A/N Hello everyone! I hope you are enjoying the story so far! This will be a short author note, so don't worry! If there are any of you who think I described the procreating to much, PM me to let me know. I tried to keep it as PG as possible.
SkullsandDuggery, I am glad you have been nice enough to edit all my chapters! I thank you for taking the time out of your life to edit the story of a crazy writer!
Anyway, I hope you will enjoy this chapter, and keep your eyes peeled, I will add more chapters as soon as I can!
Sincerely,
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P.s, Sorry if this author note was a little long!
P.p.s. If you don't know what procreation is, it means, well, no. Use a dictionary or Google, it has all the answers!
P.p.p.s Have a great day/night!
"Procreation"
The ocean was going on forever, or it seemed like that.
They were now twenty minutes until they reached their destination. Luckily, they had encountered no difficulties, except for a few seabirds that decided to get close to the helicopter.
The Indominus is still sedated, which is a good thing.
In the helicopter was Claire, quietly chewing her lip, Owen, rubbing his mustache as if he were in deep thought, and Rick was cursing under his breath every time he looked either at his hand or at Gerry Harding.
The ACU team had stayed behind to continue putting the assets back into their paddocks.
There was one stranger in the Helicopter that had not spoken as of yet on the ride. He was a tanned man in his fifties, possibly. His head was void of hair, but that didn't change the imposing air that he had around him. The deep blue eyes regarded them all every once in a while before going back to look at the elephant gun he was carrying.
"What is your name?" Owen asked, curious of whom this man was.
He looked up at Owen before asking, "Aren't you the chap who works with the raptors?"
"Yes, but who are you?" Owen asked again.
"I am Roland Tembo. I had some business that had to be taken care of on Isla Sorna."
Owen nodded as he thought about that.
"What did Mr. Weiskopf need a man with an elephant gun for?" Claire questioned.
Roland looked at Claire before answering, "Hunting. He needed me to dispose of some raptors that threatened the workers' safety."
Owen cringed at the thought of raptors running lose around people.
Especially wild raptors.
Delta shivered at the gentle licks on her neck; Diablo was very good at getting the hard to reach places, and she purred when he began to groom closer to her head.
As he was doing this, he was letting out soft, soothing growls.
Delta could be very stubborn sometimes, but not nearly as stubborn as her sister, Blue.
The jungle was quiet, except for the quiet orchestra of crickets and the wind in the trees, when blended all together, created a calming symphony. All the land was wrapped in the calm of night, with the stars speckling the night sky.
She let out an exited purr as he came to a ticklish spot on her head; it felt odd when his raspy tongue cleaned her scales compared to when she would groom herself.
After a seemingly long time, she felt ready.
Letting Diablo know with a soft croon, he brushed up against her.
This was it; she was finally ready to accept Diablo as a lifetime partner.
Once he sealed the deal, it will be final…
He mounted her, and they began the process of creating life.
Leaning out of his seat, Lowery shifted the plastic Apatosaurus to the left by a little; He was bored, and there was nothing for him to do.
He didn't dare go outside, because there might be a hungry dinosaur standing there.
Lowery tapped at the buttons on his keyboard. On the monitor, a video of a cat swatting at a string dangling from a spinning ceiling fan popped up.
He chuckled before gasping in horror as the cat caught a hold of the string and was swung round and round.
Then he burst out laughing; this was what the internet was for.
Watching cat videos when you are bored.
Walking down the hallway, Weiskopf passed a woman in a white lab coat, carrying a bundle of papers, probably some DNA papers going to be filed away.
At the end of the hall, there was a sliding glass door with a slit for a security card.
Pulling out a card from his pocket, he slipped it through the key card reader before the box beeped and the door opened.
Stepping into the labs, he looked around to see the men and women were hard at work decoding DNA and creating dinosaurs. It always surprised him how hard these people worked.
There was a dark haired woman in her thirties leaning on a table, scribbling on a clip board.
"Hello, Caroline," He greeted.
"Oh, hello, Mr. Weiskopf, how may I help you?" She asked, setting the board down.
"At the moment I am looking for Dr. Wu. Have you seen him today?"
Caroline pushed herself off the counter and walked away; he knew she was going to go look for Henry.
Softly whistling a tune to himself, he waited. A short time had passed when Caroline returned, with a black haired man in his fifties. His skin was tan and his face revealed his Asian heritage.
"Ah, Dr. Wu, there you are! I was wondering if I could have a word with you. In private."
Wu only nodded, and the duo walked towards his office.
They were going to have a long conversation.
"They are so cruel to me!" White One whispered to Blue as she looked around.
She was wary and obviously didn't want the people she was talking about to overhear her.
"Who? Who is cruel to you?" Blue asked as she gently nuzzled the white scaled shoulder. White One lifted her head above Blues body and look around. Once she was certain no one was there, she answered, "The ones whom call themselves God, and his son, Jesus,"
Blue nearly gagged. They had been very kind to her. So why were they so mean to White One?
She got up, and White One chirped in alarm as she wrapped herself around Blue's legs.
"What are you doing?" White One asked in fear. Blue looked down at her. Her crimson eyes were filled with terror.
"I am going to get to the bottom of this," Blue cooed to White One.
Filling her lungs with a deep breath, she commandingly said, "Show yourselves, God and Jesus, I wish to speak to you!"
Silence fallowed her command. It seemed as if nothing was going to happen before two forms suddenlyemerged from the white.
"My child, what may I help you with?" God asked as he outstretched both arms in a greeting gesture.
"What have you done to White One?!" Blue snapped.
Darkness seemed to pass over the Lord's face before he answered, "She has committed many sins, now she must pay for it,"
"Surely, there must be some mistake? You can forgive her for her flaws," Blue tried to reason.
Blue watched the Lord for some sign; any at all, that he was going to let White One and her return to the world of the living.
He finally spoke, "You, child, are very brave to speak ill towards me. But you will be granted your wish to return the living, for it is not yet your time. However White One, she must receive punishment for what she has done. I know the perfect one to suit her now."
White One cringed and began to shake in fear as she fearfully asked, "What w…w...will you do to me?"
He smiled before he waved his hand, and the white scenery faded into black. Blue felt herself falling, but she couldn't see anything. Suddenly, the feeling of the living world flooded all her senses.
White One was less fortunate.
She felt her soul return to her body, but she could see nothing; only darkness.
She feared that the Lord had punished her by making her blind.
A/N Don't fear guys! White One is not blind! Her vision will return in the next chapter!