Chapter 2: Names

Owen opened his eyes and realized that he was in some sort of hut.

"What the hell happened?" He asked himself.

Then, he remembered everything that had happened and instinctively became aware of his surroundings.

He saw that the hut was made with a material similar to wood, even though some areas appeared to have some sort of creatures embedded to them. Also, he realized that he was naked and that there were no weapons at his disposal.

"What am I going to do?" He asked himself.

Suddenly, the creature he fought before entered the hut.

Owen quickly tried to ran, but only managed to get into a corner.

"Please, make it quick." He thought while the creature was getting closer to him.

When the creature was close to him, Owen tried to remain calm even though it was obvious that he was scared.

The creature pointed at his eyes, said something, then left.

Owen was shaking in a corner trying to explain to himself what had just happened. Owen didn't know how much time had passed until other creatures entered the hut, but, this time, one of them was wearing a black armored like robe and it was apparently the leader because he said something to the other creatures which made them leave the hut.

Soon, it was only the leader creature and Owen.

The leader creature said something which Owen didn't comprehend at all. After a silent moment, the leader creature pointed to himself and said, "Dachande." Then, it pointed at Owen.
Owen quickly said his name to Dachande.

"O... Owen?" Dachande said with uncertainty.

Owen quickly nodded and said, "Yes! I'm Owen.

Dachande pointed at Owen's eyes and said something.

"I have heterochromia. Heterochromia." Owen said while pointing at his different colored eyes.

"He... Hetero... Heterochromia?" Dachande said.

"Yes!" Owen said.

Dachande said something that Owen couldn't understand until Dachande pointed at Owen's neck.

Owen touched his neck and realized that there was some kind of clothing around it. And, honestly, he was so surprised that he couldn't answer.

Dachande pointed at the 'bed' in which Owen apparently slept in, Dachande said something and then left.

Owen thought that Dachande wanted him to sleep and Owen couldn't complain with that after all he was already tired once again.

Owen got into his 'bed' and slept.

While he was sleeping, he dreamt of the day he was found by the police. Owen still remembered the little room he slept in... That room was his world. Owen still remembered the man who had held him there for seven years and, even after all this years, he still couldn't hate the man who had kept him there because, despite the fact that the man was a serial murderer and was planning on killing him, he had found Owen, who was an abandoned 3 year old at death's door, healed his injuries, fed him, cared for him, and gave him the name 'Owen'.

Author's Note

Owen is my OC (nothing to do with Jurassic World) and, so far, I haven't seen The Predator. Anyways, don't forget to RSS!