Intro
On a cold night in September, roughly 16 years ago, Owen Grady made a mistake. A drunken rendezvous, inadequate protection, and the girl he was dating got pregnant. He left her alone for those scary 9 months, not caring about what would happen to her or the child, and more than happy to pay the child support money. But then it all went wrong.
She caught a vicious infection after giving birth to the child, and passed away in hospital not two days later. Owen was called in, to name the child, not to mention arrange his ex's funeral. When Owen saw the child, his whole view point shifted. She was beautiful, just like her mother was, but holding enough of his own face to stun him into silence. He knew now that no matter what, he couldn't leave that little girl ever again.
Owen often said it was just like what the newly hatched raptors did. Imprinting on the first face they saw; except this worked the other way around. So he scooped up the baby, and cuddled her close, promising her she would never be alone. And her life was perfect.
She grew up comfortably, spoiled by her dad, and the various surviving members of his family, being home-schooled, and travelling all over the country when Owen's work called for it, though she hardly saw him for the first eight years of her life. The best part of her life was interacting with the dinosaurs, once her dad quit his job in the army. She learnt all about them from Owen, and looked forward to the day she could help her daddy in training the raptors too.
But for now, she was too small. So she helped feed the herbivores, cleaned up their poop, mucked out their pens, looked after the baby dinosaurs, and baked cookies for the staff. Her sixteenth birthday arrived after what seemed like forever, and the park director Mr Masrani gave clearance for her to be trained by her father in raptor handling.
And that's exactly where she is to this day.
My name is Alexandra Michelle Grady. Welcome to Jurassic World.
