The Hunt

Muldoon and Grant moved slowly towards the hydroelectric facility, while being given helpful instructions from Arnold, who was watching their every move from back at the computer center. They were hunting down a rogue dinosaur, one that Hammond had created without his staff's knowledge, except for Wu, who'd resurrected it. According to the computer which was tracking it, it was loose in the hydroelectric facility.

Suchomimus Tenerensis. The name Suchomimus meant 'crocodile mimic', and Grant assured him that the carnivore should be quite efficient in living up to its name. As they approached the hydroelectric facility, Muldoon hailed Arnold on his walkie-talkie, "Ray, do you see any movement?"

Arnold squinted at the computer screen which displayed motion sensor and video camera feeds, "Nothing out here. It's probably inside the maintenance area, near the turbines."

"Roger that, over," replied Muldoon, cutting the communication and leading Grant (and himself) into the facility.

Once inside, they were faced with a T-junction in the corridor. Fortunately, there was a sign indicating a, 'Breach in the perimeter fence', on the doorway to the left turn. Deciding that the Suchomimus couldn't have used the doors to enter, and hence the breached perimeter fence, they slowly moved down the corridor, hearing the loud humming of high-powered machinery up ahead.

As they approached a turn in the corridor, Grant whispered to Muldoon, "See that!"

"What?"

"The ceiling there is higher. I think we're gonna enter the maintenance room by moving down a flight of stairs."

As they turned, Muldoon saw that Grant was right. They were on a wall-hugging platform, linked to the maintenance floor by a narrow, steel staircase. There were no railings.

They climbed down the stairs, being careful not to make so much as a single noise, but were suddenly thrown off-balance and onto the lower floor by something that slammed into the stairs.

Something invisible.

Muldoon was the first to regain his senses, "Shit, Wu must have used chameleon DNA, just as he did with the Carnotaurus!"

"Whatever DNA he used, we're gonna wipe it out, right?" said Grant, somewhat nervously.

The Suchomimus roared, and disappeared behind the turbines. For a second, they saw it, as the Suchomimus moved into an area with brighter light, before its colors shifted, a 30-foot tall beast, resembling a Spinosaurus without the fin on its back. Rather, the Suchomimus had spines which lay flat, like a porcupines, in a line on its spinal ridge. Pursuing it, guns ready, they were unprepared when the Suchomimus swiped at them with its nearly invisible claws.

"This is like trying to avoid being hit by a stream of water!" shouted Muldoon, for the Suchomimus' colors were constantly shifting, creating the image that they were dodging arms of living water or something similar.

BANG! Grant fired of his buffalo rifle, and hit the Suchomimus on its snout. As blood begin to stain its skin, they began to see the outlines of nostrils, a tongue, teeth, and jaws appear in seemingly midair. Its teeth were 8 inches long. Each.

"Gotcha now, ya son-of-a-bitch!" yelled Muldoon, his shotgun firing into the beast's throat.

As the Suchomimus roared in pain and rage, it swung its tail, and slammed them down with it. Bending over Muldoon, it then opened its jaws to their full 150 degree opening.

The paleontologist in Grant noted this, "Amazing! But it's gonna blow!"

Jumping on the Suchomimus' back, Grant was suddenly slashed in several places by the Suchomimus raising its razor-sharp spinal spines; a muscular jerk that moved them upright. Screaming in pain, he took a grenade form his belt, and aimed his rifle. BANG! The Suchomimus now had a head-sized hole on its left flank. Screeching, it tried to throw Grant off by raising its spines again, only to find that Grant was on the floor, having jumped off, and that something egg-shaped had been stuffed into its wound.

Grant ran, and helped the dizzy Muldoon up, as the grenade exploded, terminating several of the Suchomimus' vertebrae, and peppering them with fragment of bone. It collapsed to the floor, blood pouring out of its oversized jaws. It continued to twitch, as though paralysed. Muldoon stared at it.

"You probably detonated its implanted TNT-Chip," he told Grant.

"Fuck the Chips! It's dead and that's what matters," replied Grant.

Muldoon contacted Arnold through his walkie-talkie, "One down, two to go. Suchomimus specimen has been rendered immobile."

Back at the computer center, Arnold turned to Ellie, smiling, "They got the Suchomimus."

"Thank God," replied Ellie, practically sobbing in relief. But she frowned when she saw the bloodied men through the video camera feeds, "They're hurt! Don't they need first aid?"

Arnold shook his head, "They probably won't return until they kill of the Therizinosaurus and Gastonia. By the way.." Arnold's voice trailed off as he contacted Muldoon, "Robert, I should tell you this, "The Gastonia appears to have been knocked out by the knockout gas. Capture Crews are gonna house it with the Ankylosaurs. It should socialize well there. The Therizinosaurus, however, is loose in," he glanced at a computerized map of Jurassic park's sewers, "Retention pool F."

"Roger, over," said Muldoon.

Muldoon led Grant towards the entrance of the sewers, "Remember what Burton said; Kill it with one shot."

They entered the sewers, and the double doors closed behind them. Muldoon took out the mini sewer map that Arnold had given him, "Pool F… Second left, ninth right, and then down a ladder."

The y slowly trekked through the stinking, sewage-filled water. Once or twice they were shocked when a catfish brushed past their feet in the calf-deep water.

"Surprise! How could they live here!" mumbled Grant.

They trekked into a left turning, where the water, which now contained sludge, was up to the middle of their thighs. Muldoon stopped Grant, "See those red dots ahead?"

Yeah, why?"

"Alligator."

"Fuck."

They shot at the alligator, their shots echoing in a strange, muted way, and managed o kill it. The now-dead alligator was belly-up when they walked past it. It gave Muldoon the shivers. What other things would they encounter here?

They finally left the mid-thigh-deep water, climbing a ladder up to an area which was a tiny four-foot by four-foot platform, with a ladder leading down to a pool of clear, still water.

Muldoon contacted Arnold, "Is it still in Pool F?"

"Checking… Yes, it's stationary, about five feet from the ladder."

They looked down, and saw a dinosaur, just twenty feet in height (or at least they only saw twenty feet of it, some of the dinosaur being underwater), snacking on what seemed to be an alligator's carcass.

"Shit, those claws look nasty!" hissed Muldoon, referring to the Therizinosaurus' sixty-centimeter-long claws. And it had eight of them.

"Yeah, Therizinosaurus means 'Reaping Lizard'," said Grant, aiming his rifle.

"No! We'll have to take this one down with one shot!" reminded Muldoon.

They slowly climbed down the ladder, careful not to make a noise. The Therizinosaurus continued eating its grisly meal, with wet cracking and slurping sounds. They were now standing on the concrete ledge at the circumference of the retention pool.

"Follow me, and shoot it in the head. Damage its brain and then aim for the heart: said Muldoon.

Muldoon slowly lowered himself into the water, which turned out to be over ten feet deep, based on the depth markers painted on the walls. Grant followed suit, and both of them then treaded water, slowly edging towards the Therizinosaurus, which had stopped eating, and was letting the alligator carcass drift around tin the pool. As they quietly cocked their guns, it turned its rather Hadrosaur-like head.

And saw them.

With a hiss that made it sound like it was taking a piss, it stepped forward, slashing at the air with its eight claws; each one two feet long. Muldoon and grant had backed up against the concrete ledge, and were firing their guns at its head. Instead of taking multiple hits to its head, the Therizinosaurus was gracefully yet speedily dodging their shots, while stepping even closer to them.

Grant suddenly remembered something from his notes back at college; Therinosauridae-genus dinosaurs had long claws and wide, presumably fragile pelvic bones. Taking aim, he fired his rifle at the dinosaur's hips. It tried to dodge, but screeched in pain when the bullet hit it, shattering part of its pelvic bone. It was now eight feet away from them. Snapping its jaws, it slashed at them, but ripped the ladder heading upwards to the platform into shreds, as though it had just torn through aluminum foil.

"God, those claws look strong!" shouted Muldoon, one of his shots finally striking the Therizinosaurus in the head, putting out its left eye.

The Therizinosaurus then unexpectedly slashed with both hands in a cross-cut pattern, catching Muldoon in the chest. Gushing blood from the six bloody lines raked across his chest, Muldoon staggered, and fell into the pool. Grant took the opportunity to shoot at its heart as it turned to pick up the slowly twitching form of Robert Muldoon. The Therizinosaurus roared as the shot hit it in the ribs, first shattering bone, tearing muscle, and finally puncturing its heart. It slowly collapsed into the pool, its legs seeming to fold under its dead weight. The dead dinosaur then sank to the bottom of the pool.

Grant picked up Muldoon and decided to head down a pipe labeled 'Water Treatment Plant'.

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Kenny Johnson and Nate Wilkinson were sipping their coffees in Jurassic Park's water treatment facility, when the alarm sounded, indicating something from the sewers (normally this meant alligators), had entered the plant's treatment pool. Picking up their rifles, they went outside, and saw Muldoon being carried out by some dude covered in blood.

Johnson turned to Wilkinson, "Call Arnold."