Jurassic Nightmare
Reba held Jake's bloody body tightly to her chest as people screamed and ran from the dinosaurs terrorizing the neighborhood. They had been one of the first attacked. The monsters came up from the corner by Brock's house and mauled, sliced, and tore people to pieces as they went, with no idea where they came from. Reba looked to the bodies of her family. Brock lay three feet from her. He lay still and focusing on breathing as blood began to pool around his leg, his left leg was gone from the knee down, taken by the monster as he shoved Reba down and let it take him, when this first started. He looked to Reba then to the monster then back to her.
"Go hide" he whispered. "Call for help, call the president, FBI, my mother, anyone!" Brock ordered. But Reba ignored him for now. She looked to the body of Cheyenne, at least what was left of it. The monster had torn her legs off and then took her right arm. At almost nine months pregnant her large stomach was the only thing that kept her from rolling onto her face completely. Tears ran from Reba's eyes like rain, as she looked for her family no mater how torn up they were. She looked to Kyra, she had been protecting Henry. She had stayed back and hit the beast's head and nose with a broom stick as Henry ran into Reba's house. Now Kyra laid dying slowly as the puddle of blood surrounding her got larger, as her blood flowed from the large gash on her chest and stomach, and mixed with the blood from the neighbors that have also been torn part and killed by the two t-rexes. Reba then looked around for Barbra Jean but she saw nothing. Assuming that the monsters had eaten her whole Reba looked back to Jake. His neck was broken and his legs were torn to bits. The male Rex had grabbed him by his legs and shook him mercilessly not a minute ago before dropping him on his head. Suddenly Reba jerked her head up as she heard Van's voice.
"Run Mr. H get to your house protect Henry!" Van yelled. The female Rex moved closer to Reba with a load roar. Reba looked up to her terrified out of her mind. But the direction of the dinosaur was taken by Van's shoe hitting her square in they eye. Then Van swung the metal shovel as hard as he could. Reba looked to him then over to Cheyenne. A thought entered her mind. 'The baby! I can try to save the baby!' in her shocked and terrified state of mind Reba had no idea what to do other than save who she could from the remaining family. Reba ran led to Cheyenne's body. The dinosaur had already put a large cut on her stomach Reba just prayed that it wasn't too late to save the baby. Reba checked over the cut it was deep and all she'd have to do was reach inside. Reba closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she did just that. Her searching hands found the baby and she quickly pulled it out from his dead mother's body. As soon as she had him out and cleaned him off as best she could he started to cry. Reba smiled as he cried but then looked up terrified as the monsters roared again. Reba grabbed a sharp piece of debris and cut the umbilical cord then she crawled quickly over to Brock as Van kept the monsters away along with the others running like ants away from the monsters. Brock took the baby boy from Reba as she grabbed Brock under his arms and with the help of the adrenaline coursing through her like blood; she managed to drag Brock and the baby to her house. Van kept the monsters' eyes on him so they couldn't see where Reba went to hide. Once inside Reba saw Elizabeth huddled in the corner. She was so happy to see her alive. Reba grabbed and hugged her then told her to stay with Henry as Reba ran upstairs and grabbed some blankets, to swaddle the baby boy in and wrap around Henry, Elizabeth, and Brock. She then tried to remember how to create a tourniquet from scratch. She had learned in a class she had taken once. It came back her after a minute and she ran to grab the needed supplies. Kneeling next to Brock she whispered softly to him.
"Brock this is gonna hurt a lot, I'm sorry but it's gonna help save you." he nodded his head, telling her to do it. She placed the cloth in his mouth for him to bite on and to muffle any sound. Then she got to work making the tourniquet. Elizabeth, Henry, and the new little baby boy were on the couch scared to death as the screams and roars echoed in the hearts and minds of the neighborhood.
After what seemed like forever Reba had finished with her task. Brock was out cold on the floor and she prayed with all her might that he would make it. Reba then went to the window and looked out side. She had noticed the cries and roars had died down a while ago. She moved the curtain and covered her mouth quickly to try to stop her scream. There in the porch bench and window, was Van. His eyes wide open but devoid of life, as his face was pressed to the window pane. His right leg was completely gone and his left was a mess, Van's left arm was missing from four inches past his shoulder down and his right hand was gripping firmly to his weapon as it lay behind him on the porch. Gashes cut across Van's throat and chest as his blood stained the bench and porch. Reba stood frozen in place unable to move or tear her eyes away from the horrific scene. Behind him from what Reba could see were people who were torn apart or just bleeding to death scattered across the neighborhood, but the monsters responsible where nowhere to be found. But their mark was left everywhere, a few houses were leveled and some others had their roofs torn off or large holes in them. Tears pored down Reba's face as she looked but the cries of the baby boy shook her from her thoughts. She quickly closed the curtain and turned around at the same time.
"We need to stay here till help comes." the shaken red head said as she walked over and picked up the little baby. Luckily, Van had been preparing for him for a while, so she had diapers wipes and formula she could give him. 'He needs a name, Van, his name is Van Jake Hart in honor of his father and his uncle who died protecting the family.' Reba looked to Brock. 'If he passes away too... No don't think like that he won't go, he knows you need him' she scolded herself. "Please wake up." Reba begged Brock. She knew it would not be soon but she prayed he would before it was too late. For now she had two little boys to look after as Brock slept.
Ok I'm not 100% sure what happened with the baby is even possible but for this fanfic lets just say it is. I'm not sure if I am going to continue. If ya'll like it I may continue.
