Hi guys, I'm back! So the first chapter was kind of short so I decided to split it. This chapter was supposed to be part of Chapter 1, but I decided to make it a separate chapter. Anyway, I hope you like it. Disclaimer: I do not own Disney's Dinosaur or Prehistoric Park. Just the characters I created. Also, there is a mention of a certain movie in this chapter along with the use of one of the objects from that movie. I do not own both! Well that's enough on that. Enjoy the chapter!
Hazel let out an exasperated groan as she slammed her large backpack on her bed. The sack bounced twice before settling down on the mattress. Her room was not much, as it contained a mahogany wardrobe at the far right corner, a walk-in closet next to it, a bookcase full of various novels and texts in multiple colors, posters of her favorite things (like Evanescence and Breaking Benjamin), and the large double glass doors behind her that led to the small patio. The large white double-shelved desk that Nigel gave her some time ago was poised next to the patio. Like the bookcase, it too was filled with texts about the world she lived in. In addition, the desk contained a built-in lamp that branched out from one part of the shelf. Her bed was king sized and the mattress cover was of a light blue hue. The fabric was of a 500 thread material and two blue pillows lay at the very top of the bed. Next to it on the left was a nightstand that was of the same material as her bed and a black office lamp.
Her room overlooked a fraction of the park and, if it were daytime, would show the Titanosaur paddock and the Deinosuchus Dip. However, it was the middle of the night and it was pitch black outside.
Her bed was littered with the supplies she would need for the mission. She had already set out her sleeping bag, her flashlight, a red and white first aid kit, her goggles, her blue filter water bottle, her goggles, a box of matches, and her father's dagger. Her dagger was one of the only things she had kept that reminded her of him. He was a kind man, and was much like Nigel, with whom she considered as a father figure. The dagger, which was in its ebony black sheath, rested on her one of her pillows. The hilt was adorned with golden spirals and had a sapphire jewel at the very end. Hazel had used it in her last adventure, and she planned on using it again.
The building she was in served as the living quarters for the staff members and was situated next to Nigel's office. About a hundred employees ran the park and there were a few times the building would expand to accommodate the amount of new recruits. The four story high building was concrete and looked like it would be just a regular motel off of a US interstate. The roof was metal and colored forest green to match the nature theme.
Hazel gritted her teeth and cursed. "That son of a bitch!"
The girl gripped her bag even harder before forcibly opening the large pocket at the back. "Honestly, I don't even know why I saved him!"
"I should have just let him fall down that canyon!" she ranted as she stuffed each and every one of her items into her bag.
Hazel's day had started off from okay, to bad after Nigel showed her the Iguanodon skeleton, to worse. For most of the evening, she had been griping about her visit to the newest resident in the park, which did not go very well.
"That stupid lizard…" she grumbled as she stuffed her sleeping bag into the bag.
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*Flashback*
Earlier that afternoon…
After eating dinner in the park café, Hazel decided to finish one order of business before preparing for the trip back to the Nesting Grounds. The sun was just starting to set, which made the sky turn into a bright orange hue. The clouds started to become darker as the light gradually faded. The birds flew overhead and made their last chirps before settling in for the night. All of the animals were either finishing their dinner or preparing to sleep.
Admiring the animals at the end of the day was one thing Hazel sometimes would do after dinner. But today was different. Everyone had already done their jobs for the day so they were either headed back to the living quarters or eating dinner, meaning that no one would be near the animal pens. Using the solitude to her advantage, she dug into her shorts pocket and retrieved her communicator, which she activated as soon as it was positioned in her ear. As she passed Bob's workshop and T-rex Hill, she thought of the circumstances she would be dealing with once she reached her destination. It did not take her very long to reach it, as it was just towards the east of the Ornithomimus pond.
The new compound was about the same size as Terrence and Matilda's paddock. It was also similar in appearance, only this time, there were more trees and rocks. Hazel reached the ladder that was situated next to the large door that led into the enclosure and climbed it. When she reached the top, she could see the exhibit in its entirety without the wooden bars in the way. Off to the left, she saw a large therapod with two sharp horns above its eyes about to gorge in on a recently placed carcass.
The bull lizard was about to take a mouthful until he noticed the human in his peripheral vision. He lifted his great head and looked at the girl that stood on the overlook platform. He gave her a glare, and she did as well.
"So," he said in a deep, rumbling voice. "The little two-legged returns…"
"Diablo…" Hazel calmly uttered his chosen name. "Been a while."
He let out a snort. "You can understand me now…that's plucky."
The young woman with short black hair did not reply to that. She continued to stare silently in his cold heartless eyes, which only made her glare even more serious.
Diablo let out a chuckle. "I'm guessing that you did not come here to say hello."
"I came to check up on you. Seems like your leg recovered nicely," she noted after glancing at the leg she had wounded a few months back with her father's dagger.
"You along with that disgusting wretch and insect hurt me!" the beast roared angrily.
Hazel remembered that event like it was yesterday. She, along with her Pteranodon friend Flia, and Aladar, the newly established leader of the herd she and Nigel planned to rescue, had fought this carnivore at the top of a cliff over a ravine. He had already murdered the previous leader, Kron, beforehand and attempted to kill the herd too. The trio fought bravely and kept the beast at bay. When he fell off the cliff, Hazel managed to activate the time poles, which she had planted while he was dealing with the fallen leader, and transport him to the present. Now that he was living here, Diablo was better contained and surely did not bother anyone.
Suzanne's work on his leg paid off, as the scratches had all but disappeared. The wounds that Flia inflicted on his hide had healed up too. But ever since that day, Hazel was sure to keep her distance. Even though he was behind wooden walls, she knew that he would have a grudge towards her and even try to break out. That was why she rarely visited him. The only times she did was to make sure he was eating well and keeping up with his health. But that was then, and this is now.
"I saved your life! Aladar was not aware of my plan to save you. And believe me, I could have jumped for your head, or your heart. But I didn't," Hazel spat at him.
Diablo let out a laugh. "Save me? Then how come you view me as a prisoner?"
Her expression did not change at that. "I don't. I saved your life to give you a second chance. That's what this park is for."
"A second chance you say?" The large bull stomped the ground with one foot, causing it to shake a bit. "Then why didn't you save my mate!?"
Hazel's eyes widened a bit. She remembered that Diablo had been with another Carnotaur back when she was traveling with the herd. She assumed that the second one was a smaller male, but she did not think of a mated pair. Hazel thought back to the night at the cave and, for the first time in front of this bloodthirsty predator, she felt the pang of guilt. The young girl had helped in the murder of his mate by blinding her with her dagger. Not only that, but she also felt guilty for not attempting to at least save her from the collapsing ceiling, even though there was nothing she could do.
"I could have if it weren't for the falling rocks!" she defended.
"You little pest…you were the one behind her death," Diablo hissed with hatred.
Hazel gripped the balcony bars, causing the metal to ring a bit before becoming quiet. "I didn't kill her! Bruton did! You and your girlfriend were trying to eat my friends!"
"For our survival," he huffed.
The recruit was well aware of the laws of the natural world; eat or get eaten, kill or be killed, and survival of the fittest. It was everywhere, even when she and Nigel would travel into prehistory. It was also one she had seen on a whole new level months ago, back when she traveled with the herd to the Nesting Grounds. Kron had made that his primary belief and embraced it fully. Before she could speak with the dinosaurs, she only viewed it as something that could not be helped. Now, after her solo adventure, there are times when she questions the idea.
"I know you are bringing the herd here…" the carnivore told her, which surprised Hazel a bit and caused her to wonder as to how he learned about that.
"I overheard you talking to that other human a while back. You intend to rescue them from a disaster."
Hazel cleared her throat. "For a noble cause."
Diablo laughed again, this time in an insulting manner. "Noble my rear! Have you ever thought about how they would feel after you save them? You think they would still accept you as one of their own? They're not going to trust you after this. Sooner or later, they will find out. And when they do, they will only see themselves as a means to an end, materials to glorify this despicable paradise."
"No! You're wrong!" she denied.
"Deny me if you must. Deep down, you know I am right," the horned dinosaur bared his teeth. Hazel could clearly see that it was an evil smile.
"You son of a-," Hazel cursed but was then cut off by him.
"Listen well human," Diablo began. "Killing you and your kind is a waste of my time. I have more of a desire to go after your herd...especially that leaf-eating scum. The next chance that I get at freedom, I'm going after him. And his pretty little head will be in my jaws."
She gritted her teeth. "Leave my friends alone you ass!"
"Oh? And how are you going to manage that?" Diablo taunted. "Are you going to come down here and stab me a million times? You can throw whatever threats you have at me, but I'll always come back."
Hazel calmed down. She did not want to appear childish or react any more in front of this guy. If she did, she knew the Carnotaurus would win. Hazel composed herself and, like before, folded her hands behind her back.
"No. I'm going to do worse. The technology I used to bring you to the 21st century can also be used to send you back into the past. It was not designed as a weapon, but I sure as hell can use it as one on you," she scowled. "If you harm my friends or the herd, then I will use that technology to send you back to when the fireball hit the earth…"
Deep down, Hazel knew she would not dare do such a thing. It was not in her nature. Nigel and everyone would view her as a heartless monster if she did. She would be seen as a cruel dictator, or even a murderess. Hazel was not that, but she cared for her friends. One thing was for sure, she will not let him have his way if he got the chance. If threatening him with a bluff would make him think twice, then so be it.
"Oh…maybe that would be too merciful," she played again. "No, I think I'll send you back further in time, back to the Permian Extinction. Doting time, there are so many ways to die there; heat stroke, starvation, dehydration, maybe a little bit of sickness, or just getting eaten. Either way, you'll have a slow and torturous death."
Diablo snort. "You're bluffing."
"As I mentioned already, our time travelling technology is a two-way street: any time in prehistory and the present. So if you even lay a single talon or tooth on anyone here or the herd...I'm coming for you," she threatened.
Diablo did not answer back to that. Instead, he pulled his attention from the human back onto his dinner. "You win…this time. But my threat still stands. Now leave me, I have a meal to eat."
Hazel glared at him for a few more moments before turning away from him. As she proceeded down the ladder, she could clearly hear the meat being ripped to shreds and the monster devour it. Anger had welled up inside her, along with an even more burning hatred for the one called Diablo.
*End flashback*
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Hazel finished stuffing her sleeping bag into her backpack, which took some effort, but she got the job done. Once she was finished, she zipped up her bag and placed it next to the door leading into the hallway. After doing so, she turned around and walked to the patio.
The sliding doors opened with ease. Hazel was greeted by a gentle breeze and the sound of crickets. This day was truly stressful and she needed the calmness of the park at night. There were only a few stars out tonight, as the sky contained dark stray clouds that drifted through the celestial tapestry. The breeze was soft and the night was cool.
Hazel closed her eyes and put a hand on her forehead. Using her thumb and index finger, she rubbed her temples. Because of all that had happened today, her worries for the herd have only gotten worse. Seeing the fossil in the grove had frightened her on whether she was too late to save them. At the same time, she thought of the encounter as a good thing, because now she had more of a drive to get the dinosaurs to the safety of the present.
Then, her altercation with Diablo had made her fear of the herd not accepting her much worse. The Carnotaurus' foreboding words were ingrained into her mind. Her friends had accepted her after she had told them she was from the future. If she had told them about the meteor, they should still see her as a friend. After all, she's coming back to save them.
"Diablo's wrong…" she muttered. "If the herd trusted me then, then they'll trust me now. And bringing them back here will prove it."
Finally, after thinking on it for a few more moments, Hazel turned around and returned inside. She slid the door to the left and flipped the lock that was positioned just below the handle. The image of the park member disappeared from view as she walked away. When the light died down, all in the park was now dark. All of the animals in the park, including the humans, lay sleeping as they awaited for the dawn of a new day.
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The next day…
After breakfast, both park creator and his assistant immediately went straight for holding pens where the time portal was. Nigel had brought the jeep there that morning and both had spent the last hour or so packing the things into the trunk. The employees milled around the park doing their daily work business. Nigel and Hazel had already told Bob and Suzanne of their departure. Last time, the park creator did not tell them of his assistant's solo adventure, at least until much later. He figured that it would be best if they knew about it rather than worrying the entire time.
Nigel closed the trunk of the jeep as soon as he confirmed that all the supplies needed were in there. Regardless of the time period, the valley was large. There were also a lot of supplies needed for the trip so bringing a vehicle was the best option. Yesterday, during dinner, he and Hazel had discussed the game plan. They decided that they would arrive at the Nesting Grounds exactly 48 hours before the meteor struck. The reason why they had allowed such a time period was because Nigel wanted some time to collect samples of the plant life and, like Hazel, wanted at least a day to spend time with the herd. Nigel also told her that the return location on the time poles had been modified to activate right at the Herd Plains rather than at the holding pens. They would not want at least a hundred or more prehistoric animals stampeding through the park.
Everything they needed was already in the vehicle. There were two tents, a cooler full of food, a large jug of purified water, Nigel's field collecting kit, two lanterns, two bullhorns (just in case there were any predators. Nigel had found from experience during his visit in prehistoric Mongolia that they were effective in driving some carnivores off), and finally, the time poles.
Hazel, who had already finished her preparation tasks, looked at the mountains in the distance in silence. Her emotions were pretty much in a ball. She was excited that she was going to see her friends again, but because of yesterday, she also felt worried and stressed. The girl did not tell Nigel about her argument with Diablo and she did not want to talk about it.
"Well that's everything," Nigel informed her.
"Alright…" Hazel replied blatantly. She turned around and walked back to the jeep. "Let's get going."
"Wait…" he promptly said, stopping her from opening the car door. "There's something I want to do first."
The young woman raised an eyebrow at him. "What's that?"
"Remember last month when we were celebrating your birthday and I told you that your gift wouldn't arrive until much later?"
"Uh…yeah?" she replied.
It was true, her birthday was last month. Everyone at the park took half day off and held a birthday party for her. It was a fun time and she received a number of presents from everyone. Some of them included an updated encyclopedia on prehistoric animals from Suzanne, a pair of fingerless gloves from Bob, and a few new clothes from some of the employees. The only gift she did not receive was the one from Nigel.
"Well it arrived a few days ago. Perfect timing too, because you'll find it useful for our task. I didn't want to give it to you until this moment," he informed her. When he finished, he ran back towards the open door leading into the holding pen and, from the other side of the right wall, retrieved a large package. The length was about four feet, just a little smaller than Hazel, and the width was about two and a half feet. The thickness was about three inches too. There was even a white label that was attached at the top right corner. The box was not that heavy, but the size of it almost made Nigel lose his momentum as he walked.
"There we go," he said as he gently placed on the ground before Hazel.
"Whoa…that's a big present."
Nigel straightened up and let out a breath. "Whoo…so you're not going to believe the story on how I got my hands on this. I have a friend over in London who had a hobby of collecting various movie props. I remembered my last visit to him that he had two pairs of a certain item that were collecting dust in his basement. I didn't really think of them, but after your solo mission, I figured that one of them would make the perfect birthday present for you. So I called him up, asked if they were still there, which they were, and kindly asked if I could have one of them. He sold it at a decent price and it arrived at the nearest town, which I picked up soon afterwards."
"What is it?" Hazel curiously asked.
The man smirked. "You're going to have to open it to find out."
Hazel bent down. She unsheathed her father's dagger and slightly stabbed the package in the middle where the tape lining was. The twenty year old then sliced it in an up and down motion until the lid was no longer bound. She then put her blade away and opened the flaps. There were a number of crumpled newspapers in there, so she had to dig them out. Once she moved enough of them aside, the item that was hidden was beheld before her.
She let out a gasp and quickly brought out the object. The thing bent away from her in half when she brought it up. It was about her height and was brown in color. The material was of a hard leather and was shaped like a rounded hourglass. There was a strap at the very top that was firmly buckled at the other end, which looked like it served as a way for something to put its head through. The ventral portion was soft and felt like velvet against her skin.
Hazel knew what this was. It was used in one of her favorite movies when she was little. It had been years since she had seen it and she used to watch that movie a lot. This moment, her fears about the herd faded as she gazed upon the marvel.
"Wait a sec…isn't this one of the saddles from the movie Dinotopia?" Hazel exclaimed.
Nigel nodded. "Sure is. I remember. You used to like that movie. I figured that since your friend is a Pteranodon and that you enjoyed riding her on your last outing, it would prove useful to you."
"Nigel…" she stammered. "I…I don't know what to say. But…thank you!"
"Happy late birthday!" he greeted with his arms open then relaxed. "I bet you know how to use it correct?"
The girl winked at him. "I've seen the movie so many times. It's like riding a bike…that flies."
After admiring it a little longer, Hazel gently placed it on the back seat of the jeep and then opened one of the doors. She boarded the passenger seat and buckled the seat belt. Nigel soon did the same on the driver's side. Once he did, he put his hand into his right shorts pocket and pressed a button on the remote he put there. The time portal ahead flared to life. The image of the mountains in the distance became blurred by the anomaly before them. The texture of the vortex looked like rippling water and moved slowly in a clockwise motion.
"Are you ready?" Nigel said as he activated the jeep with the turn of a key. He watched her retrieve her communicator from her left shorts pocket and place it into her ear. With the push of a button, the device activated.
"Let's do this," she answered, her happy expression now becoming one of determination.
The vehicle sped forward and disappeared into the time stream. The portal rippled like that of a broken water surface and then became still. As soon as it did, the portal shrunk and vanished. The travelers have departed the hidden animal sanctuary for the world of the dinosaurs.
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The Nesting Grounds…65 million years ago
It was a beautiful day at the Nesting Grounds. The sun was shining, no clouds were out, and the wind blew gently. Birds chirped and flew everywhere from the trees or in the sky. The dinosaurs were everywhere in the valley, enjoying the sun. They were either eating from the grass or the trees, drinking from the lake, sleeping, or the like. This was something that they haven't done for at least a few weeks, for they had just arrived at the Nesting Grounds a few days prior.
"Tag you're it!" a young Parasaurolophus laughed.
The young Iguanodon, who was colored blue and green with a cream underbelly, let out a groan. He rolled his eyes and started ranting at the girl that got away from him. She took her place next to two other individuals, which consisted of a young male pachyrhinosaurus and an adult male Iguanodon, who looked just like the smaller one before him. All of them awaited for the tagged player to come after them.
"Charon, that's the third time in a row!" he complained. "Can't you go after somebody else?"
"Sorry Talin. Out of everyone here, you're the one that's always distracted."
"I was about to get a drink," he grumbled. "All this running has made me thirsty."
"Uh…this is tag," the child pachyrhinosaurus pointed out in an obvious tone. "You're supposed to come after us when you do."
"One second Tirech!" Talin shouted angrily.
The adult sighed and lowered his head until he was at their eye level. "Come on kids, give him a break. He needs it."
"Sorry Aladar…" they both apologized sheepishly.
At that moment, the youngster made his way to the lake shore just a few feet away and lowered his horse-like head. He immediately took large gulps of the water, which felt refreshing to him as it was nice and cool. After a few seconds or so, Talin took in one more gulp then stared at his playgroup nearby. The two children and Aladar laughed hard because he was holding in the water in his mouth, making his cheeks look big.
Talin swallowed it whole and then ran after them. The trio stopped laughing and the chase resumed.
"You think that was funny? You won't be laughing once I tag you!" he playfully threatened.
"That's if you can catch us first!" Charon taunted.
The chase spanned halfway around the lake. They did well to avoid crashing into the adults that were coming to the watering hole or leaving it. They even served as obstacles for Talin, which both prevented him from getting closer to any of his targets and allowed the others to get further away.
"Get back here!" he said after narrowly evading an incoming struthiomimus. The fast runner let out a yelp and jumped in surprise as the youngster quickly went around him.
"Yeah how about…" Aladar laughed but then stopped when something caught his attention. He slowed to a stop and examined the cave entrance. Normally, the entrance would be empty, as no one would really bother to go there after a long trip. But not this time. The familiar form of a certain pterosaur stood unmoving in the middle at the cave edge.
The herd leader slowly walked forward to check on the sky scout. His focus on playing with the children have changed to checking up on one of his friends.
Aladar felt a tap from a hoof on his leg. "Tag, now you're it!"
He did not respond to that and kept walking. Talin's smile disappeared as his own father ignored the action.
"Uh…Dad?" he called. The other two dinosaurs skidded to a halt and watched as their playmate made his way up to the cave.
"Hey, what's going on?" Charon asked Talin.
"Uh…I don't know. Dad, what's up?"
Aladar stopped and looked back at his son and his friends. "Um, you guys continue on without me. I need to handle something."
The three children looked at each other and said nothing. They obeyed Talin's father and ran in the opposite direction, ready to play tag again or another game.
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Flia stared at the darkness of the cave intently. She had been there for the last few minutes and has not moved since then. The Pteranodon had been doing this ever since they arrived. She would get to the cave entrance and stand there for a while before flying off. Her reason had something to do with a certain human being, one she call her friend.
"Hey Flia," someone called behind her.
The crested flying reptile glanced back and saw her superior walk up and then stand next to her. Flia looked down at the ground then back into the cave.
"Hi Aladar," she sadly replied.
"You okay? You've been doing this for the past couple days."
Flia sighed. "No. I'm sorry…I haven't been myself lately."
The Iguanodon looked away and stared into the cave darkness as well. "I know how you feel. I miss her too."
"Aladar," she started. "It's been a whole year. That's too long of a time."
"I know. But you heard what she said," he reminded. "She'll come back."
Flia looked at him worriedly. "What if she doesn't? What if…she's forgotten about us?"
Aladar scoffed in a playful manner. "Wha? Hazel? No, she'd never do that. Hazel's a kind, strong, and loyal friend. I don't know what she's doing, but if there's something I do know about her, it's that she'd never back out on her friends. Like last year, when you both helped me out against Kron and that Carnotaur. I told her to stay behind, as it would be dangerous. But she went against it anyway, all for me and the herd."
The scout thought deeply on that. She remembered that day when they bravely went against the former leader in an effort to convince him and the herd to take the safer route to the Nesting Grounds. Kron did not listen to them, nor did he follow when the herd fought against the Carnotaur. His stubbornness led to his downfall…and eventually his death.
Flia closed her eyes and exhaled. "You're right."
Aladar smiled at that then turned around to walk away from the cave. His head scout did the same and spread her wings, about to take to the sky.
"You should go and get some food. Eating something will help you out."
"Well…" she chuckled. "I guess haven't really eaten anything this morning."
Both were about to leave but were then stopped by a strange sound from behind them. The sound was that of a deep whirring, like a deep roar, but not as loud. Their hearts skipped a beat as a result. The phenomenon continued with an even stranger sound. This one sounded like a dinosaur bellow, but different. There were no footfalls, only a low scratching sound as they would call it.
The dinosaur and flying reptile slowly turned around to investigate. What they saw made their eyes widen like marbles and their mouths slowly open. There, standing next to an odd looking contraption, was a familiar face. The creature was small and would be just below Aladar's chest if she were to stand next to him. Her raven black hair was short and her skin was a supple tan. This being looked different and wore different clothes, but they knew who it was.
The human smiled and put her hands on her hips. "Hey guys! I'm back!"
Hazel had finally returned.
And…Chapter 2 is done! Hazel and Nigel have finally arrived at the Nesting Grounds. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. So I made a few notes about the ages of the dinosaurs and the lemurs in the story. Because we don't exactly know the lifespan of dinosaurs (or prehistoric lemurs) I decided to make up some ideas about it. So below is a few notes regarding the ages. The information I have about the lemurs is from a website about the Verreax's Sifaka. I do not own that information.
Lemurs in movie are based off the Verreaux's Sifaka. Really, they're Smilodictes. Raised in captivity, they can live to up to 18 years old. For this story, the maximum age will be 25.
Average age at sexual maturity (female and male): 2.5 years. For Smilodictes, sexual maturity is about 5 years.
Lemur ages:
Yar - 23 (13 when Aladar was found)
Plio - 16 (6 when she first found Aladar)
Zini - 13 (3 when Aladar was found)
Suri - 3.5 (2 in part 1)
Iguanodons:
Life expectancy is unknown, so for this case, 40 years will be the maximum age.
Aladar was about 10 years old when he became fully grown. Childhood lasts up until age 5, then teenage years are from 5-8, then afterwards is maturity. Sexual maturity will be at age 10 too.
Pteranodons:
Life expectancy is unknown, so for this story, I'm going to say it's 40 or 45.
Flia would be about 15 years of age.
Brachiosaurus:
Life expectancy is unknown. 100 years of age will be maximum.
Baylene would be about 80 or so.
Styracosaurus:
Life expectancy unknown. Would probably be 30 years.
Eema would probably be 27.
Ankylosaurus:
Life expectancy unknown. 60 years or so would be maximum for the story.
Url's about 12 or so.