New Worlds
AvalonReeseFanFics
A/N: And Hello again my wonderful readers. Are you guys ready for the Jurassic Park 2 part? Cause it starts now. There are literally six parts to this particular year so I hope you guys enjoy this. It's not going to be in Una's perspective, but everyone else's. Which includes her Raptor mummy, so get ready for that. As always don't forget to leave a review and I'll see you guys next week.
Chapter 6 – The Sickly Sixes part 1
Cathy's parents had decided to take her on the cruise vacation on the family yacht in the middle of the year. It meant taking her out of school and bringing a tutor onto their yacht, which was horrible in her opinion. If she was going to be stuck dealing with school work, she'd rather have her school friends over boat crew and her parents.
They had come across what her mother called a cute little set of islands, so they had dropped anchor to have a little beach side picnic on the closest one.
The crew had gone onto the beach first, set everything up and then she and her parents were taken over next. Her mother, however, had been worried that she was coming down with something. She had felt a little bit like she might have a cold, she had a bit of a temperature and a frog in her throat, but she wasn't that sick. And definitely not sick enough to miss a picnic.
Her mother had thought that she would need to stay back and rest but she wasn't about to pass up going onto a beach. She wanted off of this boat, like there were no words to how much she wanted to put as much space between her and everyone she had been cooped up with over the last few weeks.
So, she had taken the cold medicine and the aspirin her mother had been pushing on her and then she got to go to the beach too.
Her mother, however, was still annoying her. Hovering over her, like she was a child when she was very much not. She was a whole eight years old, she was not a little girl anymore. She took her corned beef sandwich and went wandering as soon as she could to get away from her mother.
She liked walked on the beach squidging her toes in the sand and she kept walking farther and father away from where her parents had set up their patio furniture.
She walked until she came up to this jungle area. Obviously, this island was mostly jungle but this was where the sand merged with the trees, and there was a clear pathway that lead to a kind of field before there were more trees and clearly the proper jungle began.
If she wasn't barefoot she might have wanted to go exploring see if she found some monkeys or a cool bird or something. However, as soon as she saw grass she knew that she could step on something and cut her foot and then her mom would never let her out of her sight again.
She was standing there taking small nibbles on her sandwich because eating it fast meant she'd have to go back quicker and she didn't want to do that.
But then the bushes in front of her began to move and she backed away. Her first thought was some sort of jungle cat or a big gorilla but that wasn't what came out.
It was a girl. A girl with wild, bum long brown hair. She was covered in mud and she had this great dirty sheet wrapped around her. Well, it looked like part of a sheet or a blanket. She wasn't sure what color it was supposed to be, all she saw was brown, mud brown and a something else brown.
Otherwise she was completely naked.
She had sticks and leaves in her hair. She had cuts and scabs and thin white scars all over her body.
Her blue eyes were wide, too wide, like she was purposely holding them too wide. Like Cathy did when she was having staring contests with her daddy.
The girl was crouched down and leaning a little forward, but she too was watching Cathy, her eyes going up and down and eventually she rose. At first she was hunched over but the more she stared at Cathy, with this weird head swivel motion, she began to straighten.
Like she was copying her.
When the trip first started, her parents made her tutor give her a project that had her doing research on Costa Rica and a little report on what she learned. Thought it would be a fun precursor to this trip. New Flash it wasn't.
But she had learned about the natives, who ran around in tribal outfits and lived in huts. Maybe this girl with her dirty brown sheet, her overly browned skin and her weird head swivel was a native.
"Hello," Cathy said cheerfully. "My name's Cathy, what's yours?"
But the girl just stared at her. Maybe she didn't speak English?
"Hello?" she tried again.
The girl narrowed her eyes and bit and then said: "Huh… low…." Like she was trying out the word. Like it was the first time she had every tried talking. "Heh-lo."
"Do you live here?"
The girl took a hesitant step forward, she sniffed at her. reached a hand out and then touched her dress right by her hip.
Her fingers left dirt stains on her white summer dress and Cathy quickly began to brush it off lest it stained.
"Don't touch me!" she ordered. "You're dirty get away."
But the girl was suddenly braver she got right into Cathy's face and began to pet her. Her fingers went into her hair and felt at her cheeks. Cathy had to shove her away from her.
"Stay away from me!" she cried.
Behind her the bushes began to move again this time followed by chirrups of something small. The girl made a sound back. Like some kind of bark. In fact, she moved away from the bushes entirely.
And then a little lizard popped out.
It looked a little bit like a large lizard-chicken. It was a lime green and only came up to her knees. It was fragile looking, like if she were to kick it, it would break all its bones.
The other girl was growling but the little lizard came right up to Cathy.
"Is this your pet?" she asked, though she didn't know why she did, it wasn't like the girl understood her. "Hello, there. Are you hungry?"
She pulled a little piece of her sandwich apart and offered it to the little lizard. "Take a bite?"
She was kneeling, waiting for it to come forward, which it did. And then it swiftly pulled the piece of meat from her hands.
"See, isn't it good?"
All through this, the other girl had been watching the bushes. She reached out for her again but Cathy swatted her off.
"I said go away."
And at that she did. The little savage girl disappeared into the bushes, and actually climbed up into the trees.
Cathy shook her head. She hadn't wanted to play with the savage girl anyway. She was much more interested in showing her parents what she had found.
She turned around to call for them. "Mummy, Daddy! Come see this! I found something!"
When she turned around again there were more of them. A whole flock of them. All surrounding her.
She got up and they crowded around her feet. "Are you looking at this?" she asked. "I don't think there's enough to go around."
But she threw the rest of her sandwich at them, and while that distracted some of them it didn't distract all of them. The rest of them all began to jump and nip at her.
And they hurt. They were taking little chunks out of her. She screamed, trying to get away from them, but they got in between her legs and knocked her over.
They then knocked her down. And once on her back they swarmed her.
There in the trees Cathy could see the girl, crouched on a branch. Those blue eyes watching, unfeeling.
She did not come down to help.
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Bipeds were on the island. One biped. But bipeds were pack animals so it wouldn't be alone for long.
Normally hunting a biped would be fun, but with Una asking more and more about bipeds since finding out she was one, since meeting a hatchling around her age, Rela decided to just move the nest as far away from the nest this biped had made as possible.
But then the storm hit the island.
The same kind of storm that took her first clutch away from her. She had immediately taken Una away from the trees and then didn't sleep. She had Una make her nest of leaves and then she stood over top of her.
But even with Rela protecting her, without the protection from the trees her little hatchling got soaking wet. In the morning Una had shaken herself dry and followed her mother through the jungle, as Rela didn't want her left on her own. Especially since this particular new biped was female and straying away from her nest. Very far away from her nest.
She was following around certain dinosaurs, particularly a herd of stegosauruses.
But Rela had her own irrational fears. Like this biped would find Una and try to take her as her own. And Rela was not going to let that happen.
Now Una and her little legs usually couldn't keep up with the pack, but she was never this slow. In fact, it got to a point where Rela had to carry her. That wasn't like Una who had been working extra hard to prove that she was grown up like the others.
When they got to the new nesting site, she had put Una down and the little girl gathered up a bare minimum of leaves and just lay down.
She kept clearing her throat, it hurt, she eventually told her mother. Rela kept having her drink and though drinking cool water made her feel better it didn't take the thickness out of her throat. And when the thickness wouldn't leave the coughing got worse.
Rela had curled up against her hatchling that night as the nest she had made was not done well enough to keep her warm. But Rela didn't have to worry, Una had been warm the whole night, though her body often shivered like she was cold.
The following morning, Una was coughing more and more, she was too tired to wake up with the others but Rela had a hunt to organize. She figured, a sleepy Una, would be an Una who didn't get into trouble.
So she took the pack on a hunt hoping that Una would be better when she got back.
The problem was she had not gotten better.
When they returned after eating their fill, Rela thought she would be the first to check on Una, but she wasn't. Roc got to her first.
As if that wasn't worrying. Roc was not a fan of Una.
Roc was carefully sniffing around her. Rela had only left Una for a little while, but her little hatchling was still lying on the leaves she had put together the night before. It looked like she hadn't moved at all.
"Has she not awoken?" Rela asked.
Roc was not the raptor she left with Una, so she was surprised to find him there. To find his snout pressed to her forehead.
"She's hot," Roc said. "Is she supposed to be that hot?"
Rela copied the motion, putting her snout to her forehead, the other side away from where Roc had been exhaling his hot breath all over her.
But she was.
She was hot.
So much more hot than before Rela went on that hunt.
Something was wrong. Very wrong.
Her little hatchling coughed. This wet hacking painful sounding cough and when she was done she groaned. She curled into herself shivering. Like she was cold? How could she be so cold when her temperature was so high?
"She's… she's sick, isn't she?" he asked. "A biped illness, no doubt. How do we fix something we don't know about? What if she can give I to us? Or the other young?"
See, these were all good points.
They needed to do something though. If Una had gotten that sick in such a small amount of time, this was only going to get worse from here.
She knew what she was going to have to do too, she just didn't want to. But she'd have to. She'd have to, and to save her hatchling she'd do anything.
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There had been argument about this plan, but it was the only thing that Rela could think of. Una needed help, biped help, and they had a biped on the island.
It would be foolish to leave her as is, to think that they could fix something like this. So taking her to someone who would know was the other option Rela had. She also knew that she couldn't just show up in that camp with her hatchling. She was a predator, this biped was prey, she might not help Una if she knew what she was.
They found the second-skin structure that the biped was nesting in and for a while they just stared at it.
Rela couldn't carry Una with the sheet anymore, she was too big. It had taken the other raptors lifting her up and putting her onto Rela's back, and Roc standing on one side and a different raptor on the other, to keep her up there.
They waited to see if it moved. If the biped came out of it's nest at the smell of them. But it didn't.
They knew it was in there, they could smell it.
Carefully she made her way, with Roc at her side, and then carefully lowered herself to the ground so Una could drop without getting too hurt.
Rela stood over her for a moment, watching the way her hatchling shivered and a string of wet coughs erupted from her again. The coughing had woken the biped, they could hear it moving in it's strange nest.
They couldn't stay there, couldn't be found with her, so her and Roc all ran back to the bushes, waiting, watching.
She watched as the biped came out of it's second-skin structure. Watched her find Rela's hatchling, rushing to her side looking her over and then around clearly unaware of how a hatchling had just appeared in her nest.
Rela was forced to watch as the biped took her hatchling into her second skin, cradling her to her chest looking ever much like the rightful mother to Rela's hatchling.
She reminded herself that she didn't have a choice. Her hatchling was sick, and this biped would know how to fix her.
And she better hope she did save her hatchling. Because if Una died that biped would be next.