(There's a lot of backstory that wasn't told in the movie and I figured that I would put my own twist. Although, I'm not really sure if I want to follow up on how the movie went exactly. But for the meantime I really hope you all enjoy. Honestly I just fell in love with the connection Owen Grady had with his raptors and really wanted to make a "how things started" series.)


Date: March 2014

"Top of the morning!" Simon Masrani's smile beamed throughout the Hammond Creation Lab. All the workers glanced up at their CEO with a small smile or short wave. Usually Mr. Masrani would check in every other week on the status of the dinosaurs.

"Any update on our raptors?" Mr. Masrani asked Dr. Henry Wu.

Creating the velociraptors had been planned for the last two years all due to the lack of sponsors. No one wanted to be sponsor intelligent killing machines, but luckily InGen stepped to the plate. InGen pitched the idea of training the animals for safety reasons. Crazy as it was, Mr. Masrani was desperate enough to accept and just two years later and the magic had finally happened.

"They should be hatching within the next 3-4 days. But we're shooting for Friday." Dr. Wu smiled at his triumph.

"Excellent! They'll be ready by the time our trainer arrives."

"Who might that be?" Dr. Wu placed his clipboard under his arm.

"Some navy gent that Hoskins hired." Mr. Masrani knelt to observe the four raptor eggs closer.

"Really? A navy man?" Henry Wu asked.

"I was quite shocked too but if wild orcas or wild bengals can learn new tricks then let us not judge what a fellow human could learn." The CEO took his glance away from the raptor eggs and looked at his workers.

"Let's just hope he knows what he's doing." Dr. Wu whispered behind his clipboard.


Owen Grady knocked two more times on a metal door and sighed when there was no response. The day had been long and the temperature was gone to shit, now his friend decided to take his fucking time on answering the door. Staff on Isla Nublar pointed him in all the wrong directions that he was just bothered. But the door opened just before he knocked again.

"About fucking time." Owen said.

Suddenly his frown disappeared once he gave his friend a quick man hug.

"Been a long time." Barry squeezed Owen's arm.

"Way to fucking long." Owen smiled.

"Sorry about the wait. The boss man was on the phone and I couldn't exactly hang up." Barry waved his friend to the side and Owen obeyed.

The two men walked towards a huge metal door that opened at the press of a button. They did that once more until they finally got into the enclosure.

"They're still working on a couple of details but I think the constructors should be done by tonight."

"When are they putting the raptors in here?" Owen asked.

"Just after they hatch. There was talk about letting the raptors being born here but they first need to imprint on you."

"Why imprint?" Owen asked.

Owen had covered a years worth of reading about these dinosaurs but no book gave him hints on how to train them. Hoskins suggested him taking classes of lion training and he responded with a laugh. No trainer could get him ready for what was to come. Plus, Owen always taught himself in the heat of the moment. Be quick and react to the problem. That was always his motto.

"Velociraptors are pack animals, you see. They need a leader. Also the park doesn't want to make a mistake this time around so they need to know they have everything under control."

Owen chuckled when walking back over to his friend.

"Seems like I'm in for a shitty job."

"You're telling me." Garry smiled and cocked his head in the opposite direction. "The boss man said to drive you over to the lab."

The men climbed into a jeep that consisted of two seats and took off. On the way, the old friends caught each other up with latest stories.

"Why this job, Owen?" His French buddy asked.

"Hoskins wanted someone fresh from the field. A ton of people wanted the offer but I was the only survivor of the bunch."

"Survivor?" Garry's voice grew some concern.

"All the damn exams he gave. Physical, Emotional, and Intellectual." He counted with his fingers to keep count. "Lots of sorry asses failed the emotional tests."

"He wanted a guy that could keep well under pressure." Barry said.

Owen nodded but changed the subject right after. It wasn't the exact time to slip to his friend that his employer wanted to use these new dinosaurs as battle weapons for the nation. Really there was no turning back on the offer once he was given the mission but Owen wanted to step into this with an open mind and worry about all of that later on.

"We're here." Barry parked the jeep in front of a giant building.

Owen hopped off and glanced around at the empty entrance. The park wouldn't open for the next six hours so there was enough time to interact with the animals before they stripped Owen away from the room.

"Ready?" Garry asked.

"Not even a little bit." Owen chuckled, patting his friend on his back shoulder and stepped into the vacant laboratory. All of the workers were instructed to stay away from the room until further instructions.

"I'll be back in a few hours" Garry told his friend and left.

The doors closed behind Owen once he walked further towards the four eggs, expecting some movement or cracking of some sort but saw nothing. No one gave him a wait time or any information. What was he supposed to do once they hatched? Where there going to be guards outside incase they attacked? Could they attack once they hatched? What if he forgot everything he read? Fuck, now he was regretting taking the damn job. He could have been at home with some cheeto puffs in hand watching Breaking Bad but instead he was shitting his pants waiting for raptors that could possibly kill him at sight.

Minutes passed and no progress. Apparently the staff wanted him to suffer because there was nowhere to sit, in fact the whole room was emptied out. A crack echoed through the walls before Owen had the chance to complain.

He stared at the left side of the pack and stepped closer as another crack occurred.

"Fucking breathe-" Owen mumbled under his breath and turned his head to the right to hear yet another sound.

One. Two. He closed his eyes to breathe out slowly and finally approached the eggs. A tiny claw popped out of the shell, trying to push the rest of its arm out. The other two eggs were uncracked but the one right in front of him was. There was a small opening near the top of the egg that showed its eye, the eye that stared right up to meet Owen's.

"Hey girl" Owen whispered.

Slowly the four began to uncover themselves, leaving a brownish with yellow and green stripes in last place to reveal herself. Each one of them had different color pattering that would benefit him in the long run. Owen stepped closer in, taking the egg shell off from a blue striped raptor causing the animal to purr at his touch.

"That's it, girl." He said quietly.

The sisters had a difficultly standing that Owen almost had the temptation of picking and carrying them like lost treasures. He took a quick glance around the room to make sure no one was observing him before he extended his hand towards the most greenish looking one. If she showed signs of dislike or distrust then he would avoid touching them all together. But luckily she didn't flinch or try snapping her small sharp teeth at him. Instead her eyes relaxed at his touch, purring just like the blue striped one did earlier. Owen smiled, cupping his hands under the greenish ones body and lifted her up just a bit and stroked the side of her face.

For the next few minutes he picked each one individually speaking to them to have the siblings used to his voice and touch.

"Hey, play nice" Owen ordered, pulling the blue striped away from the sandy yellow one. Even if they were semi laying down she still tilted her small head to the side to bite onto her sibling.

"Hey, I said relax." Owen placed his hand between the fighting baby raptors until each one calmed down.

"That's more like it" He stroked the blue stripped raptor, realizing that just like every animal (or pet) they were in need of a name. To give them a easier identity besides 'girl'.

"How corny would it be if I named you Blue?" He asked the blue stripped raptor, picking her up again.

Out of the rest of her siblings she was the one that struggled less in being held by him. The others usually squirmed after a few seconds which gave him the cue to return them to place but the blue one remained still until Owen decided to return her.

"You like that name?" Owen stroked under the raptors long neck. "Blue suits you. Yeah, I like that name." Owen talked to the newly named raptor.

Two swift knocks came from the glass door. Owen turned and waved his friend over.

"How are things goi-" Barry stopped his tracks when he noticed the animals and slowly walked the rest of the way. "Mon Dieu." He whispered in French.

"Aren't they beautiful?" Owen asked with a smile.

The yellow looking one snarled at the newcomer and gave a small growl towards Garry causing the rest following in her footsteps. The noises grew louder the more Barry stayed in place.

"Should I leave?" Barry asked.

Just a minute ago they were loving creatures purring at his touch and just like that, they switched. The only good thing his dad taught Owen growing up was to stand your ground to show the animal who's in control. It saved him from a lot of dog bites throughout his life, that's for sure. The rest of his friends always ran at the sight of an aggressive dog and always got bit.

"Nah. Stay there." Owen said, but the raptors continued giving growls towards his buddy.

Owen stared at the cranky raptors. He whistled loudly making them stop and in sync they all looked up at him.

"Cut the shit" Owen frowned not taking his eyes off of them until he saw them return to their normal states.

"Wow.." Barry took a deep breath and patted his old friend on his back. "Welcome to Jurassic World, my friend."

Owen smirked at the welcoming and kept eye contact with Blue making the animal purr.