Preface
Billy pov
The ringing phone interrupted Billy Brennan's thoughts. He grudgingly raised himself from the fossil he was examining.
"Hello?"
"Billy I just found out something horrible." A familiar voice said.
"Alan?"
"Yes, Billy it's me. Listen, they're building on Nublar."
"You couldn't possibly mean Hammond's Nublar?"
"That's exactly what I mean."
"Don't you know what this will mean? Why won't the government stop them?"
"They won't believe that there is still dinosaurs, wait forget that. They won't even believe that they're were dinosaurs on the island in the first place."
"This is bad. Very, very bad"
?pov
" Alpha, alpha! They're back! "
"Who's back?"
" The humans and they're destroying our territory!"
" You'd think they'd learn from last time… send them a warning "
" What kind of warning?"
« Easy, do what we do best. "
3rd pov
" Barry! Where the hell did you go! » Jeff called out "Barry you darn yahoo! This isn't funny! "
Jeff Carver was one of the leading architects for Costa Rica's newest residential area : Isla Nublar. Jeff had heard of the stories of some crazy old man that had tried to create dinosaurs, but to him it was all just some ridiculous story the locals told. Though with this comforting thought the thick jungle scared the living crap out of him. He was personally more of a city person.
"Barry get your lazy butt out here!" he called out again.
Barry had to be the sloppiest worker of them all. He could never get the job done properly, to him right away seemed to mean in 20 minutes, he seemed to lack a stunning amount of IQ points and he seriously needed to lose some weight.
"Barry this ain't-" he was cut of when he stepped on something wet, mushy and slimy with a sickening splurt. He looked down and began clawing at his throat as if tearing his vocal chords will stop the horror his eyes were seeing. Underneath him lay Barry with blood shot eyes rolled into his head, his throat ripped out, his limbs at unnatural angles and worst of all, his stomach was ripped open and his guts were strewn out around him.
Jeff backed up with lightning speed into a tree. The grass was soaked with blood, as were the plants, the mud had been made with blood instead of water… so much blood…
Only then did Jeff notice the reek of rotting flesh, but Barry only died a few minutes ago how could he be rotting… It then hit Jeff that whatever had killed Barry could still be close. On the verge of panic Jeff spun around to run back to find some help.
White-hot pain sliced across his stomach. He instinctively clutched his belly. Something warm wet and mushy fell into his arms. He sank to his knees. Blind with pain all he could see were reptilian legs in front of him and he could swear that the creature was laughing at him.
He had a prayer at his lips, but all that came out of his mouth was blood.
?pov
"Alpha the job is done, but they haven't left yet"
"Then we'll simply have to go bigger."
That's the preface for y'all! Gruesome I know, but horror's my specialty! So take me for who I am or don't take me at all! HAHA Anywho (don't you just love that word? I DON'T CARE IF THERE'S A SCWIGLY RED LINE UNDER IT!) the first chapter will be up soon so REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW (appropriate language and content please and don't crush my heart of I will come to your house and… now I just sound like a stalker…. Just review)
