Several weeks had gone by since my arrival on the island and I've had a lot of experiences so far. First off, Beth taught me that if I heard a Pteranodon screech from the skies, my best bet was to scramble for cover in case it dove down. Two, one of my expeditions into the jungle led me right to the ruins of Jurassic Park's old Visitor Center, which was more beat down than the rest of Jurassic World. It looked like it was becoming a part of the landscape itself.
But none of them were more "interesting" than this. One day, we were low on food, so Beth had to resort to scavenging meat from an already dead Apatosaurus. Needless to say, that wasn't one of my best times.
On another topic, our search for transportation had crashed to a halt. We found no boats, no helicopters, nothing that could get us off Isla Nublar. So, we had no choice but to hold out and survive until somebody came. Although… I never told Beth this… but I didn't think anybody's coming.
Today, the two of us were venturing through another jungle, what was formerly part of a river ride called the "Cretaceous Cruise". While I had a machete borrowed from the ship, Beth had a makeshift bow and arrow. I had to hack away any vegetation while she had to find us a meal.
"Stop." She whispered, holding up a fist. I peered closer to what she had found. In the distance, a lone Parasaurolophus was taking a drink from the river. After motioning for me to stay quiet, Beth drew an arrow, nocked it and aimed for the dinosaur's lung, hoping for a quick death.
Everything seemed to slow as she drew back on the bowstring. Even I felt the tension. Suddenly, a sound resembling a cracking twig erupted from the jungle, causing the hadrosaur to turn its head and immediately flee. "Dammit." Beth hissed, lowering her bow. "Come on. We're going after…"
Before she could finish, another dinosaur burst into the clearing. This one I recognized. A Velociraptor, like the one on the camera feed. It had amber-like eyes and a blue stripe running down each side of its body. It sniffed the air before lowering its head to the ground, making some kind of chittering noise. It was also hunting our quarry.
Quietly, the two of us started to back away before the raptor jerked its head in our direction. We froze, wondering if it had spotted us. After chittering again, it crouched down and hissed, both foot sickles raised. "Go. Go!" I whispered, grabbing Beth's arm and dragging her. Just as I did, the raptor shrieked and took a running start before leaping…
…to our left.
Ferns rustled and another dinosaur roared and moaned in pain as the hunter tackled and struggled with its prey before bringing it to the ground. Beth and I stayed quiet before we slowly peeked through the foliage.
The raptor wasn't going for us, but for a baby Triceratops that had wandered too far from its herd. The raptor had pounced on it and bit down on the neck and was now munching on its torso. Slowly, I breathed a sigh of relief. "Come on." I gestured to Beth. "Let's move before it picks up our scent." She nodded. "Right behind you."
Just before we left, I managed to get some good information about the Velociraptor while it paused from its meal and gave out another low screech. During this, a thought came to my mind. Back in the control room, I discovered that Owen had trained a pack of four raptors, each with their own name: Blue, Echo, Charlie and Delta. Was this raptor one of them?
(A/N: I was thinking whether or not I would have Noah and Beth run into Blue or not. It seemed appropriate at the time.
P.S: Sorry for all you Triceratops/ dino baby fans. But what other small dinosaur (other than a Compy) can a raptor kill alone?)