Sorry for not writing in nearly a month, but I got fired and now I'm searching for a job again. That and I had to be with my dad, he just had surgery for skin cancer. This was really hard to get done with all that's been going on.

Slaughter to Prevail got me through this.


Protocol :

Reloading the tranquilizer, I move toward the giant white monstrosity. The Indominus Rex, she's alive. I watched her die. She was eaten by that aquatic thing! Nonetheless, I have a job to do. We secure a certain amount of hatchlings, and then we exfiltrate. Ten young ones, if I remember. Back to the problem at hand, the fucking Indominus Rex is right in front of me!

"Carter, bring the gun up." I command the tenderfoot as he jumps at the order.

He would never make it back home in Appalachia. Bears, coyotes, snakes, sinkholes, shear cliffs, poisonous berries, and the weather. He would die. Won't surprise me when he dies.

Carter loads the Barret rifle, and climbs the white abomination. With the barrel making contact with its skull, Tenderfoot hesitates killing her. I'm going to kill him myself if the dinosaurs don't. His arms shake as the large fifty caliber bears down onto the monsters thick hide.

"I can't do it!" Tenderfoot calls to me, "She is isolated from the populations, we can just get the hatchlings and go."

I level my tranquilizer at his back and pull the trigger. Tenderfoot falls off her head, along with the rifle, and lands between the raptor and the abomination. The other mercenaries with me simply brush it off as insubordination, and that I plan on leaving him for dead. Any new merc knows that you must do your part in the operation, unless you are a corporate spy planning against our employers.

"Search and retrieve. Just like we practiced." I order as another hired gun pairs up with me.


Blue:

I rush back to pack territory, more specifically to where Skaa was. My heart is beating faster with fear than the night my sisters died, I refuse to be alone again. I can't be alone again! The humans won't take my daughters, my mate, or my pack.

"Secure the eggs! Cover the flanks!" a human female that smells of dilophosaurus shouts.

"No, not the eggs." I whisper and stop in my tracks near the tree line to enter the plains.

Why do they want to capture my species? Especially those who have yet to, or barely lived? They are unable to defend themselves, and eat on their own. The sick; twisted things they've done to me at Jurassic World was for health, but I can't imagine what they would do to the youngest of my species.

"Mom! Mom!" the trio of girls screech and run to me from the tall grass, "They got aunt Nikki and Daddy! Nara went to play with Farada and didn't come back! We're scared!"

My offspring rush to my legs and nuzzle them for comfort. They remind me of Charlie with seeking comfort. She was frightened by the visitors taking her pictures that they thought I was her mother. Humans bred us to be attractions; not parent and offspring.

"Beta, the humans have a weakened rear." The delta male says, creeping closer to the grass, "We are with you. Alpha is gone."

Three males stand behind me. Our home is being threatened, and we need to show we are not cowards. We will defame the omega known as humanity. I nod, tell my girls to stay put, and begin leading the males forward. We will rescue our children and save our home. This is our victory today.

"Two stay behind and join once they turn to shoot us." I order my small group of males, "The other two with me. We'll cause a scene to divert their attention."

Allowing them to decide amongst themselves, I creep forward while hiding in the grass. The scent of twelve humans lingers in the air. My snarl is barely contained by my jaws. Those eggs belong to us, the humans have their own.

"We're ready, Beta." one of the two says crouching beside me, "What's the plan."

"Mating display." I whisper as they both cough in shock, "I know breeding season ended weeks ago, but they don't. Chirp and mock fight to seduce me, I'll screech and attack the nearest human."

Nodding, they wait for me to send a faux chirp of lust and I center myself in the humans. The two males approach, flaunt in horrible displays, and chirp for my attention. The diversion begins working as the humans point their weapons at us, but they refuse to pull the trigger. Nodding for them to deepen their display of affection, they attempt to sniff my nether regions.

"Calm down!" I growl causing the humans and deltas to jump, "Too much!"

I shake my head, and screech upward, signaling the attack. The two who stayed behind silently attack the humans with fangs and teeth. The humans turn and begin firing the red feathers, but they stop with his aggressive cry. Not him! Anyone but him! Why did he come back?!


Sorry for ending it here, but I'm sitting with my dad right now. Tell me what you want to see next chapter, because the creative spark is dead.