Author's rant: ARGH! I hate high school! It isn't as bad as I thought but it creates a seriously bad mood at times... Or maybe it is just being back to school that had me cranky earlier... Oh well. I feel that writing about dinosaurs will help my attitude. Did I mention that I have a serious dinosaur passion? ^_^ Same goes for writing so those of you who enjoy my work have no fears. I will always write. Well. What do you think of the story so far? Like the charas? Hate the charas? Have a gripe about how I portray a chara? Let me know with a reveiw! Oh and this is a longer chapter. Basically you're gonna find out where the f*ck my charas came from.
Chapter 9
"Stop it!"
Alan turned as a voice he never heard rang through the mist. A small boy, no more then ten at the most, burst out of the fog.
'Another child!?" Alan's mind screamed in disbelief. He could hardly accept that both Julia and Eric were Alive but now this? A ten year old? That was impossible. His mind knew this. However there was something more implausable to him going on.
The pteranadon was hesitating! It had been ready to strike them and now seemed to be rethinking it.
Just as it decided that attack was the best course of action, another voice sounded.
Alan, who was holding the now half conscience at best Billy, recognized the voice. It was Julia. She shouted to the pteranadon to back off as well. But even Alan knew that the real message wasn't in her words. It was in how she voiced them. Her voice held something threatening, and disciplinary in it.
The pteranadon knew that voice. It also knew that tone and decided it best to find another meal.
Eric stared, mesmerized, as the young pteranadons fed on the flesh of a young gallimimus. The babies were now ignoring him while mere seconds earlier they had been trying to eat him. There were some parts of him, his legs especially, the had bits of flesh torn out. He tentatively touched a small gash on his chin and winced at the stinging sensation.
"I don't suppose you want this back...." Julia said, picking up Eric's InGen jacket that the babies had torn from him and shredded before realizing it wasn't food.
Eric turned to her, still slightly dazed. It seemed that in seconds he had gone from running from a spino to running from pteranadons. The rush soon wore off him though. He'd lived like this roughly two monthes now.
"You're hair..." He said, pointing to the hair on the right side of her face. That one bit of her hair was now just below her eye rather then just above her shoulder. There was a small scratch at about the same place under her right eye to go with it.
"It fought back." She said nodding to the gallimimus, shyly. She was unused to being asked questions out of concern. Tory, her only human companion, a mere child, never asked and earlier Eric had been like her: unconcerned with such things.
"Eric! Eric, are you okay son?" Paul's voice called out.
"He's fine!" Julia ansewered for Eric. "Tory, take them around to the other catwalk! We'll meet you there!" She shouted, obviously talking to the small boy.
Julia didn't wait for a reply before starting to walk in the opposite direction. She stopped when she realized Eric wasn't with her. She turned to him and gave him a slightly frusterated look and then walked back to him and grabbed his hand and started dragging him behind her. Glancing back at him she saw a strange look on his face.
"What...?" She asked solemnly.
Eric stared at her a moment, suprised. She didn't even know why this would in some way be embarassing? "Nothing." He said awkwardly, and then he followed her.
The two climbed over some rocks that were almost like stairs and other parts of their path they had to climb down before they reached the man-made walkways.
"Eric!"
The teenager turned as he stepped onto another catwalk. He barely had his foot on the metal for a full second before his mother was practically strangling him in a hug.
'It sure didn't take long for me to turn into a normal, parental affection-rejecting teenager again...' Eric thought, slightly amused but clearly not happy about how his mother, and now father as well, were gushing over him.
Alan cleared his throat to get their attention. Primarily Mr. Kirby's, because Billy was unconcious and not exactly easy to carry and Alan didn't expect a woman like Amanda to move an inch away from her son now that she had him back.
The boy who had led the adults to Eric and Julia stepped out from behind Alan. His hair was reddish brown and fairly light, and his eyes were a hazel color. His lips parted into a smile upon seeing Julia. He seemed... Normal compared to her and Eric. Sure he was a bit strange from time on the island, that much could be seen b the way he looked at other people. But he acted as if he'd lived a safe life.
"Julia," Alan said, "There is a barge..."
Julia narrowed her eyes slightly. Billy was hurt and she wasn't certain the barge was still safe. It had been years since she had even thought about it.
"You're leaving the island?" Tory asked excitedly. "Can we go too?" He asked Julia after recieving a nod from the others.
"... Alright. We'll go with them if they say it is ok."
Eric watched her carefully as she spoke. She clearly had reservations about trying something like this. Eric couldn't understand not wanting to leave but Julia had definetly survived with a very different method. Besides it may not be she didn't want to leave. Something just might have her thinking it would work out very well in her mind.
"Well, this way to the river." Julia said, leading them across the catwalk and down other twisting path of cliff wall and stairs.
The going was tough with Billy's injury but as he slowly regained consciencness it became easier. By the time they were at the jungle floor he was able to walk on his own. Although he still seemed a bit disoriented.
The party headed for a large gate that led to the barge.
"Oh wait!" Tory said. "That old tooth brush-"
"You won't need it, Tory." Julia said with a slightly exhasperated tone. It was tinted with affection though and the party slowly began to see she was more prone to showing emotion towards those she was used to. Or, in Eric's case, those she felt could take care of themselves.
Tory didn't seem to mind being interuppted. Julia was prone to answering questions before the speaker was finished and the two obviously lived together. God only knew what conditions the two had lived under in order to survive.
"What was that Tory said about tooth brushes?" Eric said, desperate for conversation. He sat across from Julia on the back of the barge while Paul, Amanda and Troy were at the helm and Alan and Billy were attempting to patch up their friendship at the front.
"InGen left a lot of stuff behind." Julia said, just as grateful for a break in the silence as Eric. "There are some things I wish they'd left behind besides tooth brushes but oh well."
Eric gave a half smile. "I would've killed for a tooth brush."
Julia felt some part of her let the smile be returned. "I know what you mean. I would come back to the aviary after going out for food and being desperate for that damn tooth brush."
Eric smiled back and then there was another pause. Neither quite knew what to say. The other was the only one on the planet who really understood the other and the other experiences and they could barely carry out a conversation.
Pulling out a scrap of cloth from a pocket, Julia handed it to Eric and said in a blank tone: "You're chin is bleeding."
Eric took the cloth and smiled slightly. Just because she sounded like she had no emotion meant nothing. He could see all sorts of hints in her actions that she was very fond of him, his parents and the two paleontologists. The others hadn't survived by reading animals movements so they didn't catch what he did. Tenderly he placed the cloth against his chin.
Not wanting another moment of silence, Eric decided to ask the question he really had on his mind. "Julia... The pteranadons *listened* to you... Why...?"
"That makes for a fairly long story..."
"We have time."
Taking a deep breath Julia began her story.
"Myself, Tory and Lee-Lee died a few years ago- came to the aviary a long time ago. Tory was two, myself five and Lee was fifteen."
"You would have been here since the accident on the first island then!" Eric said in a hushed whisper, so as not to alert his parents.
"Before actually." Julia said softly. "I'll explain that later...
"When we got there the adult pteranadons were all dead thanks to the lysine contingency."
"Lysine contingency?"
"I read about it in some InGen reports. It is designed to kill the animals unless they recieve a vaccine by InGen. For some reason some animals survived but none of the ones in eggs were affected. Dilophisaurus is extinct now because of this. Anyways we found the pteranadons dead and decided to stay where we were. The first day I stumbled on a nest. The eggs were practically hatching when I got there. And I was the first thing they saw so..."
"You became mom." Eric finished.
A distant smile crossed Julia's lips. "I never was sure I liked that word... But yes. However I think they sense I was different from them as they matured though. they started revering me. When more eggs were laid they insisted I be the one they reconize as mother. It didn't make sense... Another word I am not sure about: God. Thats how they saw me I think."
"... How did you even get here...?" Eric said, unable to bottle up the question he wanted answered more then any other.
"... Promise not to tell Tory first..."
"Alright." Eric promised, finding her request odd.
Julia nodded her head slowly and then started to tell about her darker past. "InGen had the technology and knowledge to clone dinosaurs but they didn't have mastery of it. They needed to... practice..."
Eric's shoulders tensed. He could sense what was coming now. Every part of his mind screamed to try and convince him that she was just joking. But every bit of him knew she wasn't. Her face, her eyes especially, told him that she was dead serious and he knew a certain amount of time on this island gave a person a relatively firm grasp on reality.
"One doctor, a real mad scientist type, decided to try cloning humans. We were abandoned when the InGen people cleared out. Our names we got from InGen workers ID cards..." Julia said as she trailed off upon seeing the shocked expression Eric wore.
"Didn't Tory ever... well ask?"
"... Tory asked Lee once. Lee said he'd tell him later and then never came back. Tory didn't ask again."
Sensing that he'd upset her with his last question, he decided to change the subject, or try to. Taking the cloth from his chin he smiled.
"Stopped bleeding."
Julia smiled again, letting herself go slightly. "Glad to hear it."
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Another authors rant: Well this was long! ^_^ Well reveiw please. I am gonna have the other charas conversations in the next chapter. Billy and Alan especially. Well anywho if you think it is far-fetched that the "mad scientist" would just randomly want to clone humans I plan on a continuation fic that explains about that. ^_^ Well I hope you still wanna read after this. Peace ya'all!
Chapter 9
"Stop it!"
Alan turned as a voice he never heard rang through the mist. A small boy, no more then ten at the most, burst out of the fog.
'Another child!?" Alan's mind screamed in disbelief. He could hardly accept that both Julia and Eric were Alive but now this? A ten year old? That was impossible. His mind knew this. However there was something more implausable to him going on.
The pteranadon was hesitating! It had been ready to strike them and now seemed to be rethinking it.
Just as it decided that attack was the best course of action, another voice sounded.
Alan, who was holding the now half conscience at best Billy, recognized the voice. It was Julia. She shouted to the pteranadon to back off as well. But even Alan knew that the real message wasn't in her words. It was in how she voiced them. Her voice held something threatening, and disciplinary in it.
The pteranadon knew that voice. It also knew that tone and decided it best to find another meal.
Eric stared, mesmerized, as the young pteranadons fed on the flesh of a young gallimimus. The babies were now ignoring him while mere seconds earlier they had been trying to eat him. There were some parts of him, his legs especially, the had bits of flesh torn out. He tentatively touched a small gash on his chin and winced at the stinging sensation.
"I don't suppose you want this back...." Julia said, picking up Eric's InGen jacket that the babies had torn from him and shredded before realizing it wasn't food.
Eric turned to her, still slightly dazed. It seemed that in seconds he had gone from running from a spino to running from pteranadons. The rush soon wore off him though. He'd lived like this roughly two monthes now.
"You're hair..." He said, pointing to the hair on the right side of her face. That one bit of her hair was now just below her eye rather then just above her shoulder. There was a small scratch at about the same place under her right eye to go with it.
"It fought back." She said nodding to the gallimimus, shyly. She was unused to being asked questions out of concern. Tory, her only human companion, a mere child, never asked and earlier Eric had been like her: unconcerned with such things.
"Eric! Eric, are you okay son?" Paul's voice called out.
"He's fine!" Julia ansewered for Eric. "Tory, take them around to the other catwalk! We'll meet you there!" She shouted, obviously talking to the small boy.
Julia didn't wait for a reply before starting to walk in the opposite direction. She stopped when she realized Eric wasn't with her. She turned to him and gave him a slightly frusterated look and then walked back to him and grabbed his hand and started dragging him behind her. Glancing back at him she saw a strange look on his face.
"What...?" She asked solemnly.
Eric stared at her a moment, suprised. She didn't even know why this would in some way be embarassing? "Nothing." He said awkwardly, and then he followed her.
The two climbed over some rocks that were almost like stairs and other parts of their path they had to climb down before they reached the man-made walkways.
"Eric!"
The teenager turned as he stepped onto another catwalk. He barely had his foot on the metal for a full second before his mother was practically strangling him in a hug.
'It sure didn't take long for me to turn into a normal, parental affection-rejecting teenager again...' Eric thought, slightly amused but clearly not happy about how his mother, and now father as well, were gushing over him.
Alan cleared his throat to get their attention. Primarily Mr. Kirby's, because Billy was unconcious and not exactly easy to carry and Alan didn't expect a woman like Amanda to move an inch away from her son now that she had him back.
The boy who had led the adults to Eric and Julia stepped out from behind Alan. His hair was reddish brown and fairly light, and his eyes were a hazel color. His lips parted into a smile upon seeing Julia. He seemed... Normal compared to her and Eric. Sure he was a bit strange from time on the island, that much could be seen b the way he looked at other people. But he acted as if he'd lived a safe life.
"Julia," Alan said, "There is a barge..."
Julia narrowed her eyes slightly. Billy was hurt and she wasn't certain the barge was still safe. It had been years since she had even thought about it.
"You're leaving the island?" Tory asked excitedly. "Can we go too?" He asked Julia after recieving a nod from the others.
"... Alright. We'll go with them if they say it is ok."
Eric watched her carefully as she spoke. She clearly had reservations about trying something like this. Eric couldn't understand not wanting to leave but Julia had definetly survived with a very different method. Besides it may not be she didn't want to leave. Something just might have her thinking it would work out very well in her mind.
"Well, this way to the river." Julia said, leading them across the catwalk and down other twisting path of cliff wall and stairs.
The going was tough with Billy's injury but as he slowly regained consciencness it became easier. By the time they were at the jungle floor he was able to walk on his own. Although he still seemed a bit disoriented.
The party headed for a large gate that led to the barge.
"Oh wait!" Tory said. "That old tooth brush-"
"You won't need it, Tory." Julia said with a slightly exhasperated tone. It was tinted with affection though and the party slowly began to see she was more prone to showing emotion towards those she was used to. Or, in Eric's case, those she felt could take care of themselves.
Tory didn't seem to mind being interuppted. Julia was prone to answering questions before the speaker was finished and the two obviously lived together. God only knew what conditions the two had lived under in order to survive.
"What was that Tory said about tooth brushes?" Eric said, desperate for conversation. He sat across from Julia on the back of the barge while Paul, Amanda and Troy were at the helm and Alan and Billy were attempting to patch up their friendship at the front.
"InGen left a lot of stuff behind." Julia said, just as grateful for a break in the silence as Eric. "There are some things I wish they'd left behind besides tooth brushes but oh well."
Eric gave a half smile. "I would've killed for a tooth brush."
Julia felt some part of her let the smile be returned. "I know what you mean. I would come back to the aviary after going out for food and being desperate for that damn tooth brush."
Eric smiled back and then there was another pause. Neither quite knew what to say. The other was the only one on the planet who really understood the other and the other experiences and they could barely carry out a conversation.
Pulling out a scrap of cloth from a pocket, Julia handed it to Eric and said in a blank tone: "You're chin is bleeding."
Eric took the cloth and smiled slightly. Just because she sounded like she had no emotion meant nothing. He could see all sorts of hints in her actions that she was very fond of him, his parents and the two paleontologists. The others hadn't survived by reading animals movements so they didn't catch what he did. Tenderly he placed the cloth against his chin.
Not wanting another moment of silence, Eric decided to ask the question he really had on his mind. "Julia... The pteranadons *listened* to you... Why...?"
"That makes for a fairly long story..."
"We have time."
Taking a deep breath Julia began her story.
"Myself, Tory and Lee-Lee died a few years ago- came to the aviary a long time ago. Tory was two, myself five and Lee was fifteen."
"You would have been here since the accident on the first island then!" Eric said in a hushed whisper, so as not to alert his parents.
"Before actually." Julia said softly. "I'll explain that later...
"When we got there the adult pteranadons were all dead thanks to the lysine contingency."
"Lysine contingency?"
"I read about it in some InGen reports. It is designed to kill the animals unless they recieve a vaccine by InGen. For some reason some animals survived but none of the ones in eggs were affected. Dilophisaurus is extinct now because of this. Anyways we found the pteranadons dead and decided to stay where we were. The first day I stumbled on a nest. The eggs were practically hatching when I got there. And I was the first thing they saw so..."
"You became mom." Eric finished.
A distant smile crossed Julia's lips. "I never was sure I liked that word... But yes. However I think they sense I was different from them as they matured though. they started revering me. When more eggs were laid they insisted I be the one they reconize as mother. It didn't make sense... Another word I am not sure about: God. Thats how they saw me I think."
"... How did you even get here...?" Eric said, unable to bottle up the question he wanted answered more then any other.
"... Promise not to tell Tory first..."
"Alright." Eric promised, finding her request odd.
Julia nodded her head slowly and then started to tell about her darker past. "InGen had the technology and knowledge to clone dinosaurs but they didn't have mastery of it. They needed to... practice..."
Eric's shoulders tensed. He could sense what was coming now. Every part of his mind screamed to try and convince him that she was just joking. But every bit of him knew she wasn't. Her face, her eyes especially, told him that she was dead serious and he knew a certain amount of time on this island gave a person a relatively firm grasp on reality.
"One doctor, a real mad scientist type, decided to try cloning humans. We were abandoned when the InGen people cleared out. Our names we got from InGen workers ID cards..." Julia said as she trailed off upon seeing the shocked expression Eric wore.
"Didn't Tory ever... well ask?"
"... Tory asked Lee once. Lee said he'd tell him later and then never came back. Tory didn't ask again."
Sensing that he'd upset her with his last question, he decided to change the subject, or try to. Taking the cloth from his chin he smiled.
"Stopped bleeding."
Julia smiled again, letting herself go slightly. "Glad to hear it."
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Another authors rant: Well this was long! ^_^ Well reveiw please. I am gonna have the other charas conversations in the next chapter. Billy and Alan especially. Well anywho if you think it is far-fetched that the "mad scientist" would just randomly want to clone humans I plan on a continuation fic that explains about that. ^_^ Well I hope you still wanna read after this. Peace ya'all!
