C7: Wu:

xxx Isla Nublar, Office of Dr. Henry Wu xxx

The halls were so quiet during the night here within the Hammond Creation Lab. To help with the safety of both the patrons and animals. All the attractions and exibits that involved the animals close when the sun starts to set over the horizon. That rule implied to the lab as well. So while the guests were enjoying the late night delights of Dave & Buster's, Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville, Nobu, Sunrio Tequillia Bar and Grill, and Winston's Steak House. Henry Wu sat in his dimly lit office. Enjoying a simple tea drink, alone.

A man in his now early 50s, Dr. Henry Wu had accomplished even more then Hammond, Sorkin and himself had dreamt about back in the 1980s. To go from a simple theory of recreating extinct life. The designing, building and untimely failure of the first park at the hands of that greedy bastard Nedry. The death of Sorkin at the first park and Hammond just 4 years later had hit Wu hard. Especially right on the eve of his first personal genetic success. The multiple species hybrid flower, Karacosis Wutansis, the Wu flower.

Shortly after Simon Masrani had purchased InGen. He had also approached Wu. Promoting him to the head of research and devolopment. His task was recreating the dinosaurs once more for another attempt at a resort and zoo. And judging by the state of the park today. It was an overwhelming success.

Then came the bad part of business, sustainabilty. As people became increasingly used to seeing dinosaurs, revenue started to drop. To combat this was relitively simply in concept. Create more species of dinosaur for the park. The idea had merit and was working. With every new species, revenue for the park would increase. At the time, this seemed to be the answer they needed to continue business. Now, a new problem had arisen, DNA supply.

The first attempt at a park had clearly shown that filling in large gaps in the genetic sequence with the DNA of other animal led to unexpected results. Such as the dilophosaurus becoming poisonous spitters or the switch of sex from female to male to facilitate breeding. As was discovered in operation clean up back in 1994. To combat this oversight, it was deemed that for the safety of the park, no animal with a completed genome under 90% was to be used. Past that, any changes to the animals would be superficial most of the time, such as skin or eye color. In addition, any animals that lived in packs would be sex checked regularly. If a male was found, they were removed without question and taken over to Isla Sorna, Site B, where they would live out their lives on the still mostly untamed island. All animals were studied immensely for harmful abnormalities and were removed accordingly, obviously.

While these practices had helped in reigning the amount of unknown variables. It also put a strain on what animals they could make for the park. Even with modern computers, it took a long time to reach that magical 90%. Plus, even when they reached that number, it didn't promise a new dinosaur right away. Artificial births rate were still low overall. And so, the release of new animals was slow as well. And so, new solutions would be needed to keep the company afloat.

Dr. Wu's trip down memory lane was brought to a halt as a sutble rumbling sound came to his ears. He sighed in the soft glowing amber lit room. Reaching to the right side of his desk, he pulled on of the drawers out. His hand then lifted the now revealed false bottom. Within the hidden compartment, a small tablet laid there. Vibrating softly from an incoming call. Wu sighed again as he knew who it was and what they wanted.

After a quick glance around to make sure no one around. Wu removed the tablet from its hiding place. Propping it up on its little built in stand, he pressed the answer button. The incoming call screen black out for a few moments. Quickly followed by the usual audio only screen. Sitting back in his chair, Wu spoke, "This is Wu."

"Wu," a distorted female voice responded, "Has there been any sign of our... invesment, since the accident?"

"Unfortunately, there has been no sign of the Archaeodontodraco Rex since the espionage incident. But since it has chromatophores similiar to our Indominus project for the park. It could literally be a meter from the tracking team and they wouldn't know, seeing as you didn't want a track implant installed."

"The Ancient Tooth Dragon King? Quite the fitting name Dr. Wu. And of course we didn't want that! We thought about just taking the animal the day you invited us to see it in your Site B lab! We couldn't believe the way you were treating it! Don't you understand anything! With as intelligent as is planned for that animal, abuse like that would cause a mental imbalance. Leading the animal to learn sheer hatred and not trust anyone! Training at that point would be impossible and thus a complete waste of our money!"

"I deeply apologize for my staff's treatment of your animal. They were all fired and replaced after that had been brought to my attention. I've also made sure to keep Hoskins' men sweeping the island regularly. Since no body pieces have ever been found. It is strongly believed to still be alive and succesfully surviving on the island. Hopefully away from my 'accident's' territory on the northwest corner. Since its advanced growth gene design should have activated by now. It will have less places to hide its larger body. As soon as it's found, I shall have it brought over to Nublar and contact you immediately for verification and delivery to your custody."

"See that you do Dr. Wu. Or we shall cease covering your tracks from both the higher ups. As well as other interested parties that have started to turn their gaze in your direction. Keep us updated on your Indominus project as well. We may buy a few if they are deemed worthy."

The screen went black as the call was aburptly ended. Wu quickly placed the device back in its hiding spot and shut the drawer. Afterwards he hung his head in hands as he sighed out in frustrution. Prehaps he should have never taken this deal?