Their heads are more triceratops-like rather than nasutoceratops.

 

A young woman walks into the security room dressed in a technician uniform. She sits at one of the computer terminals as she hooks in her ESC (Electronic System Controller). She taps at the keyboard as she links it to the facility’s security system. The electronic door containing Dr. Ella’s hybrids suddenly slid open. Paula sighs as she looks around hoping she wasn’t detected. She unplugs her ESC from the computer as she slowly walks out of the room.

 

A hammerhead raptor is flung through the doorway. The hammerhead raptor breathes its last breath as a giant head squeezes through the door frame. It wiggles its fat serpentine body through the doorway as it hunts for flying prey’s scent. The Giganotosaurus snake devours the hammerhead raptor in a single gulp, it slowly slithers into the jungle. The remaining hammerhead raptors follow suit. The security cameras monitor the whole thing. Dr. Ella was surprised. She quickly grabs her phone, she contacts Chairman Dodgson, “Sir, we have a containment breach,”

 

“A containment breach? Of what?” Dodgson asked.

 

“Five XDH-type I “Algols” and XDH-type II “Rigels” Dr. Ella confirms.

 

Mr. Kon approached Yasmina as she was jogging down the corridors. He waved her down as they moved to somewhere private to chat. “My son has a bright future ahead of him, break things off with him. So he can have his future,” he pulls out a wad of cash.

 

Yasmina felt insulted by the gesture, she smiled at him, “Mr. Kon, I will have to decline your offer. I love Kenji!” she told him.

 

Mr. Kon brow furrows, “No you can’t love him, he is out of your…” Mr. Kon glances at his phone, “Kon. Mr. chairman? What? A containment breach? I’ll be right there” Mr. Kon leaves.

 

Mr. Kon ran to the helicopter, he spotted the Biosyn mercenaries were firing their weapons off the edge of the roof. A large blue blur leaps over the ledge and on to one of the mercenaries. The hammerhead raptor jaws make short work of the mercenary.

 

The mercenaries redirect their aim to the blue hammer head theropod. The Algol’s thick hide deflects the bullets. The mercenaries release their own hybrid Deinonycanis onto the dinosaur-shark hybrid. The Algol and the Deinonycanis size each other up for a moment, the dog-like Deinonycanis leaps at the Algol but is knocked out of the air by the Algol’s claws. The Algol bites into the Deinonycanis’s belly, ripping its guts out before the beast turns towards the mercenaries. The Algol makes short work of the biosyn mercenaries as its teeth and claws tear into the men’s kevlar armor. Mr. Kon stared at the hammer-head raptor in mixed awe and terror. It taps its toe claw on the concrete floor. It peels back its thin reptilian lips as it bares its shark-like teeth at the corporate man. One of the mercenaries barely alive slowly aims his pistol at the dinosaur-shark hybrid. He squeezes off a few shots at the creature’s cephalofoil. The Algol wreaths in pain before swiftly turning around, it lands its fangs into the mercs head lifting him off the ground before throwing him off the roof. 

 

This gave Mr. Kon enough time to retreat back into the building. He locks the door via the electronic locking mechanism. He breathes heavily trying to catch his breath. The Algol smashes through the window, however only its head was allowed through. It snaps its jaws at Kenji’s father. The older man quickly retreats further down the hall. He pulls out his phone to call for security. The Algol struggles to free itself from the small window seal. After tugging and pulling it manages to turn its head in the correct angle. The electronic locking mechanism flashes to life as an audible click is heard, the door slowly opens on its own. The Algol pushes the door open with its cephalofoil, a slight static discharge flashes from its snout. 

 

The Algol sniffs the air, its killer sickle claws tap at the floor. The Algol begins emulating the usual raptor bark call to call for its pack mates. Two more Algol enter the room behind it. The lead Algol turns around to snap at his subordinates. They hisses in response. The three Algols began their sweep of the hallway. They use their cephalofoils to pick up on any changes to the air density like a shark through water. One of the subordinate Algols picks up a change in the air density near the bathroom area. It could smell a human nearby. 

 

Yasmina was crying after hearing such hateful words from Kenji’s father. She hears footsteps approaching. She fixes her makeup before heading for the door. “I’m sorry for…” Yasmina gasped. She was expecting to see Sammy or one of the facility's women but not a blue hammerhead raptor. Yasmina was pulled from the restroom out into the hallway by its reptilian hands. It bites into her shoulder, spraying blood all over the wall.

 

Betsy sneaks around a large abandoned concrete structure. She could see the Algol approaching but they stopped in their tracks as they heard the calls of their pack leader. They turn around as they head off in the opposite direction. Betsy sighed, at least they weren’t on her trail anymore. Betsy snuck inside the structure, it used to be a laboratory. In big bold white letters, the InGen logo was seen on the walls. She traversed deeper in the ruins, she reached the incubation chamber. Several destroyed incubators were seen scattered hapahazdiously around the room. She reads the labels, Ankylodocus and Stegoceratops. She spots an old photograph framed on the wall. It was a team of scientists, among them Betsy saw her stepmother and Dr. Wu standing next to each other. 

 

Ben was worrying about Bumpy, since they had taken her off site to who knows where. He had eavesdropped on Dr. Eddie about taking the ankylosaurus to the Biosyn Sanctuary. Ben didn’t know what this sanctuary was but he hoped it was a safe place for Bumpy. He must find Bumpy as soon as possible. Sammy was pacing back and forth wondering where Yasmina and Kenji had gone as they waited for their return. Arthur was watching a documentary on dinosaurs to pass the time.

 

Kenji hears Yasmina’s screams down the hall from himself, he races towards the screams only to find a hammerhead raptor holding Yasmina in its claws. The Algol stares up at Kenji with fangs covered in her blood. Kenji, enraged, grabs a chair as he charges towards the hybrid abomination at full zeal. The hybrid swings its claws at the chair, the chair shatters into pieces. Kenji grabs one of the legs before leaping at the hammerhead raptor. He stabs the leg into its eye. The Algol snaps its jaws, the static electricity around its cephalofoil begins to zap Kenji’s hand and arm causing him to recoil. The Algol hits Kenji with its cephalofoil right in the stomach sending a static electric shock into the young man sending him flying across the room while the Algol makes its escape.

 

Kenj slowly recovers from the hybrid dinosaur attack. He crawls over to Yasmina, who is lying on the floor bleeding out. Her face was deathly pale, she barely had the strength to keep her eyes open. Kenji's hands were trembling as he took his shirt off to apply pressure on Yaz’s wound. 

 

“Don’t worry, Yaz, you’ll make it” Kenji tries to reassure her.

 

“Ken..ji…” Yaz struggles to speak. Yasmina's eyes were growing heavy.

 

“Hang in there, come on stay awake, don’t close your eyes” Kenji pats her on the face.

 

“I… love… you” Yasmina’s eyes close shut for the last time as she draws her last breath.

 

“Yasmina? Yaz? YAZ!!!!! NO!!!!” Kenji holds her close to himself. Tears stream down his face as the woman he loved has now died. An Agol slowly approaches Kenji as he mourns for Yasmina Fadoula. Kenji gives the hybrid a death stare. He gently places Yaz’s body on the ground as he grabs one of the other chair legs. Kenji howls at the hammerhead raptor. The Algol snaps its jaws at the young man threateningly. Another Algol sneaks from behind Kenji as it begins nibbling on Yaz’s corpse. Kenji shrieks as swings at the Algol from behind him. The Algol lets go of Yaz’s body to snarl at Kenji.

 

The other Algol lowers itself to the ground while flaring out its claws ready to pounce at Kenji. It is struck by two bolts into its ribs, the Algol hisses before it's blown to smithereens. Blood splashes all over Kenji as he shields Yaz’s body. The second Algol stares up confused, his sister was just in front of him and now she is gone; replaced with a pool of blood cooked chunks of meat. Two bolts stuck it in the chest, it too is destroyed in the same manner as the other Algol.

 

Kenji looked up and saw a young redhead woman of japanese descent staring at him. She was only a few years older than him but he could tell she was a mercenary by her wetsuit attire and by the way she carried herself. 

 

“A kid? Sir, you didn’t say they were kids here?” she responded to her earpiece.

 

“Continue with the mission, Noriko, Dylan out” a voice boomed from her ear piece. 

 

The pack leader Algol hisses at Noriko and Kenji before bolting away. Noriko lowers her compound bow. She looks at Kenji still holding Yasmina. She turns away from the two as she walks away.

 

“Hey! Can you help her?” Kenji pleaded.

 

Noriko stops in her tracks as she turns to face Kenji. She walked over to him, she saw the girl was already deathly pale. She felt the girl’s wrist, there was no pulse. Noriko shook her head to Kenji, before standing back up.

 

“I’m sorry, kid. But she is gone” Noriko turned away. Kenji began to cry on Yasmina, remembering all of the good and the bad times they spent together. He couldn’t believe it ended like this. Noriko felt bad, had they not come to this island, this girl would have still been alive. But her mission was more important right now, she must not delay her mission. Noriko grabs one of her side arms, “Hey kid,” she lays it on the ground before kicking it towards Kenji. “Do you have other friends here?” Kenji nods to her as she looks back at Yasmina, “There is nothing you can do for her now, you must be strong for friends,” Noriko advised him. With that she leaves him.

 

“Hey wait, what's your name?” Kenji asked her.

 

“Noriko,” she replied, “Noriko Mikami,”

 

“Kenji Kon,” He gave her his name

 

“Nice to have met you, Kenji,” she smiled.

SEASON 4

 

EPISODE 27: A DINO CRISIS

 

Betsy was staring at the glass reflection of the incubator. A trio of pachysaurolophus was seen feeding off the moss on the walls. One of the Pachysaurolophus turned towards Betsy, chewing the moss in its beaked snout. It quickly ignored her as it resumed feeding on the moss patch. Betsy wanders the abandoned hatchery, searching through filing cabinets for notes and documents on what transpired here. She reads through a journal. It was written by her foster mother Dr. Melass Ella, it details how she first met Dr. Wu when she was a grad student back in 1999. She admired Dr. Wu and assisted him on the amalgam project. It was difficult to revive the latent feather genes in InGen’s raptor stock; instead Dr. Wu and Dr. Ella created several new variants of the raptors. The Raptors of Matanceros suffered a drop in intelligence and became more instinct driven. The Raptors that inhabit the mountains of Isla Sorna, were less tolerant of other raptor batches. Dr. Ella suggested to Wu to start from scratch which led to a new raptor genome to be created. The new raptors were completed over a year, although not fully feathered, the male specimens were adorned with feather quills on their cranium. But the new raptors were considered an improvement over the Nublar Raptor stock.

But the smarter you make something, the harder it is for it to remain under your control. The western Sorna raptors escaped from confinement by tricking their handlers. Dr. Wu and Dr. Ella argued the origin of their failures but Dr. Wu went off to start the IBIS Project and the Hybrid Project while Dr. Ella left Masrani-InGen. Betsy took the book with her as she heard voices echoing down the hallway from her. She spots an older white man carrying a shotgun while he bickers with a lean Jamaican man wielding an AR-15.

 

“You need to relax my brotha” Rick said to his comrade.

 

“How can I relax at a time like this, Rick? We must be on alert at all times” Gail replied.

 

“All I’m sayin is yo need to not stress yo self out,” Rick explained.

 

Betsy accidentally trips over a fallen over filing cabinet, alerting the two men to her presence.

 

“Hey what's that?” Gail aimed his shotgun. 

 

“I’ll check it out,” Rick raced over to Betsy’s location, she turned around and saw the blinding light of his flashlight. “Man, it’s a little white girl”

 

Betsy gave the man a confused expression, she is quarter-japanese although she may not look it at a quick glance. She slowly stood up with her hands up. Gail then approaches the girl, he looks at her inquisitively. “Where are you from Girl?” Gail asked but Betsy refused to talk, he is reminded of a certain coworker that likes to disobey his orders.

 

“Think she is mute?” Rick asked. Betsy exchanges glances with the two men. She then sighs.

 

“If she were mute, then she wouldn’t be capable of making a sigh noise,” Gail commented.

 

“I’m not a mute,” Betsy growled, “Crap…”

 

“Oh my god, she can talk mon!” Rick jokes. Gail wasn’t amused. Betsy glanced around like a scared lost child. Fearing their voices would draw unwanted attention, “Yo, Damian come here,” Rick calls for his other comrade, a distant voice can be heard, “Get yo scrawny ass over here boi!”

 

A young blonde man in his late teens comes scrambling to catch up to his two superiors, he then sees Betsy, “Wow she is cute, Rick. She kind of reminds me of Noriko,”

“Yo, shut yo simping ass up, mon” Rick bellowed, irritated by the youngster’s behavior.

 

“Again i’ll ask you,” Gail ignored the strange comedy routine Rick and Damian were having, “Where did you come from?”

 

“I am a Camp Cretaceous Camper,” Betsy answered.

 

“Wait what?” Rick turned to Betsy. “Camp Cretaceous? Yo mean yo're from Jurassic World?”

 

“I am wearing the T-shirt,” Betsy smiles as she stretches the bottom of her shirt.

 

“Hey I hear ya, I’m from Jurassic Park myself because I have the T-shirt” Rick makes fun of her.

 

“So what is a camper doing out here in the five deaths? Especially since Jurassic World closed down two years ago” Gail interrogated.

 

“It's a long story, hey can we find someplace safe first to talk about this?” Betsy was growing nervous.

 

“There is nothin to be afraid of girl, we gots the fire’ya pow’ah” Rick shows off his gun.

 

Gail chuckles, “I happened to agree with the girl, Rick,” he then turns to Betsy, “Come with me,” Gail escorted the girl back to their makeshift base camp at the old InGen power plant.

 

Meanwhile Kenji was holding Yasmina's body as he led Noriko to the room where his friends were. Sammy opened the door happy to see Kenji return but her expression shifted to horror as she saw Yasmina's lifeless body covered in blood. She saw the jagged bite wound. Her eyes darted back to Kenji and then to Noriko.”Kenji what's going on? What happened to Yaz? Who is this?”

 

“No time to explain, Sam. We need to secure this room and come up with a plan,” Kenji brings Yasmina's body into the room while Noriko follows. Kenji gently places Yasmina’s body on the table. Ben and Arthur stared at the body of Yasmina, they were reminded how sudden Darius’s death was but this was different. Darius didn’t leave a body for them to mourn. Noriko closes the door as she stands guard looking through the small window built inside the door.

 

“Okay, you guys probably have already heard of the containment breach” Kenji asked his friends.

 

“Yes, what was that about?” Arthur asked.

 

“Apparently some new hybrids broke out one of the labs, one of them killed Yasmina” Kenji described the event, “If it wasn’t for Noriko, I would be dead too”

 

“Noriko? Who is she?” Sammy asked.

 

“She is Noriko,” Kenji gestured his head to the woman guarding the door.

 

“She looks like a mercenary,” Sammy whispered.

 

“Yeah but she saved my life,” Kenji whispered back.

 

“Do you know anything else about her?”

 

“Ummm no, not really”

 

“Shhhhh!” Noriko shhed them as she locks the door, “One of them is approaching,” Noriko compresses herself against the corner of the door. She turns to the others, “hide”

 

Kenji throws a blanket over Yasmina before he hides underneath the coffee table. Sammy and Ben squeeze themselves inside one of the corners out of sight. Arthur does the same in the opposite side of the room. “I have to go tinkle,” Arthur whispered.

 

“Hold it in dude,” Kenji whispered back.

 

Heavy footsteps can be heard outside of the room. The Algol begins to hack up something fierce, it barfs up the parts it didn’t like from the security merc it had eaten earlier. It lazily presses itself up against the wall as it uses the wall to support itself. The bottom of its face slides against their door, its head tilted at an awkward angle due to its cephalofoil getting in the way. Its eye looks down into the door window, it briefly scans the room with its red cat-like eye. It saw a table with a large blanket covering something and most of the coffee table. The Algol fiddles with the door handle, the Algol growls when the handle wouldn’t budge. The Algol hears another Algol calling for it, with a renewed sense of vigor it bolts away from the door. 

 

Brooklynn was being escorted by her grandpa’s security detail as she was being led to the executive helicopter pad. Her grandpa Lewis Dodgson was waiting for her at the helipad. Two Algols bolted towards the security detail, cutting them off from reaching the helicopter. Dodgson was shoved inside of the helicopter by his bodyguards and by Daniel Kon, “That's my grandaughter, I can’t leave her”

 

“Sir, we will fly back around… what in god's name is that thing?” the pilot cursed as a long snake-like creature began slithering up the side of the building.

 

“First we must get Dr. Eddie and Dr. Ella, then we will rescue your granddaughter,” Daniel told Lewis, “remember, the company matters first”

 

The Rigel, pushes its serpentine body along the concrete wall with its diminutive limbs a hold over from its giganotosaurus genome. It turns its head towards the helicopter, its head resembles that of a giganotosaurus. Its overall body resembles the basilisk from Harry Potter.

Brooklynn bolts from the security detail as they are firing upon the Algols. They are quickly taken down by the Algol. The hammerhead raptors drag the biosyn security officers back through the hallway. The Rigel smashes its massive head into the building, it opens its jaws as it growls at the Algol. The algols flee from the massive Rigel as it slither-ins to devour the fresh remains of biosyn security.

 

The helicopter flies back around to the next helipad where Dr. Albert Eddie was waiting at the helipad. He waved at the helicopter to come get him, the helicopter was coming back around to land. 

 

“Oh sweet Ms. Butterworth on hot cakes! What is that!” The helicopter pilot cursed as a large gorilla-like reptile thing was slowly stalking the geneticists. Dr. Eddie spun around only to be mauled by the Kornephoros. The helicopter quickly diverted away before the reptilian primate took notice. Eddie’s tinted sunglasses was all that remained of the man as his glasses were covered in his blood and cracked.

 

Betsy is brought to the SynGen Merc leader Dylan Burton. “Gail, why have you returned… umm who is this?” Dylan was a large burly man with short blonde hair. Betsy could see a teenage girl working on the laptop doing something important, she guesses, Betsy looks back up to the blonde man. 

 

“Betsy,” she replied.

 

“Betsy, huh? I knew a cow named Betsy on my old man’s farm. She got sent to the slaughter house,”

 

“Ummmm” Betsy felt intimidated by the mercenary leader.

 

“The girl, I mean Betsy, said she is a Camp Cretaceous Camper. This chick mon,” Rick comments.

 

“Quite,” Dylan said to Rick, “We had reports of missing people after the Jurassic World incident and I don’t mean the reported casualties of Masrani and InGen personnel. Several park guest and personnel were reported to have not come back from the island, among the missing were six Camp Cretaceous campers including Lewis Dodgson’s granddaughter and Daniel Kon’s son”

 

“I know them both, Brooklynn Dodgson and Kenji Kon. They are my friends, they are back at the genetic research facility. You can take us off the island right? You're here to rescue us?” Betsy sounded desperate, practically pleading for their help.

 

“Little girl, you think this operation is about’ch you?” Rick laughed, “We're here to contain, capture and/or destroy GECAs”

 

“What's that? Is that like a gecko?” Betsy asked.

 

“Genetically Engineered Company Assets,” Gail added.

 

“Oh it’s an acronym, so you're here to wipe out the dinosaurs?” Betsy asked.

 

“No, specifically we are here to assess the hybrids. Should any of them we deem dangerous, they are to be destroyed,” Dylan explained.

 

“I’ve located her friends, Room 1988, Norita Mikami is there with them” Paula said in a monotone voice, “I’m tracking two, no three GECAs within the vicinity. Make that four..no five GECAs,”

 

“Which ones are Dr. Ella’s and which ones are Dr. Eddie’s hybrids,” Dylan walks over to his daughter. 

 

“Dr. Eddie’s hybrids are either secured in the menagerie or are wandering the island with the registered Dr. Wu’s Hybrids. These are Dr. Ella’s hybrids,” 

 

“I’ll send a team there, we’ll go and extract your friends. Once we're done getting them back here, then Paula, she’ll release the menagerie. That should deal with our dangerous hybrid problem. While that is happening, we will storm Dr. Ella’s Lab,” Dylan explains, “You have your orders, lets move out”

 

Gail, Rick, and Damian slowly sneak out of the abandoned InGen power plant as they cross into the jungle. A pack of compstegnathus swarm the three mercs but they are blasted to bits by Gail’s Spaz-12 and Rick’s AR-15. The rest of the compstegnathus bolt away from the SynGen mercs. A pack of velocirapteryx quickly retreat in the air as they fly off to the tree canopy. A herd of Stegospinus retreat further into the jungle alongside some skittish Dilophospinus.

An Armagospinus slowly comes into view, the hybrid herbivore ignores the mercs as they scare away any creature in their way with a hail of gunfire. 

 

The genetic research facility is seen in the distance. The concrete building slowly grows, little by little as they approach the concrete structure. They finally reach the massive structure. Gail shoves the glass door open as Rick and Damian bolt pass him, Gail then follows in after them. The mercs surveyed the lobby room, it was eerily empty, the staff either evacuated through the tunnels to Sorna or were eaten by the hybrids.

 

Gail directs the team to head up the stairs. They pass by several rooms with blood splattered inside of them or along the walls. The bodies of personnel lay on the ground torn to pieces. They pressed forward as they slowly closed the distance between themself and their objective. 

“Were almost d’ere, mon” Rick comments. Gail remained silent as always. Damian was breathing heavily, never having to run so much in his entire life.”We d’ere, my brotha” Rick pats Damian on the back. Gail huffs as they approach the room 1988.

 

“Kshhhk!” Noriko’s radio goes off, she quickly grabs it, “Hello?”

 

“Noriko, what's your status?” Gail asked in his usual monotone voice.

 

“I’m okay, we have civilians here,” Noriko replied.

 

“Affirmative, Team leader needs the civilians to be extracted from genetic research facility and taken back to base”

 

“Roger, umm sir,” Noriko replied. The female merc unlocks the door as she allows Gail, Rick and Damian into the room. Kenji wraps the blanket around Yasmina’s body as he carries her in his arms. Arthur, Ben and Sammy follow suit as the Mercs lead the campers to safety. 

 

“Hey Noriko, what's da story with da girl in da blanket?” 

 

“Not now Rick,” Noriko silences him… for now.

 

“Okay, but ya know ya can’t keep me quite for’eva,” Rick chuckled.

 

The Algol picks up the scent of death on Yasmina in room 1988. The Algol hisses when they pick up the scent of humans coming and leaving the room. The mercs and the campers were on their way out of the lobby, a loud bark caused the campers and the mercs to turn around. On the second floor the three Algols announced their presence. The lead Algol leapt down into the lobby, the other two followed their alpha’s lead. The alpha hisses to its two subordinates to flank the mercs and campers.

 

The left Algol leaps at Damian but it is tackled by the much bigger Paradeinonychus. The algol struggles to fight off the larger hybrid. The paradeinonychus crushes the Algol’s windpipe, the algol ceases to struggle. The paradeinonychus steps on the smaller hybrid, it snarls before roaring towards the other two Algols to stay away from its kill.

 

The lead algol charges towards the larger raptor hybrid. The Paradeinonychus is double teamed by the hammerhead raptors. It roars as the Algol uses their bioelectric currents into their adversary. The paradeinonychus is brought down by the Algols they had avenged their packmate. In the middle of the confusion the humans had already fled. A pack of compstegnathus chirps to the algol. Then a pack of Dilophospinus came out of one of the hallways. The Algols snarl as more and more of Dr. Eddie’s hybrids were encroaching upon the hammerhead raptors. The Rigel smashes its way through the hallway as it slithers way down into the lobby. The Rigel roars at the smaller hybrids as it chomps down on the closest thing near its jaws.

After the mercs and campers reached the abandoned power plant. “Okay, now that we are all here, there is one last thing we must do and…” Dylan was interrupted.

 

“Sweet Ms. Butterworths!” Damian shouts as he falls on his butt, “That girl is dead!” he points at Yasmina’s body.

 

“I was planning on taking her body back home to give her a proper burial,” Kenji explained. Betsy was surprised that Yasmina was dead, she thought something was wrong but didn’t get the chance to ask Kenji what was wrong with Yaz.

 

“Ya, we’ve might t’as well have painted da target on our backs or maybe carryin da sign sayin free buffet t’over here’ya” Rick mixed his frustration with humor.

 

“We’ll discuss this later, you campers are to remain here until we get back, Paula, my daughter will keep you company” Dylan said. 

 

“Dad, you're not seriously going to put me in charge of babysitting? These kids,” the blonde girl hissed.

 

“Hey who are you calling a kid,” Ben growled, “I am 17 years old,”

 

“That's cool, but I am 19, I am legally an adult you're not,” Paula gloated.

 

Dylan, Rick, Noriko, Gail, and Damian slowly approached the secondary genetics facility. They entered through the open gate giving them access to the facility. Dylan ordered Damian to guard the door while Gail took point. Rick covered their rear. While Dylan and Noriko covered their flanks as they traversed the facility.

 

Betsy and Sammy stared at Yasmina's corpse. It felt unreal to them, just yesterday Sammy was laughing with her and having a good time. Now she is lying here, pale with a nasty jagged wound on her neck and shoulder. The two girls allowed themselves to cry over their dead friend, it wasn’t too long that Arthur and Ben joined them in shedding tears, while Kenji remained strong. He had to, he was their leader, however he shed a single tear for his beloved.

 

Dylan reached a door outfitted with an electronic lock, he tapped at his phone and saw the picture his daughter sent him on the code to this door. He types in the code 199319972001201520182022, what a ridiculous long code, he thought. The door popped open as Gail once again took point. A flash of light followed by a loud bang echoed in the next room, Gail fell to the ground bleeding from his neck. Dr. Ella bolts away. Rick took point as he approached Gail. From what he could tell, it didn’t nip an artery, just grazed the skin.

 

“Gail is doin fine, zee bullet just a grazin hissa a skin” Rick explained.

 

“Who was that?” Noriko asked.

“That was Dr. Ella, okay let’s search this place before she has the nerve to come back” Dylan ordered.

 

Noriko wanders around as she strays from the group into a hallway before heading off to a remote room. Where she picks up a journal titled, The Ozymandias Project. She began reading the journal.

 

Dr. Ella took her raptor research she had obtained while learning from Dr. Wu and applied it to BioSyn’s Chaos Project. There are details of Dr. Ella working with Dr. Eddie: She combined her knowledge of the Raptor genetics with Eddie’s genetic hybridization expertise. 

 

The next few pages of the book details how after working with Dr. Eddie on the Chaos Project, she gained enough clout with the heads of BioSyn to start her very own hybrid project dubbed the Ozymandias Project. She attempted to make smarter dinosaurs by hybridizing them with human DNA but the dino-men failed to mature past the fetus state. She then experimented with other creature genetics leading to the creation of the Australis, a tyrannosaurus-plant hybrid which failed to hatch from its egg. The second hybrid she had created was a spinosaurus-lionfish hybrid dubbed a Miaplacidus, which also failed to hatch. The third hybrid she created was a giganotosaurus-lobster-ant hybrid called a Cebalrai, it successfully hatched but the hatchling was born with two heads and it was blind; the hatchling expired shortly afterwards after starving to death. The fourth hybrid she created was an ankylosaurus-utahraptor hybrid called a Regulus, it had successfully hatched and survived long enough to reach adulthood. This success led to Dr. Ella to use more raptor DNA as the basis of her project with the creation of her fifth hybrid, a hammerhead, electric eel, Velociraptor hybrid she dubbed an Algol and her sixth hybrid a gorilla-velociraptor hybrid she dubbed a Kornephoros. 

 

The last chapter details her work in improving on the failed Cebalrai; she reworked the giganotosaurus DNA by removing the lobster and ant DNA and replacing it with snake and salamander DNA. She dubbed her seventh hybrid, Rigel, The last paragraph details why Dr. Ella named her hybrid dinosaurs after stars because she believed her creations will one day replace humanity. She just needs more research before resuming her dinomen experiments.

 

“Had a good read?” Dr. Ella attempts to shoot Noriko but misses.

 

“What is wrong with you? What is it that you are trying to conceive? What's the purpose of these hybrids?” Noriko asked.

 

“What's wrong with me? Humanity is the problem, my dear. You, me, everyone. I created these hybrids to test the limits of our power over genetics and there I saw I can change the future. I realized why my earlier projects had failed because I used the wrong human stock. Rather than harvesting DNA from hobos, I discovered that during certain development stages from  adolescence to adulthood a certain chemical is secreted during this growing process. The teenagers will make the perfect resources for my unborn children,” Dr. Ella laughed.

 

“You're insane,” Noriko retorted.

Dr. Ella grunted while she fired another set of bullets at Noriko. “Humans are a dying species! We are unworthy of survival! Humans causes climate change, Humans are causing the next mass extinction, Humans are violent, Humans are murderers” each time she speaks she fires a shot at Noriko.

 

Damian hears a strange sound coming from the jungle. A Kornephoros leaps out of the fern bushes. It crushes Damian’s skull before dragging his body away. The creature sniffs the air tracking its mother from the rest. It leaps onto a rafter before leaping to another.

 

“None of those idiots in BioSyn understood my true potential, not even the idiots in Masrani global nor InGen understood my true goal and talents” Dr. Ella cried.

 

The Kornephoros leaps down from the rafters on to Dr. Ella, It snarls at the frightened doctor as it gets ready to kill her. Rick blows the creature away with Gail's shotgun.

 

“How ya holdin up in here, mon” Rick asked Noriko. But the japanese girl quickly rushes over to restrain Dr. Ella with a black thick tie-tie. “Oh T’I see yo already have tings figured out here’ya mon?”

 

“Can you stop talking and drop the fake Jamaican accent already, it's getting annoying since you were born in Nashville, Kentucky” Noriko struggled to keep Dr. Ella still.

 

“Okay,” Rick started speaking with an American accent, ‘Yo, I heard there is a helicopter on the roof’s helipad, we can take that to get the rugrats”

 

The campers had just finished burying Yasmina in the backyard of the abandoned InGen power plant. When they heard a large helicopter approaching the abandoned InGen power planet. When the helicopter landed, Noriko stepped out. 

 

“Hey kids, want to ride with us?” Noriko asked.

EPISODE 28: ISLAND OF SARCASM

 

Brooklynn was walking through the jungle. The sound of a distant helicopter was heard, she followed the sound of the helicopter until she came out into a clearing. The helicopter was circling around before slowly growing closer to her location. The biosyn logo was on the side of the helicopter as it began to land. The side door opens up, four BioSyn security goons jump out to grab Brooklynn. Their leader slides the helicopter side door closed as they take off into the sky. Brooklyn struggles as her hands were bound by a thick black tietie, her lips were sealed by duct tape since her screaming was giving the biosyn security a headache. 

 

“Mmmmm! Mmmmm!” Brooklynn gave her captors the evil eye. She glanced out of the window and saw the island slowly shrink. The helicopter flies alongside the coastline of Isla Sorna before leaving that island as well before reaching an island that was dominated by a large mountain.

 

Isla Tacano came into view. A large constrictor snake with green scaly horns can be seen stalking a glyptodon; a prehistoric relative to the armadillo. The glyptodon retreats in its shell but the hybrid snake coils itself around the shelled mammal. The snake gapes open its maw, its four viper-like, like a switchblade, pop out. It attempts to grab a hold of the shelled mammal but its fangs were at the risk of fragmenting so it pushes its large head to flip the glyptodon on its back. Its underbelly was exposed and soft. The massive snake strikes the glyptodon’s juggler before wrapping itself around its hard shell, squeezing the prehistoric armadillo until its shell cracked from the pressure. The snake extends and widens its lower jaws to swallow the glyptodon when a pack of dire wolves slowly encroaches on the giant snake, the massive snake regurgitates the glyptodon to strike at the first wolf that dares to get close. It throws the wolf into a nearby tree before the second wolf jumps at its back, the big snake bites into the second wolf and flings it into a boulder. The snake strikes at their alpha before coiling itself around the largest wolf of their pack, the other wolves bolted away as Big Deadly crushes their father’s bones.

 

The scientists were watching the whole thing on their security cameras. The next security feed showed two helicopters arriving at isla tacano at different rates. The executive helicopter landed first. The door slid open as Lewis Dodgson and Daniel Kon were seen leaving the helicopter along with their security entourage. A tall burly man and his shorter partner were seen greeting Dr. Dodgson and Mr. Kon.

 

“Welcome to Isla Tacano, the island of stingy stuff,” Nick, the burly bald man with a fu manchu mustache says while having his arms wide open inviting for a hug. 

 

“What?” Dodgson stared at the taller man with contempt. He had no time for idiots, he had a rough day. Losing both genetics facilities on Isla Muertes was going to cost him a hefty sum in addition to losing his granddaughter.

 

“My partner is an idiot, sir. Congratulations on your promotion sir,” Lani then turns to his partner, “Nick, go make yourself useful and getting things ready,”

 

“Oh yes,” Nick runs off to the main facility. While Lani escorts the BioSyn executives to their suites. Then the second helicopter arrives causing those down below to stop to look up. The second helicopter lands, its door slid open as the security goons come rushing out two of them holding a certain pink hair girl. Lewis power walks over to the second helicopter. Brooklynn looks up and sees her grandpa approaching her. 

 

“MMGraMMndMMpa?” Brooklynn asked while still having the tape over her mouth.

 

“Brooklynn?” Lewis asked, “Thank god you're safe” he looked at his security goons, “Remove her restraints you idiots and the tape,” The goons scramble to cut the black tietie off of brooklynn and pull the duct tape free from her lips.

 

“Owww, you nearly ripped my lips off!” Brooklynn sneered at the security goons, she looked over at her grandpa. “Hey grandpa, what is this place?” She looked around, she saw electric fences and a massive mountain looming in front of her. She swore she saw smoke escaping from its peak but her concentration was broken when she was encouraged by her grandpa to come inside.

 

“This is Isla Tacano, your mom and dad were once stationed here. They were a little older than you are now but their work will pay off”

 

“I never met my real parents, what were they like, Grandpa?” Brooklynn asked. After her parents’ death, she was raised by her uncle, a famous BioSyn scientist.

 

“They were both good people, exceptional scientists. Did you know they both attended the same University as Dr. Henry Wu?” Dodgson gave her useless trivia.

 

Meanwhile back on Isla Muertes, the SynGen helicopter began to depart the Island of Death. 

“Are the charges set?” Dylan asks his subordinates.

 

Noriko, Gail, and Rick nodded. Dylan then looks to his daughter. Paula opens her laptop as she enters the code to trigger the bombs. The two genetics facilities are engulfed in a fiery inferno. The helicopter flies off to their next location. Isla Meurtes rapidly started to shrink in the distance as they slowly approached its neighbor Isla Sorna, the island of sarcasm.

 

“Isla Tacano, reports indicate that Biosyn’s main operation is located there…” Noriko is interrupted as a flock of ankyloranodons swarm their helicopter. “Damn hybrids!”

 

The hybrids swing their club tails into the helicopter before flying away to avoid the helicopter blades. The helicopter struggles to stay in the air but the engines give out as they are forced to make an emergency landing. The hybrid pterosaurs are scared away by the much larger toothed pteranodons. One of these larger pteranodons attempted to attack the landing helicopter however the treeline made it too difficult to pull off forcing the pteranodon to divert back into the sky.

 

The door slid open as Gail barrels out with his trusty shotgun. All he did was spook some beaked dimorphodons to retreat into the trees. The trees were thick and tropical like Isla Matanceros and Isla Meurtes. In the distance water can be heard, there must be a river nearby. Rick then leaves the helicopter holding his AR-15 close to his heart. Noriko arms herself with an AR-15 as well, same with Dylan and Paula. Rick and Noriko let their AR-15 hang from their harness as the two mercs reach in to grab Dr. Ella.

 

“I wasn’t planning on making a detour to Sorna. Okay, here's a plan. We make it down to the old Hammond Worker’s Village, we can probable call for help if we rig our transmitter to their tower”

 

Kenji, Betsy, Sammy, Ben, and Arthur slowly leave the helicopter. They look to Kenji on what to do next. Kenji’s thoughts were still on Yasmina, Brooklynn and Darius.

 

“Kenji, what's next, should we follow them or what?” Ben asked. 

 

He was tired of being the leader of the group, under his leadership they had lost three campers, three very good friends. Kenji sat on the dirty floor, he was tired and wanted some rest. “Maybe you should go with them, then. I’m tired of doing this…”

 

Ben recoiled, wondering what he had done to upset Kenji. Arthur was grabbing everyone’s backpacks as they were preparing to move out with the others. Betsy was in the middle of talking to Sammy when the two girls looked over at Kenji. Arthur powered walked over to Kenji as he handed the girls their backpacks and then Ben, his. 

 

“So you're quitting on us?” Arthur asked, “After everything we’ve been through! You can’t quit on us now!

 

“When did you suddenly start growing a pair?” Kenji sneered.

 

“I don’t around the same time we lost Darius to a giganotosaurus” Arthur countered.

 

“Great, then maybe you should be the leader then,” Kenji offered.

 

“You mean you’ll follow me?” Arthur was surprised, he kind of liked the idea of being leader.

 

Kenji chuckled, “No. I think you lack the balls for it”

 

“You son of a B..” Arthur balled his fist but was interrupted by Betsy. “Cool it, Arthur. Kenji, I get you are tired. Maybe we can decide on who leads our little group after we rest but for now let’s follow Dylan,”

 

“I guess so,” Kenji sighs. Betsy offers him a hand up. The two’s eyes met, Kenji and Betsy started to blush. Arthur didn’t like what was going on but he remained quiet. Ben and Sammy started to head off towards the others.

 

“You guys are coming?” Sammy asked.

 

“We're coming,” Betsy announced.

 

The campers and the SynGen mercs were traversing through the thick jungle until they came to a clearing. It was an open plains that was cut down the middle by a large river. The grassy plains were almost barren, there were no large dinosaurs in sight. Why would there be, most of Jurassic World’s dinosaurs were from Isla Sorna originally. The campers thought. However a small family of dryosaurus bolted from the forest. They were cautious as they slowly made their way to the river. A fleshy sail bursts from the water, slowly the rest of its body comes out of the water. The campers fled behind the SynGen mercenaries fearing the worst. The Mercs aimed their weapons at the sail-back dinosaur. It was an Ouranosaurus, a type of sail-back duck billed dinosaur. The Mercs relax as well as the campers. Betsy sighs as she looks down the river. She pats Kenji on the shoulder as she points towards a massive glass dome resting with the canyon beyond the plains.

 

“Looks like a bird cage,” Kenji commented.

 

“Yeah for what?” Betsy asked.

 

“Jurassic World had an aviary,” Arthur butted in, “maybe it's for the pterosaurs”

 

Betsy and Kenji gave Arthur a hard stare. “Just sayin” he replied.

 

Several large pteranodons flew overhead. The dryosaurus quickly fled into the jungle. The ouranosaurus bellows at the toothed pterosaurs. The campers and the mercs followed the pterosaurs as they flew down the river in between the canyon cliffs. The lead pteranodon lacked interest in the defensive creature and the humans as he made his way to his nesting grounds with his mates. He folded his wings near the base of the glass dome. At a safe distance the humans watched as the pteranodons line up as they squeeze through a metal door originally meant for human use. The humans slowly followed the pterosaurs as they traversed through the tight fitting hallways, once they entered the aviary the lead Pteranodon spread his impressive wingspan as he took to the air. The rest of his flight followed behind him to the rocky crags spires that were their nests.

 

Dylan pulled out his map, “We are almost there, we just need to reach the top of the aviary first”

 

“Through there, sir?” Rick asked nervously.

 

“Yes. Just keep an eye on the sky,” Dylan replied.

 

“I don’t like this,” Paula protested.

 

“You’ll be alright,” Dylan replied, “Just remember your training and you’ll be fine”

 

“What about the campers, sir?” Noriko asked.

 

“Right, you kids should stick with us and please try to keep up,” Dylan ordered.

 

The campers power walk towards the Mercs, the water a few meters away starts to depart around a fleshy reddish-brown sail.

 

Meanwhile back at Isla Tacano. Brooklynn was getting familiarized with the staff involved at the research center. She noticed a habitat unit near the left wing of the facility.  She slowly approaches a large plexiglass window. The rainforest exterior contrasts the clean office look of the facility interior. Up ahead of the trees was a massive bulky frame. Its scales were mostly gray from what Brooklynn can see between the trees. What she saw was an armored back, an ankylosaurus? She thought. She briefly sees a long tail that was an odd fusion of an ankylosaurus’s tail club with the spikes of a stegosaurus’s thagomizer. Its greenish-yellow eyes peer through the foliage. The creature lowers itself to avoid being fully revealed. It roars what can be described by a strange hybrid of an elephant crossed with a whale crossed with synthesizer.

 

Brooklynn’s body was trembling from the sound of its roar, “What the hell is that?”

 

“That is my life’s work,” a man steps from behind the pink haired girl. Brooklynn recognized the man, it was her uncle, Dr. Alphonse Kirk; one of the leading geneticists, second to her grandfather.

 

“What is it?” Brooklynn asked.

 

“It's a one of a kind Hybrid, more powerful than even InGen’s Indominus rex and far superior than mother nature’s tyrannosaurus rex” Kirk gloats, “the name is a work in progress but I’ve been thinking of diablosaurus rex”

 

“What's that thing over there”, she points at the camera feed of a giant snake.

 

“That is Big Deadly, it was originally called something else by Nick and Lani but it was too inappropriate” Dr. Kirk replied.

EPISODE 29: IT’S A BIRD CAGE

 

The SynGen mercs, the campers and Dr. Ella slowly passes by a metal cage door that's been ripped from its hinges. The footprints of grounded pterosaurs litter the ground. Dylan grits his teeth as he leads his companions through the cage-like sally port. A gang of compsognathus were drinking from the lake, a beaked dimorphodon swoops down from the sky to snatch up a compy off the ground. The rest of the small green theropods flee for their lives as they scatter in all directions. A herd of Orodromeus were startled by this event as the compies came charging through the small herbivores herd. A small green ceratopsian leptoceratops bursts from a fern bush to chase after the fleeing compsognathus swarm. The group slowly avoided the wildlife as they hugged the rocky walls. The orodromeus ignored the humans as they continued to feed on the moss and lichen from the canyon walls. A leptoceratops plays around with a compsognathus it just killed with its beak.

 

A trio of herrerasaurids called staurikosaurus were hunting another herd of Orodromeus. The primitive saurischians charge towards the orodromeus, the small plant eaters flee from their predators as they head across the shallows of the river as they battle the currents to get to the other side. A parasuchus ambushes the orodromeus herd, taking one to its watery grave. The water surrounding the devoured orodromeus was quickly replaced with blood. 

 

In the chaos the humans had slowly ascended up a small ledge overlooking the river below. The staurikosaurus trio hadn't caught the human’s scent yet. They watched patiently as the orodromeus panicked in the water, some drifting downstream as they grew too exhausted to fight the currents. The staurikosaurus race down the river bank to catch up to their prey. A large mass displaces the water around the river as it battles against the currents.

 

A pteranodon squawks at the mercs, Dr. Ella, and the campers, it throws itself down the cliff edge as it flares out its wings. A fleshy sail bursts from the water as a long crocodilian snout snaps shut around the pteranodon’s neck before dragging it into the water. The spinosaurus was the largest creature they had seen in las cinco muertes, even larger than the giganotosaurus and the two spinosauruses they had encountered previously. It had scars aligning its snout, eye ridge and neck. It was also missing its left thumb claw from a fight it had lost a couple of years ago.

 

The spinosaurus turned his attention to the humans. From its only good eye and the scent of the humans brought nostalgic memories of chasing six humans across this island seventeen years ago. The spinosaurus bellows in murderous glee as it quickly stomps across the river. The mercs and the campers quickly ran across the ledge as the spinosaurus was quickly gaining on them. The spinosaurus roars again as three large pterandons dive bomb from the misty sky above. This gave the humans enough time to search for a ladder. The humans quickly climbed the ladder leading to the lower levels of the observatory. The spinosaurus snapped at his jaws at the pterosaurs causing them to retreat back to the misty ceiling. The humans were catching their breath as the commotion outside died down.

 

The spinosaurus bites into the mesh wall before reaching both claws out to pull the mesh wall off its hinges. The mesh wall falls onto the rocky ground before sliding off into the river below. The spinosaurus shoves its snout into the mesh wall hallway. Snapping as it burrows deeper into the human habitation tunnel.

 

The mercs and campers bolted up a stairway leading to the next level. The spinosaurus couldn’t reach the next floor. The spinosaurus bites into one of the metal supports that were bolted into the side of the cliff. The second floor rumbled as the Mercs and Campers raced to the next floor above. One by one the spinosaurus destroys the second floor's pillars; the entire mesh tunnel had rapidly begun to fall into the river along with the spinosaurus.

 

The Mercs and Campers stared out from the third floor, the mech frame slowly sank beneath the river’s surface. A flesh sail burst from the water, the spinosaurus had managed to survive. The spinosaurus turned its green eyed gaze towards the humans, it roared angrily before waded through the river. 

 

“Next time, dad, let’s avoid the bird cage,” Paula said, still trying to catch her breath.

 

“Come on, we're almost there” Dylan motioned.

 

“How much further,” Gail asked.

 

Dylan reads the map, “Okay beyond the birdcage, there is an old electric fence around this sector. We need to go north then we should press on east. It may take three days to reach the worker’s village; thankfully InGen removed most of the dangerous dinosaurs off the island. Our spinosaurus friend here must have hid in the aviary to escape capture” they watched as the spinosaurus retreated back into the water. It's good eye still watching them from down from the river. The pteranodons swoop past the caged hallways as the humans wander the upper layers of the observatory. 

 

Dr. Ella sees her chance to flee, she bolts past Paula as she shoves Betsy out of the way she recklessly ran across the bridge from the observatory to the caged gilded hallway leading to the stairs. The pteranodons patrol around the catwalk their forms melt into the mist but the flap of their wings and their bird-like squawks make them seem more like deadly phantoms than predators.

 

“Shit! She got away!” Rick cursed.

 

“She can’t get very far, not on this island” Gail reminds his friend.

 

“Okay, how are we going to catch her again?” Rick asked.

 

“We chase after her,” Gail replied.

 

“What? Have yo lost yo damn mind or somethin,” Rick argued.

 

“We blast our way through,” Gail replied while brandishing his shotgun.

 

“That just dumb,” Rick retorted.

 

“Do we have a choice?” Gail replied.

 

Rick sighed as he grabbed his AR-15 from the harness. Gail nods his head to his African American friend, Rick returns the gesture as they both bolted across the catwalk firing randomly in the air. The pteranodons swiftly avoided the catwalk. 

 

“Let’s go!” Gail shouted to the others.

 

Sammy bolted across the catwalk, she disappeared in the mist. Betsy bolts across the catwalk, the sounds of wings flapping made her heart beat faster. The other side materialized from the mist and Sammy was waiting for her. Ben and Noriko race across the catwalk as they disappear into the mist. They rematerialize at the otherside in one piece. Kenji and Arthur both took a deep breath, “ready for this?” Kenji asked Arthur.

 

“I think so… hey just in case one of us doesn’t make it out alive” Arthur was about to say something important. He felt he was being shoved across the catwalk, “ahhhhhhhhh”

 

“Come on man, keep running,” Kenji urged.

 

“Okay okay….” Arthur starts running on his own. The flap of the pteranodon's wings echoed across the aviary, Arthur was subconsciously keeping an eye on the sky before he knew it he was on the other side to the happy faces of his friends.

 

Dylan and Paula were next, Paula was in front as her father was popping a few shots in the air. “Rick and Gail, move out!” Dylan ordered. Gail races his way to the other side with his commanding officer and daughter. 

 

Rick was the last one on the catwalk. A pteranodon swoops down to grab Rick by the shoulders, lifting him off the ground. “Rick!” Gail rushes back to shoot the large pterosaur off his friend. The shotgun pepper shoots the flying reptile in the left wing. The pteranodon plummets along with Rick to the bottom of the aviary. Both man and beast plunge into the watery depth below. Rick swims up to the surface only to be pulled below as the parasuchus has got a hold of his leg. Rick pulls out his glock, he squeezes the trigger as he injures the parasuchus. Rick swims back to the surface, only to be grabbed by another pteranodon only for both pteranodon and Rick to be caught in the jaws of the spinosaurus. The pteranodon survival instincts make it release Rick before high tailing back to the mist above. The spinosaurus snapped closed, its crocodile-like jaws, finishing off Rick.

 

“Gail! Forget it, he's gone!” Ryan shouts to Gail.

 

“Damn it!” Gail screams.

 

The campers and the rest of the mercs climb the spiral staircase. They see out of the window looking down at the aviary. They turned around to see the entrance door had been opened. In the distance they see a broken down perimeter fence that barely survived 24 years of neglect.

EPISODE 30: SMARTER THAN PRIMATES

 

Dr. Ella turned around and spotted the Mercs and Campers had just managed to reach the observatory entrance doors. She watched from behind the tree as the mercs and campers were heading east. She shook her head, grateful they were heading to the worker village and not the incubation labs. She slowly hides the rest of her behind the tree. The mercs and campers went north of the decrepit electric perimeter fence. Dr. Ella smiles wickedly as she heads for the abandoned labs just west of the aviary complex.

 

Dylan’s group followed along the water canyon. They spotted a few pre-masrani baryonyxes emerging from a cave down below in the canyon river valley. They were hunting for fish as the midday light shone upon their pale brown hide. Orodromeus and leptoceratops herds scattered from the underbrush as the mercs and campers ran across the forest floor. Beaked dimorphodons retreat into the understory of the trees. Unaware they were being stalked by a predator. Yellow avian eyes follow the humans. A medium sized dromaeosaurid leapt from the bushes. It looked similar to the velociraptors the campers had encountered but shorter and copperhead brown. The deinonychus growled at the humans. Their alpha barks to keep its subordinates in line but one of them lowered itself to the ground ready to strike.

 

Betsy looks away as the deinonychus leapt onto Gail, the middle aged man struggles with the dromaeosaurid when an all too familiar avian bark brought both human and deinonychus to stop what they were doing and on alert. The alpha deinonychus chirp barks to its subordinates to flee but it is already too late. A dark dromaeosaurid bolts into the pack of deinonychus. The one attack Gail was now laying on the ground dead. The dark purple dromaeosaurid had red colored avian eyes, quills on its head with a streak of white running down from its eye down its neck to the sides of its flank. The dorsal region of its head, neck, and back were colored red. The dominant subspecies of Velociraptor on this island was enjoying its kill. Where there was one West Sorna raptor there were others.

 

Dylan bolts to Gail to help him up while the bigger raptor was busy eating the smaller raptor. Dylan directed the rest of his companions to run north. The larger West Sorna rose his head as the humans fled along with the deinonychus. He barks to summon the rest of his companions. Several other west sorna raptors emerge from the bushes resembling him and some where bone white covered in dark spots with yellow eyes; the females.

 

The raptors ambush the humans from the clearing ahead of themselves. Three raptors cut them off in front, while two raptors encroached on their flanks with two raptors closing in on their rear. Dylan counted three females and four males. He aimed his gun whom he perceives to be the Alpha couple. The alpha male and female from past experiences have learned of humans and their weapons. The alpha male hissed at his peers, the other raptors slowly backed away. He chirps to his mate as she too backed away as did he. 

 

“Smart bastards,” Dylan commented.

“Sir, what are your orders?” Noriko asked.

 

“Wait,” Dylan replied.

 

Paula and the campers were growing increasingly nervous even after the raptors kept their distance but they were still there just waiting for them to drop their guard or become exhausted. The alpha male picked up an alarming scent in the air, he raised his head to confirm the direction of the scent. He swung his to his mate as he chirped in a rapid session before barking to the other raptors before releasing a drawn out snarl, he gestured his head backwards. The West Sorna Raptors fled from the humans.

 

“Where do they think they are going?” Sammy asked, puzzled by the raptor’s strange behavior.

 

“I have no idea,” Ben replied.

 

Arthur had a worried expression on his face as did Kenji and Betsy, Paula looked behind herself. While Noriko, Dylan and Gail were staring at the fleeing Raptors. Paula gasped as the jungle looked like it was moving towards them. The different shades of greens shifted into a rusty brown familiar form; it was a carnotaurus and it had the ability to camouflage. The carnotaurus growled before bellowing a full roar. The older mercenaries began to open fire on the horned theropod. The bullets barely penetrated its thick hide despite giving the creature pause. The Carnotaurus lunges at the mercenaries, by its actions it manages to divide the adults from the teenagers. It snarls at the mercs angrily before being forced to retreat back into the thick woods; Its skin takes on the surrounding environment's vibrant hues as the creature seemingly vanishes into thin air. The jungle once more comes alive as two more carnotaurus shifted out of their chameleon state; The one from earlier and its mate.

 

The raptors watch from a distance, they recognize they are on the edge of their own territory. Of the entire island, only the western corner is where their kind can call home. Ignoring the other larger theropod territories that overlap their own, the west sorna raptors territory borders on the original nublar variants territory in central sorna. The alpha female chirps to her alpha male. The alpha male eyes the two carnotaurus carefully.

 

The carnotaurus were successful in driving away the adult mercs from the teenager campers. Now both large theropods are chasing away each group in opposite directions. Dylan, Gail and Noriko head north in the confusion. While the Kenji, Sammy, Betsy, Arthur, Ben, and Paula were driven south-west.

 

The campers hiked through the thick jungle forest as they found themselves coming across an abandoned building. It was the old InGen Embryonics Administration Compound. After 17 years the place looked even more decrepit than it did when Dr. Alan Grant last visited these ruins. The campers toured the moldy walls as they looked around curiously. Tanks that had long been shattered or their contents had long decayed in the humid environment leaving only tiny bones of unborn dinosaurs decorate the embronics room. It reminded the campers of the facilities on matanceros and muertes; but this compound was clearly older. 

 

An incubator caught their eye, it was entitled spinosaurus. Ben accidentally hits the open switch. The pod still had power even after all of these years; opened to reveal an empty pod. The power finally dies. A series of laminated files were stuck on a metal clipboard, entitled Amalgam Test.

 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

Name: “Spinosaurus aegyptiacus” (Spined Reptile of Egypt)

Genome: Spinosaurus aegyptiacus, Torvosaurus ingens, Suchomimus tenerensis, Baryonyx walkeri, and Rana rana 

Date of Creation: July 18th, 1999

 

#created: 1

 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

Name: Corythosaurus casuarius 

Genome: Corythosaurus casuarius, Casuarius casuarius, and Rana rana

Date of Creation: May 22nd, 1999

 

#created: 10

 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

Name: Ankylosaurus magniventris

Genome: Ankylosaurus magniventris and Rana rana

Date of Creation: May 11th, 1999

 

#created: 10

 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

Name: Pteranodon longiceps gigantis

Genome: Pteranodon longiceps, Coloborhynchus capito, and Rana rana

Date of Creation: May 11th, 1999

 

#created: 10

 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

Name: Velociraptor antirrhopus sornaensis

Genome: Velociraptor mongoliensis, Deinonychus antirrhopus, Utahraptor ostrommaysi, Achillobator gigantis, Casuarsi bennetti and Rana rana 

Date of Creation: June 17th, 1999

 

#created: 16

 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

Name: Velociraptor antirrhopus leopardis

Genome: Velociraptor mongoliensis, Deinonychus antirrhopus, and Pseudotitan ruber

Date of Creation: September 3rd, 1998

 

#created: 10

 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

Name: Velociraptor antirrhopus tigris

Genome: Velociraptor mongoliensis, Deinonychus antirrhopus, and Ambystoma tigrinum

Date of Creation: April 2nd, 1997

 

#created: 10

 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

“Great more frankenstein shit,” Kenji sighs after Betsy reads off the files.

 

“The dates correspond with the hybrid projects,” Betsy pulls out the files she had collected in her backpack. “The amalgam test must have been the start of these hybrid projects” Betsy placed these files into her backpack. “Come on, we must get outta here,” Betsy tells Kenji. Kenji nodded as they headed for the exit.

 

Meanwhile several miles north of them going east. Noriko and Gail stop to catch their breath, Dylan looks around and notices his daughter is missing. “Paula? Paula!” He shouts. The sounds of rapid footprints forced the mercs to run once more as they headed into a clearing. They slip as they tumble down a hill over a rocky ridge into a dried up river bed. The raptors arrive but stop along the dried river’s edge separating them from the mercs. The alpha male snaps his jaws before snarling at the humans. The western sorna raptors hesitantly retreat further back into the woods, their eyes fixated on the human’s weapons. The mercs glance to their side of the clearing. Long grass snaked around the redwood trees, a refreshing sight that contrasts the raptor’s side of the dried river where the tropical trees called home. The alpha male makes one final growl before leaving with his pack.

 

“What's with them?” Noriko asked.

 

“We must be in their rival’s territory” Dylan remembered something about there being different velociraptor subspecies across the island. 

 

“Let’s keep moving” Gail pushed on ahead of the mercs. Gail pushes past the long grass, “Are y'all coming?” Still Dylan was nervous, something about long grass.

EPISODE 31: THE LONG GRASS

 

The campers toured the rest of the embryonic facility, most of the facility was old with most of the facility being made back during the 80’s. However some parts of the facility were added in the late 90s. They leave the embryonics labs as they enter the kennel chamber. Empty cages of various sizes filled the chamber. A large theropod shadow is casted on the wall, the silhouette was unmistakably that of a large dromaeosaurid.

 

“Velociraptor” Kenji whispered. The campers slowly backed away from the cage room as they slowly made their way into the facility. The raptor was unsurprisingly of the western Sorna stock. It was male but its nasal crest was a duller color than the alpha male’s bright red. The campers hid amongst the clutter as the young male raptor wandered aimlessly. The raptor tapped its toe claw on the ground. The raptor makes a disturbing cat-like purr noise as it moves in a very chicken-like manner. The raptor was slowly encroaching upon Sammy who was hiding underneath a desk. A loud crashing noise echoes through the labs. 

 

The raptor jerks its head away from the desk. Paula could see from her vantage point the raptor peeled back its thin lips into a snarl. It raises its claws. While Sammy could see the raptor’s feet suddenly take flight. The raptor screamed as it bolted towards the direction of the crashing sound. A pachycephalosaurus leaps in front of the velociraptor. It groans territorially. The thick headed herbivore scraps its feet against the ground before charging at the raptor. The raptor leapt onto the two legged herbivore’s back before leaping behind it. The pachycephalosaurus’s moment is thrown off as it crashes into an embryonic tank. The campers bolt from their hiding places, the raptor jerks its head towards the fleeing humans. It smiled at them as it growled. The pachycephalosaurus blocks its path; the raptor growls.

 

The campers ran out into what remains of the lab's parking lot when they were confronted by the rest of the raptor’s pack. The western sorna raptors slowly encircled the campers. The raptors attention shifted when hearing the crying calls for help within the facility. A male and female sorna raptor break from the pack as they bolt into the labs. The young raptor was cornered by the pachycephalosaurus. It repeats its cries for help as it's pinned under a desk. The pachycephalosaurus prepares to make the killing blow when it is felled by a strike to its jugular. The two older raptors make short work of the domed skulled herbivore before helping their young pack mate. They push the desk off of the youngest before lightly nipping him for being reckless. 

The rest of the raptor pack slowly encroached on the campers. Paula raised her weapon at the Alpha male. A familiar groan emanates from the jungle. The raptors began chirping to each other. The older raptors barked from inside the labs. An ankylosaurus with a misshapen horn bursts from the jungle. The western sorna raptors quickly broke eye contact with the humans as they ran into the labs.

 

It was Bumpy, behind her was a small herd of ankylosauruses roughly her age. But they didn’t resemble the ankylosauruses from Nublar, they were darker and their faces were red. Yet again the pachycephalosaurus and the other dinosaurs were different here, from the ones from Nublar. These were the survivors of the original Jurassic Park stock and amalgam test stock. Bumpy slowly approaches Ben, she nudges her beak against his hand. She still remembers him after two years of being separated. The raptors watch out from the laboratory’s windows. The raptors stare off as the campers leave with the ankylosauruses.

 

Meanwhile SynGen mercs contemplate whether to risk entering the long grass. It's been several hours since they waited. Dylan was worried about his daughter, he was torn between following the mission and rescuing his daughter. The mercs heard heavy footsteps approaching, they aimed their guns out at the jungle. A herd of young ankylosauruses came out from the jungle being led by a Jurassic World bred ankylosaurus and with her were the campers and Paula.

 

“Dad!” Paula ran to her father, “Paula” Dylan to his daughter as they embraced each other.

 

The mercs and campers heard another groan, out from the tall grass was a herd of older ankylosauruses. The two herds commingle before merging into a single herd.

 

“This is incredible, I thought Sorna was stripped of its dinosaurs” Norika observed.

 

“Well like what Dr. Malcolm always said, “Life finds a way” Dylan quotes, “There are a plethora of caves and hiding places on the island, that’s where some of them must had fled”

 

“How do you know so much about this island? Aren’t you mercenaries?” Betsy asked.

 

“Eh, not mercenaries' purses were more of a security force. You could say we're a lot like Jurassic World’s ACU,” Dylan explained.

 

“So what is SynGen? Another genetics corporation?” Arthur asked.

 

“Synthesis Genetics technologies,” Noriko replied, “We were founded by former Biosyn, Masrani, and InGen employees. Our employer wants to revive Sorna as well as include the rest of Las Cinco Muertes as a dinosaur sanctuary preserve”

 

The group could hear the distant roars of an allosaurus in the distance. Dylan leads the humans into the long grass, “Be careful, the long grass may provide cover from the larger dinosaurs but on the flip side. It's a hunting ground for raptors”

“Raptors? Great, we just escaped from a pack an hour ago,” Arthur complained.

 

“We must press on, Arthur,” Betsy encouraged him.

 

“Why don’t we just feed Arthur to them?” Kenji jokes.

 

Betsy sighs, “Paula, wait for me,” Betsy catches up with the merc girl.

 

“Shhhhh, they can hear you,” Dylan whispers.

 

They slowly traverse through the thick tall grass when Sammy suddenly trips on something hard. “Oww” she yelps. She gasps as she sees the stained brown skeletal human remains and their rusted weapons.

 

“Come on, we're almost there,” Dylan whispered.

 

“Who were they?” Sammy asked.

 

“They were an early expedition force, they were big game hunters hired by InGen under Peter Ludlow’s administration,” Dylan explained.

 

“Yes my father said something about that, Ludlow didn’t agree with Hammond’s vision in turning Sorna into a nature reserve, Ludlow wanted to remove the dinosaurs off of Sorna for his Jurassic Park: San Diego Project” Kenji explains.

 

“In the end, Hammond's dream of a nature preserve came into fruition. A year later, InGen was bought out by Masrani Global. Masrani and BioSyn were secretly visiting the island, they made illegal clones of several dinosaur species,” Dylan continued.

 

They walked past a large rib cage-like structure as they passed through an open metal electronic gate door connected to a cage-like structure that burrow through the large perimeter fence. A metal plaque titled “ingen” was seen hanging above the gate, with its slogan “we make your future” below it. The group counted 18 buildings that comprised the worker village, the village had seen better days, they spotted the decayed remains of a station wagon and two tow aircraft trucks. Beyond the vehicles was a gas station, its windows had been destroyed 21 years ago. There was a geothermal power plant near the very rear of the village. They spotted the tower-like Kiln house and its garage. Then they saw the old boarding house next to the Kiln house.

 

Further in the village was the Burroughs sector, where there were several residences, a cafe, a general store, there was a collapsed water tower, there was also a saloon, a workers barracks, some bungalows, and a basketball court. At the very back of the village was the operations center. The very heart of the operations on Isla Sorna. They could also see some of the perimeter had been damaged, possibly destroyed from weather and larger dinosaurs. The group slowly navigated the village, large footsteps were heard coming from behind the buildings. Noriko, Dylan and Gail ready their weapons as they take aim at whatever is coming their way. A small herd of parasaurolophus and corythosaurus were hiding off in the village. The group spotted the transmitter tower however it had since been torn down by something big. They slowly approached the tower seeing if they could somehow jury rig it to power up their transmitter but it was no use, the internal wires were hacked to pieces not by tools but by teeth. Dylan removed a large t. rex tooth out of the metal frame, it was old and showing signs of decay. Whoever left this tooth as very big but the tooth wasn’t left there recently judging from its decaying appearance the Rex that left this tooth behind may be as old as Rexy but unlike Jurassic World’s T. rex, this one lived a harsh life on isla sorna.

 

Tiger striped male raptors and their complete gray stripeless female counterparts slowly return from their extended hunting trip. They competed with the other raptor variants for more than 21 years, their numbers had since diminished since the great ecological collapse but slowly they are recovering. The western sorna raptors may be more intelligent than they were but these nublar raptors were more aggressive yet possessed a lethal cunning mind. They were much smarter than the occasional matancero raptors that made their home in the western interior half of Isla Sorna. The nublar raptors begin sniffing around, the scent of humans puts the raptor pack on alert.

 

The group quickly searched for a way to escape the raptor pack but there was a way they could hide in the operations center. They quickly made it up the steps of the operation center, they pushed open the double doors that reminded the campers of the old visitor center on nublar. They quickly walked past a mural with the old jurassic park visitor center and ford explorers near a tyrannosaurus with its jaws gaped open and a spitting dilophosaurus. The raptors slowly pass the church as they follow the human scent trail across the village. They are stopped by the hadrosaurus herd. The parasaurolophus and corythosaurus grunt and honk at the raptors. A droplet of water landed on the tiger raptor’s nose. He raises his head up at the sky as the rain falls from the sky. The alpha male jerked his head towards the boarding house. He snaps at his pack mates to keep order before slowly making their way back to their nests. The scent of humans was being washed away.

 

The parasaurolophus and corythosaurus sought refuge under the tattered awnings of the saloon and cafe. They grunted and honked as the rain sprinkled on their exposed scales. The raptors were on guard as they frequently peered their heads out of the opening.

 

“So now that the comms tower is destroyed, what do we do sir?” Noriko asked.

 

Dylan rubbed his face in frustration, he was out of ideas. A thought occurred to him, once he spotted a map of the island. “There is always the summit transmission tower on Mt. Watson,” Gail suggested. Dylan was pleasantly surprised that Gail was thinking the same thing. 

 

“No good, that mountain is crawling with eastern sorna raptors,” Noriko countered.

 

“What's with this island, being crawling with raptors?” Ben asked, “Also why are there so many different types?”

 

“Maybe they were trying to perfect them?” Betsy wild mass guessed, “Think of it, why were the raptors secluded in Jurassic World from the rest of the other animals?”

 

“According to my father, InGen always had problems when breeding the raptors,” Kenji added.

 

“Originally, it started out with a single batch of eight raptors” Gail started to explain, “Hammond needed eight more, so another batch was grown from the same DNA culture. However, only one raptor survived once it reached maturity it proved very difficult to restrain her. Once she was brought to Isla Nublar, I heard she killed all but two of the original batch of raptors. I remember my old college Muldoon refer to her as the Big One”

 

“So what about these tiger-looking ones,” Sammy asked.

 

“After the incident involving the Big One, there was going to be a replacement batch. But the 1993 Isla Nublar incident occurred, canceling any plans to ship the new raptors to Jurassic Park. At that point we got a call from Hammond to allow the male chromosome to be implanted in this new batch, and were surprised to see the difference in coloration between the males and the females. Then the next thing we were doing was releasing them into the wild, part of Hammond’s nature preserve project. When we directed a satellite to scan the area, we were surprised that the raptors took shelter in the abandoned village, transportation centers, labs and even the communications center” Gail explained, “the rest were as in the documents, the spotted raptors, the eastern sorna raptors and the western sorna raptors were part of the amalgam tests”

EPISODE 32: ANDROCLES’ RAPTOR

 

Betsy and Paula watched out from the second floor as the raptors continued to monitor the Operations Center. Dylan led Ben and Sammy across from the back to a chain fence, it was already open for a long time now. It was their only way out of the village. Noriko escorts Arthur and Kenji to the fence. Gail went back to the operations center to gather Betsy and Paula. The nublar raptors were growing restless as they stared out from the boarding house at the operations center. The hadrosaurs had moved away just enough for the raptors to seize their opportunity. Gail heard some scuffling behind him. A Nublar raptor screams at the three humans as it gives chase. Making an odd sound as it ran after them.

 

Gail spun around as he aimed his weapon at the raptors but to his surprise they were gone. The alpha female snuck up behind Gail. Paula and Betsy threw smoke grenades they found at the female raptor. They ran over to Gail as they directed him outside as the female nublar raptor fled. They race through the chain fence door. They traverse south as they head deeper into the mountains. The alpha male barked to summon his pack. He bared his teeth in a death grin as he watched his prey headed through the south gate. Paula trips and falls down a steep hill taking Betsy and Gail with her as they tumble down the steep hill. The tiger striped raptors snarl as they avoid the steep incline. 

The three humans tumbled down the leaves covered hill until they fell into a fast flooded creek. The sounds of raptors hissing and snarling were growing distant as the dromaeosaurids looked for another way down the hill.

 

Betsy slowly comes too, she had washed upon the side of a creek bed. She felt something was biting her. She realized she was covered in leeches. She looked around but she didn’t see Paula nor Gale. She heard a loud groan, her eyes darted towards an abandoned ducen half bearing the InGen logo on its doors. She sat in the trailer seat, surprisingly the tarp was still intact despite being here for almost 30 years. There she carefully removed the leeches from her body. She looks around for some dry firewood and begins a fire. A pack of compsognathus were lured to the truck by the scent of blood however the fire kept them at bay. Betsy was drying her clothes while she was busy at work fashioning a branch into a makeshift spear with her swiss army knife she kept in her backpack.

 

She knew the fire would keep the smaller carnivores away but she worried about the larger ones, she looked at her makeshift spear, she was dissatisfied with it. She looked over at the campfire contemplating tossing the spear into it. The sound of a raptor’s hiss-roar caught her attention. She darted her eyes into the forest. She carefully made her way towards, her spear gripped firmly in her hands as she slowly approached the source of the noise. Silence. 

 

Her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest as she looked around carefully. A raptor’s jaws snapped dangerously close to her neck, she fell on her butt before gaining some distance away from the raptor. She slowly returned to see her predator; It was a western sorna velociraptor. However this one was covered in a light layer of protofeathers around his cranium, neck, shoulders, back, hips, and tail. The red streak of the male variants was brightly red and orange like a fire streak. The raptor continued to growl at her but didn’t budge from his location. 

 

His leg was trapped in a beartrap. The bear trap looked new because of the lack of rust on it. The metallic claws were digging into his leg, blood was dripping from his wounds. If she doesn’t do something, this dinosaur will die. The raptor began making sadly chirping noises as he called for his pack mates but there was no answer. Betsy slowly watched over the fuzzy raptor, she noticed his cries for help had gone answered. A pack of compys, the same ones that were harassing her at the campfire, were slowly encroaching on the hurt raptor. Firestreak, snapped his jaws around a careless compsognathus before tossing it against the tree. The rest of the compys lept on to the raptor’s back biting at his flesh.

 

Betsy ran back to her campfire, she grabs a burning branch before running back to shoo away the compys. The small green dinosaurs fled from the raptor. The raptor resuming growling at her but this time he doesn’t attempt to attack her. The raptor licks his bite wounds left by the compys. He grooms his protofeathers, before licking his foreclaws and rubbing them on his cranial quills. Betsy observes Firestreak, he reminds her of a big cat mixed with a bird.

Betsy does her best to examine the bearclaw trap from a safe distance. She goes out to the creek to catch a fish with her stick spear. She manages to catch a fish. She tosses the fish near Firestreak. The raptor was very cautious of it and the human. He carefully sniffs the flapping fish before eating. She had observed with her interactions with the raptor that he had not succumbed to their compys venomous bites. He must have gained immunity to it during his hunts.

 

A herd of orodromeus and leptoceratops wander in the forest. Then surprisingly a small herd of parasaurolophus slowly made their presence before disappearing into the thick forest. She could spot some more up a hill along with some corythosaurus making a trek to new feeding grounds. 

 

A loud roar stole her from her thoughts. Betsy drops the burning wood as she readies her sharpened stick spear. A small slender looking tyrannosaurus slowly makes his way through the forest; it was an albertosaurus. Its scales were colored with a mix of mottled browns and tans. The albertosaurus inhales the smoke from the burning branch. He directed his tiny yellow eyes at the girl. He panned his gaze to the injured raptor. The albertosaurus growls as he approaches the injured raptor. Betsy japs her sharp stick into the albertosaurus’s leg. The spear snaps in half due to its poor construction. 

 

“Oh sh…” Betsy is thrown in the air by the albertosaurus’s tail before crashing against the ground, “ow!” Betsy quickly grabs the burning branch, she tosses it with all of her might onto the albertosaurus’s back. The albertosaurus howls as he turns back around towards the girl. Betsy picks up a rock. The albertosaurus charges towards the girl, Betsy tosses the rock into its eye. The albertosaurus snaps its jaws closed as it reacts to the pain in its eye. Betsy quickly runs over to the bear trap. She pulls the trap open with all of her might. Firestreak quickly removes his leg from the trap. He snarls at Betsy, before darting his red avian eyes towards the albertosaurus. The raptor despite his injuries finds the strength to snarl-roar at the much larger albertosaurus. The albertosaurus returned the gesture. 

 

Firestreak peeled his lips back brandishing his razor sharp teeth before charging forward. The albertosaurus lunges forward with his jaws gaped wide open. Firestreak leapt onto the tyrannosaurid. He inflicts damage on the albertosaurus’ injured eye with his killer claw. The pain from his leg injury hiss in pain. The albertosaurus bucks the velociraptor off. The raptor tumbled onto the ground. Betsy throws a rock at the side of the albertosaurus’ head. “Over here!” she screams at the albertosaurus.

 

The albertosaurus roars at Betsy, “Okay…” she spins around as she takes off running. The slender tyrannosaurid sprints towards the girl. Betsy zigzags through the trees as she heads for the deuce-in-half. She opens the passenger’s door before shutting it close. She squeezes herself in the foot area. The albertosaurus approaches the truck. He avoids the campfire as he sniffs the truck’s tarp. The albertosaurus climbs inside of the tailgate, his yellow eye peers through the back window. Betsy was praying to herself. She looks up at the back window, she stares at the albertosaurus as he stares back at her.

 

Firestreak leapt onto the hood of the truck, hissing at the albertosaurus. The albertosaurus tore his way out of the truck’s back tarp. The albertosaurus steps onto the cab of the truck, the weight from his foot compresses the cab’s ceiling inwards. Betsy quickly opens the door and rolls out onto the dirt. Firestreak snarls at the taller albertosaurus. A familiar sound echoed from the trees. It was another velociraptor. Firestreak chirps in a rapid succession. The sounds of frenzy screams shriek through the forest as a white raptor, gray raptor and a bright orange raptor bolted out from the trees.

 

The gray velociraptor grins at the albertosaurus as she flares her clawed arms while snarling, the white velociraptor slowly and carefully sneaks behind the albertosaurus. Firestreak hisses in pain, his leg was still bleeding from earlier. The orange tiger raptor charges towards the albertosaurus. The larger theropod sees an opening in the raptor’s attack, Firestreak was their weakest member right now. The albertosaurus ran past the western sorna raptor while head swatting the raptor into the truck before taking off into the creek.

 

Betsy was watching the whole thing from her campfire, she grabs her shirt before heading off to help Firestreak. His pack quickly trotted towards the human, they hissed at her as they prepared to attack. Firestreak hisses at his pack. The two females and other male raptor stop in their tracks as they watch Betsy intensely. Betsy places her backpack down as she medicates the leg wound before tearing up and wrapping her shirt around Firestreak’s leg. She sticks a medical pin into the shirt to make sure the bandage holds.

 

Betsy slowly backs aways from Firestreak. He slowly returns to his feet. The gray female takes a step towards Betsy only to be snapped at by the white female. The bright orange tiger raptor gives Betsy an extended stare before turning towards his packmates. The raptors quickly retreat in the forest.

 

Betsy pulls out a spare shirt from her backpack. It too was wet so it needed to be dry. She hears a twig snapped. She stands up, she stares at the broken truck. She quickly picks up a rock, ready to throw it at whatever is coming. She throws it into the bushes. “Oww!” said a very human voice.

 

Paula comes out of the bushes rubbing her head. “Paula” Betsy sighs. “Wait, where's Gale?”

Paula shrugs, Betsy frowns. Well at least she has a companion she can actually talk to that doesn’t growl.

 

“I don’t know, I woke up on the side of a bank and…” Paula was silenced by a distant roar.

 

“Oh no, not again” Betsy sighs, “It's another slim rex”

 

“I don’t think its an albertosaurus” Paula corrects, “That sounds like an Allosaurus”