Chapter 1

Matt's POV

It's been awhile since my cousin's disappearance, and to be honest here I am kicking myself for leaving him behind like that. I have no excuse for not visiting him at the orphanage. The reason why I had to drop him off there is because most of the money I got was from my father's pay check. Back then we use to come over and see my father and uncle work with the raptors. Carlos enjoy it while I just well wasn't quite interested. But after seeing one up close near the fence then it was cool. Corse father wasn't really to please of me being that close. Keeps on reminding me of "How dangerous these creatures are and if the fence wasn't there…blah blah blah all those things.

My Uncle worked with the feeders and he promised us that he would let us in to see the raptors up close. I really don't that would be a good idea but Carlos was thrilled. Father didn't approve of this what so ever and I kind of understand why. If the raptors are that dangerous why would they allow this. All uncle said was that there not as bad once you get to know them and all that stuff.

Two months after our visit, I ended up getting a call from dad and it was kind of hard to tell Carlos what happened. What happened was that the Raptors attacked that fence where the feeders entered. Half of them were injured and only four were killed. The painful part was that uncle was one of the victims who didn't make it. Ever since then dad told us that none of us can come for our own safety. I just hope Hammond gets that park straighten out before anything else happens.

During that time, Carlos and I were having a blast, playing games, help him with school work, and even gave him a few tips on how to survive. However good times didn't last very long. On Thanksgiving Day, we were getting ready for father to come home. Carlos was helping with setting the tables set.

"Matt when's father supposed to be home?"

I looked at the time and answered "He said he'll be hear around 10:30 pm. Had to help out with the tour guide or something."

Hours soon passed and the food was getting cold and we ended up praying for the lord to protect him if anything had gone wrong. Three days went by and nothing, not even a phone call from father. While Carlos was at school, I just sat there hoping that father was alright. I mean why wouldn't he, its thanks to him that I learned to hunt.

As soon as I get in the car to pick Carlos up, my phone started to ring. I quickly picked it up praying that its father who's calling.

"Hello!?"

"You Roberts son?" asked the guy though the phone.

"Yeah this is Matt. Who is this?"

"My name is Rodrick Jones I worked with your father Robert Muldoon with the Raptors."

"I remember you talked to my cousin about the Velociraptors correct?"

"You are correct?" was his response.

"I doubt you called for a hello, what's going on where dad is he alright?"

"I hate to say this but Robert…. your father…"

"Yes, is he alright?" I asked with worry.

"There was a tragedy at the park and he…"

"What… he what !?" I shouted through the phone.

"He didn't make it."

There was a paused moment before he continued to talk but all I did was hang the phone and through it at my car door on the passage sided.

Without thinking I picked up Carlos and went home to talk to him about what's going to happen.

"With the money that we have right now, I am going to drop you off at the orphanage. I'm afraid until I find a job that will pay me enough to support the two of us."

He burst into tears and started to yell at me for doing this to him. We didn't talk for around a day or two.

"It's time to go." Was all I said.

He came down without any fuss and got into the car. We soon made it to the orphanage and while the lady got his stuff. I go down to my knees and look at Carlos in eyes.

"Look, I'm sorry and I truly am. But I am not doing this because I don't want you. I'm doing this because I care about you. I need someone to look after you while I go job hunting. Once I find one and earn enough money, I'll come back and pick you up ok. I gave them permission to find someone to look after you while I am gone and they promise me to give me a call if they do. So that I can find you and we can go back to having fun alright."

He didn't respond, but he did give me a hug and I started to cry a bit before leaving.

"You'll come back…right?"

I turned around and answered, "I promise and that is something I will not break."

9 years later

It's been nine years since I left him, and I am regretting it every single time. Not only is did I not visited or even called him when I had the chance, but my cousin is strange on an island filled with who knows what. The only led I got was finding a boat with a corpse that's around a year old.

"Officer Muldoon!" shouted a soilder.

I ran up to see what he had found and it was some of his things.

"Yep, that's his stuff raptor alright, he never leaves this behind."

"What now?" he asked.

I soon got up and ordered "Alright men listen up"

All of them soon gathered up with me on top of one of large cargo.

"This is a rescue mission to find my cousin and any other survivors. Once we do we are to head back here and leave. Right now, assume anyone here is a non-threat. Do not shot unless shot or attack, etc. you know the drill. Do I make myself clear!"

"SURE, YES SUR!" said all the men.

"ALRIGHT GET YOUR THINGS READY, WE'RE HEADING OUT!"

My name is Sargent Matthew "Matt" Muldoon and I hope this will just be a simple in and out because there is something about this island that just doesn't feel right.