The Expressive Thief

"I can't believe the government would just make the group without even informing us," said Claire as she crossed her arms.

"Well, I guess they would have thought that we were okay with it given that we're totally for the cause," said Zia.

"Please, the governments should have consulted us and experts around the globe before making a random ass ruling," said Ian.

Ian walked across the table and leaned up against the desk where Franklin was sitting.

"I mean, why give the dinosaurs more protection? They'll be in the safest island we can provide. Why do they need us there?"

"Because they're aware of companies such as BioSyn who might try to get them off for malicious deeds," said Malcolm.

"If they know that InGen and BioSyn are into some deep shit, then why not shut them down?"

"Because they've got connections on the inside," said Lowery.

Ian rolled his eyes. "This isn't some government conspiracy Lowery."

"What? You don't think that InGen or BioSyn has people on the inside? You don't think they have connections? These are two of the top companies that wield genetic power in their hands. Why wouldn't they try to take what they're trying to make from the island?"

Ian shrugged. Not saying anything as he knew that Lowery was right.

"So, what? We just…impress the judges and then get to work after the charter trip?" Owen asked.

Grant nodded his head. "Exactly."

"Wow. I guess this is going to be easier than I thought."

"You don't know that Owen," said Claire, "The judges could be ruthless."

"Well, how about we see when they get here, hm?" Lowery asked.

Everyone nodded their heads.

Then, a thunderous roar echoed throughout the whole lab, making Sattler and Franklin jump a bit. Grant looked in the direction in which the roar came from.

"Y-You have the T-Rex?" he asked.

Claire nodded her head.

"Where is she?"

"She's in the largest cage we have here. She's in the cage next to the giant emergency doors at the end of the lab."

Grant, Sattler and Malcolm followed each other out in pursuit of the cage where Rexy was being held. They quickly found the cage and all three stood in awe.

There she was. The same monster that had attacked them and given them hell over twenty-five years ago. Her forest scales seemed to have darkened with age; her battle scars, the ones from fighting the Big One, showed how much of a fighter she was. Her eyes; the stare, could cut through stone if it could. It still made Alan freeze in place. It still made Ellie tremble in fear. It still made Malcolm believe that life would always find a way. This was the monster that came from the stuff of nightmares. This was the monster that they would admire as kids. It was the monster that they could call a savior. This was Rexy the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"My god," said Grant, "she's still as intimidating as ever."

The forest scaled Queen turned her head to look at the three; narrowing her vision to focus solely on them. Why did they seem so familiar to her? Rexy sniffed the air. They smelled familiar as well. Had she met them before? Had she tried eating them before?

"Can she see us?" Ellie asked.

"No, her vision is based on movement. We're not moving. She only hears us and smells us," Grant replied.

"Actually Doctor Grant," said Ian as he approached the three, "Rexy's vision isn't compromised by movement. She can see you in all your glory. The reason why Rexy, along with the rest of the dinosaurs, can't see if you don't move is because Wu and his other scientist friends added certain insect genes in the sequence gaps. It's widely known that most insects, especially flies, can't see anything unless it moves. It's the reason they land on people who sit or stand still and don't fly away until we move. So, yeah. Rexy can see you. And it looks like she seems to recognize the three of you."

Grant shook his head. "No, that's not possible. Research has been done and it is widely believed that the T-Rex's vision was based on movement."

"Doctor Grant, I really don't mean to get on your bad side. But, it's in the files of the Tyrannosaurus. They put in fly DNA and it gave them the ability to not see unless something moves."

"But, what about the extensive research? It's believed to have movement based vision."

"Doctor grant, you keep saying it yourself. It's 'believed' that the T-Rex's sight is based on movement. Has someone actually interviewed Rexy to see about her vision?"

Grant sighed. "I will look at the files after this."

Ian nodded his head.

Rexy rose to her full height-or what she could in the small cage-and paced towards the iron bars. Sattler and Malcolm moved back while Grant stayed in place. Rexy pressed her snout against the bars; exhaling hot, humid breath onto the paleontologist. Grant blinked and then pressed his hand quickly against the tip of the snout; Rexy simply letting the human touch her. He smiled lightly and then said, "We meet again."

Rexy rumbled. She remembered these three now. From ages ago, after she broke out of her prison and roamed loose on an island where dinosaurs ruled the Earth.

Tim and Claire walked over to the cage, standing next to Sattler. Rexy's vision narrowed on her two human children and she moved over to them. Tim smiled and put his hand past the bars; making the doctors freeze and tell him to retract it. Tim waved them off as Rexy pressed her snout against the human's hand.

"Hey Mama," said Tim as he rubbed the forest colored scales.

Rexy was glad to see her children were okay.

Claire walked up and did the same as Tim; leaving Sattler and Malcolm in awe.

"Still think dinosaurs and man are a bad idea?" Grant asked Malcolm.

"Always. Just because we see one case of a nice dinosaur doesn't mean that the rest of them are that way," replied the chaotician.

"Same goes for humans," added Sattler.

"She sure looks uncomfortable in that cage," said Ian.

"Remember that she was just going to be sold. So the small cage was temporary."

"Anyway, as touching a reunion as this is, we need to start preparing for the first judge. We need to clean up a bit more and make sure all the dinosaurs are healthy and cages are clean. Claire and Owen have to come up with a very, very detailed plan for the trip. Zia and I will ensure that the dinosaurs are healthy. Franklin and Lowery will make sure that the place is safe and in tip top shape."

With that, Ian turned around and began to inspect the dinosaurs along with Zia.

Everyone then dispersed and did the jobs that Ian had told them to do.

-x-x-x-x-x-

It was now two days before the trip and the judge was expected to arrive today. Everyone was simply tidying up before the judge arrived. It was going to be simple, straight, and to the point. Show the judge that the upcoming D.I.N.O was fully capable to keeping the dinosaurs safe and healthy. Everyone was hoping that everything would go smoothly. But, Doctor Malcolm had the skepticism that something would go wrong.

Gideon was sitting in his cage, wondering what in the world was going on. Everyone was moving around and cleaning. He had never seen everyone committed to so much work before. Maybe there was something important going on.

Ian stood in front of Gideon's cage and said, "Hey Gideon. So, I'm pretty sure you're wondering what's going on, hm?"

The Indoraptor slowly nodded his head.

"Well, you see, someone important is coming today and we need to make them happy. If we make them happy, then we get to become an official government group; even though I think it's a stupid idea."

The Indoraptor warbled; making Ian's eyes widen.

"Hey, you do speak! Rather, you haven't really uttered any sound in days. I was starting to get worried that you were a mute dinosaur hybrid."

Gideon rolled his eyes, only making Ian widen his eyes even more.

"Holy crap! You're expressive! You know how to do facial expressions! How the hell did I not notice that before?"

Gideon snorted and then smiled lightly.

"Okay, now I'm starting to think you might be possessed by the dark lord himself."

Gideon shook his head. He was still the same old Indoraptor he was.

"Wow. This is just awesome. You don't have to make any sounds. You could communicate through expressions. Interesting."

Gideon blinked and flicked his tail.

"Well, gotta go and check up on Felix and Silas before the judge gets here. Those two have been having some weird issues recently. Maybe they're getting Cabin Fever. These cages are too damn small for most of the dinosaurs down here."

Ian began to walk away as he continued to speak. Gideon watched as his friend left his sight. The hybrid blinked again. What on Earth was Cabin Fever?

-x-x-x-x-x-

The judge had finally arrived and everyone was sure to be on their best behavior today. Claire and Owen were standing together at the entrance of the elevator. Claire began to bite her nails a bit; Owen looking over and then swatting her hand down.

"Claire, stop biting your nails," he said.

"Sorry. I guess I'm just nervous," she said.

"Don't be. Everything will be fine."

"Last time you said that, we broke up."

Owen blinked. "How could you even say something like that right now?"

"I'm sorry! I'm on edge because of the nerves."

"Well, bring the bitchiness down would you?"

Claire rolled her eyes and then stood straight when she saw the judge walk into the manor. The judge was a man; African-American, striking green eyes; short, faded black hair; toned body. The man seemed like he was in his late thirties to early forties. He had something about his presence that demanded attention and respect. He was also standing alongside a woman with light blonde hair, going down to her shoulders; she had hazel eyes; fair, white skin; and cherry red lips.

"Owen Grady and Claire Dearing?" the man asked in rough, baritone voice.

The duo nodded their heads.

"I am Judge Jeremiah Robinson. I am here to see how capable you are of taking care of the dinosaurs. I am also here to brief you on D.I.N.O. This here is my court reporter, Wynona Jones."

"Your Honor it's a pleasure to meet you," said Claire as she stretched out her hand.

Judge Robinson shook Claire's hand firmly and did the same with Owen. The two led them into the elevator and went down to the laboratory. The doors opened and the judge stepped out slowly; letting all the sounds of the dinosaurs settle in his ears. He was pleased at first sight. Seeing that everything and everyone seemed to be in order.

He would make sure to triple check, though.

The judge was led up to the computer room, where he was then introduced to Lowery and Franklin.

"Your Honor, this here is Lowery Cruthers and Franklin Webb, our tech experts and social media directors," said Claire, "Lowery, Franklin, this here is Judge Robinson."

The two shook the judge's hand.

"I'll learn about the tech later. Right now, I'd like to see the dinosaurs and know about them," said the judge.

Owen and Claire nodded their heads and led the man downstairs to the cages, where Ian and Zia were waiting for them.

"Judge Robinson," said Owen, "this here is Zia Rodriguez, our paleo-veterinarian, and my nephew Ian Grady, our paleontologist slash paleobiologist slash-"

"I'm their dinosaur expert," interrupted Ian as he firmly shook the judge's hand.

Zia shook the judge's hand afterwards and the judge ushered the two forward to show him the dinosaurs.

"Okay your Honor, so, as we go through the dinosaurs here, we'll give you the basic rundown. If you'd like to know more, simply ask."

The judge nodded his head, smiling lightly.

"Well, this here is the Baryonyx. We call him Felix," said Ian.

"Him?" the judge asked.

"Yes. Turns out that some of the dinosaurs are male because their sexes changed due to the frog DNA they had put into their sequence gaps."

"Ah, continue."

"Well, Felix is rather docile. He doesn't do anything violent unless threatened. He's standing at around twelve feet, growing a couple of feet over the past few years. He's also thirty feet long from tip of snout to tail. His diet consists of piscine animals, aka fish; however, should he so choose, he could also eat other animals and humans."

"Interesting. You said he's docile, but how can you tell he's not fooling you into a trap to eat you one day?"

"Well, your Honor, uh, even back when Jurassic World was up and running, Felix and his cousin, Silas, were the most docile dinosaurs on the whole island. Their previous caretaker, Jordan Wells, took care of them since they hatched. Baryonyx were never known to be too violent anyway. I can assure you Judge Robinson, that Felix is totally safe. I'm also very certain Doctor Grant can vouch for that."

Judge Robinson nodded his head as Wynona clicked a button on her recording device. She had a lot of transcribing to do later.

The tour of the dinosaurs went by smoothly, with Ian impressing the judge, and even Claire and Owen, with his knowledge of the dinosaurs. The judge was pleased with how the dinosaurs looked and how they were being treated. The group was doing a fine job. Before taking him back up to the computer room; he asked to see the hybrids, to which Ian happily obliged. They came up to the Indominus' cage and brought the judge up to the iron bars.

"Your Honor, here are the three Indominus Rexes. That over there is Alice; the bigger one over there is Josiah; and the little guy snuggled up to Josiah is Dom," said Ian as he pointed to each one he named.

"Impressive. They look magnificent," said the judge.

"Right well. Indominus Rex are the first ever dinosaur hybrids. Their base genomes are that of a Tyrannosaurus and a Velociraptor. They have various other animals mixed in there, which I cannot list by memory, however I can show you their files to give you the full listing of genes."

"Okay."

"Now, from all the research that was done over a three year period, Indominus are hyper intelligent animals. They are one of the smartest creatures on the planet. Given their genetic mix, they have a full array of abilities to help them in certain situations. They can ambush prey or enemies with camouflaging; evade heat seeking technology and enemies by lowering their body temperature; Indominus are also capable of understanding humans speech and even learning how to communicate with it through spelling words. All that research is upstairs in the computer room. I gathered all the evidence and will fully disclose it to you once this is over."

"Excellent. Now, where's the other hybrid?"

"Right this way, your Honor."

The judge was led to Gideon's cage and the man was surprised by how impressive the Indoraptor looked.

"Wow," he said.

"Right? Well, this here is Gideon the Indoraptor," said Ian.

"Gideon? As in the biblical name for 'Destroyer?'"

Ian nodded his head. "Since Gideon was created to be a weapon of destruction, I thought of giving him a name that suited him."

"Interesting. Proceed."

"Right. Uh, the Indoraptor is a cross between the Indominus Rex and Velociraptor. His genes come from Alice and one of Owen's raptors. We ran tests, and it weirdly wasn't Blue, Owen's well-trained Velociraptor. Anyway, he's even more intelligent than Alice, making him the smartest creature on the planet."

Robinson arched an eyebrow. "Even smarter than humans?"

Ian shrugged as he slightly tilted his head from side to side. "Well, I mean, the only thing holding him truly back is speech. But, he understands human speech and is able to communicate through expressions. However, Gideon is smarter when it comes to situations of combat and escape."

"So, what about his biology?"

"Aside from the genes, Gideon is technically at his full height and length, which is ten feet and twenty-three feet. As you can also see, his head bears a resemblance to the T-Rex; his body is that of a Indominus; his feet holding closer appearance to the Velociraptor. He has amber eyes, with red sprinkled around the iris."

"And his abilities? Being a hybrid I assume he has abilities like no other."

"Of course. Gideon was created to be a weapon, as mentioned before. He automatically responds to laser sight and acoustic signals. He can actually listen to human command. He has night vision as well."

"Wow, he was intended to be a weapon."

Ian nodded his head. "Any other questions, Your Honor?"

"How was it stopped?" he asked.

Ian looked at Owen. "By my uncle."

Robinson looked at Owen. "Really?"

Owen slowly nodded his head. "Uh, yes, Your Honor. We concluded that Gideon didn't truly want to be a weapon. He simply wanted a family, of sorts."

Robinson nodded his head with a slightly arched eyebrow. "Interesting."

"Anything else, Your Honor?" Claire asked.

The judge shook his head. "No. I'd like you all to regroup in the computer lab. If I may, could I get those files to go? I see and believe that you are all doing a good job of keeping the dinosaurs safe and healthy. I believe you will do the same in the Sanctuary."

Everyone nodded their heads and went up to the computer room, where Ian told Lowery to copy the dinosaur files on a USB. After a few minutes and everyone regrouped, the judge sat down.

"As you all know, the government has created a new government group to strictly protect the dinosaurs in every way," he said.

"Wait, I'm sorry Your Honor," interrupted Lowery, "'Every way?'"

"What are you eluding to Mister Cruthers?"

"Having them…reproduce? Or clone more of them, I mean."

"Oh, no. We are making dinosaur cloning illegal now. Genetic power will be stopped and no longer used in any way or form. Not for combat; nor entertainment. Moving on, D.I.N.O's purpose is to keep them safe on the island and make sure that nobody else tries to take dinosaurs off the island."

"You want us to be some kind of military faction?" Owen asked.

"No. You will simply care for them and research them for paleontological purposes. Costa Rica and the United States will be providing military support. From what I understood Miss Dearing contracted Masrani Global as a private military for the island."

Claire nodded his head. "That's correct."

"You will have to send reports of the dinosaurs' conditions and statuses monthly."

"What are we to do if, let's say, and outbreak were to happen on the island?" Franklin asked.

"That's what the military's there for. They have full authorization to used lethal force if needed."

"Our goal isn't to kill the dinosaurs," said Zia.

"If they try to then it will be."

"But, why not give them tranquilizers?"

"They will be provided with them to use first. If it doesn't work, then they'll have to use bullets."

"What about the dinosaurs on Sorna? And the ones that were moved to one of the other islands?" James asked.

"They will be immediately moved once the charter is complete."

James sighed in relief. He needed to see his boys again.

"Right well, Miss Dearing, if you'll follow me. I have some documents for you to sign before I leave. Ian, hand Wynona the files, please. Everyone, good work. I'll be sure to keep you all in my prayers as you take on the most dangerous jobs in the world."

That didn't help much. The judge's final sentence only hit everyone like a smack to the face. They were taking on the most dangerous jobs in the world. They were going to be taking care of dinosaurs; all with the danger and risk of an outbreak.

Again, it was a horrible idea…

A/N: Turtles! Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter! The story's just getting started! Hope you're all excited for what's to come! Stay tuned and please leave reviews! They're the fuel for this story!

'Til Next Time!-TM341