There is something missing from our world. The amazing creatures that time has left behind. But what if we could bring them back?
What if extinction didn't have to be forever?
We are going on a safari with a difference as wildlife adventurer Nigel Marven's temporary substitute, Jim Lessue lunges into pre-history to rescue creatures on the brink of extinction. His plan is to bring them back to the safety of the present and give them a second chance.
On his second returning mission, Nigel decides to head to Jurassic Wyoming to rescue some of the biggest animals ever.
Welcome to the ultimate wildlife refuge!
Welcome to Prehistoric Park!
The Land Of Big Dinosaurs
It had been almost a week since Nigel's last mission and yet Prehistoric Park has seen a few changes.
On Isla Pena, the construction crew has been able to taint the glass between the Quetzalcoatlus and Argentavis aviaries, to the sadness of the park's Argentavis, Will. However, even if he wasn't happy about it, it was what's best for him. Since not eating for 2 days, Will lost quite a few pounds. He had also ignored Will. But now they were just as close as ever and he had quickly gained the lost weight since he was given more food than usual.
The absence of the vulture had also made Portia, the mother Quetzalcoatlus, more comfortable and content, especially since the fighting males had succeeded from their brawls and were now enjoying their new mates, leaving Isla Pena in peace.
However, Isla Sorna hasn't been as peaceful.
Just before Nigel left for Jurassic Germany, the Borealosaurus Sauropodlets hatched, invading the island in their hundreds.
In order to moderate their numbers, Bob had decided against capturing them. Saying that it worked would be an understatement.
From the recorded 235 eggs laid, only around 80 podlings have been seen lately. It is safe to say that all of the ones not seen were eaten by the many carnivores or have found themselves a safe and secure area to hide.
The deinosuchus and crocodiles had the biggest impact on the sauropodlet population, with new bodies in their paddocks each morning.
The Tarbosaurus, T-Rex family, and Sinotyrannus tied for second, while the podlets didn't make up a whole meal, they were a nice snack between meals.
But surprisingly, a number of the baby sauropods had been hit by the park's jeeps.
With a number of 13 fatalities and 2 more injured, the cars racked up a kill count higher than previously anticipated. But Bob wasn't worried about recording the Borealosaurus population of Isla Sorna, instead, he was in charge of making sure that the babies didn't interfere with the jobs of the employees.
It was only late morning and he had already been called to the cafeteria twice to kick out a mischievous pair of sauropods that seem to enjoy robbing from the extensive pantry. But now, he had made sure they were far enough away from the cafeteria so that he could check up on another group of Borealosaurus babies.
The savannah grass swished as a light wind weaved between the stalks.
Bob parked his jeep on the side of the path. He got out and looked out into the field.
Not too far away was the park's herd of African Elephants.
They were currently wallowing in their pool. But it wasn't just elephants that were part of the herd. If you looked closely, you could just barely make out the shapes of 3 baby Borealosaurus mingling with the herd.
There used to be 8 but 2 wandered off and the other 3 were eaten by the neighboring cheetah pair.
The three that stayed, however, seemed to have it easy, they would eat the hay and grass around them and always have the protection of the elephants if a bird tried to make a quick meal out of them. They also had fun playing with Britia, the elephant calf.
Bob grabbed a sheet of paper out from his jeep. It had dates starting from the hatching day. It was graphed in two, one labeled, seen, and another dead.
Currently, the seen section had 21 checks and the dead had 3, but Bob added two more to the dead section once seeing the fresh corpses of two baby Borealosaurus by the Cheetahs.
"I've been keeping track of the population of the hatchlings, I also keep track of the deceased. If we don't see a hatchling for a week we just mark them dead. Each hatchling has distinct markings, making it easier to identify them." Bob explained as he also added three more checks to the seen Section.
As Bob checked all the usual places to find hatchlings, Nigel is planning on celebrating the Park's major population increase.
He currently wasn't observing any Borealosaurus sauropodlets, instead, he was sitting criss-cross on the ground, leaning against a log.
He was currently in the Javelina Formation in the Alamosaurus Paddock. A couple of the park's baby Alamosaurus ran through the hollow log, popping their heads out now and then to look at the new creature in their domain.
The Alamosaurus were one of the park's most playful species, always messing with new items in their environment or playing with the employees that cared for them. Their lime-green coloring helped them to hide from their employees, which allowed for a fun game of hide and seek. But Nigel wasn't here for a game.
"To celebrate the hatching of the Borealosaurus babies, I plan to go to the Jurassic Period to rescue some of the most famous of sauropods. I had Bob build a huge exhibit to accommodate them. In the four islands that Prehistoric Park is on, this is the biggest enclosed space. I really want to get a Brachiosaurus and maybe a diplodocus. But really, I won't be picky, There are also sister paddocks for any lethal dinosaurs. I am also excited because, Lance, our head engineer, and creator of the portal has finished his new version of the portal, portal bombs.". Nigel opened a flap in his backpack and pulled out a blue bomb.
"It's pretty simple, you pull the pin, throw it on the ground, and a portal appears. To pick it back up, just reach down and press a button that turns it off. Unfortunately, they are a one time use thing, so we have to be careful not to use them too fast." Nigel explained before he walked towards his team.
Jim grabbed his jacket that lay on the sandy floor of the holding area. He grabbed it and shook the clinging sand grains.
To his left, the Elasmotherium, Sidora, snorted in his temporary corral. He was currently being medicated for a type of bug he had. He kept his eyes on the smudges that would have been the expedition team had his eyesight been better.
Ted didn't like being watched and would always look over his back to make sure Sidora didn't try to charge them.
The sound of a car engine off in the distance brought his attention back to packing.
Over the hill came Nigel. He already had his backpack ready and a full tank of gas in his jeep.
He parked the jeep off to the side. "We won't be needing that, it'd just get stuck where we are going," Nigel told another employee who then drove it away.
"Is everybody ready?" Nigel asked.
"Almost," said Jim. With one last pull, the zipper made its way to the end of the chain. Jim's backpack was filled to the brim with stuff.
"Alright, Jim come with me, Lance wants to speak with us.", the duo walked up the stairs to where Lance was working on sketches for some of his other projects.
"You wanted to speak with us?" Nigel asked. Lance looked up from his papers, "Just to make sure you knew how to work the bombs. You do don't you?".
"Yes, those demonstrations really helped," Nigel reassured.
"Well then, by all means, test my invention!" Lance said excitedly.
"Is everybody sure they are ready?" Nigel asked for the final time. He heard five 'Yeses'.
He walked through, closely followed by his team. They found themselves surrounded by lush grasslands with pine forest to their right. There were multiple streams and rivers feeding into a collection of lakes.
Small dinosaurs and pterosaurs leaped or flew over these bodies of water while turtles and fish swan along.
"Welcome to the Morrison Formation, most likely Wyoming. Around this time, it was a floodplain for the majority of the year but every now and then it has a dry season. I think we are at the beginning of a dry season." Nigel assumed.
Around him, the tips of the tall grass were browning and from where the mud line was, the water level was shrinking.
However, the receding water wasn't all bad. For some of the dinosaurs, it would make it easier to travel, dinosaurs like the ones Nigel was watching.
They had made their way to the forest, in search of younger sauropods.
The soft, marshy ground made it easy to track dinosaurs, especially when there was a whole flock of them.
In front of Nigel, a group of small dinosaurs pecked away at the seeds of some prehistoric bushes. They were the size of a dog and had huge dark eyes. They had an evergreen body with a tan striping along their body. This would probably make it easy to hide from any forest predators.
"Those are Dryosaurus, they are one of the most common non-sauropod dinosaurs here," Nigel whispered. However, even in his softest voice, he wouldn't escape the sharp hearing of the skittish dinosaurs.
One Dryosaurus, probably a sentry, sprouted out of a bush and saw Nigel and his team. The dinosaur screeched at the top of its lungs, warning the rest of the group before he ran off.
But Nigel wasn't going to give up so easily. Without any warning, he shot out at the herd and jumped onto a slow juvenile.
He easily brought it down but the little dinosaur had spirit. It used its sharp beak and strong legs to try and injure his attacker.
Jim rushed over to help by putting a sack over the Dryosaurus' head. This would calm the dinosaur down, like modern birds. Even though it took a moment, the little dinosaur gave up the struggle and succumbed.
This gave Katrina, the time to set up the portal. Not using the portal bomb since this wasn't the right kind of circumstance.
Nigel and Jim lead the Dryosaurus over to the portal then Jim grabbed the bag back.
The sudden return of light left the Dryosaurus delirious enough to run through the portal instantly.
"Well done team, now to find some sauropods," Nigel said cheerfully.
The team headed deeper into the forest in the hopes to find some sauropodlets, but they would soon realize that finding them would be harder than previously thought.
Back in Prehistoric Park, Sarah was frantically driving to the Carboniferous house, driving so fast she nearly hit a baby Borealosaurus.
Just a few minutes ago she had been called by the Carboniferous keepers that the park's Mageneura flock had suddenly died.
Maybe it was a disease, what if other creatures of the building have it too?
She parked the jeep in the parking lot then rushed through the doors. The sound of the fans pumping air into the building was loud but she didn't pay them any attention, she was in Emergency Mode.
The swoosh of the last pair of doors allowed the air to press her face. She had to take a few seconds to adjust but soon she was running to the Invertebrate section. The Arthropleura scurried out of the way, making her have to jump to keep her speed.
She rounded the corner to find three employees sitting on a bench looking out over the massacre scene.
A dozen Mageneura corpses floated in the large pond.
A Pulmonoscorpius crawled out of the bushes, she had a large blob of young, white scorpion babies.
She grabbed the nearest body and pulled it back into the bushes.
"I didn't know that the Pulmonoscorpius were breeding," Sarah said, trying to make conversation.
"Yeah, they have but none of the batches have been successful, this is her second try, the males seem to prefer the babies over anything we can give them, hopefully, the bounty of new food will satiate their hunger long enough some of the babies will survive." One of the employees said.
"Hm," Sarah said, remembering that fact. As she crouched over a dead Mageneura, the familiar humming of a live Magenerua grew above her.
When she looked up, she realized that two Magenuera were watching her from the tallest leaves.
"I thought you said that all the Magenurea died?" she looked back at the team.
"Everyone but those two, they are the youngest, do you think that has anything to do with why they survived?" the same employee asked.
Sarah rushed to the pond where the majority of the bodies were floating. She looked inside the murky water.
"One of you, can you go to my jeep and in the trunk is a test tube and a cork, grab one of each please," she said, not taking her eyes off the water.
A few minutes later, one of the employees came back and handed her the equipment.
"Do you think there is something with the water? We give it the same treatment as the rest of the building, should we change it?" she asked.
"No, there is nothing wrong," Sarah replied while she filled the test tube with the water.
She held it up to the sun, which shone through the greenhouse-style glass roof. Besides the typical debris like sand and silt, she saw little creatures gliding through the water. She then kneeled down and poured the water back into the pond.
She watched the water for a moment, making the three employees kind of uncomfortable.
"So… do you know what's wrong?" an employee said. "Yeah, there's nothing wrong, they died of old age," Sarah replied, gesturing to the bodies.
"What, all at the same time, at least that explains why the younger two are still buzzing around." One of the employees said.
"Yeah, maybe Mageneura lay eggs and then die, those two are probably too young to reproduce, and there are probably quite a few dragonfly larvae in there, so I would recommend putting a Dumfregia or two in here ." Sarah proposed.
"Alright," the lead employee stepped forward, "Do you recommend a young Dumfregia or an adult, they have laid a batch of eggs, but only a few hatched." She informed.
"Um, 2 fry should be enough to thin out the numbers," Sarah said.
She then walked out as the trio walked into the Amphibian section of catch a few fish. Hopefully, the Dumfregia won't eat all the larvae.
Back in the Jurassic, Nigel is becoming a little frustrated. The Morrison Formation should be filled to the brim with sauropods, and yet, he hasn't seen any. Granted, he is in the forest, but he should still see some sauropodlets at least.
He hasn't seen any signs of animal life since the dryosaurus flock.
But maybe his luck was about to turn around.
The forest didn't hold any treasures but maybe the floodplains would.
The tree line ended just ahead. Out in the floodplains, huge numbers of dinosaurs grazed and drank on the temporary abundance of resources.
A majority of the dinosaurs were ornithischians but a pair were in fact sauropods, but not the kind he was looking for.
A large flock of Dryosaurus scurried around the feet of two large-in-comparison long-necks. They stood at about 20 feet in height and were feasting on the leaves of a lone tree.
The tree's pine needles were browning near the ends and at the bottom was a pile of fallen needles. The Dryosaurus scrounged around in search of seeds or pine cones. But they had to be careful to not be caught under the feet of the two lumbering giants near them.
The sauropods were mostly light brown but the brown would darken as it reached the tips of their tails, feet, and neck, their neck had black stripes intermixing with the changing brown. Their heads were square for a sauropod and they had a bulky crest running down their noses.
"Those sauropods over there, eating the Brachyphyllum, are called Camarasaurus, the most common of the sauropods in the Morrison Formation, I expect to see quite a few of them on the mission." as Nigel walked, the smaller one, possibly the female, grabbed a branch full of needles and chewed them.
"Nigel, why are they chewing, sauropods didn't chew, they swallowed stones like the Borealosaurus?" Jim asked, confused.
"That is what makes Camarasaurus different, their teeth are more developed than most sauropods, this allows them to chew their food but they still need stones," Nigel informed.
Above the team, the setting sun was almost hidden by the land now.
"We will set up camp in the forest, no big predators live there," Nigel ordered.
The team set their tents up far enough away from the plains so that they could still be seen but no big predators could reach them.
As the night rolled in, the Dryosaurus joined the team in the forest while the Camarasaurus pair stayed closer to the plains, not being able to enter the forest. The sounds of prehistoric frogs and crickets slowly increased until they were a full-blown Jurassic orchestra. But this noise only helped to put the team to sleep.
In Prehistoric Park, it was high noon and the employees and animals alike were seeking out a nice place to wait out the hottest part of the day.
Sarah enjoyed the little downtime she had each day by the mammoths.
Not only because this was the coldest place in the park due to the hidden coolers scattered around, but because she had been hoping to see a step forward in the relationship of two specific mammoths.
Ever since Manny had been rescued and placed with Martha and Beth, he had taken a liking towards Martha. Since she was older and more mature than her younger companion, Beth, Martha had kept her away from the bull, just in case he got feisty.
But lately, she had been spending more time with Manny. Sarah was hoping to see some sort of mating, and then in a couple of years, Prehistoric Park could have their first baby mammoths.
The park also had a larger herd with another male. However, after wounding a young female, the employees had agreed to separate them.
Now, the other male was living alone not too far away. However, some signs have shown that at least one female was pregnant.
As the moon cast shadows in the forest, most of the team slept peacefully. However, Nigel stood in a stand up in a redwood.
He sat on a chair looking out over the camp and the forest. Out in the field, the Camarasaurus pair had settled down next to a stream out of view while the Dryosaurus had moved into the thick undergrowth deeper into the forest.
6 tents were erected in a line. Nigel was the only one who seemed to be up. Nigel was currently surveying their surroundings. Making sure they weren't about to be ambushed.
Up here, it was easy to see through the undergrowth. Nothing had stirred besides insects and rodents taking advantage of the lack of predators.
As the sounds of little creatures continued their orchestra, Nigel noticed something stirring in the bushes just outside the camp.
He grabbed his night vision goggles and looked at the rustling.
Through the green haze, Nigel saw a small rodent being chased by a dinosaur.
It had fluffy feathers that looked like fur. Its head was eggnog white while it's snout and body was a dark cinnamon color. It's underarm and tail feathers were almost as dark as the night.
The fleeing rodent had a mottled white and light grey fur coat. It was only a few feet ahead of the dinosaur. However, even though the little carnivore wasn't even as fast as the likes of Velociraptor, it was closing that gap fast.
It leaned forward, but at the last moment outstretched its arms and grabbed the unfortunate rodent and snapped its neck.
As all this was happening, Nigel was trying to get down from the tree as slowly as he could.
As his feet stepped on dried pine needles, the little dinosaur threw his prey just in case it wasn't dead. However, the corpse hit Carter's tent and woke him up.
"What the?". The sound spooked the dinosaur and caused it to jump back and hiss.
The noise spooked Carter and this caused him to thrash around. The little dinosaur jumped at the moving tent and scratched a hole in it, revealing Carter searching for a light.
It seemed that the dinosaur was getting ready to pounce but was stopped by Nigel.
He pulled the pin from the portal bomb and threw it at the attacker. The bomb clicked and a flash of blue light engulfed the dinosaur. It let out a screech of surprise and then it was gone, in Prehistoric Park for Bob to deal with him.
"What was that?" Carter exclaimed.
The commotion woke up Rachel, Katrina, and Jim who were now walking over to check out the noise. Nigel had to think for a little bit but he settled on a certain dinosaur, "I think it was an Ornitholestes. I think!" he settled.
"You think?" Rachel questioned.
"The image of Ornitholestes has changed so much over the past few years I can't make a definitive identification until we do blood tests," he explained. Rachel nodded her head and walked off to help Carter fix his tent.
Nigel decided that there had been enough excitement for the night and went to bed. But he didn't get much sleep before the sun pierced through the tall redwoods and woke everyone up. Nigel was the last one up and had a quick granola bar before packing up.
He unzipped his partially standing tent to reveal that Jim had already packed his tent and was helping Ted with his. Rachel and Carter were sitting on a fallen log eating peanut packets. Katrina was nowhere to be seen.
Not to far away from camp, the flock of Dryosaurus was making their way back out into the field where the Camarasaurus pair were feasting on a bush near the edge of the forest.
"Is everybody ready?" Katrina asked as she rounded a mossy boulder.
"Almost, Nigel and Ted just have to get their tents down," Jim answered, more fixed on making sure he got all the pins instead of the question.
Ted was wandering around, making sure that there wasn't any sign of human activity. With no visible signs, the team walked back out into the field.
The Dryosaurus had already made their way to the Camarasaurus who were still chewing away at the bush.
Behind the group of dinosaurs, a large hill erected out of the land.
"Let's head to the mountain, we can get a better scope of our surroundings, maybe there are some nests we can take some eggs from, I'm sure Bob would appreciate that more than full-grown Brachiosaurus and Diplodocus." Nigel giggled.
The team walked passed the two species and soon found themselves climbing the steep face of the mountain.
Thankfully, it wasn't too tall and soon they were at the summit. Around them, huge shrubby fields expanded as far as the eye could see and dominating those fields were mainly sauropods, while Dryosaurus, Stegosaurus, early ankylosaurs, and ornithopods weaved between the herds.
"Wow, now that is beautiful!" exclaimed Rachel, "It reminds me of Africa!" Carter added. Nigel agreed with both statements.
A low bellow, almost like a cow, resonated throughout the herds of sauropods.
Nigel thought he saw Brachiosaurus, Camarasaurus, and even an Apatosaurus followed by a large herd of Ornithopods.
The huge amounts of Dryosaurus were sticking close to the bigger herbivores, especially the bigger sauropods and Stegosaurus.
They seemed to congregate to a small spring where a nest of Dryosaurus eggs was being watched by the parents. Around them, other members of the flock had started building their own nests.
"Well Nigel, we can at least get some sauropods," Jim said behind Nigel.
"Yeah, we just have to find a dip…", "ROAR!". The screech of a Dryosaurus sounded off behind them.
The team turned around to see a trio of carnivorous dinosaurs attacking the Camarasaurus pair and Dryosaurus flock.
They stood at about 16 feet tall, just barely tall enough to reach the bottom of the Camarasuarus's necks. They had a nasal horn protruding from the tip of their snout and had an eye crest. The eye area was red and was surrounded by a thin line of dalmatian-patterned black and white. The top jaw up until the eye was a bright crimson red. Their underbelly was creamy white and faded into a mottled color. The neck and back was a dark grey, speckled with pure white.
"Ceratosaurus, the smaller of the big three Jurassic Carnivores." Nigel identified.
Two of the Ceratosaurus were attacking the Camarasaurus, who were reeling back to keep their necks away from the predator, while the other was chasing the Dryosaurus. However, it was chasing the Dryosaurus towards the team.
"Run, into the herds!" Nigel yelled.
Carter and Katrina were already ahead of him.
Nigel and Ted ran to the left while Jim and Rachel headed for a Stegosaurus.
By the time Nigel and Ted reached a log to hide behind, the Dryosaurus flock had just reached the top of the hill and were pouring into the land down below. The Ceratosaurus was not too far behind.
The sight of him caused chaos within the many herbivores. The many sauropods came together to a group. The lone Apatosaurus found himself a herd of Brachiosaurus to hide behind. The ornithopods and ankylosaur slowly made their way to hiding spots or into the lakes where the carnivores wouldn't be able to reach them. The nesting Dryosaurus stayed where they were, probably hoping that the predator wouldn't come their way.
Nigel looked out across the field and saw Katrina and Carter running alongside what looked like a Gargoyleosaurus and he thought that he could see Jim and Rachel behind a Stegosaurus, its thagomizer raised in the air, ready to attack.
The dryosaurus flock headed to the safety of a herd of Brachiosaurus. They reached the feet of the large sauropods before the Ceratosaurus could pick off the slowest member. The horned predator looked up at the long necks of the Brachiosaurus. The lead Brachiosaurus, the largest and brightest of the group, bellowed then kicked out with one of its feet, thankfully missing the Ceratosaurus.
However, it was enough to spook the carnivore away and it headed for another target.
The sound of two snarls sounded to Nigel's right.
He looked and saw that the other two Ceratosaurus had given up on the Camarasaurus and were now returning to help their packmate.
The sight of the other carnivores caused the herbivores to become even more distressed. Especially the nesting dryosaurus who had, for the most part, abandoned their eggs, save for a determined female.
The three Ceratosaurus scanned their potential victims. Nigel watched as they trained their eyes on the Gargoyleosaurus that Carter and Katrina were running along. They had waddled behind the Apatosaurus and were trying to make it to a copse of trees that would be too dense for the Ceratosaurus to follow.
The clubless ankylosaur had scutes on the front part of it's back to its head and had protruding scutes along its side. Its mostly dusty brown back didn't blend in well with the moderately lush ferns and bulrushes while it's dark leopard print underbelly seemed to disappear. The two humans hiding behind it were also sticking out like a sore thumb.
The horned dinosaurs saw this and split up, one on each side and one directly behind. With their long strides, they quickly caught up to the Gargoyleosaurus. While the Ankylosaur saw this, it didn't stop to fight, without a club, it didn't have any offensive qualities. It's only hope was to reach the forest before the Ceratosaurus. However, it wasn't meant to be.
The smallest and quickest of the Ceratosaurus intercepted the ankylosaur and knocked it on its side. Carter and Katrina jumped out of the way as the second and third Ceratosaurus came in to attack.
Ted gasped as one of the Ceratosaurus suddenly turned around and ran for the two humans. It seemed that Katrina and Carter were done for, even at their fastest, they couldn't outrun a fully grown Ceratosaurus. Behind them, the other two Ceratosaurus had successfully killed the Gargoyleosaurus.
Katrina tripped over a log, taking Carter down with her. The pair turned around to face the incoming Ceratosaurus. Katrina and Carter closed their eyes as the Ceratosaurus was right on top of them.
Their attacker opened its mouth but before it could take a chunk out of Katrina, a hissing roar sounded from inside the forest.
The Ceratosaurus stopped their attack and stared into the darkness. The sound must have meant something really bad was coming because it was enough to spook the determined Dryosaurus from her nest for the protection of the group. However, her group had ran away at the sound of the hiss.
It had also caused the many other herbivores to run away. The Brachiosaurus and Camarasaurus made their way to a protective lake where the Apatosaurus was squatting. Other Gargoyleosaurus, Stegosaurus, and ornithopods alike all stampeded for the forest, taking in the Camarasaurus duo from before. One of them had a bite mark on its chest but other than that, they seemed relatively fine.
Even Rachel and Jim's Stegosaurus had joined in the escape, leaving the two humans without protection.
Their only choice was to run over to Nigel and Ted where they too hid behind the log.
The three Ceratosaurus and two humans were still staring out into the forest farther away from the group. The bushes and trees parted to let a large dinosaur emerge. It stood on its two legs, looking from Katrina and Carter, to the Ceratosaurus, and then at the Gargoyleosaurus carcass.
It let out another hissy roar before heading towards the carcass.
The Ceratosaurus that was about to eat Katrina and Carter returned to its companions to help to try and protect their kill.
The assailant had a green back with black stripes, like a leopard frog. Above its eyes, a red crest protruded and ran down the snout for a bit. Its underbelly was a tan brown.
Katrina pulled Carter further away, slowly, so to not get the attention of the fighting carnivores.
Nigel looked back at the fighting dinosaurs.
The assailant bit down on the back of one of the Ceratosaurus and pulled back, like a saw. From his left, the smallest Ceratosaurus bit at the green dinosaur's foot. The attacker lifted it's left foot and kicked at the little Ceratosaur, scratching its face.
"Nigel, that's an Allosaurus right?" Ted asked, behind him. "Yeah, see how it bites and then tears, Allosaurus didn't have that strong of a bite force so its teeth were much more cerated. They attack like a saw." Nigel replied.
The Allosaurus had dropped the Ceratosaurus that it was biting, and was now facing off against the two other members.
One went for the Allosaur's right arm while the other went for the neck. The Allosaurus aimed its head for the smaller one which left his neck exposed for the other one to bite down on it.
The Ceratosaurus bite force must have been high because the Allosaurus roared as blood dribbled down from the bite mark. It seemed that the Allosaurus had switched from offensive to defensive. It twirled around and smacked the smallest Ceratosaurus with its tail, making it stumble and trip over a rock, then ripped away from the last Ceratosaurus.
The smallest Ceratosaurus recovered from its fall and helped the fallen Ceratosaurus up and walked over to help its packmate chase away the Allosaurus.
The defeated Allosaur stared at its opponents, deciding if the carcass was worth it, but seeing the two little humans cowering behind a log, he decided it wasn't.
The crested carnivore turned around and glared at the two humans.
"Oh no, they're toast!" Ted exclaimed.
Nigel stood up, his legs sore from crouching for so long and ran at the battle.
Jim and Rachel followed while Ted stayed up on the hill to get a better view.
The three humans ran as fast as they could.
By now, the Allosaurus was slowly making its way towards the fallen log that hid Katrina and Carter while the three Ceratosaurus were enjoying their spoils.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Nigel yelled to try and get the attention of the Allosaurus.
However, it caught the attention of the three Ceratosaurus.
They turned around to face another threat but when they ran at the trio, Jim took care of them by sending them through with a portal bomb.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Nigel tried again. This time it worked and the Allosaurus turned away from the two cowering humans and faced the team.
It roared its hissy roar and charged, taking two steps forward before it was sent through.
"Nigel, that was our last one," Jim said behind him, checking his backpack to make sure.
"Well let's hope we won't need anymore." Nigel prayed.
Carter helped Katrina up from the ground and they walked over to their group.
Katrina had a little blood trickling from her thigh, where it seemed that she was cut by a rock.
"Are you two alright," Rachel asked.
"Ugh, way too much excitement for one day!" Katrina exasperated as she sat down.
They both were filthy and were breathing heavily.
"Nigel," Katrina looked up.
"Hm?".
"Can I go back, I REALLY want to take a shower." Katrina pleaded.
"Alright, take Carter with you." Nigel allowed. So he set up the portal and the duo walked through, much to the surprise of the employees running around the area, controlling the two new carnivore species.
As Katrina and Carter drove the monorail back to Muerta to change, Sarah was busy at The Bug House. The surviving Magenerua buzzed around the trio of humans circling a small pond. Inside, hundreds of tiny Mageneura larvae swam around, hiding in dense patches of flora or hunting the small insects that were introduced to the pond.
Next to Sarah was a light blue bucket. A small drip line was floating on the top, slowly allowing pond water to drip into the bucket.
Inside, a duo of small Dumfregia fry swam around. In order to lessen the numbers of surviving Mageneura, Sarah ordered for a number of the new Dumfregia fry to be introduced to the pond. Around her, two employees were watching the edge of the pond.
Currently, one of the surviving two Mageneura was circling the pond, diving down to take sips of water and the Arthropleura was resting on a fallen log.
Once the water was overflowing with water from the pond, Sarah decided to introduce the fry.
She slowly tipped the bucket forcing the fry out and into the pond. The confused fish swam around, even eating a few larvae right away.
Sarah turned to her backpack and grabbed a small jar. She opened the top off and stuck it into the water, capturing a small number of larvae.
"I'm taking a few larvae back to the clinic as an insurance policy, and also for some research," Sarah said as she gently returned the jar to her pack.
"Alright, if you think that the fry are eating too many larvae too fast, just return one back to the Amphibian Section," Sarah ordered. The two employees nodded in understanding.
Back in Jurassic Wyoming, the remaining members of the team climbed the hill to take a look at the remaining herbivores.
For the most part, many of the animals had run off, however, a few stayed.
The nesting flock of Dryosaurus had returned to their surviving eggs, the Apatosaurus had found a herd of Camptosaurus, and a small herd of Brachiosaurus was eating from a tree along with the two Camarasaurus. Nigel was about to walk down the hill when rumbling started from the forest where the team spent the night before. The trees parted and another Ornitholestes barked before three large forms walked out of the forest.
They were sauropods, about 20 feet long. Their tails whipped left to right while their necks swerved from left to right, surveying the new surroundings.
Blotches of white ran from the middle of their heads all along the center of their bodies to the base of their tails. The rest of their body was a bland mix of forest floor brown and green. Spikes protruded all along their backs.
"Diplodocus, both of my mission animals are here!" Nigel exclaimed.
"They seem pretty small for Diplodocus though," Jim commented.
"They are probably juveniles, this is possibly the first time they've been out of the forest," Nigel said.
"THOSE are JUVENILES!" exclaimed Ted.
The trio of Diplodocus headed for the tree that the Brachiosaurus and Camarasaurus were feeding off of. The sight of the Diplodocus forced the current sauropods to move away, letting the whippy Diplodocus feast on their own.
They each grabbed a branch and stripped the leaves off of them. The Brachiosaurus and Camarasaurus headed to the Apatosaurus and Camptosaurus.
"Well come on, let's finish this mission up." Nigel encouraged before heading down the hill straight for the Diplodocus.
"Nigel is careful, they could easily kill you!" Rachel warned. Nigel took her warning to heart and slowly walked up to face the three Diplodocus head-on.
The first one to see him left the now almost barren tree and faced the possible threat. It let out a low moan, possibly a warning.
Nigel slowly dug through his pack then placed the two poles down and waited.
By now the other two Diplodocus had joined their friend and were now transfixed on the foreign objects. The first one to investigate was the biggest one.
Its small head was the only part that Nigel needed before he turned the portal on. The remote in hand, Nigel pressed the button and the portal flared to life. The Diplodocus were even more curious now and one by one, nervously made their way through the portal until all that was left was their footprints.
"Alright Nigel, let's head home, I need a shower too." Rachel said behind him. Nigel turned around to find that his team had rescued the other animals while he was busy.
"Let's," he replied. The four of them walked through the portal home.
After some much-needed showers, Nigel returned from Isla Muerta to visit his new rescues.
The dirt road that led to the huge exhibit turned around to stop at the entrance. Nigel parked his jeep in the lot and climbed the stairs up to the catwalk that surrounded the entirety of the safari zone and sister pens. In the first sister enclosure, the Allosaurus was feasting on a cow carcass while the three Ceratosaurus were wading in a shallow part of their pool with fresh stitches on their cuts.
Not too far away, the Camarasaurus pair were walking around the lake while the Brachiosaurus, Apatosaurus, and Camptosaurus were having fun swimming around.
The three Diplodocus or Ornitholestes could not be seen from Nigel's position but he had other surprises. Two small Rhamphorancids were perched on the railing not too far away
Their bodies were covered in fluff like penguins. The majority of their bodies were midnight black however their head crest, which spanned the entirety of their head, was a silvery grey with light brown streaks in the middle. The tips were also silvery grey which seeped into patterns on the wings. The tail was nowhere near as long as the Rhamphoranchus from Germany but were still long. Little sharp teeth protruded from both jaws, like needles.
"Not gonna lie, I have no idea what they could be," Nigel confessed.
"Harpactognathus!" shouted a worker who was in the area, she smiled at Nigel as he shied away, embarrassed.
As Nigel scouted out for the Diplodocus, Sarah was busy in the laboratory.
In a little petri dish, two little larvae squirmed away from the bright light.
"I've been doing some tests on the larvae I took from the pond. What I've learned, thanks to the sacrifice of a couple of larvae, the water must be between 55 to 70 degrees Fahrenheit or 13 to 21 degrees Celsius. Also, they can't have too much direct sunlight, and they are very cannibalistic." Sarah read off her notes.
She took the little petri dish from the light and placed the two larvae back in a small tank that held their brothers and sisters.
Bob looked out at the T-Rex enclosure. Besides the usual Sauropodlet carcass, the body of a familiar T-Rex lay motionless in the center of the field. Her brown and white skin was covered in the crimson red color of blood which smeared the ground under her for yards in all directions.
In the forest, Matilda was looking at the body of Jane, blood on her too. Flies were already attracted to the lifeless body.
"Merry Christmas Prehistoric Park," Bob said under his breath.
Next time on Prehistoric Park:
Nigel decides to refrain from a mission to take care of the creatures he currently had
Nigel walked past the corpse of Jane
While Sarah, Suzanne, and Bob team up to figure out what happened to Jane
Sarah, Suzanne, and Bob circled around a table
And can a surprise snowstorm spell disaster for the park
A human tumbles down an icy hill.
All next time on Prehistoric Park!
Animals Rescued:
3 Diplodocus (2 males 1 female)
6 Brachiosaurus (3 males 3 females
2 Camarasaurus (1 male 1 female)
1 Allosaurus (female)
3 Ceratosaurus (1 male 2 females)
1 Ornitholestes (male)
2 Harpactognathus (1 male 1 female)
1 Apatosaurus (male)
5 Camptosaurus (2 males 3 females)
35 Dryosaurus (6 males 11 females 18 unknown)
Hey guys, Cowpie here, sorry this took a little longer to get out but this chapter accidentally got really long.
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Have an on-par day!