Chapter 3: The Indominus Rex
Now, like all other parks, Jurassic World was monitored by a big room with a bunch of people in it. They monitored the people, the dinosaurs, and the whole island! "It's those two juvenile triceratops, they're going at it again." a man on the radio said, "Should I tranq them, or are you coming over to take care of this?" he asked. "Go ahead and tranq them," the second man said. Rouge arrived in the control room, a styrofoam coffee cup in her hands, she came to check on the main control to see how everyone was doing. She was now between a female pink hedgehog with three bangs protruding from her head, jade green eyes, and she had a headset on in case she needed to radio someone in. The other was a male silver-gray hedgehog with amber yellow eyes, hair in the shape of a giant hash leaf on his forehead, and his workspace was unlike anyone else's in the room. It had dinosaur figurines around it and it also had papers strewn around it.
"What's the live count?" Rouge asked the pink hedgehog. "22, 216." she answered. The hedgehog's name was Amy Rose. (A/N: Original Character: Vivian.) And the silver hedgehog's name was-ironically enough-Silver the Hedgehog. (A/N: Original Character: Lowery.) "Any incidents?" Rouge continued to ask. "Yes," Silver answered, "We got six kids in the Lost and Found, 28 down with heatstroke-" Rouge cut him off when she noticed his shirt. It had the park's logo on it, but below it said "Jurassic Park". "Where did you get that?" the ivory bat asked. "Oh, this?" Silver asked, gesturing to his shirt, "I got in on eBay. I got it for $150, but the mint condition one goes for $300-" Rogue rolled her eyes and cut him off yet again. "Didn't it occur to you that it's in poor taste?" she asked, irritated. "The shirt? Yeah, no, it did." Silver replied, "I understand, people died, it was terrible, but… That first park was legit; I have a lot of respect for it." Rouge just continued to roll her eyes at these replies. "They didn't need these genetic hybrids, they just needed dinosaurs, real dinosaurs. That's kind of enough." Rouge interrupted him in between, "Okay, just don't wear it again." Silver turned his head and looked down in shame. "Yeah, wasn't gonna." he mumbled. Amy looked up at Rouge. "Did you close the deal?" the pink hedgehog girl inquired. "Looks like it," the busty bat answered, "Verizon Wireless presents the Indominus Rex." Silver groaned and hung his head. "Ugh, that is terrible." Rouge looked at him. "Why not just go the distance, Rouge, and let these corporations name the dinosaurs?" he suggested in a sarcastic tone, "I mean, they've got all the ballparks. Why stop there?" Rouge ignored him when she noticed something on the bug monitor screen they used to see what was going on. "Why are the west plains closed?" she asked in a serious manner. "Another Pachy roaming outside his zone," Amy explained, "But, he's fully sedated and ready for relocation." Silver was still on the whole, "let them name the dinosaurs" shtick. "Pepsi-saurus, Tostito-don."
"Security said the invisible fences were a no-fail." Rouge said, tired, "That is the second time this month." she added, pointing to the screen. On the screen, a group of people were kneeling beside a sedated dinosaur and getting it ready for relocation. "Well, the Pachys short out their implants when they butt heads." Amy said. "Well, how much longer until they get it out of there?" Rouge asked. "He... just got five milligrams of carfentanil." Amy said, seeming to be a little sentimental looking. "Yes," Silver added in, "he's very stoned. So, why don't we try and show even a little sympathy?" This remark made Rouge turn her head to the silver hedgehog. "I mean, you do understand these are actual animals, right?" he asked, his amber eyes burning for feeling from her. Rouge didn't reply for a while. Then she finally said,
"Clean up your workspace, it's chaotic."
Silver sighed on the fact that she just changed the subject. "I like to this of it as a living system," Silver said, "Just enough stability to keep it from collapsing into anarchy." he reached over and straightened one of the Brontosaurus figurines. Rouge noticed what would happen when he brought his arm back in, so she pushed a small garbage can by his chair with her foot. Sure enough, when Silver brought his arm back in, his cup of soda fell in it instead of on the floor. Silver reached into it and pulled it back up to his desk. Rouge then left.
In the air, a blue helicopter was circling around the park before landing on a hexagonal landing spot with an 'H' on it. Rouge was on the platform, and she walked up to the helicopter and got in it. She saw the pilot was a brown and light yellow coyote with blonde hair and blue eyes. Both he and the co-pilot were wearing headsets. "Rouge," he greeted her in a French accent, taking his sunglasses off. "Mr. D'Coolette," she said in surprise, "You're flying." she put her seatbelt on. (A/N: Original Character: Simon Masrani.) "I got my license." he replied. The co-pilot shook his head and said, "Two more." Antoine nodded. "Two more days," he corrected himself. Rouge looked at him, nervous and unsure. "Okay," was all she could manage.
"So, how's my park doing?" Antoine asked Rouge. "Great," she replied, "We're up about 2.5 percent last year. A bit lower than our initial projection." Antoine cut her off in the middle. "No, no, no, how is it doing?" he corrected, "Are the guests having fun? Are the animals enjoying life?" Rouge's mouth and eyes widened in understanding as she reached down for the headphones. A helicopter is loud, so, you have to make sure you use extra precautions. Everyone knows that! "Well, guest satisfaction is in the low 90s." Rouge continued, "We don't have a way to measure the animal's' emotional experience." He cut her off again. "Sure you do; you can see it in their eyes." he pointed to his piercing blue ones. "Right?" he asked. "Right." Rouge replied with a chuckle, even though she didn't really agree. "Okay, now show me my new dinosaur." Antoine requested. Rouge nodded and put the headset on. Suddenly, the chopper started rising in the air shakily, and this made Rouge hold on for dear life. "Got it," Antoine said over and over, to assure her that it was okay.
As they continued to fly over the park, Rouge was hyperventilating and holding onto her seat. Antoine looked back and chuckled at her. "You look tense, Rouge." the orange coyote said. Rouge sighed and gathered herself back up. "Maybe you should just, uh, focus on the controls." she stuttered in a nervous tone. "The key to a successful life is to accept the fact that you're never really in control." Antoine preached. "BIRD!" Rouge exclaimed, making the copter swerve a little. The seagull was luckily not hurt. And fortunately, neither were the passengers of the chopper.
"You should spend a day at the beach, get some sun." Antoine suggested, noticing her tense behavior. "Uh, right, so," she stuttered, not really caring, "Marketing thought that we could offset some of the costs by-" Antoine cut her off. "Oh, enough about cost," he waved his hand, "John Hammond entrusted me with his last dying wish, and not once did he mentions profits. "Spare no expense," he used to say." (A/N: John Hammond was the original maker of Jurassic Park, if I'm not mistaken.) Rouge closed her eyes and shook her head. "I respect that," she admitted, "but the reality of operating a theme park requires-" He cut her off again. "Need I remind you why we built this place?" he asked, "Jurassic World exists to remind us how very small we are; how new. You can't put a price on that." Rouge didn't reply. "Now, please, we are flying." Antoine reached down and pulled up his sunglasses. "Breathe." he put them on and accelerated. This scared Rouge into gasping and then not speaking.
They got to the paddock, which construction workers were working on and around. Antoine landed the helicopter, and Rouge shakily got out, a clipboard in hand. Antoine got out too, walking ahead. Then, Rouge noticed a worker kneeling beside another around a bush. "Is he okay? ARe you okay?" she asked. "Oh, he's just being dramatic." Antoine shrugged, looking at the large paddock. "Why are you still building?" he inquired, noticing the workers. "Well," Rouge explained, catching up to him, "we planned to open in May, but Asset Containment insisted we build the wall up higher. It's bigger than expected." she led the coyote to the paddock. Antoine stopped for a second and gazed at it. "It's a good sign." he said.
Rouge and Antoine came in through the door, where people could see into the exhibit, there was even a control panel and windows to see into it. There were no people in there, though. "We hit a few speed bumps in the middle." Rouge said, leading him to the viewing window, "It began to anticipate where the food would come from. One of the handlers nearly lost an arm. The others threatened to quit if I couldn't guarantee their safety." Rouge went over to the control panel and started typing on it. "So she's intelligent?" Antoine inquired. "For a dinosaur," Rouge nodded, keeping her focus on the control panel. "And that?" Antoine asked, noticing something. Rouge looked where he was looking and saw a few cracks in one corner of the viewing window. She took in a breath and said,
"It tried to break the glass."
Antoine was silent for a moment, but then said, "I like her spirit." and turned his head back to the window.
Suddenly, the leaves and trees rustled, there was an audible growl heard. Antoine saw movement and something causing it. It appeared to be white, or gray, or something else possibly. He continued to watch it get up and walk around. Although most of the beast was covered, he could see some parts of it. For some odd reason, he got chills up his spine, the good and bad kind. However, he ignored the bad one and let the good chills take him over. "It's white," he whispered to Rouge, "You never told me it was white." Rouge turned to him. "Do you think it'll scare the kids?" she asked, looking at the dinosaur. "Kids? This will give their parents nightmares." Rouge looked at him. "Is that… good?" she asked. Antoine kept his eyesight on the dinosaur. "It's fantastic." he replied.
The Indominus eyed them through the glass with her menacing yellow-orange eye. Then it blinked it from the left. (A/N: Why does that part always gross me out in the movie?) "Can she see us?" Antoine asked. "They say it can sense thermal radiation, like snakes." Rouge replied. "I thought there were two of them?" Antoine wondered. "There was a sibling, in case this one didn't survive infancy." Rouge explained. "Where's the sibling?" Antoine inquired. Rouge paused for a second. Then she said,
"She ate it."
Antoine's eyes shrunk for a moment, but then Rouge smiled awkwardly and sighed. The Indominus walked away, keeping her eye on them. "So, the paddock is quite safe, then?" Antoine asked Rouge. "We have the best structural engineers in the world." the busty bat replied, walking to the other control panel. "Yeah, so did Hammond." Antoine pointed out. Rouge didn't reply, she just continued to operate the control panel.
"There's an American Navy hedgehog here." Antoine said, "Part of a research program one of my companies is running. Shadow the Hedgehog." Rouge sighed and tried to keep her composure, as if the name triggered something. "I know who he is." she sighed. "His animals often try to escape." Antoine continued, "They are smart, he has to be smarter." Rouge shuffled in his spot a little. "He only thinks he's smarter." she replied. "I want you to bring him in, have him inspect the paddock." Antoine said, approaching Rouge.
"Maybe he sees something we can't."
Done! I know it's been a while, but I'm back!
Shadow: Alright, now I'm gonna get into the story!
Yup!
R&R!