Jurassic Park: Rewritten, Ch. 3

Alice:

"Mr. Hammond, this is not a museum." I said incredulously. "It's more of a- a-"

"A park?"

"Yes!"

Hammond smiled, "And justly so. This will be a sort of preserve of what was lost years ago." We were all sitting at a table in a darkened room, eating lunch. Multiple projectors flashed images of different areas in the park and its creatures on the walls behind us. Dr. Malcolm just stared solemnly down at the fish in front of him.

"Wow, uh- the inhumanity you and your scientists are displaying is really- really shocking." He murmured absently. We had ridden a little indoor tour that had passed through the labs and shown us the process by which the dinosaurs were created and we had spoken with the scientists. John frowned at him.

"But we've done so much to create this project, Dr. Malcolm. We've broken barriers, crossed theories-"

"And that's why you're wrong." Ian interrupted, "You were so excited to try your little science project that you didn't stop and think about the risks. You stole information from previous geniuses and twisted it to your own plans; and well, there it is." He interlaced his fingers and sat back in his chair, finished. Hammond shook his head sadly.

"What if I genetically created a group of animals that were going extinct now? Like-"

"Polar bears," Gennaro piped up. John shot him a look.

"Yes, alright, polar bears. If I created a herd- er- pack of polar bears you would have no argument." Malcolm shook his head and leaned forward again.

"First, polar bears are solitary animals, second, dinosaurs were naturally killed, not like with global warming or other man made causes." Hammond stared openmouthed, and then he turned to us imploringly. Ellie and I shook our heads, but Alan spoke up.

"Dinosaurs and men have been separated by sixty-four million years and now they're just being tossed together again. I don't think it's smart to create monsters that have no idea where they are, who they're with, and very well might eat the hand that feeds them."

"That's bite the hand,"

"No, they'll eat it." Hammond rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"I bring all of you here to support the park, and the only person doing so is the greedy lawyer!" Gennaro indignantly moved to speak but John raised a hand. "Maybe if you all see some of the fruits of our labor, you'll feel more inclined to endorse us."

I frowned.

Ian snorted.

Two large Jeeps pulled to a halt in front of the visitor's center. They were the same colors as the ones that had brought us into the park, but they were unmanned.

"Electric," Hammond explained, "We spared no expense." I was about to climb into the first car when excited squeals punctured my ears.

"Grandpa!" Two children sprinted out of the building only to tumble into Hammond's arms and hug him excessively. I smiled, but noticed Alan edging away from them. John looked up and smiled.

"See? Children will love our attractions! Alexis and Timothy-"

"Lex and Tim, Grandpa!"

"Lex and Tim will be staying on the island this weekend to be the first children to experience Jurassic Park."

I nodded and climbed into the second car. Gennaro sat in the first one, and Ellie joined me. We watched the little boy, Tim follow Grant around and between the two cars, talking constantly. Alexis climbed into our Jeep but a quick whisper from Ellie sent her off to Alan's side as soon as he shook off her brother. He cast us a dirty glance through the windshield, knowing we had put her up to it. Eventually, the siblings sat in the first car with Gennaro, and Grant hopped in the hind one with us. At the last moment, Malcolm jumped in with a smug smile just as the cars started moving. He winked at me and I turned and stared out the window, hoping my face wasn't too red.

The Jeeps drove carefully on an electric cable beneath them. We could hear Hammond giving us useless information about the fences and the expenses and whatnot, as well as the chatter from the first car over the connecting intercoms. Us four scientists talked quietly in our own car.

"So, what do you do?" Alan asked me. I shrugged haphazardly.

"I'm a chemeotologist, but I call myself a paleontologist. I examine fossils after they're dug up and ship them out."

"A fake paleontologist." I heard Malcolm mutter. I threw him an evil glare that he didn't see and resumed the conversation.

"I noticed how well you did with those two kids, Dr. Grant." I joked. Ellie smiled as he grimaced.

"Just Alan is fine," He said. I laughed as Ellie answered for him.

"He doesn't like kids. In the Badlands out in Montana, he scared the dickens out of this one kid who insulted Alan's precious raptors."

"Hey, they're not six-foot turkeys- that was disrespectful and I enjoyed teaching him."

Ellie smiled again. "He just enjoyed scaring him with a raptor claw he dug up a few years ago and always keeps with him. Show her, Alan." He ignored her and leaned closer to me.

"Can you believe she wants one of those runny nosed animals?" He whispered, I laughed uncontrollably until a shiny black claw was thrust in my face. It was about five inches long, and wicked sharp, even in its preserved state. I marveled at it until Grant pocketed it and turned to Malcolm.

"What about you, Ian? You got any kids?" I was shocked to see him in the middle of taking a swig from a flask. He finished quickly and answered.

"Oh hell yeah, I've got three; they're the little suns of my life." I rolled my eyes exasperatedly at his words.

"Are you married, Ian?" Ellie's question surprised all of us.

Except Malcolm.

"Sometimes," He said casually, raising his flask for another drink; but he saw me glaring at him and apparently thought better of it.

We passed the Dilophosaurus pen, only to be disappointed. When we stopped at the Tyrannosaurus paddock, however, there was an awful lot of scrambling between Alan, Ellie, and I to see the beast.

"Hold on, we're going to feed it." Hammond chimed over the radio.

Alan shook his head. "You don't feed the king of the dinosaurs. It's meant to hunt." A small cage was raised with a billy goat tethered to a post. We sat back and waited patiently.

Nothing.

Eventually the tour moved on, much to our disappointment. I saw dark clouds gathering behind us and shuddered; I had never liked storms. Ellie looked around constantly, trying to see if there were any other dinosaurs out and about, while Ian taunted Hammond through the intercom constantly. Alan stared out the window sullenly, until I saw him sit up straight and press his face to the Plexiglas.

"Ellie, look!" He pointed to a field to our right, which was completely empty. A moment later he kicked the door open and bolted from the Jeep. Ellie followed after him, calling his name.

"Where do they think they're going?" I wondered. Malcolm shrugged and answered my rhetorical question with more nonsense.

"A perfect example of Chaos theory; nobody would have known they would jump out of a moving car." I rolled my eyes and hopped out of the car. Before I slammed the door shut I heard Ian say,

"And now I'm talking to myself."

A.N.- Meh, that's that for now. I'm so tired! I start 8th Grade on Monday and I am so siked! Please check out my other FanFics- they'll be worth it! In the next chapter I'm going to start using different POVs, so stay tuned! R&R