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The cars screeched to a halt in front of a Visitor Center that still looked like it wasn't entirely finished. Quickly getting out, and only stumbling once, I went up the steps slightly in front of Ian. Not that it was hard to do, he only seemed to walk with a lazy strut.

"G'day, g'day, g'day!" Hammond cheered as we entered the Center. "Now, the most advanced amusement park in the entire world. Incorporating all the latest technologies. And I'm not talking about just rides you know. Everyone has rides," he said, looking back as he lead us to another set of stairs. Hanging from the ceiling was a T-Rex and a long necked dinosaur skeleton locked in a hunt, considering the T-Rex was aiming for the others neck. "No, we've made living biological attractions so astounding that they'll capture the imagination of the entire planet."

"So what are you thinking?" Ellie asked Dad.

"Ha, that we're out of a job."

"Don't you mean "extinct"?" Ian asked before flashing a cheeky grin at my dad.

Hammond brought us to a small theatre room. "Well, now, why don't you all sit down? Uh, Donald," he called to the lawyer. "Sit down, sit down. Ah, here he comes." On the screen came a well dressed Hammond. "Well, here I come. Yes."

"Hello, hello," the Screen Hammond greeted.

"Say hello," Hammond prompted.

"H-hello," Ellie said.

From besides me, Ian had a cheesy grin on his face as he waved.

"Hello, John," Screen Hammond said.

"Oh, yes, I've got lines," Hammond muttered as he patted his pockets before pulling out some index cards.

"Well, fine, fine I guess. But how did I get here?"

"Uh, uh, well, let me show you. First I'll need a drop of blood, your blood."

"Right," there was a "spring" noise, "ooh! John that hurt."

"Relax, John, it's all part of the miracle of cloning." Soon other Johns appeared on screen, all greeting each other.

"Cloned from what?" Dad asked Ellie, Ian, and I. Well, I included myself by peering over Ian. "Loy extraction has never recreated an intact D.N.A strand."

"Not without massive sequence gaps," Ian added.

"Paleo-D.N.A from what source?" Ellie asked. "Where do you get a 100-million year old dinosaur blood?"

"Bone marrow?" I asked.

"Yeah, that could be likely," Dad nodded.

"Shh!" Donald hissed.

I shot him a look before turning and facing the screen as a cartoon strand of D.N.A appeared. As soon as he started talking in a rich southern accent, Ian and I shared an amused look. Soon I was leaning forward in my seat as Mr. D.N.A started talking about how they used mosquito blood.

"... we used the complete D.N.A of a frog to fill in the holes and complete the code," Mr. D.N.A said. "And now we can make a baby dinosaur."

"This scale is only temporary," Hammond spoke up. "It all has very dramatic music, of course. Rum-pum-pum! A march or something. It hasn't been written yet. And then, of course, the tour moves on."

The metal bars in front of us swung down like it would on a roller coaster as the room began to move to the left. Soon we were shifted by a lab containing unfossilized eggs and many workers.

"Wait a minute. How do you interrupt the cellular mitosis?" Dad asked.

"Can't we see the unfertilized eggs?" Ellie asked now.

"Shortly, shortly, shortly," Hammond assured them.

"Can't you stop these things?" Dad demanded.

"I'm sorry, it's kind of a ride."

The four of us looked at each other. "Ok. One, two, three," Ellie counted. With a grunt we pushed the bars up and quickly walked out.

"You can't do that, can they do that?" I heard Donald say before I exited the room.

~line break~

The P.A system beeped as we entered the lab. "A reminder. The boat for the main land will be leaving at 19oo hours. All personnel be at the dock by 1845. No exceptions."

"G'day, Henry," Hammond greeted as he descended the steps.

"Oh, good day, sir," an Asian man greeted as he looked back.

Dad immediately targeted an egg station and bee-lined for it, Ellie and I following shortly behind him.

"It turning the eggs," I said amazed as the robotic arm gently picked up and slowly turned each egg.

"Oh, God," Ian said before pointing at a wiggling egg near the edge of the "nest".

"Oh, perfect timing," Henry said. "I'd hoped they'd hatch before I had to go to the boat.

"Henry, Henry, Henry, why didn't you tell me?" Hammond asked as he made his way over to the egg. "I insist on being here when they're born," He said before going into a sort of "hatch mode". "Come on, come on," he cooed. "Come on, little one. Come on, come on, little one, come on. Come on, then. Come on, then. Very good. Push, push! Very good!"

"Oh, God," I said in awe.

"Push, come on!" Hammond continued. "Come on, then. Come on, then. There you are," he cooed as he pulled off a piece of shell. "There you are." The baby dinosaur let out a raspy hiss. "They imprint on the first thing they come in contact with. That's it! Helps them to trust me. I've been present for the birth of every little creature on this island."

"Well, surely, not the ones that have bred in the wilds," Ian said.

"Actually, they can't breed in the wild," Henry corrected. "Population control is one of our security precautions. There's no unauthorized breeding in Jurassic Park."

"How do you know they can't breed?" I asked.

"Well, because all the animals in Jurassic Park are female," Henry answered. "We've engineered them that way."

"But, um, again, how do you know they're all female?" Ian asked after a moment. "What, does somebody go out in the park and pull up the dinosaurs' skirts?"

"We control their chromosomes. It's really not that difficult. All vertebrate embryos are inherently female anyway. They just require an extra hormone given at the developmental stage to make them male. We simply deny them that."

"Deny them that?" Ellie asked sounding confused.

"John, the kind of control you're attempting is, uh, it's not possible. If there's one thing the history of evolution has taught us, it's that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, it expands to new territories and crashes through barriers painfully, maybe even dangerously, but, uh, well, there it is."

"There it is," John said with a tight smile.

"You're implying that a group composed entirely of female animals will...breed?" Henry asked skeptically.

"No, I'm simply saying that life, uh, finds a way," Ian stated.

The baby let out a raspy squeal as Dad carried her away to inspect her closer. "What species is this?" Dad asked Henry.

"Uh...it's a Velociraptor."

"You bred raptors?" Dad sounded horrified.

Henry nodded.

Dad looked back down, rubbing his thumb across it, looking lost in thought.

I'll have the next chapter up hopefully by tonight. Please let me know what you think!