Disclaimer: Jurassic World/Park or any characters, plots or similar dialogue isn't mine. However, I do own my OC, Clarissa Young.
Many of you from my tumblr will know I've been planning and getting to know Clarissa for this story. So finally, with a lot of preparation, Here's the first chapter of Cured! I'm not so sure if I'll continue with this unless people want me to continue and like it so please review so I know! Thank you!
A petite figure twisted its way through bundles of trees and bushes. A hood concealed their face, the all black outfit camouflaged them in the night and hid them from any fun-busting security guards. The rain plummeted towards the earth, hitting each object like a bullet. A lock of gold hair flew in front of the mystery figure's face and bright red finger tips brushed it out of the way, confirming the intruder to be a girl. She was nearing her final destination - the carnivore section. 10 years she had been on this island and not once was she allowed to see the meat eating wonders excluding the raptors of course. For a mother who didn't seem to give any interest in her life she sure was determined to make her life a boring hell.
Rain drops streaked down the girl's face and she forced her legs to move faster. She knew by now she would've been caught on CCTV and a patrol would be on its way. A large tree root entwined in and out of the mud caused the girl to trip over. A flashlight blinded her and she flung her hand over her eyes, blocking out the vivid ray of light. Her temporary blindness allowed her hands to be cuffed behind her in a painfully awkward position. A heavy handed man yanked her hood down revealing a young teenage girl glaring at the people around her. The men around her sighed in relief, annoyance and partly desperation. Zara Young stood in the control room staring at the screen alongside her boss, Claire Dearing. Zara clenched her jaw, anger poured from her every pore as she saw her daughter being uncuffed and escorted back to the main offices. It was the third time in 5 months her daughter had tried to rebel against her just to prove a point. Fuming, Zara decided this would be the end of it.
"Clarissa! Are you listening to me?"
Clarissa Young sat in a office chair, chin in hand as her mother, Zara, scolded her for what seemed to be the 5th time that day. It was only 9am.
"Yes. I'm all ears." Clary sighed, pushing her hair from her face.
"Again with that attitude. Take it down a notch, young lady. I did not bring you up this way. I-"
"Mum! I get it, ok? It won't happen again." Clary stood up and began heading out the door when her mother's voice made her falter.
"i'm going to lose my job with her around. Why did I have a kid?" It was evident that the hurtful comment was meant for anyone but Clary's ears. Tears glistened in her blue eyes but she refused to be weak. She squeezed her eyes shut, getting rid of any trace that she was about to cry, and clenched her fists into tight balls. Clary turned about in a sudden blaze of anger.
"I don't know, mother, you tell me. I'm confused why you even bothered in the first place."
Without waiting for a response, Clary stormed from the room. With her wavy blonde hair streaking out behind her, she rushed from the offices and into the swamped streets of Jurassic World.
Clary stood at the entrance to the offices and looked around for any place to hide, any place to avoid the wrath of her mother. The distant sound of high heels, distinctly sounding like her mother's new designer kicks, threw Clary into action as she scrambled towards the closest tree she could find to hide behind. Zara walked from the automatic doors, phone to her ear.
"I don't know, she just ran away! It doesn't matter, I have to go pick up Claire's nephews from the boat anyway. I'll talk to you about the wedding later. Bye, Alec."
Clary's face scrunched up in disgust at the mention of Clary's step-father to-be. Alec wasn't the typical evil step-parent. He was the opposite. Alec tried too hard to please Clary and get her approval. He reeked of desperation every time he complimented her or tried to make a joke. It was pitiful. Not to mention that as soon as Alec came into Zara's life, she was more interested in him than her own daughter. Not that her mum gave her that much attention anyway but the tiny ounce that she did disappeared in a second. That was how Clary learned to be independent. She had to be. Since the age of 5, Clary had been living on the island with the occasional holiday or trip away. Zara was too busy with work to focus on Clary. That's what damaged their relationship.
Clary knew a lot about dinosaurs. She has read every single book available on the island to do with the science of them. She could identify nearly all of the dinosaurs that were on Isla Nublar. When she was 18, she wanted to follow in her 'older brother's' footsteps. She wanted to be a velociraptor behavior analyst and trainer. A career path that by her mother was seen as 'a job that anyone could do'. She didn't appreciate the dinos for what they were. She called them 'assets'.
Now that Zara was preoccupied with Claire's nephews, Clary was left unattended and a small smile tugged at her lips thinking about sneaking into the carnivore area. That smile was wiped from her face almost instantly at the reminder of last night's failure. Her mum was sure to of asked the guards to be more careful and look out for her. Then Owen popped into her head. Her older brother from another mother.
Owen and Clary met on his first day of work. He was in the control room, getting his details registered into the system. Clary was sitting in between Vivian and Lowrey spinning on her favourite plush office chair when her legs hit Owen in the back of the knees making him stumble forward. Ever since that day they've gotten closer and considered each other family. The velociraptors, Blue, Delta, Charlie and Echo, were the only meat eating dinosaurs Clary had ever seen. Well, in all honesty, Clary had done a lot more than just see them. She visited them every time she could, which was almost every day. Owen had persuaded whoever was in charge to let Clary in when the raptors were born. Therefore, just like Owen, they imprinted on her. She was their 'mum' and Owen was their 'dad'.
Clary trekked the journey from the control room to the raptor paddock. She couldn't see Owen or Barry anywhere. The raised walkway was empty and the paddock Clary stood next to by the gate was vacant or so it looked it. Clary took a step back from the bars, put her fingers in her mouth and let out a whistle that sounded loud and clear. The silence that echoed in the paddock was abruptly broken by the sound of thundering feet along the dirt floor. Clary had blinked and there stood her four raptors: Charlie, Delta, Blue and Echo. Clary let her lips form her first genuine smile in 24 hours.
"Blue." Clary stated the velociraptor's name. Blue stepped forward and took a large whiff of Clary's scent. The other three soon took the precaution, following in Blue's footsteps. They each took it in turns before all making an accepting sound and bounding closer to the bars where Clary stood only one meter away.
"Let's see how well Owen has done teaching you, yeah?" At Owen's name their heads bobbed and they shifted their weight from each leg.
"Ok. Girls, eyes on me." Echo immediately looked towards her, while it took a few more attempts to get Charlie and Delta to stop fighting. "Uh, Charlie! Stop that, she's your sister."
Blue was looking up at the sky, at the birds that circled the paddock.
"I said eyes on me, Blue, not the sky." All Clary got was a short glance until her eyes shot back up. "Blue!" A grumble sounded from the back of Blue's throat but she obeyed and at last all 4 dinosaurs followed her movements with their beady eyes.
All of a sudden, in one sharp swift move, the creatures spun around snapping their teeth somewhat hungrily and a second later, a small piglet ran past them in fright. Blue, Delta, Charlie and Echo all chased after it in a blur of green. Now, in front of her, an empty paddock with dug up mud from the four raptors haste to get to their food.
Clary decided that it was likely they'd gone to the main paddock area and began to sprint over in time to see what events would reveal themselves.
Jogging up the stairs to the raised platform, she saw Owen with his clicky pen in one hand and the other pointing down at the four raptors she had been with only minutes ago.
"Blue! Watch it."
"Charlie! Hey, don't give me that shit!" The dino shook her head and snapped its jaws at the man above him.
"Delta! Lock it up." The raptor obeyed and all four swayed their tails, gazing up their alpha waiting for their commands.
"Good, and we're moving. Hold!" Owen and his four mirror images side-stepped to the other walkway side and stopped just as Owen said to.
"That's good. That is damn good." Owen smiled. "See, Charlie, that's what you get! Echo, there you go! Delta!" He threw them all a dead rat to eat; that was what they considered a treat here on Isla Nublar.
"Blue?" She looked up at Owen with her big eyes. "This one's for you." He stated before throwing it down to her. Blue captured it perfectly in her mouth and ate it in one.
"Hold. Eyes up! Go." The dinos animated his commands simultaneously before running under the walkway and into the bushes and trees built especially for them.
She could see Barry walk up to Owen with a large grin plastered on his face.
"You finally did it, man!" Barry clapped him on the back and as he pulled away Owen was attacked by a skinny pair of arms from behind.
"You did it, Owie!" Owen turned around and hugged back Clary as she clung on to his broad frame.
"Clary! What are you doing here!" He laughed in surprise at her unexpected appearance.
"Well, I hung out with the raptors for a bit then they ran away so came to see why and you were here-"
"Owen!" A loud annoying voice interrupted their conversation.
"I was starting to think I hired the wrong guys… but, damn, you got them eating out of your palm." Hoskins sauntered up to the three of them with a shit-eating grin.
"You came on a good day. It's not usually a happy ending." By this time Hoskins was right next to them.
"Is that why you're not sending in your reports." Owen and Barry glanced at each other and internally sighed.
"We've been busy." This time Barry was the one who replied.
"Not too busy to cash your paychecks." Hoskins tried to joked, stepping forward slightly.
"What do you need, buddy?" Owen was blunt and straight to the point. Many times Owen had complained to Clary about Hoskins and his irritation towards him.
"A field test."
Owen sucked in a breath and turned around, walking away from Hoskins but he was persistent and followed him. Clary and Barry looked at other knowing something bad was brewing and walked around the other way. Barry stopped to talk to another employee while Clary watched the two men's chat and saw Owen's good mood decrease by the second. They continued just to meet Owen and Hoskins in the middle of their exchange.
"Look, nature gave us the most effective killing machines 75 million years ago. And now we know they can take orders." Clary and Barry both heard Hoskins say this and Clary rolled her eyes. She heard her mother call the dinosaurs 'assets' as well as her boss, Claire but seriously did nobody think of these creatures as something other than weapons or money makers?
"We finally make progress and that's the first thing he says? Make a weapon?
"Shit." Hoskins turned away briefly, running his hands down his face before spinning around to try and persuade both men of their way of thinking. Come on, gents. It's grown-up time. Drones can't search tunnels and caves. And they're hackable. The minute a real war breaks out, all that fancy tech is gonna go dark."
"Yeah, but when you forget to feed them, you'll be dinner. Tech don't do that."
"Clarissa. Go back to your mummy. This is business we're talking about." Clary scoffed and glared at hoskins while Owen put a comforting hand on her back but she knew he was also warning her not to start a fight.
"Look at these creatures." Hoskins stopped and gestured his arm to the dinos below them. "They've got millions of years of instinct in their cells, instinct that we can program. Their loyalty cannot be bought. These guys are gonna run straight into the enemy's teeth and eat them… belt buckle and all."
"What if they decide they wanna be in control?" Reminding him of who's higher on the food chain, Barry asked a question that needed a sensible answer.
"Then we remind them who is. We terminate the rogues. Promote only loyal bloodlines." Barry laughed straight out while Clary tried to stifle her giggle. It was ludicrous. Hoskins and his team supposedly owned these thing but didn't anything about them.
"What? What's so funny?"
"You don't know anything." Clary shook her head and followed after Barry.
Clary jogged along the platform in order to catch up with Barry and saw him watching the raptors on the other walkway. She leaned against the bar next to him looking at the meat eating wonders. Weapons? These four raptors are being trained but they are intelligent enough to know that they can overpower us anytime they feel. Clary felt Barry tug on her sleeve of her cardigan and he jerked his head in the direction Hoskins and Owen just headed.
By the time they got to the bottom of the stairs, a loud shout echoed through out the paddock.
"Pig loose! Pig loose!" Clary shielded her eyes from the sun and just abou saw the newbie try and scoop the pig from the group just as one of the raptors came swooping past and grabbed the pig causing him to fall down to the ground. As soon as he hit the ground, all three raptors who didn't currently have any food surrounded him.
Clary and Barry ran for the gates and as soon as they got there Owen was already lifting the gates.
"Owen, no!"
"Owie? What are you doing?" Clary shouted through the bars in fright for his life.
Owen ignored them and rushed under the slowly raising gate and jumped out in front of the boy shuffling backwards along the ground.
"Hold your fire. Do not fire. Put 12 amps in these animals, they're never gonna trust me again." Owen raised his arms in an attempt to create a barrier between the boy and raptors.
Barry and Clary ran towards the gate controls ready to close the gate as soon as Owen and the boy get through.
"Blue, stand down. Stand down. Hey! Hey! What did I just say? Delta, I see you. Back up!" Owen moved backwards at an extremely slow and steady pace. Clary rushed forward to help the new boy from the floor of the paddock without taking her eyes of Owen. She roughly placed the boy outside the gate in the comfort of safety.
"Okay. Good, Good. Charlie? Stay right there. Good."
Subsequently, she rushed to the gates, hand wrapped around bars tightly in suspense.
"Close the gates."
Barry gave Clary a bewildered look as she shouted back at Owen.
"Are you crazy, Owie? No way! You'll die!"
"Just trust me, Clary, please. Barry, do it!" Barry hesitated, unsure if he should do the deed that could end in his friend's brutal death.
"Close the gate!" The new boy screamed from the floor which snapped Barry back to reality and he pressed the buttons that caused the gate to start lowering itself to the ground.
Owen stood deathly still for a few more seconds before diving for the gap and just making it through. The raptors lunged forward after Owen and Clary tripped backwards onto the floor as her hands were nearly ripped of her body. Clary let out a breath she didn't know she was holding as she smacked into the floor. Owen was already up of the floor facing the new boy as Clary pushed herself of the floor, brushing the mud of her jeans.
"You're the new guy, right?"
"Yeah." He whimpered, still in shock, still on the floor.
"You ever wonder why there was a job opening? Don't ever turn your back to the cage." Owen said, gravely. He then grabbed Clary by the arm and walked out the paddock.
"Owie." Clary hugged Owen as soon as they were far enough away from the paddock for her to feel relatively safe. "You scared me so much!"
"I know but I'm ok. I'm right here."
Clary lifted her head and an amused grin covered her face.
"You could've been an actor. You' play the serious, broody characters so well. You'd be like 'Don't turn your back.'" Clary put her best serious and low voice and face on and imitated Owen. He laughed and messed her hair up. Clary blew the hair in front of her face away and rolled her eyes.
"Why were you here anyway." Clary groaned.
"I got caught trying to get in again last night." Owen sighed.
"Clarissa Young. How many times do I have to tell you to stop doing that?"
"Apparently hundreds. So that obviously led to about 5 arguments with mum. I sort of, maybe, might have stormed away and hid from her."
"Clary!" Owen whined knowing how her mother could get. "You have to go apologise or you know that you won't be able to see me, Barry, Charlie, Echo, Blue or Delta for at least a month."
"Well, I'll still have Lowery and Vivian!" Clary teased.
"Clary." He was serious and wanted her to go apologise.
"Yes. I know, I know." He sent her a small smile.
"Good luck, sister from another mister."
"Bye, brother from another mother!" Clary waved to Barry and hitched a ride with an employee back to the main park.
Her stomach clenched as she knew what was waiting for her when she found her mum. Zara didn't forgive easily and apologising to her would be hard. Clary pressed her forehead to the glass of the jeep and gazing up at the tall Brontosauruses munching on the leaves from the long trees that shot so far up into the sky, you could barely see the top. Maybe, with Claire's nephews around, Zara wouldn't be so bad.
