James was walking down the long dirt road with his head hung low. He was ignoring the sounds of the world around him. He didn't even notice the thunder from the nearby storm, he didn't even realize that he was walking a bit off the road as well. He was too broken and shattered to nothing to even care a little bit.

The images of all his fellow Marines dieing before him. All their screams, all of their pain, all of their gruesome deaths passed before his eyes. It wouldn't stop, it wouldn't no matter how much he tried to push them away they still lingered, haunting his very being.

He didn't know how long he could take it anymore, he just didn't know how long. He felt like he was going to snap now!

-Hours later-

James was close to the Mountain, not even eight miles from it but he was off the road completely. He didn't even knew he strayed away from it. His mind was so clouded he didn't even know any sense of direction. Hell, he couldn't even recall any recent events in his mind almost.

It was pouring of rain once again, lightening occasionally broke the sky and clouds.

He wasn't using any Night Vision to see, he just walked in the darkness with only his eyes and the light of the lightening to show him the area.

The voices of his fallen comrades kept lingering, they would not pass. He came upon this clearing, he dropped to his knees in the mud. He let out a antagonizing painful scream that went for miles. He grabbed his head and had his head hung low, he couldn't cry. There was nothing left to let out but it was still getting worse. 'Is this Island Hell?' he said to himself 'If it is...' he paused "PLEASE GOD LET IT END!" He screamed.

He was losing it, no matter how much he fought. He was on the verge of calling it quits.

Then something flashed before his eyes, it was something he didn't want to see. It was from many years ago, back in Afghanistan. Anger swelled up within him and it combined with the sadness. It turned into a lethal cocktail that was gaining pressure like a Volcano, and it was getting closer to go up.

A growl was heard, this growl was primal and somewhat deep. He heard rattling like a rattle of an angry Diamond Back. He looked forward slowly, he saw the outlines of something slowly moving towards him. He slowly reached in the back, pulled out a flare, and ignited it. The bright red light lit up the entire area to reveal what was before him. Six of the same old creatures they have fought before, Damian said they were Dilophosaurus, but the main three were larger then these three of five foot tall ones. These were ten feet tall and twenty feet long almost.

He just put his head low while tossing the flare aside, his mind was blank and now gone. Yet, something started to burn within him, it revolved around on all the memories of his fallen comrades.

It was building up, the world stopped around him, the words of pain turned into words of sadness...asking him to continue and fight.

-Raptor-

She was watching the human just sitting there as the Frill Heads came upon him. They were hesitant due to the fact they sensed no fear from their prey, not even the will to run.

She knew she had to act, and so she did.

She rushed as fast as she could at the closest group of Frill Heads. They didn't see her come from the nearby foliage, she used her razor sharp claws to slice one of throats down to the bone completely cutting the jugulars, she used her powerful jaws on the other unsuspecting one. Her jaws clamped down hard on its neck, and not even a second later she snapped it's neck and let it's body fall limp to the ground.

One of the big ones saw her and charged her, she was lucky to dodge the attack and take off at lightening speeds. It and two smaller ones were right on her tail as well.

-James-

He heard a commotion, he glanced up to see that very same Raptor come. It had just killed two of the small ones and took with a big one and two small ones after her. Why was she helping?

Then the one big Dilophosaurus took off into the jungle with the last two smaller ones leaving the last big one. He saw it start to approach him with the intent to kill.

He just merely closed his eyes and let it come.


'Author Note- I cut the chapter into 2 parts, might make it 3. I'm just not feeling well. I'm hoping everyone will like the next two chapters.'
PS- If you think Chapter 7a-b or c is the end...Nope!