Author's note: Fanfiction.net has been totally messing with me! I tried to change my e-mail addy and they kept me locked out for so very long.... Well, at least I am back now! After careful consideration, listening to many a voice of reason, and just plain old getting sick of putting this off I have come to my conclusion. For real this time. No cruel cliffies just a resolution to this whole "Should Amanda Kirby get dead?" issue.
Chapter 18
Paul Kirby barely managed to cry out before a raptor jumped on him, mouth open and razor sharp teeth ready to tear his flesh. A small gasp of shock escaped the man as Julia's foot slammed into the side of the raptors head. The motion of the knife the girl had used just the previous morning to kill a gallimimus was a mere blur as she slashed the raptors throat. Eric stood holding the raptor claw he'd stolen, trying to keep the raptors that had stayed behind back. As he pulled himself swiftly from the ground, Paul could see it was a futile and desperate attempt to stay alive a few more seconds.
He was racking his brains, trying to think of some way to at least get his son away when two sounds reached his ears. One music to his ears and one his worst fear. Rather then looking up like most of the raptors and humans did to see the helicopter, he turned to see Amanda, badly slashed with a raptor standing over her, looking up curiously at the helicopter. At the same time almost every raptor looked to Alan. The alpha male let out a cry, and they scattered.
Alan, stood bewildered for a moment before turning to Billy, whose left arm had a number of bite marks in it and then to Paul. His stomach knotted when he saw the man lift his barely breathing wife. If he and Eric hadn't have gotten so excited when they heard the sound of the surf this wouldn't have happened.
"We better go..." Julia said, her voice quaked slightly. The few scratches she was definitely not the cause for the audible shaking in her voice. The others nodded and they took off running, Eric trying to slow down a bit so he could keep pace with his father and bleeding mother.
Julia and Eric sat alone in the small corner of the ship that had saved them not speaking. They were both waiting for someone to give them some news of Eric's mother. He dared not go near the room they had taken her to. Every so often Julia opened her mouth to try and say something encouraging but she knew he wasn't listening and that whatever she said would probably be false. While his head was bent in thought, or perhaps pain, Julia watched the hall they would be coming from with concern. She would be able to tell before they even got to them what the result of the raptor attack would be. After what seemed like the thousandth false alarm of some random person walking through that hall, Julia looked back to Eric, who was still acting as if his shoe laces were more important then what was happening.
"Is this my fault?" He blurted out, his voice cracking a bit. His eyes stung as burning tears threatened to pour out of his eyes.
"It isn't anyone's fault Eric..." She replied in a gentle but firm whisper. "There are consequences we can't foresee for everything we do. You know that. You'd be dead if you didn't..."
"But this isn't fair!" Eric cried out.
Julia again remembered hearing him crying for help that first night he was on the island and shuddered. The anguish she'd heard in his voice then was nothing compared to this. Looking down to her own feet which were directly next to Eric's, Julia slowly replied. "You would be dead if you didn't know nature wasn't always fai-"
"You can't even look at me when you say that.... Why should I take it seriously...?"
Julia looked back to him, feeling slightly hurt but remaining understanding anyways. Survival can be very dependent on patience and that was an important lesson. "Nature will never be what we understand to be fair... You know that and I know that. It's not fair that Amanda might-will probably-" she whispered, trying to be honest," die after what she has done... I can tell from what Billy told me that she broke a few laws, not to mention endangered herself with no thought other then saving you... I would like nothing better then for her to get what she deserves and lives but ... things don't work that way...."
"....You only believe that because Tory died." Eric said harshly, watching the sting of the words register onto her dirty face. He felt as if his chest were a blackhole, the inevitable hollow feeling after saying something like that. Julia was the only person who could really comprehend his feelings after he spent so much time surviving Jurassic Park and he'd just said the one thing that would probably cut her off from him. If there was one thing he knew it was that he didn't want to lose anyone after what had happened. He couldn't help that his mother would probably never make it off this ship alive or, if he was lucky, completely whole but he could do something to keep Julia with him. "Juls, I-"
"Don't want to be alone?" She finished. He said nothing but managed a weak, apologetic smile. Suddenly Julia's muscles tensed, causing Eric to turn his head to see one of the doctors who was working on his mother approaching. His throat tightened when he saw the look on that mans face. The doctor stopped a few feet away. Eric refused to look at the man, already knowing what news he brought. Were it not for the dull roar of the ships engines the two teenagers acute hearing would have picked up the anguished cries of Paul Kirby.
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Are you happy now!?!? ::whimpers:: Now I am gonna go into a deep blue funk. I did that for Tory and Aeris of Final Fantasy 7 and man was it scary. Or was it funny? Maybe pathetic? Oh well. Anywho I feel bad, Ginger and Lightbulby and I know you wanted me not to end Mrs. Kirby and for so many great reasons but this is how it turned out unfortunately.... I totally agree with your thoughts on her and how misunderstood she is but this is just how it had to be I guess.... For those of you who hate her so I hope you're crying now! J/K. Those of you who wanted this damn thing to get resolved (to kill or not to kill I mean) thank Rambi. They kinda got it through to me that it can be done and that I shouldn't hesitate to write this part. Although I was pretty darn uncertain about it. I hope all of you who didn't hate Amanda continue to read and reveiw and don't hate me for this.
Chapter 18
Paul Kirby barely managed to cry out before a raptor jumped on him, mouth open and razor sharp teeth ready to tear his flesh. A small gasp of shock escaped the man as Julia's foot slammed into the side of the raptors head. The motion of the knife the girl had used just the previous morning to kill a gallimimus was a mere blur as she slashed the raptors throat. Eric stood holding the raptor claw he'd stolen, trying to keep the raptors that had stayed behind back. As he pulled himself swiftly from the ground, Paul could see it was a futile and desperate attempt to stay alive a few more seconds.
He was racking his brains, trying to think of some way to at least get his son away when two sounds reached his ears. One music to his ears and one his worst fear. Rather then looking up like most of the raptors and humans did to see the helicopter, he turned to see Amanda, badly slashed with a raptor standing over her, looking up curiously at the helicopter. At the same time almost every raptor looked to Alan. The alpha male let out a cry, and they scattered.
Alan, stood bewildered for a moment before turning to Billy, whose left arm had a number of bite marks in it and then to Paul. His stomach knotted when he saw the man lift his barely breathing wife. If he and Eric hadn't have gotten so excited when they heard the sound of the surf this wouldn't have happened.
"We better go..." Julia said, her voice quaked slightly. The few scratches she was definitely not the cause for the audible shaking in her voice. The others nodded and they took off running, Eric trying to slow down a bit so he could keep pace with his father and bleeding mother.
Julia and Eric sat alone in the small corner of the ship that had saved them not speaking. They were both waiting for someone to give them some news of Eric's mother. He dared not go near the room they had taken her to. Every so often Julia opened her mouth to try and say something encouraging but she knew he wasn't listening and that whatever she said would probably be false. While his head was bent in thought, or perhaps pain, Julia watched the hall they would be coming from with concern. She would be able to tell before they even got to them what the result of the raptor attack would be. After what seemed like the thousandth false alarm of some random person walking through that hall, Julia looked back to Eric, who was still acting as if his shoe laces were more important then what was happening.
"Is this my fault?" He blurted out, his voice cracking a bit. His eyes stung as burning tears threatened to pour out of his eyes.
"It isn't anyone's fault Eric..." She replied in a gentle but firm whisper. "There are consequences we can't foresee for everything we do. You know that. You'd be dead if you didn't..."
"But this isn't fair!" Eric cried out.
Julia again remembered hearing him crying for help that first night he was on the island and shuddered. The anguish she'd heard in his voice then was nothing compared to this. Looking down to her own feet which were directly next to Eric's, Julia slowly replied. "You would be dead if you didn't know nature wasn't always fai-"
"You can't even look at me when you say that.... Why should I take it seriously...?"
Julia looked back to him, feeling slightly hurt but remaining understanding anyways. Survival can be very dependent on patience and that was an important lesson. "Nature will never be what we understand to be fair... You know that and I know that. It's not fair that Amanda might-will probably-" she whispered, trying to be honest," die after what she has done... I can tell from what Billy told me that she broke a few laws, not to mention endangered herself with no thought other then saving you... I would like nothing better then for her to get what she deserves and lives but ... things don't work that way...."
"....You only believe that because Tory died." Eric said harshly, watching the sting of the words register onto her dirty face. He felt as if his chest were a blackhole, the inevitable hollow feeling after saying something like that. Julia was the only person who could really comprehend his feelings after he spent so much time surviving Jurassic Park and he'd just said the one thing that would probably cut her off from him. If there was one thing he knew it was that he didn't want to lose anyone after what had happened. He couldn't help that his mother would probably never make it off this ship alive or, if he was lucky, completely whole but he could do something to keep Julia with him. "Juls, I-"
"Don't want to be alone?" She finished. He said nothing but managed a weak, apologetic smile. Suddenly Julia's muscles tensed, causing Eric to turn his head to see one of the doctors who was working on his mother approaching. His throat tightened when he saw the look on that mans face. The doctor stopped a few feet away. Eric refused to look at the man, already knowing what news he brought. Were it not for the dull roar of the ships engines the two teenagers acute hearing would have picked up the anguished cries of Paul Kirby.
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Are you happy now!?!? ::whimpers:: Now I am gonna go into a deep blue funk. I did that for Tory and Aeris of Final Fantasy 7 and man was it scary. Or was it funny? Maybe pathetic? Oh well. Anywho I feel bad, Ginger and Lightbulby and I know you wanted me not to end Mrs. Kirby and for so many great reasons but this is how it turned out unfortunately.... I totally agree with your thoughts on her and how misunderstood she is but this is just how it had to be I guess.... For those of you who hate her so I hope you're crying now! J/K. Those of you who wanted this damn thing to get resolved (to kill or not to kill I mean) thank Rambi. They kinda got it through to me that it can be done and that I shouldn't hesitate to write this part. Although I was pretty darn uncertain about it. I hope all of you who didn't hate Amanda continue to read and reveiw and don't hate me for this.
