A/N: Christmas is just around the corner, and I've granted all of you a special Christmas present! Chapter 11! We're starting to dive into the good stuff now!
Her eyes fluttered open to the smell of metal, odd lap equipment, Zia, and countless other humans.
Blue lifted her head wearily, blinking, struggling to get her vision to focus.
She was in some sort of large, cold, metal cage. The blue-tinted lights made everything look unwelcoming and too much like the veterinarian office back in Jurassic World. She didn't like it.
"Hey, buddy, I set her loose because doesn't deserve to be locked in a cage," Zia snorted next to her.
Blue looked over towards the female human to see her chained to a bar of the cage by a handcuff around her wrist.
"That animal is a behavioral specimen who must be contained!" Mr. Wu argued. His jaw was clenched tightly in fury, as he stared down the paleo-veterinarian.
Blue rose to her feet, nostrils flaring. She didn't like the angry look the man gave her. She slammed her body into the bars of her cage, roaring and shrieking.
Mr. Wu jumped back out of surprise when he saw his creation lash out at him.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an auction to attend." The man glared at the Velociraptor. "I expect blood samples from that raptor when I get back."
Zia rolled her eyes. She looked at Blue and became increasingly unnerved when she saw the angry glare on the dinosaur's face.
Franklin, disguised as a geneticist, looked over at them. He flinched when Blue looked to him and bobbed her head.
She was apologizing. Apologizing for scaring him. She was smart enough to know what an apology was.
"You," Mr. Wu walked towards him, "I need you to feed the raptor while I'm gone."
"You..you want me to..?" Franklin's eyes bugged.
"Yes! Give her two pounds of meat from the freezer! I don't want her to starve! Her health is my top priority, and I cannot afford to have her weakened!"
Franklin blinked, unable to have a chance to talk, before Mr. Wu stormed off.
Blue chirped, bouncing on her toes in excitement when she heard that she was being fed. Her stomach rumbled noisily. She hadn't eaten anything all day, so this was very exciting for her.
Even if she was being fed by a human.
The Velociraptor watched as Franklin pulled the meat out from a freezer.
The IT technician cringed. "This is so gross…." He groaned.
Zia watched him, somewhat amused.
Blue paced around inside her cramped cage, death talons flexing. She paused to look at her wound, sniffing it. The gauze was changed out when she was asleep, so she was unable to see how her wound was healing.
The dinosaur looked around, expecting to see the shadowy creature with those bright, amber/red eyes she had encountered before she had fallen unconscious.
He seemed very big, very muscular, and very cramped inside such a small cage. She felt bad for him. Just like her, he didn't deserve to be in a cage.
Splat!
Splat!
The animal trilled, whirling around when she heard the wet splat! of her meal hitting the floor of her cage. Almost immediately after the meat hit her cage floor, she pounced, digging her teeth and claws into the chilly food.
She drew her head back, warbling. She wasn't used to meat being cold. Warm, yes, cold...not so much.
Snorting, she dug her teeth back into the meat, unable to care less about how cold it was. She was starving.
Zia watched the happy animal before looking around the laboratory they were inside. It was tinted blue, which made Blue's coloration look very pretty under it.
Blue suddenly lifted her head when she heard the male she encountered before roar loudly. Her head tilted. Was he calling out to her? She didn't understand why he was hiding, alone, in a paddock that could barely fit them both.
The other dinosaurs bellowed or roared from below her, as the Velociraptor began to pace in her cage, lips twitching. She didn't like the cramped environment she was confined in.
After being free for so long, Blue grew claustrophobic. She didn't like the tight space the cage provided her with. Maybe this was how that male felt when she first saw him?
She snorted, reaching a hind leg up to scratch at at itch on her neck. She didn't understand why she kept thinking about him. He was just another dinosaur, probably taken off the island like her.
But how come she hadn't seen him before? She could recognize all the dinosaurs in the cages below her, but how come she couldn't recognize him?
She looked back at her injury and sniffed it. The gauze was changed out once again, but the dull throbbing never ceased. Especially when she paced around in her prison.
The dinosaur wasn't interested in all the work the geneticists had been doing around her, as she had no need to learn useless human stuff such as genetic science, or the recreation of dinosaurs.
She looked towards an irritated Zia and hissed.
The young woman glanced at her and huffed. "You and me both…"
Feeling ignored, Blue started to pace back in her cage, death talons clicking against the metal.
~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to this extraordinary evening," Gunnar Eversol spoke into a microphone positioned on a pallepalt.
Mills and Mr. Wu sat nearby, staring out at the audience of incredibly rich buyers.
They were illegally auctioning off the dinosaurs of Isla Nublar.
"Let's dive right in,"-he signalled some mercenaries to open two, large, sliding doors-"with Lot Number One."
A large cage was wheeled out, a confused and scared Ankylosaurus inside.
"The Ankylosaurus. This is a herbivorous quadruped animal from the Late Cretaceous," Eversol explained. "This is one of the largest armored dinosaurs, known by paleontologists as a 'living tank'".
The herbivore bellowed, tail swishing very slightly, as it looked out at all of the different people staring at it.
"I have $4 million dollars." Eversol looked out into the audience of buyers to see someone raise a piece of paper with a number on it.
He gave the buyer a slight nod. "Anyone with five? Five million, five million. Do I hear six?"
Mills watched the anxious herbivore before looking out into the audience. Several arms were raised to bid on the massive creature.
"Six million. Thank you. Any increase on six?" Eversol looked out again at the audience. "Seven. Seven million. Eight million. Nine million on the phone. Do I hear ten million?"
From the audience, a man raised his hand. "Ten!"
Mills smirked at the dinosaur inside the cage, who bellowed again, stomping its foot.
"Ten million. Once, twice…" Eversol slammed a gravel on the pallepalt. "Sold! To the gentleman from Indonesia. Congratulations."
As the Ankylosaurus' cage was wheeled back, the numbers on the screens on either side of the room, and Mills' tablet skyrocketed.
"Lot number two, ladies and gentlemen. The juvenile Allosaurus," the auctioneer introduced.
A cage holding the slate grey, pale yellow, and red animal was wheeled out to the buyers.
It roared angrily at Eversol, who flinched back with a smile.
"A fierce and aggressive predator," he commented, as the animal thrashed against its cage. It roared loudly, flexing its paws against its chest.
"Late Jurassic. Known by paleontologists as a 'different lizard' for its unique concave vertebrae," Eversol explained.
"Eleven million!" An Austrian woman shouted from the audience.
Eversol nodded to her.
More and more auction members began raising their hands to bid on the magnificent animal.
"Do I hear fourteen million? Fourteen! Thank you," Eversol nodded to another person. "And fifteen? Fifteen million?"
The Allosaurus roared loudly in fear and anger. It slammed against the cage again, looking around at the humans with enraged gold eyes.
"Sold! For fourteen million to the gentlemen from the state of Texas. Congratulations." Eversol slammed the gavel down again.
The audience clapped relentlessly, as the Allosaurus was once again wheeled away.
"Lot number three, ladies and gentlemen." The auctioneer looked to the opening doors to see a cage containing a rather large, buck, Pachycephalosaurus. "The Pachycephalosaurus."
The enraged male rammed his dome into the bars of his cage, grunting and snorting.
"A herbivorous bipedal from the Late Cretaceous. Known for its large dome on its head, paleontologists consider this creature to be similar to longhorn rams," the older man explained, as the frantic animal bashed its head against the bars.
"I'll start the bid with twelve million," the man continued.
A few stray hands peeked over the crowd.
"Thirteen million- fourteen! Do I hear fifteen? Sixteen on the phone, seventeen! Do I hear eighteen? Eighteen million?"
A man raised his hand.
"Eighteen once, twice…" He slammed the gavel down. "Sold! To the gentlemen from South America, congratulations."
The audience applauded, watching the bleating creature being wheeled out.
"Lot number four, ladies and gentlemen. The Stegosaurus," the auctioneer spoke.
A cage with a Stegosaurus inside it began to wheel out into the room full of the buyers.
The animal bellowed and grunted, shaking itself off, its spiked tail clanging against the bars of the cage.
"A herbivorous quadruped from the Late Jurassic. Due to the plates on its back, paleontologists refer to this animal as a 'roofed lizard'."
The Stegosaurus shook its head, clearly in pain. It had suffered a painful tooth extraction at the mercy of Wheatley's oversized tooth yanker when the animal was being loaded onto the Arcaida. Its mouth was still throbbing, despite how many hours it was tranquilized and asleep for.
"Thirteen million!" Someone yelled from the crowd.
"Fourteen!" A woman yelled.
Mills looked to Wu, grinning victoriously, who simply gave him a blank stare.
"This better work, Eli," he muttered.
"Relax. We'll get the money to fund the project." Mills sat back in his seat.
The gavel hit the pallepalt.
"Sold! For seventeen million, to the lady from South Korea, congratulations."
Everyone began clapping, as the dinosaur was taken away.
The money people called out, or raised their hands to offer was off the charts.
The sold dinosaurs had their cages loaded onto trucks, taking them away from the mansion, as more dinosaurs were scheduled to be auctioned off inside the manor.
"Lot number seven, ladies and gentlemen. The Baryonyx."
A Baryonyx inside a cage was rolled out into the view of the audience. It roared loudly, flexing its paws.
"A carnivorous bipedal. Early Cretaceous. Paleontologists suspect that this creature had the ability to eat and hunt fish as well as other dinosaurs," the man told them.
No one seemed to be that interested in the large creature. It looked sickly to them, and a bit calmer than the other dinosaurs they had seen.
In reality, the Baryonyx was grieving. Its mate was left behind on the island, left to die, in the bottom of a lava-filled control center.
A woman raised her hand. "Seventeen million!"
Eversol looked out into the audience. "Do I hear eighteen?"
Anton Orlov, a Russian mobster, raised his hand.
The woman raised her hand again.
"Nineteen! Thank you." the auctioneer nodded to her. "And twenty million?"
Anton looked to the woman near him. He looked back out at the dinosaur.
"Sold! For nineteen million to the woman from Austria!" Eversol spoke, slamming the gavel down again. "Wonderful, wonderful."
The Baryonyx roared a bit, as it was taken away to be shipped out to its buyer, applause filling the entire room.
Mills looked at his tablet. They still had several dinosaurs to auction off, twenty more cages, but the money was pouring in by the millions.
This auction was going to make them, and their project, filthy rich.
~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~
The Indoraptor didn't like all the noise. It was too loud, and too scary for him. He hadn't seen or heard so many humans before.
He witnessed cages of other dinosaurs being carted back and forth in front of him, while the other dinosaurs who were next in line to be auctioned off had their cages being raised in an elevator up to the auction room.
He hadn't seen the female Velociraptor he encountered before she was tranquilized and taken upstairs to a small room overlooking the entire world he lived in.
The Indoraptor kept looking towards that small room, barking, calling out to the female that was taken there.
The hybrid animal blinked, searching for any answer to why she didn't reply. Could she not hear him?
He paced inside his prison, before his tail brushed against an opening in the wall.
Curious, he spun around. There was a dark opening to his cage that he had never seen before.
Above him, he could hear a strange man talking.
"Do I hear twenty million? Twenty, thank you! Twenty-one? Anyone? Twenty-one?"
The Indoraptor stepped into the darkness, feeling cold metal under his feet. The opening behind him slid shut.
"Sold!" The man above him cried.
He looked over his shoulder before growing suspicious. He could see fairly well in the darkness, so it was no surprise that he was inside a cage once more.
To his general surprise, the cage began to move. It was moving upwards. He was in an elevator.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, that we are halfway through the evening...We'd like to offer a special treat to our discriminating buyers."
The Indoraptor growled a tiny bit, eyes glancing around in confusion. Why was he in there? Where was this strange cage taking him to?
"This evening, we will preview, a new asset that we've been developing," the man said. "A creature of the future, made from pieces of the past."
The voice of the man grew louder, as the Indoraptor was brought closer and closer to the higher floor.
He started pacing inside his cage on all fours, hissing and gurgling.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please be warned. This is the perfect blend of the two most dangerous creatures...that have ever walked the earth."
The cage jolted a bit when the animal reached the unknown destination.
The dinosaur shook his head, opening his jaws in a confused, small, roar.
"We call it… the Indoraptor."
The doors slid open, bright lights shining down on the hybrid.
He started to hiss and growl, staring out into the odd-looking room.
His cage began to move forwards, as he stood on his hind legs, letting out a loud roar. He roared again, looking at all of the humans in the audience, hearing them gasp in horror and amazement.
Zap!
A cattle prod was jabbed into his hide, causing him to yelp from pain, as he was shocked a few more times.
The Indoraptor looked at all the amazed and terrified buyers, as he heard the odd man talk again.
"The perfect weapon for the modern age," he stated gleefully. "Built for combat. With tactical responses more acute than any human soldier."
When a prod attempted to strike him again, the Indoraptor whirled his head around, jaws opened wide in anger. His eyes narrowed, death talons clicking. He clicked at the humans around him before looking over at a mercenary that attempted to strike at his face. He blocked the blow of the cattle prod with his arm before slamming the side of his face into the bars of the cage. He continued to chatter and click, looking around at the various people viewing him.
"Designed by Mr. Henry Wu…" The auctioneer, Gunnar Eversol, spoke up. "It's intelligence quotient comparable to the Velociraptor."
The hybrid stood back up on his hind legs, scanning the crowd for anyone familiar. He hissed when he saw Mr. Wu and Mills nearby.
"Bio-specs include hyper sense of smell, and trained to respond to a pulse coded, laser-targeting system. Enabling it to isolate and track prey in complex environments," Eversol explained. "Voila!" He outstretched his arms, and looked towards a nearby mercenary. He nodded a bit.
The man aimed a gun at a buyer's tie. A red dot appeared on it.
"Now first, your laser sets the target," Eversol explained.
The Indoraptor looked towards the buyer, eyes locking onto the red dot. He rumbled low in his throat.
"Once locked on, the acoustic signal triggers the attack."
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
That noise. That horrible, high-pitched noise. It hurt his ears so much.
The dinosaur's pupils dilated. He roared loudly, lunging at the audience, causing several people to jump out of their chairs, backing up out of fear.
Eversol chuckled. "This animal is relentless. Now, modifications are still being made-"
A shout from the audience forced him to stop talking. "Twenty millions!"
It was Anton Orlov.
"W-well, this is a prototype. Not for sale," Eversol tried to reason with the audience, but more and more people started calling out numbers.
"Twenty-one!"
"Well, it is still a prototype, but…" Eversol looked to Mills for help.
"Twenty-three!"
"Twenty-four!"
Mills nodded to Eversol.
The auctioneer grinned, and slammed the gavel down. "Twenty-four million."
"Twenty-five millions!" Anton Orlov's voice was heard among the crowd.
"Do I hear twenty-six?" Eversol asked.
"Twenty-six!" Someone responded.
Mr. Wu stood up, walking towards Mills.
"Any advance on twenty-six? Twenty-seven million!" The auctioneer declared.
The Indoraptor looked out towards his two creators, growing suspicious of their low voices.
"What are you doing? This animal is not for sale!" Mr. Wu protested.
"Let them have it. We have to give them a taste," Mills reassured.
"He is a prototype!" The geneticist snapped.
"This prototype is worth twenty-eight million right now," Mills explained. "Relax. We'll make some more," he reassured.
Mr. Wu narrowed his eyes. "So will they." He stormed off.
The Indoraptor watched him walk off, death talons clicking. He looked back towards the audience, reading up on his hind legs. He opened his jaws, roaring.
"Twenty-nine once, twice…"
The face slammed down on the pallepalt.
"Sold! To a Russian friend...Congratulations for purchasing this magnificent animal…" Eversol spoke over the applause and the noisy hybrid.
Ding!
The doors to an elevator opened behind a mercenary supervising the auction.
Inside was an unfamiliar animal the Indoraptor hadn't seen before.
A Stygimoloch.
The smaller animal squealed, lowering its head, charging at the man.
Someone from the audience screamed when the animal rammed its head into the stomach of the mercenary, sending him flying.
People started to get out of their seats in panic.
The Indoraptor blinked, astonished at such a small animal could be so deadly.
Mills stood up, as people began running all over the place, some going flying from the Stygimoloch slamming its head into them.
A man ran out of the elevator, and noticed a mercenary attempting to shoot at the Stygimoloch. Immediately, he grabbed the gun, firing it up at the ceiling.
The Indoraptor lunged at the bars, roaring, jaws open. He hated the sound of the gun.
As more and more people ran around his cage, and outside into other parts of the mansion, the hybrid animal swished his tail, growling and chittering at all the people that ran around, or slammed into chairs from being hit by the rampaging herbivore.
The man who protected the animal began to brawl with the other mercenaries that attempted to subdue him, dealing punches and kicks to their faces and stomachs, as he battled to get to the lever to keep the Indoraptor inside the building.
"Get this thing out of here!" Mills yelled to a mercenary.
The animal looked over his shoulder to see his cage being pulled backwards. He looked back towards the strange man, jaws parted. He rumbled deep in his throat.
Mills ran out, as the man raced towards the lever to pull the cage back inside. He dealt punches and kicks to several other mercenaries, until his hands grasped the lever. He pulled it, and the cage began to move forwards.
The Indoraptor's scarlet amber eyes focused onto the man's grey-green one's. He chattered to him, as his cage came to a halt.
The man ripped wires and the lever from its stoop before looking back at the black and gold creature.
He cocked his head, skin twitching, as he watched the stranger run away.
~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~
Wheatley watched several trucks and screaming people run out of the building, followed by the fleeing Stygimoloch, who veered off into sons bushes with a skeptical look on his face.
He started to walk towards the garage area, where the auction took place.
"Mills!" He called. "Mills, where are you?! I want my bonus!"
When the Indoraptor saw him, he growled. He slammed against the bars of his cage, jaws open wide.
"Holy cow!" Wheatley gasped. "What are you? I don't remember seeing you on the island.."
The dinosaur roared, slamming against the cage, trying to reach him with his arms, paws slashing the air.
Zip!
He yelped.
Zip!
A groggy roar escaped the hybrid's mouth, as two tranquilizers struck his throat.
His eyelids fluttered. He stumbled, leaning against the bars of his cage, as if he were drunk.
"You're a tough guy, huh?" He taunted, raising his gun to shoot at the dinosaur again.
He stumbled before flopping down onto his side, eyes closed.
Wheatley lowered his gun, raising an eyebrow skeptically. He crept towards the animal's cage, unlocking the door.
It swung open, creaking, as he stepped inside.
The animal lay on his side, breathing evenly. He was completely relaxed, unconscious.
"Look at you. You're some kind of hot-rod. With really pretty teeth." The trophy hunter smirked wickedly, whipping out his pliers. He bent down next to the animal, gripping onto one of his bottom teeth. "This will make a perfect centerpiece for my necklace."
He began to tug on the sleeping animal's tooth.
Noticing something out of the corner of his eye, Wheatley looked over his shoulder.
There was nothing there.
He looked back down at the dinosaur, starting to tug on his tooth again. "Come on….open up…."
Hearing something brush against the bars of the cage behind him, he looked over his shoulder once again.
The dinosaur's tail was raised high in the air and wagging.
The animal wasn't asleep.
~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~
When he heard the door of his cage slam, the Indoraptor's skin flinched. He kept his eyes closed, listening to the human talk above him.
He stayed still and silent, just like how he acted when that construction worker came into his cage, foolishly thinking he could slip in and slip out of his domain when he needed to change the light fixture.
He didn't like the metal around his tooth, but refused to move his head away.
He raised his tail, slowly wagging it, before dropping it to the ground.
The Indoraptor waited two seconds before cracking one eye open. He looked up towards Wheatley, a smirk tugging at his muzzle when he witnessed the trophy hunter look over at his shoulder. He was smarter than he was. He was smart enough to have the ability to trick the humans who held him captive.
The animal lost his smirk, and his eye flickered shut, when Wheatley looked back at him. He felt him tug on his tooth again, much to his annoyance.
He didn't like this human, attempting to rip a tooth out of his—
His nostrils quivered. What was that scent? It was so familiar. Who's scent was on the little baggie of cloth next to him?
The scent was from the female Velociraptor he encountered.
He raised his tail, wagging it viciously. His eyes snapped open, a glare on his face. He couldn't believe that this human was holding the wild female captive.
With a sharp chomp of his jaws, his teeth dug into the trophy hunter's arm.
He began to rise up onto his hind legs, letting the man dangle by his arm in his jaws, listening to his terrified screams.
He was furious. How dare that human hurt her! That was probably the reason she was bleeding from her hip. This human hurt her.
He snapped his jaws, severing Wheatley's arm, letting him fall to the ground.
The dinosaur tossed his head back, swallowing the man's arm whole. His membrane slid over his eyeball, as he dropped down onto all fours, nostrils flaring, as he drew his head closer to Wheatley.
He smelled strongly of fear. Blood spurted from his stump arm, as blood mixed with saliva dripped from the Indoraptor's mouth.
He pressed his nose to his palm, which smelled of several dinosaurs, but also that female.
The male dinosaur growled, ignoring his sobs of terror, before opening his mouth in a shrill shriek.
Wheatley screamed, hat blowing off of his head from how powerful his shriek was, as the Indoraptor tore into his chest and neck, wanting him to feel the same pain he felt.
He was through with letting the humans abuse him. He was getting his long deserved revenge. For three and a half years, he suffered through Mills' and his men's torment. He was done.
Out of the corner of his eye, he heard the faraway ding! of an elevator, but he paid no mind to it.
A loud scream caused him to lift his head, gargling and chattering.
Blood coated his muzzle and teeth, as he focused on a red-headed woman inside an elevator, staring at him with a look of terror on her face.
He looked over his shoulder to see his cage door peeking open.
An amazed and hopeful look crossed his face. He stepped towards the door, pushing it open with his head, stepping down onto the concrete floor.
He looked towards the terrified humans hiding inside the elevator, and started to charge towards them, tripping over damaged chairs and gored bodies from the Stygimolch's rampage.
He opened his jaws in a loud roar, closing in on Eversol and the three other humans.
Slam!
The doors slammed shut.
He hissed a tiny bit from disappointment, turning around to walk away, when his tail slashed across a control panel, breaking it.
Ding!
The Indoraptor paused, arching his neck back, before twisting around, throat vibrating in a growl.
Eversol slowly turned around in dread.
The dinosaur roared loudly, the four humans' hair blowing back from how powerful it was.
The flickering lights of the elevator flickered out, as Eversol screamed and screamed.
~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~
Blue had no care to know as to why people began to gather stuff up in Mr. Wu's return. All she knew was that she was trying to get a good nap in her cage when he barged in, barking orders, causing everyone to start packing up whatever they could in the room.
The Velociraptor was growing agitated. She paced around inside her cage, paws flexing angrily.
She looked towards her hip to sniff at her bullet wound, tail swishing. She gently pressed her nose to her injury before wincing.
She looked towards Mr. Wu, who was peering down at something inside a large, glass, case. She didn't know what it was, and she wasn't interested to find out.
"Get this to Mills. Be very careful. It's extremely valuable," he instructed two of his geneticists. He pulled Franklin aside. "You, I need blood samples from the raptor." When the taller man gave him a blank look, he grew frustrated. "Don't just stand there like an idiot! Get me 50 cc carfentanil and a lobotomy kit! It's right there! Now!" He watched Franklin scurry off, before storming towards Blue's cage. "Come on, come on! I need this raptor's blood."
The dinosaur shrieked, pawing at him from her cage, lips curled back, as Zia rolled her eyes.
"Sure. Go ahead." She gestured to the cage with the dinosaur inside, who growled.
Wu spun around. "Where is that kit?!"
Blue didn't like how harsh this man was, especially when he forced one of his geneticists to try and get a needle near her. She nearly bit their arm off out of fear. She was terrified of needles.
The shorter man looked back at Zia. "Okay, now listen to me. It's better if we cooperated. But I'm gonna get this blood, with or without your help."
"This blood's contaminated," the young woman stated simply.
"I designed this animal myself. It's pure." The geneticist glanced at Blue, who hissed. "Every cell in her body was created in a most controlled environment under the most demanding conditions."
"Yeah, but I did an intravenous blood transfusion with a T-Rex, so, it's a sock drawer in there." Zia smirked at his infuriated look.
"You what?" He demanded.
Franklin ambushed him from behind, jabbing a tranquilizer into his neck.
Zia stood up, shocked, as Blue began to shriek and paw at the slots in between the bars of her cage in anger.
"Franklin, hold, stop! What are you doing?!" She cried, as he scrambled to get the keys from the incapacitated man.
"Saving your life!" He responded, rushing towards her with the keys to her handcuffs.
Her eyes widened when he unlocked her restraints. She hugged him tightly before starting to run. She halted when two guards ran in.
"Stop! Don't move.." The first guard held out a cattle prod at them.
Blue crouched down, growling.
A second guard rushed towards Mr. Wu, dragging him off.
"Step away from that cage. Now…" the first man instructed.
Zia pulled up on a bar holding the cage door shut before she and Franklin pulled the door wide open.
Blue blinked in surprise before stepping out. She clicked to Zia and Franklin, causing the IT technician to flinch, as he remembered her escape several hours before.
She whirled her head around to face the guard staring her down. She curled her lips back in a low growl.
He held his cattle prod out to her face, as if it would force her back.
The dinosaur swished her tail before letting out a loud war whoop. She pounced on the guard, her teeth sinking into his flesh.
He screamed in pain, as the dinosaur viciously mauled him.
Zia and Franklin made their getaway, only to stop and dodge another guard racing into the room.
Blue's tail whipped around, slamming into the guard's gut, knocking him over.
Upon hearing his gun fire rapid shots into the air, she whirled around with a loud roar.
Zia and Franklin dodged the bullets by ducking under a table, crawling on their hands and knees, as Blue stalked towards the guard, who was scooting backwards out of panic.
The dinosaur squawked, snatching his shoe in her mouth, pulling him towards her.
Zia and Franklin stood up, witnessing the man being mauled by the carnivorous animal.
A spark from a destroyed control panel caught their attention.
The tanks behind Blue contained flammable gas.
"Run! Run!" Zia and Franklin whirled around, starting to race outside the laboratory, the paleo-veterinarian snatching a folder labeled TOP SECRET on the way out.
The Velociraptor lifted her head when they ran out. She looked over her shoulder, sniffing the gas leaking out of a bullet hole. She drew her head back, lips twitching, when she could smell the danger it posed to her.
With a loud screech, she began to run.
Heat drew closer and closer to her, as a huge fire erupted in the room.
The bullets from the guard blew holes in the gas containers, and the damaged control panel sparked the fire.
The Velociraptor picked up her pace, ignoring the throbbing pain in her side, as she smashed through a window, the entire room exploding behind her.
She crashed to the ground on her bad side after ramming the side of her head against a railing, causing her to quickly scramble to her feet. She shrieked, racing off from the carnage behind her.
During the explosion, a tank filled with hydrogen cyanide began to leak out poisonous gas...right where the dinosaurs were being held.
~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~
The little Velociraptor stared up at her trainer, chittering and squeaking. She swished her tail, rocking on the balls of her feet, as she watched her caretaker in front of her, large amber eyes bright in excitement and happiness.
Owen was here, and that made her happy.
"Here I am with Blue," Owen stated, someone videotaping them nearby. "She's a theropod from the new group."
Blue heard this statement many times. She flexed her paws, blinking at the animal behaviorist with large, intelligent eyes.
"If I show signs of weakness…" Owen crouched down, faking crying and whimpering noises.
A look of concern spread across the dinosaur's face. She chirped softly, stepping closer to the animal behaviorist. The infant dinosaur pressed her nose to Owen's cheek, whimpering and squeaking, hoping he wasn't injured or sad. He was her caretaker, her Alpha. She didn't want him to be sad or hurt.
She was worried about him.
A look of surprise and astonishment spread across Owen's face when he drew back. "Hey...I'm okay." He smiled when she gave a happy squeal, tail starting to whip back and forth.
Owen was very surprised to see how happy Blue looked when he dropped his weakened act.
Unlike her packmates, who attempted to attack him—Charlie was too nervous to attack him, and instead circled around him, screeching and making mock attacks rather than biting the hawk wrist guard around his arm—Blue merely approached him with concerned whimpers and squeaks, hoping he would feel happy by the comfort she showed him.
"Blue's...displaying levels of interest, concern, hyperintelligence, cognitive bonding…"
Owen tilted his head to one side.
The tiny dinosaur instantly copied his movement.
"See that? Tilting her head, she's playing for us… " Owen said thoughtfully. "Increased eye movement, she's curious. She's showing empathy. "
The baby squeaked, blinking. She didn't understand much of the words Owen spoke to her, but she was very happy to see him ok and smiling again.
The man signaled for the cameras to shut off.
The man holding the camera walked out, leaving Blue alone with her Alpha.
The little baby spun around in a circle, squeaking. She took off running, and ran to a corner of the room. She rifled through a pile of dog and cat toys Owen had shipped out to him by his mother, who very much liked to see how her "granddaughters" were doing, despite Owen's objections that they weren't even human.
It was, however, still amusing when she attempted to send him little pieces of clothing or dresses to put on Blue or one of her packmates.
Of course, the dresses or clothing she sent were shredded by their little claws and teeth, and then turned into nests. All he could say was that he took that as a definition of them liking whatever clothing she bought them.
Blue trotted back towards Owen, holding an old, torn up baggie with an Oreo inside it, as if she were a cat with a dead bird in between its jaws.
Owen furrowed his brow in wonder. How did she remember she had taken those from him?
She dropped the baggie in front of him, looking up at him with hopeful eyes. She was hoping he'd be happy with her if he saw the bag she had stolen. Besides, she left him a treat,
Instead, Owen merely smiled, gently stretching his hand out, and rubbing the dinosaur under her jaw, causing her to purr and wag her tail, eyes focused onto the man the entire time.
She and Owen stared at each other, and he swore she was smiling at him.
A/N: Probably the longest chapter I've written since Chapter 1! The file Zia grabs during her and Franklin's escape is part of my first plot twist for you all, so stay tuned for the upcoming plot twist I have planned for you all!