103 36: THE RESCUER.
Meanwhile, back in the Jungle, Max, Lucas and Brandon were spying on two Raptors while hiding in the bushes. After rescuing Lucas from the car and the tree, the kids resumed their journey through the dark Jungle of Devil's Island, in searching for the 103 Dalmatians. The children soon came across two Velociraptors and hid in the bushes to keep from being seen.
But Lucas knew from his research that an animal's sense of smell was far greater than that of a human being's. While humans could only smell things that were in the same area as them, animals could smell stuff from miles away and could pick up a scent real quick.
The kids continued to spy on the two Raptors. They seemed to know that the Dinosaurs weren't aware of their presence. This was most likely due to the mud they were covered in that they had abtained from their ordeal with the Carnosaurus. Thank heaven it had stopped raining, otherwise it would've washed the mud off by now and their cover would likely be blown.
As the kids watched, one of the Raptors began cawing really loudly.
"(Whispering) What are they saying? What are they looking for?" Asked Max.
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The cawing sound got the attention of all of the Raptors on the island, including the two that were standing around the tree that Lois, Clark, Mia and Roy were in. The two Raptors then ran off to assist the one that was calling for help.##############################################################################
Max, Lucas and Brandon were now hiding behind a tree trunk and Max poked his head up and saw that the two Raptors were gone. The 12 year old then ducked back behind the tree trunk.
"Well?" Asked Lucas.
"Are they gone?" Asked Brandon.
"Yeah. They're gone." Said Max.
"Thank heaven." Said Lucas.
The three boys stood to their feet, but when they did, they were instantly met by the face of a roaring Raptor.
"AH!" Screamed Max, Lucas and Brandon.
Brandon got out his Super 8 Camera and began filming the Dinosaur.
The three boys slowly backed away as the Raptor hopped onto the tree trunk and onto the ground. A second hissing Raptor came into view, then a third Raptor appeared behind the boys, trapping them. A fourth Raptor then joined the other three, surrounding their prey.
The kids looked around them and saw that they were surrounded by four Raptors. The big lizards had them trapped, and escape appeared to be out of the question. But just when it looked like all was lost, a can dropped out of nowhere and fell in front of the three humans, releasing thick, white smoke, follow by another can that released the same smoke color. Inhailing the smoke caused all four of the Raptors to run off, leaving their prey untouched and completely unharmed.
Max, Lucas and Brandon then looked and saw a short, shadowy figure, in the thick, white smoke, approaching them, carrying a light.
"Get behind me." Said Max.
Lucas and Brandon did as they were told and hid behind Max.
"Don't leave my side." Said Max.
The kids then turned their attention back to the figure in the smoke.
"Come on out and show yourself." Said Max.
The mysterious figure stepped into view, out of the smoke, carrying a lit tourch in his hand. He wore a big suntan hat, a white bandanna that covered his mouth and nose, a pair of goggles that covered his eyes, a fingerless brown glove on the hand he held the tourch in, and he wore a long suntan cape that covered his whole body.
"Not bad for someone my size." Said the figure. "Now, which one of you kids got the idea to come to this island?"
Max and Lucas pointed at Brandon.
"You sailouts." Said Brandon.
"Never mind, it doesn't matter. Let's just get out here. That smoke in a can stuff scared off the Raptors, but not for long. Quick, follow me. We must find and take shelter before the Raptors come back." Said the figure.
"Come back?!" Said Max, Lucas and Brandon.
The three kids followed the figure through the jungle, running as fast as they could to keep up with him.
Later, after a few miles of running, the kids and the figure now stood in front of a tall, huge tree with a huge, white plane in it and a wooden flight of stairs that led down from the tree all the way up to the plane.
"Well, here we are, everyone. Home sweet home." Said the figure.
"You live here?" Lucas asked.
"Yep." Said the figure.
"All by yourself?" Asked Max.
"Yep. Well, not all by myself. There's me and there's Griffith." Said the figure.
"Who's Griffith?" Asked Brandon.
The kids then jumped in fear when they heard the familiar roar of the Carnotaurus near-by.
"Are you guys hearing this?" Asked Max.
The Carnotaurus's roar could be heard again.
"Come on, guys. Hurry up. Let's get up this tree and into the plane. On this island, stuff tends to die a whole lot sooner than later." Said the figure. He led the way up the wooden stairs of the tree and the others followed him.
"Oh, man. I hate trees." Said Lucas.
"We both do, Lucas." Added Max.
"They don't bother me." Said Brandon.
"That cause you weren't in the last one." Said Lucas.
The figure and the kids walked up the stairs and soon reached the top where the big plane was. The figure opened the door and they entered inside. When they got inside, they were amazed at how much space the plane had.
"Whoa." Said Max.
"Check it out." Said Lucas.
"I know. Dude, look at all of the space." Said Brandon.
"This is a private plane. A luxery one, from the looks of it." Said Lucas.
"How did you get this plane up here all by yourself?" Asked Max.
"Actually," The figure began. He took off his hat, his bandanna, his goggles and his cape, revealing himself to the kids. "I didn't do it. The plane crash landed here in the tree with us in it."
"What the what?!" Max, Lucas and Brandon gasped as they gazed upon the figure. They're short, mysterious rescuer turned out to be a 9 year old boy. A Mexican boy, from the looks of it. He had long, dark curly hair that stopped at the top of his neck and hazel brown eyes. He wore a white short sleeve shirt, blue shorts that went down to his knees and he wore black and white sneakers.
"Something wrong?" Asked the boy.
"You. You're...you're a boy." Said Lucas.
"And what's wrong with being a boy?" Asked the boy.
"No...nothing." Said Lucas.
"That's right. Nothing wrong with being a boy. I don't know why you're all acting so suprised." Said the boy.
"Sorry, it's just that...we weren't expecting you to be someone our age." Said Brandon.
"Really? Well, take a good look at me. Do you think a grown up could be this short? Use your brain." Said the boy.
"Who are you?" Asked Max.
"Well, nice to meet you too. I'm Diego. And you are?" Said the boy.
"I'm Max."
"I'm Lucas."
"And i'm Brandon."
"Nice to meet you, Max, Lucas and Brandon. We are pleased to meet you all." Said Diego.
"Who is we? And where is this Griffith guy you told us about?" Asked Max.
"Oh yeah, that's right, i forgot. Griffith. (Whistles) Come here, boy. (Whistles) Come here." Said Diego.
A small, cute, black Labrador puppy, wearing a blue collar around it's neck, came from behind a sofa and ran up to Diego.
Diego bent down and picked up the black Labrador. "This is Griffith."
"A dog?" Asked Lucas.
"You got a problem with that?" Said Diego.
"No. It's just that we weren't expecting your friend to be a dog." Said Brandon.
"I know, i get that a lot. But back to our story. Who are you guys? And more importantly, what are you doing here on this island, of all places?" Said Diego.
"As i said before, i'm Max, this is Lucas and that's Brandon. We're here on an important mission."
"What kind of mission? To rescue me and Griffith? Did you find our message in a bottle?" Asked Diego.
"No, we did not. We're actually here to help rescue our friend and the entire Dalmatian puppy population of London from being turned into a spotted fur coat for some crazy designer." Said Max.
"The number of puppies consist of 103 Dalmatians." Said Lucas.
"Oh, my goodness, that's horrible. But what does any of that have to do with you being on this island?" Said Diego.
"We have reason to believe that the 103 Dalmatians were smuggled out of London and here to Mexico, on this island to be slain. That, and we were in a car, following the tracker on one of the Dalmatian's collars that confirmed this island to be their location." Said Brandon.
"That is until a Carnotaurus attacked us and totaled our car. Well, technically, it was someone else's car, but, you get the picture." Said Lucas.
"I know." Said Diego.
"What do you mean you know?" Asked Brandon.
"I was there when it happened. I saw you guys and your car being attacked by the Dinosaur, so i got out a flare and tossed it away, causing the Dinosaur to flee for a short time." Said Diego.
"That was you?" Asked Max.
"You're welcome." Said Diego.
"Thanks for saving us...twice." Said Brandon.
"Don't mention it." Said Diego.
"Well, it's been nice meeting you, Diego and Griffith, and thank you kindly for saving our lives twice, but we'd best be on our way." Said Lucas.
"Where are you going?" Asked Diego.
"To find and rescue the 103 Dalmatians." Said Lucas.
"Oh, you don't wanna do that. Not this late at night. Not unless you're tired of living." Said Diego.
"Why?" Asked Max.
"Because the meat eating Dinosaurs like to hunt at this hour. Especially this late at night. If i were you, i would wait until morning. You're welcome to spend the night here with us, if you want. It's left up to you." Said Diego.
"Please, Max. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease." Pleaded Lucas and Brandon.
"Alright, we'll spend the night here." Said Max.
"Yes!" Said Lucas.
"Boom baby!" Added Brandon.
"But as soon as morning comes, we're out of here. Got it?" Said Max.
"Got it." Said Lucas and Brandon.
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