A/N: This is a prologue meaning that this'll happen sometime later in the story! Also, I wanted this to be more on Primal Carnage, but apparently that isn't an option for me... Meh, Jurassic Park will have to do then (even if it has NOTHING to do with JP)!
Well, enjoy my lovelies!
How could this have happened?
Just this morning, the Dilophosaurus that Sammy had been watching over and training were now rampaging! A mix of crimson blood and sickening purple-black venom decorated the walls, floor, and even a few windows.
Being their caretakers since they've hatched, Sammy had gotten to know each dinosaurs' individual personalities, their quirks, and sometimes what they thought based on their body language! Now the six juveniles were creating havoc all around the small lab. The brunette had seen a few of her co-workers thrown against the wall, the dinosaur's venom eating the flesh away at his face showcasing the pale cream of the bones underneath.
Now taking refuge behind a turned over table, Samantha gripped the tranquilizer so hard, her knuckles had turned a pale white.
"This can't be happening. This can't be happening. This can't be happening!" The woman muttered to herself, feeling tears sting at the corners of her eyes – threatening to spill.
Samantha came to the fact that she was going to die. Unless she found her way out of here or herded the Dilophosaurus back into their pens. Though that seemed far out of reach! With their combined intelligence they could match that of a Novaraptor and there were six of them in total too...
A shrill cry of a female worker rang out throughout the corridors, startling Samantha to jump violently at this. The noise soon faded out as cries of the Dilophosaurus soon took over as being the loudest, which too, ultimately faded out. A silent sob made its way through Samantha's parted lips as the dart gun shook in her hands.
She sat there and cried for a few minutes, accepting her incoming fate – death. The lights then shut off the horrifying sound of the generator 'wooed' out. The power had been cut! Samantha mentally cursed herself as she slammed her foot against the crisp tile floor. She only had herself to blame.
The brunette should've known better then to operate the electrical controls in front of the six siblings. She had found it odd how they all followed her movements – never once breaking their gaze. She shook it off back then as them being merely curious though now it proved otherwise.
They learned how to do such a thing by simply watching Samantha! Smart little asses...
Sitting there she thought of ways to herd them back into their pens. She closed her eyes, shifting uncomfortably against the floor, her buttocks starting to go numb from sitting in such an odd position. A silent coo could be heard from the other side of the door.
Samantha went dead still, holding her breath.
More chirps escaped from the other side before one of the Dilophosaurus gurgled and the sounds of the door (now not protected by the electricity) 'whooshing' open.
'No, no, no..!" Samantha muttered as she curled herself into a ball, quickly reloading the tranquilizer gun to the fullest. A curious chirp rang out from behind her, thankfully the table separating her from the Dilophosaurus. More chirps and coos followed after the first as the six siblings began to look around the room.
One of the Dilophosaurus jumped onto one end of the table, her head turning around as she in took the new surroundings. Looking up towards the dinosaur, Samantha quickly recognized the reptile; the blue double crest and speckled scales.
'Blue...' Sam thought as the Dilophosaurus chirped before jumping down, her head tilted as she sniffed the air. The female's head turned towards Samantha, red eyes locked with Sam's own blue orbs.
Shit, she was found.
Blue chirped and soon the five others were now coming around the table. She was surrounded... She was going to die now... The blue crested Dilophosaurus approached Samantha, sniffing her face before giving a bone-chilling snarl pulling her head back. Her mouth opened to release a hiss though she never spat that infamous venom onto her face. The others hissed towards the brunette before Blue ran off, the other siblings quickly following her lead. They snapped at each other before their playful fighting soon faded as did their footsteps.
The tranquilizer dropped from her hands as everything faded to blackness.
