Prologue:

"When will people learn"

Ext. Isla Sorna

The rain was now falling lighter than it had been earlier in the day. Darkness had already engulfed the entire jungle and nocturnal creatures where beginning to fill it with wonderful sounds. These indistinct sounds of animals coupled with the varying sounds of the rain which plashed on the thick foliage of vegetation in the jungle, as well as splashing on puddles from the ample rain from before. The sound of trickling of streams from somewhere nearby, and the steady roll of a crashing surf from the shores of the island can also be heard. The jungle is alive, thriving because no one has been around to disturb it or cut it down. This island has been populating itself very quickly, and many species inhabit it. Everything is based on survival here, and the rules of the island are followed strictly. Humans haven't been here for quiet sometime, and that is why everything strives and works in such perfect order and fashion. Then again, most humans never dare come near this island. The things that they have seen on television fill them with fear. Though some humans will venture here hoping to have a rare glimpse of an extinct ecosystem.
The jungle gradually became silent with only the sound of splashing rain drops and crashing surf. Something was happening, but what though? There was a thud, so small and minor is could barely be heard. The only recognition of it was the puddle with a small vibrational echo. Thud... another one occurred. What could it be? Now there was silence, nothing moved, not even the wind blew. The rain began to pick up in intensity and the splashes became louder. Thud... thud... it happened again, louder and closer now. Some creature becomes spooked from the sounds and the foliage ruffles and shifts. The leaves on plants rub together. Then there is silence once more. Somewhere in the distance there comes a pop, pop, sound, like gun fire. Soon after the sound of cracking tree limbs, then falling trees. More gun fire, then a low roar. This all comes from a distance. The thuds became louder and quicker, and the puddle vibrates more harshly, with little drops popping up within the middle of the puddle itself. As this thud noise comes closer, there is a new sound. The sound of foot steps. They're running. The running comes closer and closer. Then it mixes in with the sound of heavy breathing and gasping. A foot plashed into the puddle, causing impact ripples. It moved on. The running lessens and the heavy breathing subsides. The thudding noise though, continues to pick up and increase. Faster and louder, coming closer. Thud... thud... THUD... THUD! Then a loud roar of something so unearthly. A big scaly foot about 3feet long comes crashing down onto the puddle. The water squirts from under this foot and out to the sides. There are three claws on this huge foot, all about 1 foot long. Quickly the foot lifts away from the puddle, but the puddle has been transformed in the shape of the foot. Water slowly refilled in the footprint. The thudding moves on, becoming less and less. Then only the sound of the rain splashes can be heard. Gradually the indistinct animal noises return and once more and the jungle is brought back with its rich life.
Splashing through the streams and running through the jungle, a man emerged from the dense plants and vines. He had made it to the shore of this island in hopes of trying to out run what was following him. He panted, out of breath and hunched over some, hugging his ribs. Blood ran from his arm and dripped in the sand with one drop after another. The flesh on his arm was shredded and white globs of foamy stuff dripped with the blood. The man then heaved and threw up, the throw up splashed on his shoes and splattered on his lower pant cuffs. He wiped his mouth and lookd around cautiously, still waiting to see if the creature was following him. His eyes slowly shifted from the right to the left, he winced some in pain due to his arm. Apparently the large animal that was coming after him had subsided to somewhere else. The man wiped his mouth of the throw up once more and slowly began to walk down the beach.
The surf broke on the shore with a thundering roll of water. The man walked by the ocean, looking out over the water, then down the beach. It's like he is in search of something. He carried a shot gun with him, gripping it tightly. He pulled the trigger but there only came the sound of clicks from the guns barrel. "Damn it," the man said, "I'm out of ammo!"
He reached into his pockets, searching for bullets to reload into the gun, but he's unable to find any. Sighing, the man continued down the beach a bit till he was able to see lights in the distance. It was a temporal camp he had set up, this is what he was searching for. He needed to be here when the people came to rescue him from this island of death. As he walked, getting closer to the camp, something looked different and strange to him. The lights of his camp were blinking and swinging back and forth, and his tent was moving around oddly. "It's probably just the wind from the surf," the man said to himself. He continued toward the camp, but froze suddenly. He closed his eyes tightly and slowly began to back up. His breathing became more tense and heavier, like it was before when running. He stopped and opened his eyes. Just as he did, a low snarl comes from inside the tent. The man stood there, completely still, looking at the tent. He wanted to run, but for some reason he is unable to.
Then there is the sound of fabric tearing as a slash instantly opened the side of the tent of which the man was facing. There is another snarl. Slowly a creature with scales about 6 foot high, with a 2 foot long snout, and razor sharp claws extending from its cold scaly hands, advanced out from inside the tent. It stopped and looked directly at the man. The snarl stopped. The creature stood still and watched him, knowing he is there. The man slowly looked down to this creatures feet and saw claws extending from them as well. What caught his eyes are the razor sharp retractable claw on each foot, which are poised in an upright position. The claws moved up and down some, stabbing into the sand. The man slowly looked up and closed his eyes again. He could hear his own heart pounding in his head. The pressure of fear made him feel like his ears were going to explode from the blood being pumped through his body with this adrenalin. The man said to himself, "What the hell is a Velociraptor doing here on the beach?"
The raptor continued to look at him. It lifted it's head up into the air and let out a barking sound which echoed down the beach. The man quickly opened his eyes and jumped a bit, startled from the sound. He stood there, completely still, waiting for something to happen. The raptor just looked at him. It had a creepy look, almost like death was staring him right in the eyes. To his right, there is some ruffled noises in the foliage, the man doesn't bother to look though. He is more focused on what this raptor is going to do. The raptor snarled again and slowly began to proceed forward toward the man. The mans eyes widen and he slowly began to edge backwards, keeping his attention focused on the raptor. More ruffling in the foliage. The raptor began to advanced faster toward the man, it's low growling sending a shiver of fear down the mans spine. The man suddenly stopped, his mouth slowly opened and his eyes went wide again. He gasped as the feeling of fear is replaced by this feeling of being jabbed with a hot cattle prod. A warm flow rushed down his lower back and into his pants. He gulped in bits of air like a fish out of water. He felt a digging in his back which seemed to go in deeper and deeper each time. Blood began to trickle from his mouth. The man turned slowly, dropping to one knee. He felt weak now, it's odd, he didn't understand what just happened until his turned completely to see another raptor directly behind him. He gasped more and slowly looked down to where the pain is coming from. He saw the raptors arm extending directly toward his back but can't see it's clawed hand. Then he realized the that raptor had stabbed it into his back and its digging into him more and more. Only now realizing this did he begin to scream.
The raptor behind him hissed loudly while the one in front of the man growled and quickly walked up to him. Blood dripped from the mans mouth and onto the sand. He saw the raptors scaly foot with big razor sharp claw come into his view. There was a hot snort that blew onto his head and into his hair, then a low snarl. "Aahhhhh!" the man yelled out as the raptor behind him quickly removed it's clawed hand from the inside of his back. The one in front of him grabbed the man by the head in it's jaws and flipped him over onto his back. The man looked up some, a bit dizzy and saw the two raptors peering down at him. The raptor from behind grazed the mans cheek with it's bloody claw which was inserted into his back. His own blood is smeared on his face. The raptor from behind opened it's jaws and clamped down on the mans head, holding down tightly. There is a slight crunching sound and the man began to scream in pain and fear. Loud shrieks echoed up and down the beach. Eyes glowed out from within the dense foliage. Watching.
The front raptor slowly stepped onto the mans chest, knocking the wind out of him from it's weight. He felt the hot breath from the raptor holding his head. It smelt like rotten meat and it's hot lathery saliva covered tongue pressed against his cheek, licking the blood from it. The man was able to see the foot of the raptor on him with it's retractable claw raised up. The raptor held his head making clicking noises, which was then repeated by the raptor on him. Two seconds pass, then the main attack occurred. The man watched in horror and the claw stabbed into his upper chest. He screamed in pain, closing his eyes tightly. Then instantly he heard the ripping and tearing sound of his own clothing and flesh as the raptor on top kicked it's leg back, tearing the man open and spilling his intestines on the sand. The man screamed louder from the immense searing pain that followed, as the raptor began to tear away pieces of flesh from his body. A juicy like sound was followed from the tearing of his flesh as blood sprayed on the mans neck. Meanwhile the eyes continued to watch and blink from the jungle. The screams still occurring as the raptor began to eat the man alive. The raptor which had the mans head in it's mouth snorted a few times and turned his head off to the side a bit. It growled and turned it's head quickly with a snapping motion in the other direction with loud snapping and crunching noises as the mans neck is broken. The break causes instant death. Only then does the second raptor join the other in feeding.
The rain continued to fall from the tropical system and the ocean crashed against the shore. A small stream which was carrying rain run off into the ocean, suddenly goes a foggy red. The ocean envelops everything and there is nothing more than blackness.