Cold.

That was all it knew now was cold. That wasn't right though. It had been so warm once, what had happened to the warmth? Tightening itself further into a ball, it felt itself jerk free of something. What was this? Curious it tried again, there was a high pitched cracking sound. Its muddled mind interpreted that for it as best it could in its daze. It was time, time to come out and meet pack. Meet the ones that had chittered in front of it as it grew.

Pushing again, the crack became a crash and then almost immediately it recoiled. Pain. There was so much pain. Why though? Sniffing, it tasted the world beyond at last. It smelled sharp, and then there was a twinge of something. Slowly almost impossibly, it opened an eye to see just what there was before it. It saw a clear barrier, that must've been what it was pressing against. Its eyes narrowed on the splash of red in the jagged crevice of the crack. So this barrier was what hurt it.

Hissing in a dark tone, it made to hurl itself against the clear barrier, but then it stopped and narrowed its gaze. If it hurt itself with the barrier, why do so again?

It curled in what was rapidly becoming a cramped space, its eyes lighted as an idea formed in its mind. Coiling its tail tightly, it swung it out with its full power and fell to the floor in a heap. Cautiously skittering the broken remains of its confinement it rose up and stalked forward on shaky legs.

It turned left and right, as it saw more strange things, similar barriers to what it was contained in, its disgust became plain as it saw the dead mates inside. Shaking itself, it made a beeline down the pathway following the scent trails of the pack, as it felt its legs shake off their numbness. It stopped as the path ended.

It looked closer at the wall, there was a mechanism of some kind, a long thin piece. Tentatively it reached out and tapped it up, then down. It froze. On the downward tap the thin piece moved. Reaching out it pressed down again, this time the wall swung inward and the path it had been following was open again, but its hope dwindled.

The smells were all rapidly becoming stale. The pack must have moved on, they didn't know that one of them had survived. It bellowed out in pain, before a new smell reached it.

This smelled familiar to it. It followed the trail out past the cold nest, and into the open air. It had to stop and breathe deep, the air was so thick and warm here.

Was this what it was? Was this the smell? Then something else drew its attention, gathering calls. Pack. It all but bolted to the sounds. Pack hadn't left, they were still there.

It skittered to a halt as it arrived outside. There it saw three other females that looked like its dead mates, so they must look like it too, four other creatures behind them, that smelled like prey to it. Then there was the giant female thing in front of them all. It made bark calls, was this one the Alpha?

It looked down and saw that the three in front of the creatures seemed indecisive. One with a magnificent splash of a colored streak turned to the male creature behind her, before she chittered a question. That made it do a double take. What was this? Why were the pack aligned with prey?

Before it could think anymore of it, a pulse of tingling went from its snout to tail tip. It looked up, the big one was going to attack.

In the years that followed it still wondered what caused it to do what it did, but it would always be thankful it did.

It bolted on silent feet and leapt straight at the big one before she could attack.

There was a flurry of barks and roars as it felt jaws snap within inches of it. It didn't know what was compelling it to, but it followed astutely; clawing the venomous eyes, biting beneath the spines that lined her back, and butting its skull against her legs.

It didn't know why but it knew there was something in the water. Something bigger than the Mad One. It had just made it to the lip of the waters when it felt that tingle again. It turned and bolted just as something big and heavy hit the earth behind it. It was enough to throw it forward and crack its head against something hard and thick.

It faintly remembered the flash of white scales vanishing, the appearance of several snouts by its face, then there was a voice. It was so soft and smooth, it felt itself relax even further. Then words slowly filled its mind.

"Easy girl. Just hang in there."

It felt its eyes close and its breathing even out. It slowly felt its lost energy return and its pain fade away to nothing. As soon as it was gone, it snapped open its eyes again. The male creature was holding its head and patting it. Huffing it stood up, swifter this time than when it hatched, and rose to its full height. It was then it realized how large it was when it saw the other females beside it. It turned and saw the female creature hugging young males to her as they stared at it, eyes full of fear.

It turned to the Alpha of the pack and sniffed just to be certain.

Yes, this was the leader of the other three. It suddenly felt a warning growl to its left, the female with the streak walked forward, eyes screaming for blood, its blood to be more specific.

It thought more about the strange group around it before it realized that this was not the pack that bore it, this was another. But where else was there for it to go? Its pack had abandoned it to fate, so this would be its pack now.

It turned to the Alpha, and bent lower than him. It was hard for it to tell who was more surprised; the Alpha, the Females, or the others of the Alpha's kind.

Owen stood up slowly, he worried if he tried it too fast he would spook this large raptor, or fall over. He had no idea who this raptor was or where she had come from, but he was grateful to all the stars above that she had come when she had. Of course now he had a shitload of questions, starting with what in the hell was she?

As he got his feet under himself, the raptor promptly followed and settled on its haunches.

She had to be 7 feet, pushing on 8. She had dark scales and muscle she clearly knew how to use. That's when a thought occurred to him, the scientists knew that raptors grew to certain heights and lengths depending on their sex. It was a common trait in most species both pre-historic and modern. If he recalled the history of the previous park, they had only one male raptor before, Rexy had made short work of him though, so there couldn't be another bull raptor. Right?

Thinking of a way to find out, he whistled and held out his fisted hand to the bigger raptor.

"Eyes up."

He ordered gently. Much to his shock the raptor followed his order quicker than Blue had when he first started the commands. Shaking himself mentally, he now saw for himself, that Jurassic World had yet again spectacularly fucked shit up. A bull. He lowered his hand and the raptor followed suite, relaxing into a still intimidating stance even as it visibly eased.

Without turning to Claire he spoke as calmly as possible.

"Get the kids somewhere safe."

He could feel her eyes snap to him and feel her urge to argue mounting, but she wisely quelled it and pulled Zach and Gray away.

Leaving Owen Grady, his pack of aggressive Velociraptors, plus one new, and very powerful Raptor-hybrid, as he counted five digits on either clawed hand.

'Shit.'