Disclaimer: I don't own the Mag 7 boys or the Jurassic Park characters
and make no money from it. (Even though I need the money lol)
Chapter 1
Alan Grant stepped up in front of the audience. He looked around at them, surprised that so many turned up. He smiled slightly and cleared his throat in preparation of his speech.
"Many of you probably think I'm going to talk to you about a new discovery, but you'd be wrong!" He stopped, waiting for the crowd to quieten down.
"I'm going to talk about how the animals on Isla Sourna should be destroyed! Yes destroyed. Dinosaurs do not belong in our time, but now there have been sightings of Pteranodons making nests in Texas, Colorado and Arizona. Pteranodons are meat-eaters, soon they will attack anything that moves and that includes us."
He stopped to take a breath, noting the discussions the crowd were having.
"It's high time we sent these monsters back where they belong...extinction!"
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Grant was packing up his things, ready to leave the discussion hall. He'd wondered if anyone had taken into thought what he had said, but most of the people were too fascinated by the fact that dinosaurs were alive and they wished to see them, rather then have them destroyed. The calling of his name roused him from his thoughts and he turned to face the person who had called him.
"Dr Grant?" the man who spoke was old, about 60 maybe late 50's. He wore a dark blue suit but didn't appear to be a businessman.
"I am Orin Travis, I found your speech rather interesting and I think you're right; dinosaurs do not belong in our time. Which is why I would like to speak with you."
Grant raised a questioning eyebrow "ok," he said, "Let's talk".
"Very well!" Travis said, a small smile appearing on his face. "I'm constructing a team to head out to Isla Sourna and destroy these animals, and I would like you to lead that team!"
Grant's eyes widened in surprise "Me? Why me?"
"Because you're a dinosaur expert Dr Grant, and you've survived two encounters with these creatures." Travis replied in a 'matter-of-fact' tone.
"Well I'd be happy to, but I wouldn't feel right in working with people I don't know"
Travis looked at Grant as if he wasn't sure if Grant was trying to get out of this.
"Of course not! If you agree to this Dr Grant, you will be able to pick up to three team members to accompany you."
"Well umm, when do we leave?" Grant said, stuttering a few times.
"In a weeks time, I expect you to be there!" he said, handing Grant a small card.
"On that card is the address from where your team will be departing from and a contact number just in case...oh and Dr Grant...good luck!"
"Well I'm going to need it!" Grant replied taking the card.
and make no money from it. (Even though I need the money lol)
Chapter 1
Alan Grant stepped up in front of the audience. He looked around at them, surprised that so many turned up. He smiled slightly and cleared his throat in preparation of his speech.
"Many of you probably think I'm going to talk to you about a new discovery, but you'd be wrong!" He stopped, waiting for the crowd to quieten down.
"I'm going to talk about how the animals on Isla Sourna should be destroyed! Yes destroyed. Dinosaurs do not belong in our time, but now there have been sightings of Pteranodons making nests in Texas, Colorado and Arizona. Pteranodons are meat-eaters, soon they will attack anything that moves and that includes us."
He stopped to take a breath, noting the discussions the crowd were having.
"It's high time we sent these monsters back where they belong...extinction!"
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Grant was packing up his things, ready to leave the discussion hall. He'd wondered if anyone had taken into thought what he had said, but most of the people were too fascinated by the fact that dinosaurs were alive and they wished to see them, rather then have them destroyed. The calling of his name roused him from his thoughts and he turned to face the person who had called him.
"Dr Grant?" the man who spoke was old, about 60 maybe late 50's. He wore a dark blue suit but didn't appear to be a businessman.
"I am Orin Travis, I found your speech rather interesting and I think you're right; dinosaurs do not belong in our time. Which is why I would like to speak with you."
Grant raised a questioning eyebrow "ok," he said, "Let's talk".
"Very well!" Travis said, a small smile appearing on his face. "I'm constructing a team to head out to Isla Sourna and destroy these animals, and I would like you to lead that team!"
Grant's eyes widened in surprise "Me? Why me?"
"Because you're a dinosaur expert Dr Grant, and you've survived two encounters with these creatures." Travis replied in a 'matter-of-fact' tone.
"Well I'd be happy to, but I wouldn't feel right in working with people I don't know"
Travis looked at Grant as if he wasn't sure if Grant was trying to get out of this.
"Of course not! If you agree to this Dr Grant, you will be able to pick up to three team members to accompany you."
"Well umm, when do we leave?" Grant said, stuttering a few times.
"In a weeks time, I expect you to be there!" he said, handing Grant a small card.
"On that card is the address from where your team will be departing from and a contact number just in case...oh and Dr Grant...good luck!"
"Well I'm going to need it!" Grant replied taking the card.