Yay! Whoo! Here is the first chapter of "Biological Weapon 2"! Please enjoy. And as it is with everything else, I'm pretty sure that the first one is better so please don't be afraid to say so. :)


Fog sat heavily in the trees, masking the broad green leaves of the canopy. The sound of the surf crashing on the thin coastline of the small island echoed in the mangroves, which grew thickly around the exterior of the tropical rainforest. Cicadas and frogs created a chorus that kept the island always full of noise. Small birds chirped, their songs varying with their species. A particularly shrill cry made the birds go quiet for a few seconds. Content that their songs would not be interrupted again, they started to sing again.

A jeep charged through the thick foliage, scattering the birds picking worms off the road. Mud splashed up alongside its panels and windshield as the two men hit uneven and water filled pockets in the path. A few creatures resembling small, green lizards dashed in front of the car's path, chattering noisily as they went.

"Dang Jabbers," the driver grunted as he swerved the jeep to avoid the little lizards.

"They're always gettin' in the way," the passenger said, shaking his head as he did so. "The scientists are so avid about them not gettin' hurt, but yet they let them run wild around the island."

"It's no wonder none of them have gotten off the island, seeing how they let them all have free reign," the driver said.

"Remember the fences, though," the second man nodded over his shoulder to the where they had come from. "The perimeter fence is 20,000 volts, and then there're the interior fences."

"What in the world are they keepin' in here that needs 20,000 volts to keep it in?" the driver questioned, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

"Ah, there's the lab," the second man said as he pointed towards the concrete building covered in foliage. "Man, looks like a bunker. What are they expecting to happen clear out here?"

"Who knows what's going through these guys' minds," the driver pulled into the garage as it opened up.


The room was dim with the only lighting being provided by heat lamps hooked up around a large glass terrarium. A man in a white lab coat was standing there, watching whatever was currently living in the four hundred gallon tank. So focused was his attention that he barely even noticed the door to the dark, humid room open and close as a young technician came in.

"Sir, the latest shipment of tranquilizers just came in," she said.

"Good, we don't need a repeat of what happened a week ago," the man turned to the woman, stuffing his hands in his lab coat pockets. As she was about to leave he said, "Have you any more news on our little…oh, how should I put it…accident?"

"Yes," she flipped a paper up on her clipboard as she spoke. "We've located where they work and can have one of our men take care of them. That is, if you like."

"No," the man said, shaking his head. "We do not simply waist human life because of our mistake."

"Of course, but they know about the weapon and we have no idea how much Captain Johnson told them about the island," she pointed out. "If they begin to dig deeper they could expose our whole operation. They must be taken care of immediately."

"Yes, I know," the man rubbed his scruffy white beard thoughtfully. "But we can certainly make good use of them."

"Sir, you are aware of what happened the last time we tried that…." She trailed off as he held a finger up to silence her.

"No, that's not what I was thinking," he shook his head. "I was thinking we could do some real field experiments instead of just simulations."

"Interesting idea, but we couldn't just release some of our weapons on the general public," she admonished, tapping her pencil on the clipboard. "We've been creating these weapons to protect our people and country, not hurt it."

"No, I would never allow such a thing to happen," he said as he turned back to the terrarium. "I was thinking of bringing them here. That way we wouldn't have to worry about transporting animals or causing a major catastrophe."

"But what will we tell them when they disappear?" she inquired.

"A plane crash in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean is very rarely salvable, and the chances of finding any bodies are exponentially slim," the man chuckled as he said this. "Go on now, go arrange some excuse to get them out here."

"What if a few of the ones that know about it don't come?" she asked before she turned on her heel.

"Insist that they come," he bowed his head slightly. "If they do not, then we have many methods of taking care of them."

"Very good," she opened the door and left.

"Ah, we may be having some visitors soon, my pretties," he knelt and reached his hand down into the terrarium, coming back up with a young snake in his palm. It was all black with glittering blue eyes and a creamy white underbelly, with a fleshy pink tongue flicking in and out of its mouth. "Soon, your larger sibling and the others will have a real test of how durable they are."


So, what did you guys think of the first chapter? We get to see who the masterminds behind the raptor in "Biological Weapon" are...Please remember to R&R! Thanks for reading! :)