Kasai Aside Your Troubles
An InGen Bullhead was seen landing in a barely paved area outside of the designated range of Jurassic Kingdom defined by the force field. The first to step out of the Bullhead was Claire Dearing, who was followed by an Indian man that was sophisticatedly dressed in a gray business suit and wearing sunshades. Then a Jurassic Kingdom construction worker ran past both of them with a green sickly color on his face as he rushed into the nearby fern bushes.
"Is he okay?" Claire asked Masrani, who was too focused on the incomplete paddock to notice. "Hey, are you okay?"
"Oh, he's just being overly dramatic," Hammond's executive assistant said, pushing aside the man's cause for vomiting as being so-called trivial, "Are you still building?"
"We originally planned to open the asset to the public in May of next year, but Asset Containment insisted we push its debut date to November until construction of the higher walls could be completed. It's much bigger than expected." Claire explained with some sourness in the delay that would miss the critical deadline for this particular creature in contrast to many of the dinosaurs and other prehistoric beasts' debuts.
Masrani looked up to see the construction workers working to meld the structural support beams of the paddock. He walked until he was a 50 feet away from the walls that were currently at 44 feet high. "It's a good sign." He said confidently.
Then Claire opened the door into the control room for Masrani as she further narrated,
"We hit a few speed bumps early on. It acted very aggressively and destructively when food was brought in," she gestured to a large, overweight man in charge of the paddock's security to walk out of the room. "One of the mercenary Huntresses lost her life. It had stalked before injuring two handlers in an ambush, and trashed a Paladin into scrap metal while the others had threatened to quit if me or Mr. Hammond couldn't guarantee their safety."
"I certainly remember how poor the timing of that was," Masrani commented, referring to the time when he had the utmost pleasure of having to deal with the filing of multitude of papers and emails ranging from reports to threats of resignation and divulgence to the media, exacerbated by an irate Muldoon, who now had a stronger case along with the Raptor Civil War to insist upon installing military-grade weapon systems. How Hammond had suffered from migraine at the worst possible moment, leaving him to having to sort through the chaotic hustle and report to him on the situation while the old CEO was recovering in his bed.
"It was quite the nightmare, to be honest, but thankfully, we, or rather, the park survived it." Claire attempted to steer the conversation away from that mess.
"That remains to be seen." Masrani said, keeping his skepticism as he pointed his finger to the burnt blast marks present on the wall adjacent to the viewing window screens. "Care to explain what are those?"
Claire looked in the direction where Masrani was pointing to. She looked away from the marks as she answered slowly, clearly uncomfortable,
"Yes...she tried to escape by force using her Semblance."
"Quite a fiery spirit she has," the Indian executive director was reluctantly impressed by the creature's tenacity.
"For a dinosaur...," Claire agreed.
The sharp snapping of the branches from the thick cover of the jungle in front of the viewing balcony separated by a 30 foot deep moat.
Monstrous footsteps thundered with the ground rumbling and the trees shaking. The vegetation parted slightly, just enough for reddish magenta and some patches of red orange scales that had a rough, thorny or bumpy texture to them to be visible to the two. Masrani looked closely, squinting his eyes when he saw more of the dinosaur's scaly hide that had dark brown stripes with two side rows of minute dorsal scutes and longer middle, bony dorsal spines that were bleach white. The beast let out an unearthly growl that sounded like a tiger, cassowary, and walrus growling together into a bass speaker.
"Is that what I think it is?" The executive assistant spoke apprehensively at the patches of eerily familiar skeletal white, bony armor, "Part Grimm?"
"Will that scare the kids?" Claire asked curiously.
"Kids?" Masrani asked exasperatedly, "This will give Huntsmen nightmares."
"You think that's a good thing considering they're here?" She asked nervously knowing how they, particularly Ozpin, Ironwood, Malcolm, and the lawyer, Gennaro, might flip out at the fact that the park secretly has a hybrid creature; part dinosaur, part Grimm.
Masrani shared his boss's naivete and love for dinosaurs as he was in awed astonishment when he said,
"She's beautiful."
The hybrid poked her 6-foot long red horned head and partially her neck out of the jungle cover and they were about 28 feet high above the ground. She had a pair of sharp-looking, crimson horn like crests over her black-red eyes. Her nasal snout was covered in white bony armor as well as possesing two rhinoceros-like nasal horns. The first one placed just right above the dinosaur's nostrils was about 4 feet long while the second one behind it was 2.5 feet long. The nasal armor ended in a sharp beaklike tip. The rest of her upper snout was red with a black diagonal stripe that covered onto her lower jaw where half of it was covered in a white bony sheath that also ended in a sharp beaklike tip. There were normal rows of spike-like teeth within the mouth and there was also an uneven row of conical teeth that jut outwards from the jaws, giving the animal a rather snaggle toothed, snarling appearance.
The neck was partially to have a large patch of jet black feathers like a small mane of sorts and presence of orange neck bony spines jutting from the mane. The throat was covered in pinkish red, spiny wattles not unlike that of a rooster.
It was her eyes that were the most disturbing. They glowed crimson so brightly illuminated that her soulless glare easily resembled that of a Grimm Dragon's. There were glowing lines around her eyes on the skin that also glowed crimson red. The creature purred when it leveled a bloodchilling Grimm-like glare at Masrani and Claire.
"We caught her attention," Masrani commented with fear in his voice.
"Kasai Rex has heat vision like snakes that can lock onto their victims' heat signatures. And she also has the uncanny ability that all Grimm carry when it comes to their prey being distressed." Claire explained coolly.
"She can sense negative emotions," Masrani said, very admonished to learn the hybrid had such an ability.
Claire nodded.
He noticed a breathe of fire leaking from the Kasai Rex's half-closed mouth with smoke coming through the gaps between her teeth.
"Where are the younger siblings?" Masrani asked in particular about one thing was missing. "I thought there were supposed to be two others."
"We had bred two more in case this one didn't make it past its infancy. The third one died of deformities before it even hatched out of its egg. The second one did hatch along with this first one."
"What happened to the second one? Where is it?" Masrani was intrigued.
Then Claire gave the answer in the most chilling manner unintentionally, "She ate it."
Masrani looked to her, clearly shocked with his eyebrows raised while Claire give a smile as if it was normal on a clear sunny day, unaware of how out of place it was given the tone of the conversation.
The Ceratosaurus-like Kasai Rex, disinterested, retracted her head back into the jungle. She disappeared into the exhibit with the only thing indicating she was ever there was the scorch mark on the leaf litter caused by her saliva.