A/n Hi all! Dustchu here with a brand new story, a Jurassic Park Fanfic! :D
I would like to include those who inspired to me to write this story.
old chuck Your story "Chayton" is very good, your style is awesome! I hope you like this story my friend, I can't wait for the next chapter! And in your profile. You're right, we are family my friend! :D
TheCleverGirl I love your story "On A Gryphon's Wings" it interesting and full of action. Love cube XD I can't wait to find out what happens next! Keep up the good work buddy ;)
Vantage99 "Awake and Alive" is funny and I love the characters and everything that's going on! :D keep it up! You rock!
DinoHunter55 "Broken Lives" is a very good story, I think the First JP story I read, I love it and I really wanna know what happens next! :D weepah!
Hados94 Your story "Stranded Marines" is really good, I love it! And I can't wait until next chapter to it and your other story! :D I love'em both!
All in all, I love all of your stories guys, the character the plots the way that they could all be connected in a way, you guys are awesome! :D I'm glad I stumbled upon your stories, otherwise I may have not written this to begin with to be honest. :P
So I don't own Jurassic park but I do own my characters, you'll know who they are dang it. :3
Location: Cuban Seas, Just Twenty Miles from Las Cinco Muertes.
Time: 4:00 AM
POV: third.
The waves were raging harshly with heavy rain filled winds and gusts going at least 60 across the waves, it was a storm and a bad one at that. And in that storm was a ship, but not just any ship, it was "La Vendetta" one of the largest Cuban prison ships that is tasked with transporting several high-value prisoners from one point to another.
The ship's name was faded and needed repainting, the ship's hull was a rusty red color and the tower a bleached/rusty white. Several lights were lit showing the water splashing against the decks, the water washed over the deck ad hit the bulkhead door but didn't bring them down.
At the helm was the captain. He was a Hispanic Ex Military Soldier by the name of Captain Luka Rodriguez. A man aged around fifty with a long scar on his face going from the left side of his forehead to the right side of his collar-bone, his eyes were hard, a striking blue color. He was doing his best to keep the ship from sinking from the intense waves and harsh winds.
While all looked well on deck, down below, chaos reigned.
The waves had somehow knocked out the power for a solid minute and all of the inmates took this opportunity to escape and try to take the ship, something they were close to succeeding at. The power came back on a little too late.
Cell block 'A' was filled with rioting inmates, not that many though, they numbered around fifty or so. Most of which were charged with stuff like Theft or robbery.
Cell block 'B' was filled with the criminally insane believe it or not. They went nuts when they escaped, biting the guards and beating them with pipes they ripped off the walls and using shields made from mesh guards or RIOT shields they stole, they screamed and wailed as they fought. They numbered around a hundred.
Cell blocks 'C' and 'D' held those that killed people and whatnot. They were doing just that, killing and making sure no guard survived. They numbered around a hundred and fifty.
Cell block '0' held the worst of the worst, mass murderers and assassins, mercenaries and cop killers, terrorists and bombers. Cell block '0' was a nightmare.
One cell in particular in Cell block '0' held a certain inmate by the name of Jackson Shade, an American mercenary charged with mass murder and assassination of a government official. Death Row inmate number 5546 sentenced to death the next week, but he had other plans.
He escaped the padded cell he was in and was making his way to the deck to grab a row boat and then out to sea, he would just have to chance it out there.
He ran through the burning cellblock pass inmates he didn't care to know or meet. He pushed past them and jumped over burning debris like bed mattresses and trash cans, the cell block was starting to fill with smoke from the fires and that wasn't a good thing. Many guards were trying it fight off the inmates with their batons and riot shields, only to fail and end up with their throats slit.
Jackson grabbed a Baton on the floor and used it to smash a guard's head in, he grabbed the key he had and ran over to the cell door, but not before getting jumped by an inmate with bloodstained clothes.
"DIE!" he yelled, swiping at Jackson with a knife. Jackson dodged easy as he smashed the Baton against the inmates head making him fall to the floor with a loud thud, down and out. He groaned in pain as two inmates jumped him and started stabbing him, effectively ending his life.
Jackson smirked as he went back to the cell door and opened it, he put the key in and turned it with a clank sounding another alarm, he went through the door leaving it open turning left down a corridor and up a stairwell.
Blood stained the steel walls and floor as the boat lurched and rocked back and forth making everybody on board lose their footing, they stumbled back up while other took advantage of this to attack those that fell.
Jackson fell against a steel door that wasn't locked and fell inside as the boat almost tipped onto its side but thankfully didn't, he hit a locker and a desk before regaining his footing. He found he landed into an armory, it had been cleaned out a while ago but he found a pistol sitting in the locker he hit and a full clip. "Nice." He voiced giddily, grabbing it and reloading it. He shoved it into his pocket and left the room continuing down the halls of the behemoth ship.
Cell block '0' was at the bottom of the ship so he had to go through all of the other cell blocks before escaping. When he entered the next cell block he was greeted with gunfire, it would seem some guardsmen had fallen and their guns were liberated by the inmates. And they were not taking and… well, you know.
"Come on ya pussy!"
"Take that cabróns!"
"Punkass!"
They fired towards a stack of crates that sat near the far wall on the other side of the cell block and four guards had taken cover there. Two had assault rifles while the other two had a pistol and shotgun.
He pulled out the pistol he had acquired and examined it. It was an H&K USP compact pistol, a semi favorite of his. He preferred something other than that like a revolver… But it will do for now. He counted four Inmates, they didn't notice him. He broke out of cover and shot at two that were reloading before hiding in cover once more. The two that didn't get now holes to breath out of shout around just in time to get shot by the Guards, he heard the guards come over to the dead Inmates.
He shot out of cover once more and fired off the rest of his clip into the guards, he killed two of them and left the other wounded as the other ran for cover in a cell.
Jackson cursed his luck, stupid move that was. He threw his pistol away and eyed the assault rifle. a AK-47 with an exposed stock and elongated barrel, it looked old but still usable. He rolled out of cover and grabbed it as he rolled yet again behind a crate.
The guard peered out of cover with shaking hands and was sweating all over and he looked about ready to piss himself. "As he should be." Jackson though with humorously. He waited until the guard had his back to him and snuck up behind him, being a stealthy as possible. He spotted the knife on the guard's belt and did what he does best.
He grabbed the guard by the neck and muffled his screams as he grabbed the knife and plunged it into the guard's ribcage he stabbed the right lung then the left lung with deadly precision, no wonder he was an assassin.
The guard fell to the floor gasping for breath but couldn't as both lung were deflated and no longer usable, he managed to choke out one word though. "Whore!" he fell limp, he was no more.
Jackson wasn't fazed in the slightest by the insult, he's been insulted many times in his line of work so he's used to it. He checked the guard and found two clips, both full of bullets. He pocketed them and moved onto the other door at the end which was left open. The floors above were ablaze as well, he saw someone fall from the top very top. It was an inmate by the looks of him.
He fell without a sound and fell right in front of Jackson with a sickening smack sound. "Bet that hurt." He remarked as he left the cell block and went up another level, he could see from here that a large fire blocked the way up, so now he has to go across another cell block.
He shook his head in frustration as he went up to the door, it was left ajar and he could see a pool of blood on the floor, he opened the door and found no one inside, hell there wasn't even any fires. "Odd."
He soon found the reason, every inmate was gone. "Did they leave?" all of the cell doors were open and no guard were around, he looked ahead and saw that the door was open. He ran over to it and using his instincts he crept inside, he soon found out the reason why, there was a giant hole in the hull. Water gushed in and out taking away anything not bolted down.
He could make out several prisoners in the water screaming for help along with some guards, most of them were too far away. The waves crashed against the side of the ship making the hull of the ship groan, water hit his face as he watched something rise in the distance. His eyes were wide in surprise and mild anger. It was a tsunami, a giant tsunami.
"Son of a bitch." He muttered, now he's screwed. He won't be able to escape now! He slung the rifle onto his back as he climbed the stairs and into Cell block 'B' the insane asylum.
He drew his rifle and stood in front of the door, he could hear the wailing and screaming of the people inside. "This ship sucks." He though as he kicked the door open, several inmates had killed many if not all of the guards in the cell block leaving only a few left standing.
He spotted the door and sprinted for it, but not before getting tackled by an inmate that didn't take his mask or vest off. "THIS IS MY STOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEE!" he shrieked as he attempted to head-butt Jackson, only to get thrown off and stabbed though the eye. "AHHHHH!" He wailed in pain as he rolled around, unable to apply pressure to his eye must've sucked.
Jackson ran to the door and barged through it, but locked the door behind him. He hated that place, and for good reason. Crazies are hard to take down.
Jackson ran up the stairs all the way to the top and was about to open the door until the ship lurched forward then to the side, the power went out as he fell out the door and onto the deck, he lost his grip on the slippery surface as he hit the railing and went overboard and into the still raging sea. He went under for a few seconds but managed to swim to the top where he saw two things. The first, being the somewhat beautiful sunrise in the distance. The second, being the ship carried by the giant tsunami and towards him.
"Motherfu-" he didn't get to finish as he was dragged under by the waves where he hit the reef.
Little did he know, he was in for the fight of his life…
A/n Dustchu: And there we have it, the first chapter and a pretty good one at that wouldn't you think? Really, tell me.
Jackson: Ass
Dustchu: Shut it ass. Well, I hope all of you enjoyed this first chapter. And I can't wait to see al of you next time. :) R&R and stay frosty~! :D
