Hi everyone, first story here after about six years of watching from the sidelines. I decided I'd jump into the game, so leave a review, tell me what you think, help me continue, anyway, thank you for taking the time to read this, and enjoy!

He awoke. At first his senses confused him. A collection of sounds. A random rustle coming from either side. Merely his own claws, he figure. Then came sight, not very bright at first, mostly a blurred reddish orange, followed by the realization that there was a distinct feeling of being cramped. He struggled, pushing outwards at his personal prison, attacking it. He increased his resistance against the barriers around him, pushing against its walls. Nearly immediately afterwards however, he regretted it. The once binding walls exploded outward, cracking in every direction. With his freedom came real sight. Eyes blinded by an uncomfortable too-white. Olfactories flooded with a sharp, biting smell, and his limbs uncomfortably sprawled out on the cracked eggshells beneath him. He was confused, his instincts told him his encasing should not have been that weak. He had a better Idea, an idea that bolstered his confidence, he was too strong.

Owen ran into the creation lab, the familiar sterile smell and too-white lights greeting him. The scientists had informed him that one of the new eggs had begun the hatching process just moments ago to his displeasure. He wasn't angry a raptor was hatching of course, but he needed to be there ten minutes early. The imprinting process was imperative for him to successfully train the new raptors and ensure their loyalty. He simply could not afford the risk that one of his raptors wouldn't truly be his. Thinking back to the idea of "New Raptors" he briefly remembered why he was here in the first place, which, in turn, depressed him. Echo, Delta, and Charlie having been killed in the fight against the D. Rex. He shook it off, the time for grieving had ended. He had been mentally prepared for what he knew was a possibility. It had been nearly three months and the park was back up to scientific preserve standards, hopefully within the next year, it would be up to reopening standards. Mr. Masrani had left his company to his Niece, Amanda Masrani. She had seemed overjoyed at the prospect of owning the company and had personally reinstated Claire as head executive of the Island.

He stopped his musings after he turned the corner into the hatchery. Seeing that one of the raptors had already hatched, he walked toward it, getting ready to claim it as his own. Halfway there though, he realized something was wrong. The raptor, it was a mottled grayish white,and not only that but...standing! It shouldn't have been standing up like that for at least three hours. Owen thought it was all a trick of the lights and tried blinking it away, slowly walking forward. But he couldn't blink it away, it was real. He yelled for Henry Wu, the lead scientist and geneticist. Not waiting for him to arrive, he angrily walked up to the little raptor specimen, hoping to the bottom of his heart that the menacing looking baby wasn't what he thought it was. "Yes Mister Grady?" Came the doctor's inquisitive voice from behind him. He turned and answered "Tell me, what this thing is." A careful voice behind him started "Now Owe-" "Shut up! What is it?" Dr. Wu sighed, defeated. "The monitor to your left." Owen looked, only to see a few vital statistics and a few random DNA sequences. "Wha-" He stopped dead, At the top of the screen it read- "Indominus Raptor", with the numbers "V6-IV1" at the top left corner. He couldn't believe it, why? He decided quickly it didn't matter, and curtly said, "Kill it." His voice cutting harshly through the beeping and whirring of the instruments, oozing with venom. To be honest, he expected slight resistance, hesitance, but instead he was met with a clipped, "I cannot, this comes straight from the top. Miss Masrani Herself, so unless you would prefer to lose your job? You will comply. You will raise this raptor, make it part of your pack, and ensure it reaches adulthood." He stared at the monster in front of him, sitting there like an innocent child. He wouldn't take it. He would rather kill it he thought. But the more he looked at the baby raptor, not so different from the ones that were going to hatch from the nearby eggs in a few hours, he rationalized. The Indominus Rex was insane, Bloodthirsty. It had never been exposed to a fam0ily or truly imprinted on, it had never even left its paddock. Maybe this one wouldn't be so bad, maybe he could teach it. He had almost resigned himself when he remembered the other stories. It had been inherently evil, it had ate its sibling at birth and at a young age try to murder everything in sight. He would not allow this... this tiny abomination, to kill his new raptors. The actual innocents. "I'll kill it myself, if only for the common good." Doctor Wu simply shook his head, "You will be banned from the island, sued for millions for destruction of private property. Not only that, but Blue, and whatever comes out of these eggs would be put down." Owen stopped dead, his thoughts derailed. "What?" His breath bated as he awaited a response. "You heard me. Maybe I'll send you a video of the procedures, HD or SD?" Owen turned and punched the doctor. Not hard enough to actually cause too much pain, he was smart enough to realize if he hurt Wu too much he would be in trouble anyway. "I apologize, that may have been too far." Came the weak reply. "No shit, Watch your back, I may report to Blue that you made such a threat, and then maybe forget to feed her." The man gave him a weary and nearly angry look. It wasn't very intimidating, considering he was doubled over trying to catch his breath. And despite his semi-angry state, Owen was pleased he had hit his target, the man's solar plexus. "Owen, we have been acquaintances for some time, just please, trust me. We took certain precautions this time. Just pick it up, Imprint on it." The lab went silent. It made Owen Anxious and finally with a sigh, he resigned. With his mind made up, he slowly walked toward the raptor, finally scooping it into his hands. Again though, he was surprised, something was yet again different about the tiny murderer in his arms upon scrutinizing the animals spiky crest. Owen turned to Wu and asked, "Did you make a male?" Wu looked up. "What?" Owen replied slowly at first "It's crest, it seems different From the D-Rex one, its larger, more pronounced. Like a mating symbol." Doctor Wu rushed forward, stealing a quick glance at the crest before grabbing the small raptor and rushing it out of the room. Owen flinched enormously as the doctor jabbed his arms out to grab the raptor and stood stunned for a moment. A confused look darted across his face, and after a few moments he gave up trying to reason with the universe about what just happened resigning himself to a simple, "What? Seriously? I hate scientists..." They were always a little weird in the head, the veteran doctor Wu was no different. Cursing the doctor with every bit of profanity he knew, he went over to the Incubator, sighed, and sat down. Time to wait for the new raptors.

Three hours later-

Owen awoke to his chair being knocked over, "Shitshitshit!" and there's the head collision. He'd fallen asleep and was trying to remember what he was doing when he'd done so. Then the thought hit him, the raptors weren't unattended were they? His thoughts were cut off when he heard an all too familiar voice. "Stop sleeping on the job Grady." He looked up to see Claire, his boss/kinda girlfriend. Not necessarily in that order. (But if you ask her she might say otherwise.) She stared back at him with a wry smile. "Bitch..." He mumbled, in a perfectly good mood until he looked down into her arms,only to see the monster staring back at him. "What was that?" Claire asked giving off the, 'I-will-end-you' vibe. "Nothing! Nothing!" He quickly shot back, his head throbbing, he continued anyway, "But I would like to have a word with you about that." he sent a pointed glare towards the raptor. "This little guy?" Claire asked. Owen glared, so it was a boy, "Yes, did you actually authorize another hybrid?" Claire avoided his gaze. He knew what that meant and sighed, "What if it grows up to be, oh, I don't know, a psychotic murderer?" Claire looked at him for a minute, "I know we've had a bad experience-" He cut her off. " A bad experience? You mean thirty seven people dead, three of MY raptors, practically my wards, also dead, and over seventy casualties? a bad experience?" she kicked his foot and nearly yelled back, "LISTEN- Owen, We're a four-hundred-fifty Billion dollar company. We have to take risks, and this raptor isn't for display." She sighed, happy that he hadn't interrupted her and continued. "He's meant to be an addition to your pack." He dropped his head to the ground and growled "Why?" Claire paused, semi relieved he wanted, or was willing- to listen. "We wanted to conduct research on it. We dumbed down its intelligence to nearly exactly Blues-" He cut her off, "You realize your still talking human level intelligence?" "Yes Owen, we do realize that, but we wanted to see if regular raptors could interact with a bioengineered version of themselves. and who knows, this could actually further the raptors own evolution! Just, give the little guy a chance." Owen nearly cringed with the effort it took not to reply with anger, "Fine, I'll give it a chance, but if it makes one wrong move towards the new girls? I sic Blue on him." Claire pursed her lips. The room became awkwardly silent. Owen sighed letting his head hit the ground again. "Did I miss anything?" "No, not really, but I decided I wanted to see the new raptors. Who should this time, be about as smart as Blue." "That... and well, Wu just shoved the little guy into my arms." "Unlikely." No matter how much he loved his girls, Blue always was the Prodigal daughter. Owen had always been highly confident that if she had the vocal chords, she could speak fluent D. Rex incident only furthering that belief. She had already proved she could do complex problem solving and even communicate through nods and shakes of her head. After a brief pause he heard Claire say, "Here's to hoping." As if to punctuate that statement, a crack broke the silence of the hatching facility. "Finally!" Owen said, relieved that there was nothing wrong with the raptors. Hatchings were like receiving gifts on christmas, or watching fireworks to him, Badass.

After He broke out of his egg, He could smell the fear in the air, also the burning hatred. It scared him, He felt like He wasn't safe in this too-white place. He cried out, hoping one of the two large primates could hear him, but they kept arguing. Seemingly completely ignoring his desperate calls for a parent. Then, the larger of the two primates swung its lanky arm at the smaller one, hitting it in the stomach, He cried out again, hoping someone could hear him. He felt as if he was in danger and yet this time, the two spoke in more quiet calm tones, soothing the little raptor, who sat quietly until it nearly fell asleep. By the time the large primate walked toward him, He was completely at ease. He was startled yet again though when the primate picked him up, He took in it's scent, it smelled much better than the room, which smelled as white as it looked. While The primate inspected him and said unsteadily to the smaller one "Did you make a male?" He thought, "This must be parent!" chirping at the though, happy to. have finally found his father. But then, breaking out of his primitive thought train,, he realized the atmosphere in the room had changed. He felt the fear radiating off the two primates,and before he had time to accurately gauge what was going on, then the smaller one dashed forward and snatched him up, he let out a pitiful attempt to bark, trying to go back to the good smelling one who he had considered parent. After the small Primate took him out of the room he went through a bunch of long white rooms till he got to a very shiny metal one and got out a long glass thing with a metal tip, He wasn't sure what it was but after the primate started lowering it toward him, he started panicking and did not like it at all once he found out what it was, the mean-man, his new nickname, kept him for hours, until he finally stopped messing with the baby raptors body parts, bringing him too Claire much too the small raptors pleasure, he greeted the good smelling women with a chirp and the thought "mother." before he fell asleep in her arms, content to simply rest.

In an observation room, Amanda Masrani watched the proceedings. She had threatened Claire with her job to get her to authorize the hybrid, and it had paid off. She had gotten confirmation that Owen Grady, the best of the best, would raise the hybrid, after three months the dominoes were finally lined up. She loved it when a plan came together.

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