Chapter 4
A week later...
Lucas James paced back and forth, eyeing the men in his team.
Occasionally he would stop in front of one of the men and ask them what they had done previously and why they were here.
On this occasion he halted before a huge man. The man was about 50, had salt and pepper hair and blue eyes, but what stood out about the man was his size and the fact they he could probably snap a man in two.
"You! What's your name?" James shouted at the man.
"Josiah Sanchez Sir!" the man replied, straightening up so he was at his fall height.
"What were your previous jobs?" James was thinking that this man probably worked as a bodyguard or bouncer, so he wasn't ready for the man's response.
"I was a preacher once sir, but...eh had a little trouble turning the other cheek."
"Well...ok...why'd you sign on?" James asked, intrigued.
"I saw the birds of darkness in a dream, when I woke up, a crow was sitting on my windowsill staring at me like the devil himself!" The men around him began to smirk and grin at Sanchez's answer.
"Why come on this suicide mission?" one man managed to ask between his giggling.
"If death's coming, I'd just as soon meet it head on!" came the casual response.
James nodded, and glared at the other men before turning and heading towards his second in command.
"Well Eli, what you think?" he asked.
"I've heard Sanchez there has killed a number of men, he may come in useful" Eli Joe replied.
"I've got someone else that may come in handy," James said, waiting for Eli's attention before continuing, "Tim, get out here!" Shortly after he called, a boy of about 17 emerged from the aircraft.
"Eli, this is Tim, John Hammond's grandson. Tim was among the survivors from the incident on Isla Nublar." He indicated to Tim to go back in the aircraft and prepare the men for take off.
"So he knows what to expect from those...creatures," James said with a grin as he and Eli followed the men onto the aircraft. About ten minutes later the aircraft had left the airfield and was heading for Isla Sorna.
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"That's the military back up?" Vin asked, unbelievably looking across at Chris. "Guess so!" came the quiet response.
"Hell Chris, they're nothing more then kids!" Buck snorted.
"It's the military's choice, not mine." Chris replied, but the disgust of unmistakable in his voice.
The four men walked over to the men, who were standing next to the military plane they would be flying aboard.
"Chris Larabee?" one of the men asked, "I'm Major Peter Collins, I understand that you will be in charge of the team?"
"Yep I believe that's right," Chris replied, "These are my men, Buck Wilmington, Nathan Jackson and Vin Tanner!" Major Collins shook all three men's hands, before turning back to the leader.
"If you will come this way sir and then we can prepare for take off!" Major Collins said, leading Chris and the others towards the plane.
When they were in the plane and ready to depart, Major Collins began to tell Chris what would happen when they got to the island.
"We will be landing on the west side of the island, almost on the coast. We have been told that this area is the T-Rex's territory." Collins noticed the looks of horror from some of the team
"The reason we are landing here is because we think that it will be easier to take out
the T-Rexs first and then move on to the other dinosaurs."
"I reckon it would be easier to kill the veggies first, Vin whispered to Buck, "at least then we ain't got somethin' trying ta eat us" Buck chuckled at Vin's comment, but stopped when he received a glare from Chris.
"So men, enjoy the flight and be ready for anything when we land on that island"
Collins concluded, as the plane began its engines and started down the runway.
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"Dr Grant, glad you could make it!" A tall man, with black hair and grey eyes said, "I'm Colonel Anthony Beckton, I will be your second in command"
"Well please to meet you, but I think you should command your men and
I'll just stick to telling you what these dinosaurs can do and how we can stop them!" Alan replied "Oh! This is Ellie Degler…Sattler when's she's in the field…palaeon-botanist; umm Billy Brennan, my protégé and JD Dunne, electronics expert".
They shook hands and then headed on to the ship.
"We will be arriving on the eastern side of the island, as we have been instructed to take out the flying dinosaurs first..." Colonel Beckton started.
"Hey Alan what bout our agreement?" Billy whispered
"What agreement?"
"Someone else handles the Pteranodons!"
"Oh come on Billy, we've got guns this time, you can shoot them!" Alan replied, and turned back to listening to the colonel.
"Well, the ride there should be uneventful, so I will speak to you when we arrive".
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"You kidnapped them?" Martin Blake said accusingly at the tall burly man in front of him "I can't believe you kidnapped them, I told you to ask them to help us take out these beasts"
"I asked that raptor expert you sent me after first and the smug son-of-a-bitch just laughed in my face, what was I suppose to do?"
"Not sedate him Marco, and you didn't even bother to ask the others!" Marco was just going to answer when they were interrupted by a soft groan from behind them.
"Ah...Miss Bennett...um how are you feeling?" Martin asked nervously.
"First off I despise being referred to as Miss and second who the hell are you?"
accusing blue eyes, glared at Martin Blake.
"I'm err Martin Blake"
"Aha and you kidnapped me why?" the woman asked whilst tying back her long light brown hair. She was dressed in jeans, black t-shirt and jean jacket.
"Well Ma'am I wanted your help in destroying a couple of animals on this island"
"Why didn't you ask, before kidnapping me?" she asked, her anger increasing.
"Now Miss Bennett please calm down, Marco here has already rendered one person unconscious because they wouldn't listen to reason" Martin said with a nervous grin "And I would hate him to do that to you too!"
"Call me Nic, not Ma'am or Miss Bennett got it?" Martin nodded "Ok, so what's the catch? I mean what are these animals really and why are you doing this?"
"If we were to destroy these 'animals' before the other teams, then it will make us famous."
"Whoa, back up there! What other teams?"
"Two teams sent by the military," Martin said this so fast it took Nic a couple of seconds to work out what he had said.
"Oh, so you want help destroying this creatures before the military so you can be famous?" Again Martin nodded "Are you insane? I'm getting outta here!"
"Umm Miss...err Nic I'm afraid you can't, you see we're on a plane on it's way to Isla Sorna and...."
"Isla Sorna? Did you say Isla Sorna?" Martin gulped and nodded "Oh my god! OH MY GOD! You're insane, dinosaurs, you want me to help you destroy freakin' dinosaurs! I'm a damn animal behaviourist I dunno squat about dinosaurs!" Nic shouted.
"I...I know that...you see I've already got a guy whose an expert on raptors and another guy who has survived encounters with these creatures and I needed you because I thought considering you are an animal behaviourist, that umm these creatures may act like some animals you have studied." Martin shut his eyes, waiting to be shouted at but what he wasn't expected was a punch in the jaw.
Martin looked up, dazed, at Nic Bennett.
"Next time ask...but seeing as there's no turning back I'll help"
Martin grinned "But...If I die, you're paying for my damn funeral and if I'm eaten...I'll damn well haunt you!"
Nic Settled down in an empty seat and began mentally counted to ten to control her anger, when she heard a low groan, she opened one eye and turned around. Seeing who had made the noise she gasped and then starred at Blake.
"You kidnapped Ian Malcolm," she said.
Blake ignored her and went over to the tall man in black to see how he was,
"Dr Malcolm I'm sorry my colleague didn't give you a chance to reply..."
"Tell me again why you came to see me" Malcolm asked.
Martin Blake began explaining the same way he had with Bennett and had a similar
argument, however Dr Malcolm just shouted at him and didn't hit him like the others.
"So let me get this straight...you kidnapped the two of us, to destroy the dinosaurs just to become famous?" Malcolm asked.
"Well no...I kidnapped the three of you" Martin said sheepishly, indicating a slumped figure in the far corner.
"Why's he tied to the chair?" Nic asked.
"He was less cooperative then you two and had to be knocked out by Marco here...and he's bound to the chair because he tried to turn the plane around"
"I am awake you know!" came the icy southern drawl from the figure.
"Nic Bennett, Ian Malcolm this is the delightful Ezra Standish" Blake said sarcastically.
"Please to meet you, I would shake but...well you know" Standish replied bitterly. "Who in tarnation uses rope now anyway?"
"Since you can pick locks, I thought rope would be better to use" Blake said smugly, Standish grinned sarcastically back at him.
"Standish...I've heard of you...you were an undercover agent for the FBI before rumours came up that you were dirty. You quit and then became a conman and a gambler with your mother" Nic said.
"Yes well, those 'alleged' rumours were never proven." Standish bit back at Nic. "And I happen to know a great deal about raptors"
"Which is why I wanted your help, but you apparently laughed in Marco's face" Blake said.
"Yes well, I didn't plan on meeting raptors face to face, because I don't exactly want to be dismembered" Standish said "Can I be untied now?"
"No way! Your not being untied until we land" Blake replied, and with that walked into the cockpit and silently hoped he would arrive soon, so he wouldn't have to listen to Standish's complaining.
A week later...
Lucas James paced back and forth, eyeing the men in his team.
Occasionally he would stop in front of one of the men and ask them what they had done previously and why they were here.
On this occasion he halted before a huge man. The man was about 50, had salt and pepper hair and blue eyes, but what stood out about the man was his size and the fact they he could probably snap a man in two.
"You! What's your name?" James shouted at the man.
"Josiah Sanchez Sir!" the man replied, straightening up so he was at his fall height.
"What were your previous jobs?" James was thinking that this man probably worked as a bodyguard or bouncer, so he wasn't ready for the man's response.
"I was a preacher once sir, but...eh had a little trouble turning the other cheek."
"Well...ok...why'd you sign on?" James asked, intrigued.
"I saw the birds of darkness in a dream, when I woke up, a crow was sitting on my windowsill staring at me like the devil himself!" The men around him began to smirk and grin at Sanchez's answer.
"Why come on this suicide mission?" one man managed to ask between his giggling.
"If death's coming, I'd just as soon meet it head on!" came the casual response.
James nodded, and glared at the other men before turning and heading towards his second in command.
"Well Eli, what you think?" he asked.
"I've heard Sanchez there has killed a number of men, he may come in useful" Eli Joe replied.
"I've got someone else that may come in handy," James said, waiting for Eli's attention before continuing, "Tim, get out here!" Shortly after he called, a boy of about 17 emerged from the aircraft.
"Eli, this is Tim, John Hammond's grandson. Tim was among the survivors from the incident on Isla Nublar." He indicated to Tim to go back in the aircraft and prepare the men for take off.
"So he knows what to expect from those...creatures," James said with a grin as he and Eli followed the men onto the aircraft. About ten minutes later the aircraft had left the airfield and was heading for Isla Sorna.
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"That's the military back up?" Vin asked, unbelievably looking across at Chris. "Guess so!" came the quiet response.
"Hell Chris, they're nothing more then kids!" Buck snorted.
"It's the military's choice, not mine." Chris replied, but the disgust of unmistakable in his voice.
The four men walked over to the men, who were standing next to the military plane they would be flying aboard.
"Chris Larabee?" one of the men asked, "I'm Major Peter Collins, I understand that you will be in charge of the team?"
"Yep I believe that's right," Chris replied, "These are my men, Buck Wilmington, Nathan Jackson and Vin Tanner!" Major Collins shook all three men's hands, before turning back to the leader.
"If you will come this way sir and then we can prepare for take off!" Major Collins said, leading Chris and the others towards the plane.
When they were in the plane and ready to depart, Major Collins began to tell Chris what would happen when they got to the island.
"We will be landing on the west side of the island, almost on the coast. We have been told that this area is the T-Rex's territory." Collins noticed the looks of horror from some of the team
"The reason we are landing here is because we think that it will be easier to take out
the T-Rexs first and then move on to the other dinosaurs."
"I reckon it would be easier to kill the veggies first, Vin whispered to Buck, "at least then we ain't got somethin' trying ta eat us" Buck chuckled at Vin's comment, but stopped when he received a glare from Chris.
"So men, enjoy the flight and be ready for anything when we land on that island"
Collins concluded, as the plane began its engines and started down the runway.
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"Dr Grant, glad you could make it!" A tall man, with black hair and grey eyes said, "I'm Colonel Anthony Beckton, I will be your second in command"
"Well please to meet you, but I think you should command your men and
I'll just stick to telling you what these dinosaurs can do and how we can stop them!" Alan replied "Oh! This is Ellie Degler…Sattler when's she's in the field…palaeon-botanist; umm Billy Brennan, my protégé and JD Dunne, electronics expert".
They shook hands and then headed on to the ship.
"We will be arriving on the eastern side of the island, as we have been instructed to take out the flying dinosaurs first..." Colonel Beckton started.
"Hey Alan what bout our agreement?" Billy whispered
"What agreement?"
"Someone else handles the Pteranodons!"
"Oh come on Billy, we've got guns this time, you can shoot them!" Alan replied, and turned back to listening to the colonel.
"Well, the ride there should be uneventful, so I will speak to you when we arrive".
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"You kidnapped them?" Martin Blake said accusingly at the tall burly man in front of him "I can't believe you kidnapped them, I told you to ask them to help us take out these beasts"
"I asked that raptor expert you sent me after first and the smug son-of-a-bitch just laughed in my face, what was I suppose to do?"
"Not sedate him Marco, and you didn't even bother to ask the others!" Marco was just going to answer when they were interrupted by a soft groan from behind them.
"Ah...Miss Bennett...um how are you feeling?" Martin asked nervously.
"First off I despise being referred to as Miss and second who the hell are you?"
accusing blue eyes, glared at Martin Blake.
"I'm err Martin Blake"
"Aha and you kidnapped me why?" the woman asked whilst tying back her long light brown hair. She was dressed in jeans, black t-shirt and jean jacket.
"Well Ma'am I wanted your help in destroying a couple of animals on this island"
"Why didn't you ask, before kidnapping me?" she asked, her anger increasing.
"Now Miss Bennett please calm down, Marco here has already rendered one person unconscious because they wouldn't listen to reason" Martin said with a nervous grin "And I would hate him to do that to you too!"
"Call me Nic, not Ma'am or Miss Bennett got it?" Martin nodded "Ok, so what's the catch? I mean what are these animals really and why are you doing this?"
"If we were to destroy these 'animals' before the other teams, then it will make us famous."
"Whoa, back up there! What other teams?"
"Two teams sent by the military," Martin said this so fast it took Nic a couple of seconds to work out what he had said.
"Oh, so you want help destroying this creatures before the military so you can be famous?" Again Martin nodded "Are you insane? I'm getting outta here!"
"Umm Miss...err Nic I'm afraid you can't, you see we're on a plane on it's way to Isla Sorna and...."
"Isla Sorna? Did you say Isla Sorna?" Martin gulped and nodded "Oh my god! OH MY GOD! You're insane, dinosaurs, you want me to help you destroy freakin' dinosaurs! I'm a damn animal behaviourist I dunno squat about dinosaurs!" Nic shouted.
"I...I know that...you see I've already got a guy whose an expert on raptors and another guy who has survived encounters with these creatures and I needed you because I thought considering you are an animal behaviourist, that umm these creatures may act like some animals you have studied." Martin shut his eyes, waiting to be shouted at but what he wasn't expected was a punch in the jaw.
Martin looked up, dazed, at Nic Bennett.
"Next time ask...but seeing as there's no turning back I'll help"
Martin grinned "But...If I die, you're paying for my damn funeral and if I'm eaten...I'll damn well haunt you!"
Nic Settled down in an empty seat and began mentally counted to ten to control her anger, when she heard a low groan, she opened one eye and turned around. Seeing who had made the noise she gasped and then starred at Blake.
"You kidnapped Ian Malcolm," she said.
Blake ignored her and went over to the tall man in black to see how he was,
"Dr Malcolm I'm sorry my colleague didn't give you a chance to reply..."
"Tell me again why you came to see me" Malcolm asked.
Martin Blake began explaining the same way he had with Bennett and had a similar
argument, however Dr Malcolm just shouted at him and didn't hit him like the others.
"So let me get this straight...you kidnapped the two of us, to destroy the dinosaurs just to become famous?" Malcolm asked.
"Well no...I kidnapped the three of you" Martin said sheepishly, indicating a slumped figure in the far corner.
"Why's he tied to the chair?" Nic asked.
"He was less cooperative then you two and had to be knocked out by Marco here...and he's bound to the chair because he tried to turn the plane around"
"I am awake you know!" came the icy southern drawl from the figure.
"Nic Bennett, Ian Malcolm this is the delightful Ezra Standish" Blake said sarcastically.
"Please to meet you, I would shake but...well you know" Standish replied bitterly. "Who in tarnation uses rope now anyway?"
"Since you can pick locks, I thought rope would be better to use" Blake said smugly, Standish grinned sarcastically back at him.
"Standish...I've heard of you...you were an undercover agent for the FBI before rumours came up that you were dirty. You quit and then became a conman and a gambler with your mother" Nic said.
"Yes well, those 'alleged' rumours were never proven." Standish bit back at Nic. "And I happen to know a great deal about raptors"
"Which is why I wanted your help, but you apparently laughed in Marco's face" Blake said.
"Yes well, I didn't plan on meeting raptors face to face, because I don't exactly want to be dismembered" Standish said "Can I be untied now?"
"No way! Your not being untied until we land" Blake replied, and with that walked into the cockpit and silently hoped he would arrive soon, so he wouldn't have to listen to Standish's complaining.