This is my first TMNT fanfic. I'm not really sure yet where it's going, but I have an idea. Yeah, this first chapter is an introduction of the three of my characters and myself, so there's not really any Turtle action in it. Yet. There will be, though, so worry not! Yeah…anyway, here it goes…
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Ian Malcolm walked slowly along the path. He could see the dinosaurian footprints, and had seen these particular ones often enough to know that they are raptor prints. He emerged from the foliage to find himself apparently behind a building. He could see and outcropping of rock, with crude steps notched in the side. He climbed the steps, when he reached the top, he found a round structure, about man height, next to an old glass dome. He entered the round structure, and saw a glowing button off to his left. He pushed it, and the structure began to rise. It was an observation tower! He could see, in the clearing in front of the complex, a Parasaurolophus and a Gallimimus, pacing side by side. As one, they turned, stared at the complex to the right and down from where he was, and begin to flee. Malcolm looked where they had been, and saw a Velociraptor emerge. It's jaws parted in a snarl and it began chasing the herbivores. Two more raptors followed it.
Malcolm stiffened, and watched the raptors. The first one was the largest, and probably the alpha female of the pack. She was yellow, and has brownish markings on her, like the bred raptors in the original park. The two that followed her were smaller and light green. One had Reddish markings on its head and neck, and the others, which was slightly larger than the first, had darker green markings. Malcolm figured that one, too, was a female, and the only male was the reddish one. He shifted slightly, looking for somewhere to hide should the raptors notice him. The red one stopped, and craned his head around. He stared at Malcolm. Right at Malcolm.
He froze, but the raptor growled. The other two broke off their pursuit of the herbivores and joined the male. They began moving towards the tower, fanning out in a stalking pattern. Malcolm looked around, and spotted what looked like a cage, lying off on the ground off to his right. If he could only get to it, he might be safe there…
Suddenly, another Gallimimus darted across the clearing. The three raptors instinctively turned and began to chase it. Malcolm jumped out of the observation tower. He hit the ground hard, but got up and began to run. The raptors turned back and began to chase him instead. He reached the cage and managed to push himself through the bars. It was a very tight fit but he made it. The three raptors tried to get in at him, but they couldn't fit. He sat down in the middle of the cage, and looked around at the complex. A plan was beginning to form in his head. The roof of the building in front of him looked weak. He could see holes in it. If he could just get the raptors up there, they might fall through, or off. That would be good. Also, if he could get one by that slab of concrete…maybe he could push it over on it. He sat back to wait.
The raptors soon stopped trying to get in at him. They didn't leave though, just backed off and watched. The two smaller ones began to play fight for a moment, but the Alpha female snapped at them and they stopped. Time continued to tick by, when suddenly; a shrieking call pierced the air. Malcolm and the raptors all jerked their heads towards the call. A blue and gray Pteranodon swooped overhead, buzzing the raptors. It wheeled and swooped back, flying extremely close to the ground. The alpha raptor hissed, and jumped, trying to catch it. All three raptors chased it across the clearing.
Malcolm climbed out of the cage and climbed the steps back up to the observation tower. Instead of climbing into it, though, he jumped from the rock outcropping to the roof of the building. The alpha raptor turned, back, saw him, and snarled. He ran along the roof to the end, and she followed him along the building. He leaned over the edge in time to see her leap up, he scrambled back, and the roof broke. It had been flat, but now tilted upwards in two pieces. He slid down and into the building, and heard the thump of the raptor hitting the ground outside. He hoped she was still.
One down, he thought, running through the building. He peered out of a doorway. The raptor was still, unconscious or at least stunned. He ran around her and slipped behind a slab of concrete leaning against a rock. He waited.
Not a
moment later, one of the other raptors came to investigate, the female with
green markings. He saw her head out of
the corner of his eye. Praying she was
in the right position, he pushed. The
slab creaked and fell, pinning the raptor underneath. It squealed and lay still.
This one was dead.
Two down. He looked around. The male raptor was nowhere to be seen. He walked quickly past the alpha female, jumping when her leg
twitched. He ran behind the buildings
and came around by the cage. He looked
up and saw the male, sniffing at the dead green-back. It looked up and saw him.
He scrambled up the side of the cage.
It had been turned on its side, because here was the door, on top. He unlatched it and tossed it open. The last raptor looked up, and began pacing
across the clearing. He dropped into
the cage, and the raptor sprinted the last few yards and leaped lightly up onto
the cage. As it dropped in, he slipped
out, and flipped the cage door up and over.
Luckily, it latched by itself.
That's three, he thought. Suddenly, the rhythmic thumping of a helicopter cut into his thoughts. He looked up, and backed into one of the battered doorways of the old building. The chopper circled for a moment before landing in the clearing. The door opened.
"You Ian
Malcolm?" one of the men inside asked.
"Yeah!"
"Get in! Hurry!" He climbed into the chopper. The door slid shut and the chopper began to lift off the ground. Before it had climbed ten feet, the tail suddenly swung downwards.
"What the hell?" The pilot snapped. Malcolm pressed his face to the window. The alpha female raptor was gone! He turned and tapped the pilot…
"Janella, what the hell are you doing?" The girl started. The small green helicopter and yellow and brown raptor fell from her hands, landing with a slight thunk on the carpet. She turned over.
"Jeez, Reno, don't sneak up on me like that," she said, putting a hand dramatically to her chest. "You almost gave me a heart attack!" The green boy laughed.
"You humans are so easy to scare," he said, kneeling down on the carpet beside her. "Anyway," he continued, "what were you doing? I heard you in the hallway!"
"Ah, you know me," she replied, gesturing to a paperback book half hanging off the bed in the room. "I read the Lost World, I play with my toys. I'll probably be watching the movie tonight." Reno snickered again. He curled his two long slender fingers and thumb into a fist and socked her in the shoulder.
"You are so incredibly weird," he informed her, "even for a human."
"Yeah, so I've been told," she replied, sitting up. "So, whaddya want?"
"Mom wanted me to tell you that she, Lightwing and I are going into the city tonight," he told her. "They wanted to know if you wanna come."
"Well, duh," she said. "You know I hate being in this house alone. And at night! Ugh…it's creepy!"
"Yeah, I figured you'd say that," Reno said, blinking his wide, red eyes. "And Lightwing was so hoping to be rid of you for a night." He chuckled.
"Hey, don't look at me," Janella said, getting to her feet and spreading her arms wide. "She's the one who plucked me outta the garbage can."
Reno stood to. "Yeah…I dunno, I'd watch myself tonight," he warned her. "She might just try to ditch you."
"Doesn't she always?" Janella asked with a long-suffering sigh. She bent over and picked some of the little plastic dinosaur out of their spots in the plastic play set. She rearranged them in the set and folded it up. She gathered up the remaining figures in one hand. "Hold on just a sec," she said to Reno. "I've got to put this away." She dumped the pieces into a plastic bag and placed it on top of a plastic container. "Close enough," she laughed, waving a hand at it and walking out of her room with him.
"So, where are we going?" she asked the skinny being next to her as they walked down the hallway together. He narrowed one red eye and raised the opposite thin black antenna, which was his equivalent of raising an eyebrow.
"I already told you," he said mockingly. "The city. You know, New York?"
"I know what the city is, alien boy," she replied sardonically. "Where in the city, though?"
"I dunno," he replied with a shrug of his skeletal shoulders. "Probably to dinner. Then we'll walk around, spend money. You got any money?" She shook her head. "Oh well. I'll bum some off of Mom. You know she has a soft spot for you." Janella chuckled a little.
"Yeah…" she said.
A few minutes later, Janella and Reno were standing in the front foyer of their spacious house. Janella was putting her coat on, and Reno was fiddling with the hologram projector on his belt. He was toying with the idea of changing his hair color…
"Hey Janella," he said pensively, "do you think I should change my hair color? I'm thinking either purple or red."
"Personally, no," she replied as she dug through a box, searching out her favorite hat, "but if you do, go with purple. You know how your mom feels about those particular colors."
"Ah, you're right," he said, buckling the belt around his cargo pants. He switched on the projector, and his alien form was replaced with a more human one. The hair was bright blue. He opened up a closet and dug out his coat. A clicking of boots announced the arrival of the more adult members of the household. Janella and Reno looked up.
"Oh no," the taller of the two beings moaned. "You're coming?" She flashed a harsh glare at Janella, who stared right back into the yellow and black eyes. The creature shook her dragon-like wings irritably.
"Yep," Janella said with a smirk. Annoying Lightwing was fun…if dangerous. "Someone needs to keep an eye on Irk boy here." She laughed, and socked Reno's shoulder. He gave her a playful push. Lightwing rested her forehead in one of he slender, long nailed hands. She shook it back and forth, and her Parasaurolophus-like crest swished back and forth through the air. In fact, her entire head was shaped like that of a Parasaurolophus, without the beak. She sighed angrily, and turned to glare at the other tall being beside her.
"Just when I thought I'd get the midget outta my hair…" Lightwing said. "ZaiFae? Do you have something to do with this?"
"Um…" The green skinned creature shifted uncomfortably. She too, was female, and you could tell she was related to Reno. She had the same skeletal look about her, the same red eyes and black antennae. Only, where his were just kinked at the tips, hers spiraled inward in boxy curves. "Aw, Lightwing, you know I feel bad for this kid. And you know it's good for Reno to have someone his age who can, at least in some degree, relate to him. Besides, you know she doesn't like this house, especially at night." ZaiFae took a deep breath and crossed her armored forearms over her armored chest. That was another difference between mother and son: he wore human clothes and just disguised what was left showing. She wore garments from her old life, her pre-Earth life, and just disguised the whole thing. Lightwing, who probably couldn't pass for human in a drug addict's fever dreams, just morphed. That was one of her skills.
Lightwing shook her head once again, and turned away from the others. A faint blue glow enveloped her body, which began to shrink. Her crest and wings disappeared; her head became human and sprouted hair, and the bright magenta color of her skin faded to the color of a Japanese woman's. She looked at her reflection in the mirror in the hall. She snapped her fingers once, and her clothes changed from her usual skintight garments to something a little more fitting. She wordlessly went to the closet and pulled out her long trench coat and ZaiFae's overcoat. She handed the green creature her coat and walked out the door.
ZaiFae slipped on the coat, before reaching a hand down to her belt and activating her hologram projector also. "C'mon, kids," she said, staring after Lightwing. "Once we get into the city, she'll be better…I hope. She just better let me drive, it's my Avalanche we're takin'." She followed the morphed creature out into the night. The two teenagers glanced at each other and started laughing, sharing some secret joke about the adults' quirks. Reno shut and locked the door, and they piled into the truck for a trip to New York City.
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Yep. That's it so far. If anyone one out there watches Invader Zim, you'll probably have realized by now what race ZaiFae and Reno are. And if you haven't, look at my profile. Read a fic or two. I'm sure you'll get the picture real quick. Um…glances around…okay…review if you want to read more, okay? Thanks!