I change perspectives A LOT in this chapter. Tried to keep the action up!

There was a breach. The Indominus Rex had gotten out by some surge of unluckiness, it was if history had been doomed to repeat itself. She just couldn't believe it, even as she burst through the elevator and stared at the large screens completely flabbergasted. Clarke was sweating and out of breath.

"It's headed towards the east side of the park." Wick stated, moving his mouse to click the sectors.

"Evacuate the area, close the rides. Send out a non lethal recovery squad please, we don't want this getting any farther than it is." Clarke snapped. She ran her hands through her hair, she couldn't even begin to fathom what had happened. Her mind was racing with thoughts of what she could've done differently, what she should've realized from the start. Raven made the calls to the rides and attractions to tell them to evacuate and close for the day. Wick send a blast out to their patrol units and rangers who jumped into immediate action, hopefully the tranquilizers would work and they could transport it with ease. Suddenly the security guard started to fight with an anonymous voice. But it wasn't anonymous, Clarke closed her eyes and let out a sigh, both in annoyance and relief as she knew that voice. She turned around and saw the guard had his large hand around Bellamy's muscular arm glaring at him.

"Let him in, Mr. Blake is cleared to be in here." She said with her full authority. The guard stared at him hard then let his arm go.

"What the hell was that!?" Bellamy yelled. He stormed towards Clarke, she could smell the gasoline on his clothes, curious to why she could. Her eyes looked at his angry, freckled face, his dark eyes full of anger and confusion, they bore right through her. Clarke winced at his words for just a moment, feeling weak, but then she straightened her shoulders and looked him dead in the eyes.

"We've just started to evacuate the side of the island it's going towards. This really isn't your place Mr. Blake." She said, but she wasn't too sure about that statement. He was the expert not her, she was just good at managing the animals not assessing their mental stability and health, their actions, their...well everything.

"Wait a minute." He said staring at the screen. A cluster of names, pictures, and vital signs popped up on the right side of the large screen, Ranger units. No visible sign of large weapons though. Only numerous medicinal names Bellamy recognized. "You sent them out there using non lethals?" He snarled. His eyes widened at the thought.

"We have invested too much money into this asset to just kill it." Clarke uttered. Her hands shook, he wanted to take them in his and convince her to change her mind about the rangers, to get her to understand that this was a terrible idea that would end badly. But he couldn't. All he could do was desperately attempt to get everyone on his side in order to change her mind. Emotion wasn't key at this point in time, logic was, and everyone knew he was the most logical about the dinosaurs. Why wouldn't they listen to him?

"You have the most advanced weapons here at your disposal Clarke. Strap one on that chopper and smoke this thing!" Bellamy yelled. Raven shook her head no.

"There's too many civilians here right now. We can't just 'smoke it' we'd be ruined. The park would close forever." She explained. Clarke let out a shuddery breath and gripped the table in front of her feeling sick. This was all her fault.

"We can't let that happen. So let's not. Our rangers are trained to handle this, I know they'll get the job done." She said, but she didn't sound so sure.

"That thing, scratched those marks, and his her thermal radiation to trick us. She set a trap, she WANTED us to go in." He argued. Everyone didn't reply, their head collectively went down to their keyboards, Clarke looked at her spike heels.

"We're approaching the destination." A man named Shumway said.

Top of his class, top of his department, captain Shumway was ready to handle this beast. He always knew he would do something important for the park, he didn't realize he'd be capturing the latest and greatest upcoming attraction. Maybe after this he'd get a promotion to department head! The van holding all of his men and women stopped abruptly and they started to get ready to move out into the jungle.

"Alright men. Be smart, be alert. Let's get this thing and move out!" He barked. The doors to the van opened into a lush, green rainforest where it was completely silent other than the trickle of water from the river nearby, laughter echoed, the last canoe of the day if they didn't catch the monster. Shumway gritted his teeth and started to walk, listening intently to the sounds around him. He noticed something fleshy and pink on the ground that lit up. It was a piece of skin with fat, and a silver tracker, the light inside of the glass was blinking blue and purple.

"Is that..." Wick questioned. Bellamy nodded his head gravely.

"Yes. She ripped out her tracker."

"How did she know it was there?" Raven asked. His eyes went dark.

"She remembered where you put it."

As Shumway inspected the tracker he was confused, how could it have gotten there? Where was the dinosaur? His thoughts were cut off as a drop of blood dripped onto the meaty flesh. He looked up and saw the leafs on the trees soaked in bright red blood. His stomach fell as he noticed something move.

"It can camouflage!" He called, he dropped the tracker and sprinted away. A loud roar pierced everyone's ears and the lifted their tranquilizer guns aiming for the creature that stood before them, teeth stained red. Shumway slipped on a rock in a tiny stream and fell down. The dinosaur thrust it's head down and grabbed him by the straps on his uniform and gun, lifting him high in the air. Shots rang through his ears as he prayed to be spared by some miracle. The monster roared again and dropped Shumway as the darts hit it in the neck, and stomach, he hit the water with a small splash and a loud thud. Slowly he lifted his head but the dinosaur pushed him under as it stepped forward, it grabbed another ranger and swallowed him. His lungs screamed for air and they got just that, as the Indominus Rex pulled up back up by its teeth and ripped into him.

Vitals went down then beeped as the person met their doom. The screen showed a murder scene, or a mass grave. Clarke couldn't tell which one it was. Tears stung her eyes, one fell down her cheek but it was quickly wiped away.

"Tell them to pull back and leave fast." She said. Wick quickly sent the message to them. Dante Wallace stormed into the control room in a frenzy.

"What's going on Ms. Griffin!?" He demanded, worry filled his blue eyes.

"There's been a breach...I don't...I don't know if we can contain it." She whispered. Bellamy glanced at Mr. Wallace who was blankly staring at the screen and determined he should be the one to tell him to terminate the animal

"Bellamy Blake sir, your raptor specialist." He said sticking out his hand. Dante took it slowly but firmly and shook it.

"Yes I'm aware." He mumbled still looking at the screen.

"Sir it's in my best opinion that you make the call to terminate the Indominus Rex. I'm aware you keep weapons here large enough to handle it for this exact reason. Please sir I'm urging you to make the right call." He implored. Dante nodded his head.

"Yes...Mr. Blake is correct..." He muttered. "Get the chopper ready and strap on the best and biggest gun we have to it. I need two rangers and the pilot stat." Dante decided snapping his fingers. Clarke's eyes widened but she nodded. Bellamy felt bad for her for some reason, even though this was her fault lives had been lost because of poor judgement, and it wasn't her fault the dinosaur had gotten out. She would forever blame herself for something she didn't do.

"Hey...it'll be ok." He said to her, putting his hand on the middle of her back. She looked up at him, she didn't seem angry or upset, she seemed lost. He wanted to help her find whatever it was.

"Oh my god!" She cried realizing something. He pulled his hand back quickly, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number.

"Oh come on pick up!" She urged. "Lexa! Where are you!? Are Monty and Jasper there?" She paused and put her head in her hand. "What do you mean you don't know?" Another pause. "Fine, fine. Get to the plaza and find a safe place ok?" Clarke hung up and dialed another number.

"Jasper! Where are you guys? Hello? Can you hear me?" She groaned in agony, "No Jasper! It's me Clarke!" She cried. Her face flashed with worry, guilt, and sadness. "Jasper, listen to me, where are you two? Hello?" You need to get out of there now!" the phone call ended suddenly. No service on their end no doubt. Her stomach churned, everything seemed so hopeless. She turned to look at Bellamy, his face softened when he saw her. "I need to go find them Bellamy."

"I'm coming with you." He said. She gave a weak smile and nodded. Bellamy took her hand, not surprised at how soft it was, or how small it was in comparison to his, and led her to the elevator, as it opened he looked at the small blonde, curious to who she needed to find. They piled in and her body fidgeted as they went down, she bit her already short nails as they got closer to floor one. He didn't let go even as the doors opened, instead he squeezed her hand softly.