15. THE LANDING SITE
Based from the movie Jurassic Park 3 written by Peter Buchman, Alexander
Payne, and Jim Taylor
Wednesday, July 13, 1999 Isla Sorna, Forest
Grant and Billy quietly ran through the thick brush, toward where they thought the moan was coming from.
"Alan," Billy said.
"Yeah, Billy," Grant said.
"Um, You don't think we'll find any dead kids do you," Billy said.
"Let's hope not," Grant said. "As much as I hate that Paul guy."
Billy then saw something in a tree. "Alan, up there," Billy said with excitement.
Grant looked up where Billy was pointing. It was about seven feet up in a tree. It was what looked like to be some kind of parasail.
"Do you think someone might be up there," Grant asked.
"There's only one way to find out," Billy replied. "Come on."
"Billy, Stop," Grant yelled. He could sense something. Grant wasn't sure what it was, but there was something strange going on. He felt like something was there, watching them. Grant had gained a keen sense for picking up things like this on a little safari in his native land of Australia. After spending a week in an area filled with who knows what kind of creatures, you start to change yourself.
"What," Billy said looking around surprised.
"I think we are in very deep trouble," Grant whispered in a dark tone.
"What are you-" Billy asked, being cut off.
"Stand very still," Grant said.
The two men stood there, waiting to hear something. but nothing happened.
"Billy when I say to, head for that tree," Grant commanded. "And I mean run. I will do the same. You go up the left side and I'll go up the right side."
"Okay," Billy replied. "Just say when."
"One. two. GO," Grant yelled to Billy. Billy and Grant made a mad dash toward the tree. About halfway up, an animal jumped out of the brush, and leaped at Grant's leg. It bit Grant's leg, but he managed to kick it off and climb out of harm's way.
"I knew it," Grant said looking down at the green animal with twin crests on its head.
"Mm. your leg," Billy said shocked.
"It's okay," Grant said. "I guess Dilophosaurs aren't usually very forgiving."
"That is a Dilophosaur," Billy asked, surprised. "It looks a lot greener then I would've pictured.
"An adult from the looks of it," Grant said. "This animal does have a poisonous venom that it can spit. Watch out for it."
"Yeah, I remember you telling me about that," Billy said, remembering what his mentor had told him about the animals a year ago, when Grant finally got up enough nerve to tell him about the trip to Isla Nublar. It was a scary story that Grant had told him. Lots of people ended up dead mainly because of the Velociraptors. Great people like John Hammond, and Henry Wu, which he knew had all been killed. Billy never told Grant that he knew them personally, because he'd have to go into deep detail about the fact that Hammond and he were related and how he'd helped Hammond at one time. Also that he even knew about Jurassic Park before it was even under construction. Grant just wouldn't understand why he never told him.
Grant suddenly remembered something important about the Dilophosaurs. "Shit!"
"What," Billy asked alarmed.
"The spit isn't the only way to poison someone," Grant replied. "You can also get poisoned through them biting you! This isn't good."
"Don't worry Alan," Billy replied, trying to calm Grant down. "I'm sure there's some kind of antidote or something, right?"
"I believe I remember on the first island that there was an antidote that you could get from somewhere," Grant replied breathing heavily. "We'll have to find a lab or something. What I don't get is why in Ian Malcolm's book, he doesn't talk at all about Dilophosaurs."
"Maybe he just didn't see them when he was here," Billy suggested.
Grant shook his head. "I find that very unlikely. Don't you remember what the island looked like when we were flying over it? It's an extremely small island. Hell, I think Nublar was bigger then this island. Probably because this place was only for the genetic testing."
Billy smiled. "So you did read Malcolm's book after all, huh?"
"Well," Grant began, "I just wanted to see how badly he ripped me off."
Billy tried to change the subject to make Grant a little more comfortable. "Let's try and see if there's anything in this parasail." Billy started searching through the parasail. Grant joined him as soon as caught his breath. He was afraid that he was going to die of Dilophosaur poison if they weren't quick enough to find something. He was thinking back about what he'd learned about Dilophosaur poison, and he remembered that it was made of seven different toxic enzymes. However that wasn't going to help him with finding the antidote. All that was going to do was make him worry even more. He guessed that he had thirty minutes to an hour to live. That wasn't very comforting.
"Well I don't see anyone," Grant said looking through the parasail. "To tell you the truth, I'm having a hard time seeing period."
Billy looked at Grant in remorse. He felt extremely horrified for his mentor right now. He wanted to try and do something to help him, but he didn't know what. Then something came to him. "Do you think it would help if I sucked the poison out?"
Grant looked at Billy like he was extremely irritated. "Dilophosaur poison has about seven different toxic enzymes in it. It would probably kill you instantly. If that stuff were transported orally, you wouldn't survive the first ten seconds. Nice idea though, although I would've gotten someone else to do it."
"What is that supposed to mean," Billy asked, feeling irritated as well.
"Just don't worry about it Billy," Grant replied.
"No," Billy said. "I know what it was about. It's because I'm gay right!"
"I told you to forget it," Grant commanded.
"Listen," Billy began, "I'm sorry that I kissed you. I couldn't help it alright! That's just the way I am. I'm sorry! God damn it! Why do you always have to be such a damn homophobic all the time!"
Suddenly the Dilophosaurus below started honking angrily at the two men in the tree.
Grant sighed. "I told you to drop it! Now that damn Dilo has been roused from your screaming!"
"And now you're screaming too," Billy screamed back.
"Just shut up," Grant said, trying to calm down. "Let's just hope that that thing doesn't start spitting at us. So let's just get back to the parasail."
"Ok," Billy said, taking a breath. "This is obviously where they landed right?"
"Yeah," Grant replied. "They landed here and left the parasail for some reason."
The two could see the Dilophosaur below them trying to jump up and grab a hold of the tree with its claws. It was unsuccessful however. The Dilo would just fall back to the ground and get back up again.
"Just like a dog," Grant said smiling. "We're the cats, and he's the dog."
"Hey look at this," Billy said grabbing what looked like a camcorder.
"Does it still work," Grant asked.
"The battery's dead," Billy replied.
Grant sighed as he looked at the battered camera. It looked like something had tried to destroy it or something because several wires were exposed on the exterior. Grant handed the camcorder back to Billy. "Ok let's get out of here."
"How do you suppose we do that with a Dilophosaur down there, still trying to find a way up here," Billy asked. "I just hope that it won't be able to get a good hold on the tree and climb up to us."
"I have a feeling that while we are here, we will see much worse then this," Grant said. Neither man dared to move from the tree while the Dilophosaur continued to pace around looking at them and snarling.
* * *
Marty Guitierrez stopped and gestured for the other people to be quiet. Ahead, a Tyrannosaur, this one much smaller then the other that had killed the Carnotaur, was bending down, its head in the plane wreckage. It made a low bellow, and the plane was slightly picked up from the ground. Exasperated from the lack of food, the Rex stormed off, dropping the plane back to the ground.
Guitierrez gestured for them to move forward after a few moments passed. "We've all gotten pretty dirty. If any of you want to change, you have a few minutes till we move back in the direction of Grant and Billy," Guitierrez said. "Mr. Udesky, make sure you hold on to that gun. We will be needing that."
Udesky nodded and they continued forward.
Inside the plane, Guitierrez, Ben, Nash, and Udesky looked for supplies. Meanwhile, the Kirbys took out the extra pair of clothes they had packed. Amanda went to the other side of the plane and took her shirt off. Paul came around to the same place to see Amanda only had a bra on. "Oh, I'm sorry," he turned around and took his shirt off.
"It's ok, Paul. Its nothing you haven't seen before," she laughed, putting on a new shirt. "You look . . . thinner," she noticed. Paul put his new shirt on. "You look good."
"I've learned to swim. I used to hate it, I know. But I've lost twenty-five pounds," Paul replied. "And you look good too." Awkwardly, they left each other and came around to meet Guitierrez and the others.
Ben was fiddling around with his briefcase. "I can't believe this thing."
"What's wrong," Amanda asked.
"I can't get the thing open" Ben replied.
Amanda walked over to him and they both started pulling on opposite sides of the briefcase. Everyone around them were amused by this and laughed as Amanda and Ben continued to pull. Finally the thing opened, however it was a messy sight to see. Amanda fell on the ground in one direction, with Ben Talon going to the ground in the other. Everything in the briefcase went flying into the air and landed on the ground around all of them. Udesky continued to laugh as he helped Agent Talon to his feet. Paul walked over and helped Amanda up. They were both extremely embraced.
Guitierrez looked at all of the stuff that had come flying out of the briefcase. There were some important documents here and there, a few manila folders, and some clothing. Guitierrez noticed something extremely interesting. He started laughing again as he picked up a jock strap.
"Well Mr. Talon," Guitierrez said smiling, "this is quite interesting."
Everyone looked at what was in Guitierrez's hand and started busting out in laughter.
Ben became extremely embraced as he ran over to Guitierrez and snatched the article of clothing away from him. "You just keep your hands off my property!"
"Sorry about that," Guitierrez smiled. "What was it that you were looking for anyway?"
"Well I needed to change cloths for one thing," Ben replied. "I seriously don't want to have to run from dinosaurs in this nice suit the whole time we're on this blessed island! And I was looking for my journal. That is the thing that I'm going to use to document everything that Biosyn does on this island. Now I need a few minutes to myself, so just leave me alone!"
"Oh, don't get your jock strap all up in a bunch now," Nash said laughing. Once again everyone started laughing.
"Very funny," Ben said. "You just wait till Biosyn shows up. I won't help any of you if you get in trouble with them." Ben turned around and started picking up everything that fell out of the briefcase. After several minutes of him picking things up, and everyone else continuing to laugh at him, Ben went behind the plane and started changing.
"There's not much left here worth taking, but we were about to find a few things that might be useful," Guitierrez announced.
"I packed a few sandwiches. We can split them," Udesky said, pulling the food out of his backpack. He broke it into pieces and gave some to each person. They all ate happily, not realizing how hungry they really were until just then. None of them had eaten anything since they'd left Choteau.
Ben Talon came back around the side of the plane a completely different person. He now looked like a punk or something. He was wearing a pair of baggy cargo pants, a button shirt that was unbuttoned with a wife beater underneath, and he had but some type of hair gel in his hair to make it look wet. He was also now wearing some black boots.
"You look like you're seventeen years old now," Amanda said smiling. "My how clothing can change someone's appearance."
"Hey," Ben said, "don't start joking about my cloths. My wife and daughter bought them for me to wear whenever I needed them."
"Well it that case," Amanda said, "they're very nice."
"Thank you," Ben said.
At that point there was a loud roar. Guitierrez whirled around. He heard the large thumps start again. In a few moments, the Tyrannosaur that had been inspecting the plane before was staring right at them.
"This time let's not be idiots. Nobody move. I mean it," Guitierrez whispered. "If this animal sees us here it'll have us for dinner."
The Rex stared at them, its nostrils moving in and out. Loud inhales and exhales were heard as the animal moved its head from side to side for several moments. Guitierrez realized it was very hard for the terrified Kirbys not to run. In the blink of an eye, the animal crouched down and whacked the plane with its head. It rolled toward the humans. Guitierrez and company ran in the other direction to avoid the plane from slamming into them. Then, they stopped once again. The Tyrannosaur moved forward and sniffed them some more. It let out a frustrated roar. It hit the plane once again. This time it kept rolling.
It used the plane to chase the humans through the jungle while Amanda yelled Dr. Grant's name. They ran as fast as they possibly could. Before long the trees began to break. Ahead, the ground dropped. A cliff.
"To the right," Guitierrez yelled. Everyone moved off to the right and continued to run at full speed as the plane rocketed off the cliff and went soaring into the valley below. When it finally crashed, it exploded into several pieces.
Still running, they heard the Tyrannosaur give out an angry growl and retreat. Guitierrez nodded and they quickly started back in the direction of Grant and Billy.
* * *
Alan Grant and Billy Brennan sat staring at the Dilophosaur in disgust. Suddenly the two men heard Amanda Kirby's high-pitched voice, in the distance, screaming out their names. The Dilophosaurus turned away from its prey in the tree, and went toward Amanda's voice at full speed.
"She sure has some pipes on those lungs," Billy said.
"They're going to get killed," Grant yelled.
"Oh, God your right," Billy said. "Hey, I have an idea." As the Dilophosaurus ran off, Billy quietly took the parasail and went down to the ground and rolled it up. Billy then climbed back up the tree again.
"You stay here," Billy said. "I'm going to go pick up the others."
"Be careful," Grant said concerned for his apprentice.
Billy smiled. "Don't worry. I'll be fine."
Billy climbed all the way to the top, his head peering out of the jungle canopy to see a lot of Isla Sorna's landscape. He got as high up as he could, and he saw the meadow where the others were. He jumped off and threw the pulley. The sail successfully came out, and he soared over the canopy toward the meadow. This was a great release for Billy. He hadn't had the chance to do any parasailing for quite a long time.
On the way there, Billy noticed two things. One of them looked like a high and small shelter, not ten kilometers from them. He then noticed a large building and several small huts in the distance. He wondered if Eric could possibly be there.
Billy approached Guitierrez, Ben, Udesky, Nash, and the Kirby's. He wasn't going very fast, due to the low wind speed. Billy swooped down toward them.
"Follow me," Billy yelled. "There's a high shelter in this direction!"
"Billy," Amanda said, looking up confused.
"Hurry for God-sakes," Billy yelled. "You are in danger!!"
"Let's do what he says," Udesky said.
Guitierrez, Ben, Udesky, Nash, Paul, and Amanda ran while Billy went on the parasail. They all came out of the trees in a small part of the clearing where what looked like to be a trampled road was and a large, black spray painted structure stood on struts nearby. They all safely climbed the struts to the top and got inside. The Dilophosaurus came out of the jungle at high speeds, and it saw that its prey was safe from it. The animal blew off some steam and left. Billy landed his sail in the high structure, or at least on it. He started to fall down from the structure, but Amanda grabbed his arm and pulled him over into the Hide.
"Thank God," Billy said.
"No, thank you," Amanda said." Who did you find?"
"Ms. Kirby," Billy said, trying to be calm about this.
"Oh my God. no. not Eric," Amanda said in a horrified tone.
"No," Billy said. "All we found was this sail and a destroyed camera. Here it is."
Billy handed them the camera. Amanda stared at it. "This is my camera! I let them borrow it for the trip here."
"The batteries are dead in it though," Bill informed her.
"Wait a minute," Udesky said. "Let me have the camera.
Amanda, confused, handed him the camera. Udesky took out his flashlight and unscrewed the top. He took a battery out and went to work on putting the batteries from the flashlight to use.
"Please hurry," Amanda said.
"Give him some time hunny," Paul said.
"I've got it," Udesky said, with excitement. He pulled the camera out from his body and up so that everyone could see what was on the little screen.
**** Camera ****
On the camera was Eric Kirby throwing a Frisbee on the beach. "Here it comes!" The Frisbee went right at the camera and hit it a little. Eric laughed. "You were supposed to catch it."
Camera switched to a parking lot with Ben Hildebrand walking toward the camera. "Here let me have that baby. Come on, let me have the..."
Camera switched to Ben and Eric hanging from the parasail and the boat was right below them.
"You see anything yet," Eric asked.
"No, not yet," Ben replied.
"What was that," Eric asked, in alarm.
Camera then showed the destroyed boat below with the blood all over it.
Camera then showed the two landing in a tree with a crashing thud.
"Ok," Ben said, feeling more alive. "I'm going to unhook you. All you have to do is hold out your hands to keep your face from smacking the ground. Ok buddy?"
"Why are you unhooking me," Eric asked frightened.
"I can't get my end unhooked," Ben replied. "Once you're down there, I'll have more room to move around. Ok?"
"Alright," Eric said, half-heartedly.
"Ok," Ben said. "One... two... three..."
Suddenly the hook unclasped and Eric fell to the earth below. He hit the ground with a thud.
"You ok," Ben asked.
"Yeah," Eric replied standing slowly.
"Alright," Ben said. "Hold on. I'll be right down."
"So they're both still alive," Paul said. "Thank God."
"That thing that just came after us," Amanda said. "Did it attack you guys?"
Billy nodded his head, in a slow manner. "Alan was bitten by it and its bite is poisonous. We've got to try and find some medication that can cure it or he'll be dead before the end of the hour."
Amanda turned around and started crying.
"I'm. sorry. I'm sorry about Dr. Grant getting bitten," Paul said putting his arms around Amanda.
"It's not Grant," Amanda replied with a low tone pushing Paul away. "It's Eric and Ben. They're here alone and probably scared!"
"You shouldn't worry yourself like that Mrs. Kirby," Billy said. "At least they're still together."
"She has no reason to worry," Paul said. "But that makes me worry more. I hate that man being around my poor son here alone."
"Paul would you please-" Amanda started, being cut off.
"Come on, I saw a large compound about a quarter of a mile from here." Billy cupped his hands over his mouth and yelled, "Alan!"
They waited a few moments for a response to come. Then from inside the forest they heard Grant's voice from a distance. "What," he yelled.
"We're in a high structure a few yards away from you," Billy yelled. "Get out of the tree and run to us!"
"We wait for Alan here," Billy said. "He'll be along in a moment."
"What's this," Guitierrez said picking up a piece of paper off of the ground.
Billy walked over. "It's just a bunch of notes and times. Someone really wanted to talk about all of the herbivores out there." Billy pointed to the animals out in the valley.
They all looked out over-looking the giant valley where the airplane had landed earlier... where Cooper had died. Ahead of them, there was a long field full of tall yellow grass. There was a herd of Maiasauria grazing. Some of them were light green colored with black spots on them and yet others were purple colored with yellow blotches. Billy guessed the colors distinguished male and female. Either way, all the animals had red crests forming at the upper lip bone and nasal bone. They made extremely deep noises that were hard to hear.
For some reason the rest of the group started to get out when Billy heard a low thundering that seemed to be coming closer. He put his hand up for them to stop. "Everyone stay up here. How many times do I have to tell something to you people before you get it?" The rest of the team walked over to him to look out of the hide where he was looking.
Suddenly, three C-130 military cargo planes Thundered overhead and roared toward the island interior, flying very low. The planes were enormous and fat-assed creatures, their rear cargo doors hanging open. In the hide Nash found a pair of binoculars on the floor of the structure. The members of the little group hid on the floor of the structure and peered out of the small areas in the floor and sides, watching as the planes banked and circled over a specific spot. Nash raised the pair of binoculars back up again. "It says Biosyn on the side of that chopper. I don't get it, did you call for another team, Paul?"
"Of course not," Paul said. "I wish I called them though, cause it looks like they've got some major league toys in those crafts."
"Are you people brain dead or something," Ben said. "Or were you just born stupid? Why did I come on this trip and fund this trip in the first place? I came here to investigate Biosyn and stop them from what they're doing."
"Well it looks like you got what you wanted," Billy said. "Would you like for us to just go on down there and say 'get your asses out of here before we decide to show you how stupid we can be'?"
"I resent that remark," Paul said.
"I know you do," Billy said.
"Alright," Ben said, trying to stop a fight from starting in this small structure. It was very crowded up there seeing as which there were seven people in the hide. He really didn't want a shoving fight or something to start, because someone would end up getting hurt and he was sure that it would be him. "I understand that we only have one weapon and about eight people. I know that we don't stand a chance without the rest of our weapons, but that stupid tyrannosaur destroyed them, so we have no choice but to wait this out until we have the perfect opportunity to strike."
"So we're not going to go down there and start a war on their asses," Nash asked, very saddened by this occurrence.
"If you want to take on about twenty heavily armed animal trackers, you can go right ahead," Ben replied. "I sure as hell won't stop ya."
Down below, huge metal equipment containers were shoved out the back of the cargo bays. They snapped off trees like matchsticks, crushing flat anything foolish enough to exist where they wanted to land. Fourteen men poured out the rear of the plane; their low-altitude parachutes billowing open behind them.
"I think we'd better avoid these areas all together. We'll go stay on the other side of the island," Billy decided and everyone nodded rapidly in agreement.
"That is until we can find some more fire power," Ben said. "We will be taking care of them soon enough. I assure you of that."
"High hide," Udesky said as he read something on the side of the structure.
"What," Billy asked, turning away from Ben.
"The side of this structure says High Hide," Udesky replied. "Created by Thorne Mobile Field Systems. Nash and I know that company don't we buddy? We've gotten a lot of supplies from there in the past for some of the operations that we've done. This thing is quite nice. I'll have to go see Jack and talk to him about making one for us. What do ya say Nashy?"
"That is if we get off this island we will," Nash replied.
"That's true," Udesky said, sighing.
"If that thing is from Thorne's warehouse, then that means that it's not meant to be on this island," Billy said. "Ian Malcolm must have brought it here when he came."
"Then that also means that these are notes written by Richard Levine," Guitierrez said. "I better take these back to him."
"All of this still doesn't explain what those people are doing here," Amanda asked.
"I know exactly what these people are doing here," Ben said. "They're here to take animals off the island, and back to the mainland."
* * *
Alan Grant then came out of the foliage running toward them. He was limping a little in the leg that was bitten. Everyone saw him and climbed down from the High Hide.
"While I was flying over to you guys to warn you about the Dilo, I saw a building," Billy said. "Maybe your son is there."
"Yeah, yeah he probably is," Paul said, with excitement
"What did you call that thing," Amanda asked.
"Dilophosaurus. meat eater. spits a blinding venom into its prey's eyes," Grant replied.
"Well. Billy, you said you saw a building," Amanda asked.
"Yes, it's that way," Billy said, pointing to his right. "I would say that if we follow that road there, we'll reach it. The road was probably built just to be able to get to that place."
"Well let's go," Grant said. "If Eric and Ben are anywhere, that is where they'll be."
"Okay, well, c'mon," Paul said, still excited.
Billy came up to Grant's side as they walked. "We have a problem."
"What could possibly be wrong now," Grant asked.
"While we were in the High Hide, new people showed up and get this, they work for the Biosyn Corporation," Billy implied. "I guess Mr. Talon was right about them coming here."
Grant stopped and stared at Billy. "My God," he said, in a worried voice. "This is not good."
"I know," Billy said. "There's not much we can do about it until we can get some more weapons. Even Ben said that. All we can do is hope that we don't run into any of them while we're here until we've gotten some fire power."
"Believe me Billy," Grant said, starting to walk again, "we'll run into them. No doubt in my mind about it. And when we do, they better not mess with us."
"What are you saying," Billy asked. "Are you saying that we're not going to stop them?"
"Oh Billy, we'll stop them no matter what it takes. They're not taking animals off this island," Grant said. "You can take that to the bank."
Payne, and Jim Taylor
Wednesday, July 13, 1999 Isla Sorna, Forest
Grant and Billy quietly ran through the thick brush, toward where they thought the moan was coming from.
"Alan," Billy said.
"Yeah, Billy," Grant said.
"Um, You don't think we'll find any dead kids do you," Billy said.
"Let's hope not," Grant said. "As much as I hate that Paul guy."
Billy then saw something in a tree. "Alan, up there," Billy said with excitement.
Grant looked up where Billy was pointing. It was about seven feet up in a tree. It was what looked like to be some kind of parasail.
"Do you think someone might be up there," Grant asked.
"There's only one way to find out," Billy replied. "Come on."
"Billy, Stop," Grant yelled. He could sense something. Grant wasn't sure what it was, but there was something strange going on. He felt like something was there, watching them. Grant had gained a keen sense for picking up things like this on a little safari in his native land of Australia. After spending a week in an area filled with who knows what kind of creatures, you start to change yourself.
"What," Billy said looking around surprised.
"I think we are in very deep trouble," Grant whispered in a dark tone.
"What are you-" Billy asked, being cut off.
"Stand very still," Grant said.
The two men stood there, waiting to hear something. but nothing happened.
"Billy when I say to, head for that tree," Grant commanded. "And I mean run. I will do the same. You go up the left side and I'll go up the right side."
"Okay," Billy replied. "Just say when."
"One. two. GO," Grant yelled to Billy. Billy and Grant made a mad dash toward the tree. About halfway up, an animal jumped out of the brush, and leaped at Grant's leg. It bit Grant's leg, but he managed to kick it off and climb out of harm's way.
"I knew it," Grant said looking down at the green animal with twin crests on its head.
"Mm. your leg," Billy said shocked.
"It's okay," Grant said. "I guess Dilophosaurs aren't usually very forgiving."
"That is a Dilophosaur," Billy asked, surprised. "It looks a lot greener then I would've pictured.
"An adult from the looks of it," Grant said. "This animal does have a poisonous venom that it can spit. Watch out for it."
"Yeah, I remember you telling me about that," Billy said, remembering what his mentor had told him about the animals a year ago, when Grant finally got up enough nerve to tell him about the trip to Isla Nublar. It was a scary story that Grant had told him. Lots of people ended up dead mainly because of the Velociraptors. Great people like John Hammond, and Henry Wu, which he knew had all been killed. Billy never told Grant that he knew them personally, because he'd have to go into deep detail about the fact that Hammond and he were related and how he'd helped Hammond at one time. Also that he even knew about Jurassic Park before it was even under construction. Grant just wouldn't understand why he never told him.
Grant suddenly remembered something important about the Dilophosaurs. "Shit!"
"What," Billy asked alarmed.
"The spit isn't the only way to poison someone," Grant replied. "You can also get poisoned through them biting you! This isn't good."
"Don't worry Alan," Billy replied, trying to calm Grant down. "I'm sure there's some kind of antidote or something, right?"
"I believe I remember on the first island that there was an antidote that you could get from somewhere," Grant replied breathing heavily. "We'll have to find a lab or something. What I don't get is why in Ian Malcolm's book, he doesn't talk at all about Dilophosaurs."
"Maybe he just didn't see them when he was here," Billy suggested.
Grant shook his head. "I find that very unlikely. Don't you remember what the island looked like when we were flying over it? It's an extremely small island. Hell, I think Nublar was bigger then this island. Probably because this place was only for the genetic testing."
Billy smiled. "So you did read Malcolm's book after all, huh?"
"Well," Grant began, "I just wanted to see how badly he ripped me off."
Billy tried to change the subject to make Grant a little more comfortable. "Let's try and see if there's anything in this parasail." Billy started searching through the parasail. Grant joined him as soon as caught his breath. He was afraid that he was going to die of Dilophosaur poison if they weren't quick enough to find something. He was thinking back about what he'd learned about Dilophosaur poison, and he remembered that it was made of seven different toxic enzymes. However that wasn't going to help him with finding the antidote. All that was going to do was make him worry even more. He guessed that he had thirty minutes to an hour to live. That wasn't very comforting.
"Well I don't see anyone," Grant said looking through the parasail. "To tell you the truth, I'm having a hard time seeing period."
Billy looked at Grant in remorse. He felt extremely horrified for his mentor right now. He wanted to try and do something to help him, but he didn't know what. Then something came to him. "Do you think it would help if I sucked the poison out?"
Grant looked at Billy like he was extremely irritated. "Dilophosaur poison has about seven different toxic enzymes in it. It would probably kill you instantly. If that stuff were transported orally, you wouldn't survive the first ten seconds. Nice idea though, although I would've gotten someone else to do it."
"What is that supposed to mean," Billy asked, feeling irritated as well.
"Just don't worry about it Billy," Grant replied.
"No," Billy said. "I know what it was about. It's because I'm gay right!"
"I told you to forget it," Grant commanded.
"Listen," Billy began, "I'm sorry that I kissed you. I couldn't help it alright! That's just the way I am. I'm sorry! God damn it! Why do you always have to be such a damn homophobic all the time!"
Suddenly the Dilophosaurus below started honking angrily at the two men in the tree.
Grant sighed. "I told you to drop it! Now that damn Dilo has been roused from your screaming!"
"And now you're screaming too," Billy screamed back.
"Just shut up," Grant said, trying to calm down. "Let's just hope that that thing doesn't start spitting at us. So let's just get back to the parasail."
"Ok," Billy said, taking a breath. "This is obviously where they landed right?"
"Yeah," Grant replied. "They landed here and left the parasail for some reason."
The two could see the Dilophosaur below them trying to jump up and grab a hold of the tree with its claws. It was unsuccessful however. The Dilo would just fall back to the ground and get back up again.
"Just like a dog," Grant said smiling. "We're the cats, and he's the dog."
"Hey look at this," Billy said grabbing what looked like a camcorder.
"Does it still work," Grant asked.
"The battery's dead," Billy replied.
Grant sighed as he looked at the battered camera. It looked like something had tried to destroy it or something because several wires were exposed on the exterior. Grant handed the camcorder back to Billy. "Ok let's get out of here."
"How do you suppose we do that with a Dilophosaur down there, still trying to find a way up here," Billy asked. "I just hope that it won't be able to get a good hold on the tree and climb up to us."
"I have a feeling that while we are here, we will see much worse then this," Grant said. Neither man dared to move from the tree while the Dilophosaur continued to pace around looking at them and snarling.
* * *
Marty Guitierrez stopped and gestured for the other people to be quiet. Ahead, a Tyrannosaur, this one much smaller then the other that had killed the Carnotaur, was bending down, its head in the plane wreckage. It made a low bellow, and the plane was slightly picked up from the ground. Exasperated from the lack of food, the Rex stormed off, dropping the plane back to the ground.
Guitierrez gestured for them to move forward after a few moments passed. "We've all gotten pretty dirty. If any of you want to change, you have a few minutes till we move back in the direction of Grant and Billy," Guitierrez said. "Mr. Udesky, make sure you hold on to that gun. We will be needing that."
Udesky nodded and they continued forward.
Inside the plane, Guitierrez, Ben, Nash, and Udesky looked for supplies. Meanwhile, the Kirbys took out the extra pair of clothes they had packed. Amanda went to the other side of the plane and took her shirt off. Paul came around to the same place to see Amanda only had a bra on. "Oh, I'm sorry," he turned around and took his shirt off.
"It's ok, Paul. Its nothing you haven't seen before," she laughed, putting on a new shirt. "You look . . . thinner," she noticed. Paul put his new shirt on. "You look good."
"I've learned to swim. I used to hate it, I know. But I've lost twenty-five pounds," Paul replied. "And you look good too." Awkwardly, they left each other and came around to meet Guitierrez and the others.
Ben was fiddling around with his briefcase. "I can't believe this thing."
"What's wrong," Amanda asked.
"I can't get the thing open" Ben replied.
Amanda walked over to him and they both started pulling on opposite sides of the briefcase. Everyone around them were amused by this and laughed as Amanda and Ben continued to pull. Finally the thing opened, however it was a messy sight to see. Amanda fell on the ground in one direction, with Ben Talon going to the ground in the other. Everything in the briefcase went flying into the air and landed on the ground around all of them. Udesky continued to laugh as he helped Agent Talon to his feet. Paul walked over and helped Amanda up. They were both extremely embraced.
Guitierrez looked at all of the stuff that had come flying out of the briefcase. There were some important documents here and there, a few manila folders, and some clothing. Guitierrez noticed something extremely interesting. He started laughing again as he picked up a jock strap.
"Well Mr. Talon," Guitierrez said smiling, "this is quite interesting."
Everyone looked at what was in Guitierrez's hand and started busting out in laughter.
Ben became extremely embraced as he ran over to Guitierrez and snatched the article of clothing away from him. "You just keep your hands off my property!"
"Sorry about that," Guitierrez smiled. "What was it that you were looking for anyway?"
"Well I needed to change cloths for one thing," Ben replied. "I seriously don't want to have to run from dinosaurs in this nice suit the whole time we're on this blessed island! And I was looking for my journal. That is the thing that I'm going to use to document everything that Biosyn does on this island. Now I need a few minutes to myself, so just leave me alone!"
"Oh, don't get your jock strap all up in a bunch now," Nash said laughing. Once again everyone started laughing.
"Very funny," Ben said. "You just wait till Biosyn shows up. I won't help any of you if you get in trouble with them." Ben turned around and started picking up everything that fell out of the briefcase. After several minutes of him picking things up, and everyone else continuing to laugh at him, Ben went behind the plane and started changing.
"There's not much left here worth taking, but we were about to find a few things that might be useful," Guitierrez announced.
"I packed a few sandwiches. We can split them," Udesky said, pulling the food out of his backpack. He broke it into pieces and gave some to each person. They all ate happily, not realizing how hungry they really were until just then. None of them had eaten anything since they'd left Choteau.
Ben Talon came back around the side of the plane a completely different person. He now looked like a punk or something. He was wearing a pair of baggy cargo pants, a button shirt that was unbuttoned with a wife beater underneath, and he had but some type of hair gel in his hair to make it look wet. He was also now wearing some black boots.
"You look like you're seventeen years old now," Amanda said smiling. "My how clothing can change someone's appearance."
"Hey," Ben said, "don't start joking about my cloths. My wife and daughter bought them for me to wear whenever I needed them."
"Well it that case," Amanda said, "they're very nice."
"Thank you," Ben said.
At that point there was a loud roar. Guitierrez whirled around. He heard the large thumps start again. In a few moments, the Tyrannosaur that had been inspecting the plane before was staring right at them.
"This time let's not be idiots. Nobody move. I mean it," Guitierrez whispered. "If this animal sees us here it'll have us for dinner."
The Rex stared at them, its nostrils moving in and out. Loud inhales and exhales were heard as the animal moved its head from side to side for several moments. Guitierrez realized it was very hard for the terrified Kirbys not to run. In the blink of an eye, the animal crouched down and whacked the plane with its head. It rolled toward the humans. Guitierrez and company ran in the other direction to avoid the plane from slamming into them. Then, they stopped once again. The Tyrannosaur moved forward and sniffed them some more. It let out a frustrated roar. It hit the plane once again. This time it kept rolling.
It used the plane to chase the humans through the jungle while Amanda yelled Dr. Grant's name. They ran as fast as they possibly could. Before long the trees began to break. Ahead, the ground dropped. A cliff.
"To the right," Guitierrez yelled. Everyone moved off to the right and continued to run at full speed as the plane rocketed off the cliff and went soaring into the valley below. When it finally crashed, it exploded into several pieces.
Still running, they heard the Tyrannosaur give out an angry growl and retreat. Guitierrez nodded and they quickly started back in the direction of Grant and Billy.
* * *
Alan Grant and Billy Brennan sat staring at the Dilophosaur in disgust. Suddenly the two men heard Amanda Kirby's high-pitched voice, in the distance, screaming out their names. The Dilophosaurus turned away from its prey in the tree, and went toward Amanda's voice at full speed.
"She sure has some pipes on those lungs," Billy said.
"They're going to get killed," Grant yelled.
"Oh, God your right," Billy said. "Hey, I have an idea." As the Dilophosaurus ran off, Billy quietly took the parasail and went down to the ground and rolled it up. Billy then climbed back up the tree again.
"You stay here," Billy said. "I'm going to go pick up the others."
"Be careful," Grant said concerned for his apprentice.
Billy smiled. "Don't worry. I'll be fine."
Billy climbed all the way to the top, his head peering out of the jungle canopy to see a lot of Isla Sorna's landscape. He got as high up as he could, and he saw the meadow where the others were. He jumped off and threw the pulley. The sail successfully came out, and he soared over the canopy toward the meadow. This was a great release for Billy. He hadn't had the chance to do any parasailing for quite a long time.
On the way there, Billy noticed two things. One of them looked like a high and small shelter, not ten kilometers from them. He then noticed a large building and several small huts in the distance. He wondered if Eric could possibly be there.
Billy approached Guitierrez, Ben, Udesky, Nash, and the Kirby's. He wasn't going very fast, due to the low wind speed. Billy swooped down toward them.
"Follow me," Billy yelled. "There's a high shelter in this direction!"
"Billy," Amanda said, looking up confused.
"Hurry for God-sakes," Billy yelled. "You are in danger!!"
"Let's do what he says," Udesky said.
Guitierrez, Ben, Udesky, Nash, Paul, and Amanda ran while Billy went on the parasail. They all came out of the trees in a small part of the clearing where what looked like to be a trampled road was and a large, black spray painted structure stood on struts nearby. They all safely climbed the struts to the top and got inside. The Dilophosaurus came out of the jungle at high speeds, and it saw that its prey was safe from it. The animal blew off some steam and left. Billy landed his sail in the high structure, or at least on it. He started to fall down from the structure, but Amanda grabbed his arm and pulled him over into the Hide.
"Thank God," Billy said.
"No, thank you," Amanda said." Who did you find?"
"Ms. Kirby," Billy said, trying to be calm about this.
"Oh my God. no. not Eric," Amanda said in a horrified tone.
"No," Billy said. "All we found was this sail and a destroyed camera. Here it is."
Billy handed them the camera. Amanda stared at it. "This is my camera! I let them borrow it for the trip here."
"The batteries are dead in it though," Bill informed her.
"Wait a minute," Udesky said. "Let me have the camera.
Amanda, confused, handed him the camera. Udesky took out his flashlight and unscrewed the top. He took a battery out and went to work on putting the batteries from the flashlight to use.
"Please hurry," Amanda said.
"Give him some time hunny," Paul said.
"I've got it," Udesky said, with excitement. He pulled the camera out from his body and up so that everyone could see what was on the little screen.
**** Camera ****
On the camera was Eric Kirby throwing a Frisbee on the beach. "Here it comes!" The Frisbee went right at the camera and hit it a little. Eric laughed. "You were supposed to catch it."
Camera switched to a parking lot with Ben Hildebrand walking toward the camera. "Here let me have that baby. Come on, let me have the..."
Camera switched to Ben and Eric hanging from the parasail and the boat was right below them.
"You see anything yet," Eric asked.
"No, not yet," Ben replied.
"What was that," Eric asked, in alarm.
Camera then showed the destroyed boat below with the blood all over it.
Camera then showed the two landing in a tree with a crashing thud.
"Ok," Ben said, feeling more alive. "I'm going to unhook you. All you have to do is hold out your hands to keep your face from smacking the ground. Ok buddy?"
"Why are you unhooking me," Eric asked frightened.
"I can't get my end unhooked," Ben replied. "Once you're down there, I'll have more room to move around. Ok?"
"Alright," Eric said, half-heartedly.
"Ok," Ben said. "One... two... three..."
Suddenly the hook unclasped and Eric fell to the earth below. He hit the ground with a thud.
"You ok," Ben asked.
"Yeah," Eric replied standing slowly.
"Alright," Ben said. "Hold on. I'll be right down."
"So they're both still alive," Paul said. "Thank God."
"That thing that just came after us," Amanda said. "Did it attack you guys?"
Billy nodded his head, in a slow manner. "Alan was bitten by it and its bite is poisonous. We've got to try and find some medication that can cure it or he'll be dead before the end of the hour."
Amanda turned around and started crying.
"I'm. sorry. I'm sorry about Dr. Grant getting bitten," Paul said putting his arms around Amanda.
"It's not Grant," Amanda replied with a low tone pushing Paul away. "It's Eric and Ben. They're here alone and probably scared!"
"You shouldn't worry yourself like that Mrs. Kirby," Billy said. "At least they're still together."
"She has no reason to worry," Paul said. "But that makes me worry more. I hate that man being around my poor son here alone."
"Paul would you please-" Amanda started, being cut off.
"Come on, I saw a large compound about a quarter of a mile from here." Billy cupped his hands over his mouth and yelled, "Alan!"
They waited a few moments for a response to come. Then from inside the forest they heard Grant's voice from a distance. "What," he yelled.
"We're in a high structure a few yards away from you," Billy yelled. "Get out of the tree and run to us!"
"We wait for Alan here," Billy said. "He'll be along in a moment."
"What's this," Guitierrez said picking up a piece of paper off of the ground.
Billy walked over. "It's just a bunch of notes and times. Someone really wanted to talk about all of the herbivores out there." Billy pointed to the animals out in the valley.
They all looked out over-looking the giant valley where the airplane had landed earlier... where Cooper had died. Ahead of them, there was a long field full of tall yellow grass. There was a herd of Maiasauria grazing. Some of them were light green colored with black spots on them and yet others were purple colored with yellow blotches. Billy guessed the colors distinguished male and female. Either way, all the animals had red crests forming at the upper lip bone and nasal bone. They made extremely deep noises that were hard to hear.
For some reason the rest of the group started to get out when Billy heard a low thundering that seemed to be coming closer. He put his hand up for them to stop. "Everyone stay up here. How many times do I have to tell something to you people before you get it?" The rest of the team walked over to him to look out of the hide where he was looking.
Suddenly, three C-130 military cargo planes Thundered overhead and roared toward the island interior, flying very low. The planes were enormous and fat-assed creatures, their rear cargo doors hanging open. In the hide Nash found a pair of binoculars on the floor of the structure. The members of the little group hid on the floor of the structure and peered out of the small areas in the floor and sides, watching as the planes banked and circled over a specific spot. Nash raised the pair of binoculars back up again. "It says Biosyn on the side of that chopper. I don't get it, did you call for another team, Paul?"
"Of course not," Paul said. "I wish I called them though, cause it looks like they've got some major league toys in those crafts."
"Are you people brain dead or something," Ben said. "Or were you just born stupid? Why did I come on this trip and fund this trip in the first place? I came here to investigate Biosyn and stop them from what they're doing."
"Well it looks like you got what you wanted," Billy said. "Would you like for us to just go on down there and say 'get your asses out of here before we decide to show you how stupid we can be'?"
"I resent that remark," Paul said.
"I know you do," Billy said.
"Alright," Ben said, trying to stop a fight from starting in this small structure. It was very crowded up there seeing as which there were seven people in the hide. He really didn't want a shoving fight or something to start, because someone would end up getting hurt and he was sure that it would be him. "I understand that we only have one weapon and about eight people. I know that we don't stand a chance without the rest of our weapons, but that stupid tyrannosaur destroyed them, so we have no choice but to wait this out until we have the perfect opportunity to strike."
"So we're not going to go down there and start a war on their asses," Nash asked, very saddened by this occurrence.
"If you want to take on about twenty heavily armed animal trackers, you can go right ahead," Ben replied. "I sure as hell won't stop ya."
Down below, huge metal equipment containers were shoved out the back of the cargo bays. They snapped off trees like matchsticks, crushing flat anything foolish enough to exist where they wanted to land. Fourteen men poured out the rear of the plane; their low-altitude parachutes billowing open behind them.
"I think we'd better avoid these areas all together. We'll go stay on the other side of the island," Billy decided and everyone nodded rapidly in agreement.
"That is until we can find some more fire power," Ben said. "We will be taking care of them soon enough. I assure you of that."
"High hide," Udesky said as he read something on the side of the structure.
"What," Billy asked, turning away from Ben.
"The side of this structure says High Hide," Udesky replied. "Created by Thorne Mobile Field Systems. Nash and I know that company don't we buddy? We've gotten a lot of supplies from there in the past for some of the operations that we've done. This thing is quite nice. I'll have to go see Jack and talk to him about making one for us. What do ya say Nashy?"
"That is if we get off this island we will," Nash replied.
"That's true," Udesky said, sighing.
"If that thing is from Thorne's warehouse, then that means that it's not meant to be on this island," Billy said. "Ian Malcolm must have brought it here when he came."
"Then that also means that these are notes written by Richard Levine," Guitierrez said. "I better take these back to him."
"All of this still doesn't explain what those people are doing here," Amanda asked.
"I know exactly what these people are doing here," Ben said. "They're here to take animals off the island, and back to the mainland."
* * *
Alan Grant then came out of the foliage running toward them. He was limping a little in the leg that was bitten. Everyone saw him and climbed down from the High Hide.
"While I was flying over to you guys to warn you about the Dilo, I saw a building," Billy said. "Maybe your son is there."
"Yeah, yeah he probably is," Paul said, with excitement
"What did you call that thing," Amanda asked.
"Dilophosaurus. meat eater. spits a blinding venom into its prey's eyes," Grant replied.
"Well. Billy, you said you saw a building," Amanda asked.
"Yes, it's that way," Billy said, pointing to his right. "I would say that if we follow that road there, we'll reach it. The road was probably built just to be able to get to that place."
"Well let's go," Grant said. "If Eric and Ben are anywhere, that is where they'll be."
"Okay, well, c'mon," Paul said, still excited.
Billy came up to Grant's side as they walked. "We have a problem."
"What could possibly be wrong now," Grant asked.
"While we were in the High Hide, new people showed up and get this, they work for the Biosyn Corporation," Billy implied. "I guess Mr. Talon was right about them coming here."
Grant stopped and stared at Billy. "My God," he said, in a worried voice. "This is not good."
"I know," Billy said. "There's not much we can do about it until we can get some more weapons. Even Ben said that. All we can do is hope that we don't run into any of them while we're here until we've gotten some fire power."
"Believe me Billy," Grant said, starting to walk again, "we'll run into them. No doubt in my mind about it. And when we do, they better not mess with us."
"What are you saying," Billy asked. "Are you saying that we're not going to stop them?"
"Oh Billy, we'll stop them no matter what it takes. They're not taking animals off this island," Grant said. "You can take that to the bank."