Here we go. Sorry I haven't uploaded in so long, but I was busy prepping for Easter, playing The ISLE and Evolve, reading Assassination Classroom, and maintaining school duties. I figured that Break would be a great time to at least work on a chapter, and I imagine many of you are growing impatient with my procrastination. Now grab some Oreos, sit back, and enjoy.

Owen came up the steps leading to the sharp man's "lair". He wasn't looking forward to this confrontation, as Heartford probably had something up his sleeve. Owen entered the lab, only to find Heartford chatting with... Claire? She looked nervous, whereas the cool-headed person next to her was calmly listening. Owen walked into the room, and both looked surprised to see him.

"So you can see why I need your help catching... Oh, hi, Owen", Claire cut herself off.

Owen returned the greeting. "Hey, Claire. Need help catching what?"

"Nothing." Claire looked evasive.

"Anyway, what brings you here, Owen?" asked Heartford, obviously changing the subject.

"I need to talk to you about the raptors. They don't seem like normal animals."

Heartford laughed. "Well, that's a given! They aren't normal animals, Mr. Grady. They are genetically engineered assets that need to be watched at all times. Please return to your station."

"I don't mean that. They act like they understand human's orders, at least on a basic level." Owen clarified. Heartford's smile faltered.

"W-well, that's only natural because they are exposed to so many humans in the wild. They're bound to begin to understand basic words."

"Yeah, but the problem is that I don't really buy that. You hesitated, when you usually respond without a thought. Something's up here. My raptors, even when around humans 24/7, never learned that quickly. And if these are anything like the ones in Jurassic World, they shouldn't learn that quickly, either."

Heartford's usual expression returned. "Even though Velociraptors among these two islands may share similar features, who are you to prove that their learning capabilities are the same? You need more evidence, and even if your "suspicion" is correct, you have no idea what you're suspecting."

Own sighed in exasperation. "Whatever, Heartford. I'm going back to the paddock, but I've got my eye on you."

"Quite the contrary, Mr. Grady. I'll be watching you..." Heartford corrected menacingly.

Owen exited the room with more questions than answers, but they might not be answered for a while. In the meantime, there were raptors that needed feeding.

Streak, Lilac and Fuego were by the small pool of water, drinking water. Lilac whined impatiently: when were they going to escape? Strange One hadn't come back for a while, and if they could get out, why weren't they?

Chula answered, strutting over. They were resting, eating, and waiting for tonight to escape the false forest.

Flap-flap-flap...

Prey! Streak bounded off to chase it from behind, barking for Summer to follow, while Archi peeled away from the group into the treeline.

Chula, Fuego, and Lilac sprinted towards the creature, fanning out behind it and cutting off the possibility of backpedaling. Archi reached the end of the paddock, on the other side of the clearing, and crouched into the ferns. The pig was suddenly flanked by Streak on the right and Summer on the left. Together, the pack herded the pink prey to the clearing, where Owen was revealed, waiting.

"Whoa!"

The pig, of course, didn't heed the order, but it wasn't directed at it. The small pink animal scampered away, and bolted to the floppy door.

The raptors skidded to a halt while Archi burst from the trees in an effort to cut off it's escape route. Owen yelled.

"HEY! Archi, I see you. Eyes on me."

Archi wasn't listening. Meanwhile, Lilac and Eri scooted and inched their way closer to the pig door. Archi blocked the pig's escape while Eri and Lilac reached a place where they crated a sort of triangle around their prey. Streak barked; if someone lunged, then the pig would dodge and run.

Chula approached the frightened prey and filled in a gap, making the circle tighter. Owen called out to Felix to get the Grabber. Felix whipped around and ran to the tool shed, coming back within seconds.

Reaching the area where the pig was cornered, Felix lowered a silver contraption at the end of a long pole, and pressed a button on the side. The rounded object at the end opened up and caught the pig, starting to retract upwards.

Eri jumped up for the Grabber. Her claws raked the tip of it. Owen served as a distraction, calling out random words and banging on the side of the railing. About half the pack, including Eri, Fuego, and Summer, glared at the source of the noise. But by then it was too late. The pig was captured and released into the pen with the others, and the raptors were cheated out of a meal.

Owen called out to each of them.

"Eri!"

"Fuego!"

"Lilac!"

"Summer!"

"Streak!"

"Chula!"

"Archi!"

Each predator got some beef thrown at them, and caught it. Then they dispersed. Eri, Archi, and Chula went to the lake, while the rest went to the nests.

Tired from the whole ordeal, training didn't start that day, but everyone came off it knowing something new, that would help their own team during training.

The escape wouldn't happen that night, but the day after, at the end, terror would run through this portion of Isla Sorna.

And there you guys have it! Again, this came out late, and these updates are having trouble keeping pace with ARK Survival Evolved, but it's my own time, and I've been busy. Still happy to write though. And yeah, you heard correctly. Tomorrow is the day where the raptors escape. Just don't expect the end to come so soon...