Prologue/Recap

It had only been one year after the destruction that the Indominus Rex had cause on Isla Nublar. Experts said that the animals on both islands had better be executed before they reached mainland and wrecked havoc across the world…

*X*

Ian Malcolm was driving his car home from one of his speeches. Sarah Harding was in the passenger seat next to him.

"What are you doing this weekend, Ian?" Sarah asked him.

"Nothing really." The mathematician replied.

He turned the car to the left. As he drove down his street, he saw a simple military truck parked on the curb. There were two soldiers standing at the side of it. Ian parked the car and got out with Sarah, walking up to the two soldiers.

"Something I could help you with?" Ian asked one of them.

"Are you Ian Malcolm?" The soldier asked.

"Yeah." He said, confused. "Need something?"

"Is that Miss Harding?" The soldier ignored him.

"I am." Sarah replied, seeming just as confused.

"We'd like you two to come with us." The soldier told them.

"Why?" Ian asked, putting more demand in this question.

"Do we get a choice?" Sarah asked the soldiers, just as annoyed as Ian.

"No, you don't, ma'am." The soldier told her. "Now if you'd both get in, please."

Ian sighed and looked at Sarah.

She shrugged. "Let's just do it, Ian."

"Fine." He retorted.

They climbed into the middle seats of the vehicle. The soldier climbed into the front.

"Who else is coming?" Ian asked.

"Alan Grant and Ellie Sattler." The driver replied, turning on the ignition.

"Where are we going?" Ian had to shout over the noise of the engines.

"Isla Neblar." The other soldier replied.

"What?!" Ian yelled. "No way!" He tried to open the door, but it was locked. "Why?"

"To help execute the remaining dinosaurs." The soldier answered, calmly.

"And where is Grant?" He asked, trying not to get angry.

"Montana at his dig site." The soldier answered.

Ian stopped asking questions and looked out the window, shaking his head.

An hour later, they reached the local airport. The vehicle was driven onto a plane that was big enough for it. The ignition was turned off and the plane's ramped closed.

They flew for a couple hours, landing at the nearest airport to the dig site. The vehicle turned on and drove through the desert plains and arrived at the dig site.

The soldiers got out. "Want to come with us?" One asked.

"Sure, why not." Ian said, half sarcastically.

He and Sarah got out of the vehicle, making their way over to the trailer that Grant lived in. The soldiers followed, not far behind.

Ian knocked on the trailer door once they reached it. One of the soldiers shoved him out of the way.

"Oof." He groaned. "Hey, what was that for?" He asked.

The other soldier walked up to his companion, leaving Sarah and Ian at the back.

The door to the trailer opened. Alan Grant stood there, looking out at them with surprise. "Don't tell me what's going on now." He muttered.

"You won't want to know anyway." Ian raised his eyebrows, earning a "shut up" from one of the soldiers.

Grant stepped out of the trailer, closing the door behind him.

"Are you Dr. Grant?" One soldier asked.

"Yes." Grant sounded annoyed. "I was in the middle of my break, unless you haven't noticed."

"Is Ellie Sattler here?" The other soldier asked him.

"Somewhere, yeah." Grant replied. "Left her husband with her son at home so she could work." He grabbed a radio from his belt. "Ellie?" He said into it. "I need you over here at the trailer."

"Be right there." Came the female paleontologist's voice. A minute later, she came into view, rushing towards the trailer. "Oh wow."

"We need you to come with us, please." The soldier said.

"Sure." Grant said, confused now.

He and Ellie exchanged glances.

Ian walked up next to him. "They want us to go help them on Nublar." He told him. "They aren't even giving us a choice."

"Help them with what?" Ellie asked.

"Execute the remaining dinosaurs." He sighed. "I think they have another team on their way to Sorna, from what I overheard from the radio on the way here."

"But, why us?" Grant asked. "Isn't two trips to those islands enough?"

"Guess not." Sarah said, coming up besides Ian. "We haven't met yet, but I'm Sarah Harding." She reached out a hand and the paleontologists shook it. "I went to Sorna a few years ago with Ian." She explained.

"You mean I went there to get you after you went by yourself?" Ian snorted. "Hammond was getting a team together to go there, but she went early. I turned it into a rescue mission. Ended up meeting with that Ingen company."

They reached the vehicle and got in, Grant and Sattler in the middle seats.

"Alright," The soldier said. "You'll meet the team at the airport and go to the island from there."

"Good to know." Ian rolled his eyes.

After a little while of driving, they arrived at the airport. Grant, Sattler, Sarah, and Ian got out of the military vehicle and watched it go to its own plane for a ride back to their base.

They went through all the basic steps of an airport and then found the military crew waiting for them by a large helicopter.

They walked up to the helicopter and the soldiers. There looked to be at least twenty men. One of them stepped forward.

"Glad to see that you came." The man said. "I'm Lieutenant Duke Watts."

"I assume that you know who we are." Grant said.

Lieutenant Watts nodded. "That's right, Dr. Grant. I do." He motioned for another man to walk up. "This is Sergeant Treyson Young. He's my second in command."

Treyson Young was an African-American man, who looked to be in his early twenties.

Ian just nodded.

"Young, is the helicopter ready to board?" Watts asked.

"Yes, sir." Young responded.

"Good." The Lieutenant nodded. He looked at the paleontologists, Ian, and Sarah. "You may board the copter."

The four visitors got into the helicopter. The soldiers followed after them. One of the men went into the cockpit and started the vehicle. The propellers started whirling.

"Fasten your seatbelts." The pilot said over the vehicles speaker.

They did as he said.

Ian sighed. "Well, here we go."

"Yep." Grant grumbled.