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A/N: Sorry the chapter is so short guys. It will be longer next chapter. Please read and review!
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Chapter 1: Arrival on the island
'I cannot believe they talked me into coming back here.' Thought Alan Grant. He looked around and sighed. He thought about the last time he had come here. It was a massicure. Valaciraptors on all sides. He shuddered at the thought, and forced it away. He wasn't going to dwell in the past. Suddenly, he heard something coming up behind him. He reached for his gun at his side, whipped it out, and turned on his heel. He pointed the gun straight, and made ready to shoot. Then he saw it was just Ian Malcom. He sighed with relief and put the gun away.
"A little high strung, arn't we today?" Asked Ian with a chuckle.
"Don't do that!" Alan scolded, his heart pounding. He tried to clam down. "I'm still not sure that we should have ever come here! After what happened last time, I mean." He looked around, trying to reassure himself.
"Well, you've got to remember that son of a bitch is funding your digs..." Ian said solomnly. He shrugged. Just then, a compy jumped up and nipped Alan's hand. Alan swore and pulled away, sucking at the wound on his hand. With a lightning reflex, he pulled out his gun with the other hand and shot the compy.
"Serves you right..." Alan muttered, then put the gun back. He stared at the compy, now dead. Blood had splattered everywhere, including on Alan's boot. A worried look ran across Ian's face.
"I don't recall the animals attacking so close to the water..." He said, looking at Alan. Alan nodded in agreement.
"Yeah...we better be careful." He muttered. Then they ventured off into the jungle.
Meanwhile...
Ellie Grant was talking with John Hammond.
"So how long do you think it will be before they nuke the island?" Ellie asked.
"They said they would give me a week or so..." Replied John in earnest.
"Only a week?" Ellie said, suddenly worried. "These are dinosaurs! How do they expect them to clear the island of all dinosaurs in a week?!?!" Fear crept into her voice, but she held it back. She wasn't a wimp.
"How should I know? I don't know what their thinking...If all else, it's suicide!" John said frowning. "The government wanted to get rid of the dinosaurs because the island was very unstable, and the neucular power that Ian Malcom had in his truck on the last expidition could cause the dinosaurs to evolve and make them able to swim back to the main land!"
