Jurassic World: Return to Isla Nublar – Chapter 9: The Return of Biosyn
A/N: Remember that shady figure mentioned in the last chapter? Well, Chapter 9 is going to reveal who that is. I hope the story has been enjoyable so far. We are nearing the end of these more docile chapters – soon, we'll have some totally awesome adventure, mystery and intrigue added to the list. By the way, thanks to everyone who's posted comments on this story so far!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Jurassic Park except the very characters I've made up.
Two days since the events of Chapter 8, in a small restaurant in Snakewater, Montana, (it might interest the reader to know that Snakewater, Montana in the story is a 3/4ths of a mile from Hell Creek), a man twiddles his thumbs impatiently waiting for another person to join his meeting. He has a rather bland-featured face, is wearing a small straw hat on top of his head, a pair of sunglasses, and a formal-looking suit and pants – this was the fabled Lewis Dodgson! Dodgson is the CEO of InGen's rival company, Biosyn, which is also engaged in genetic engineering techniques.
Back in 1993, Biosyn was somehow able to gain knowledge as to what InGen was doing on Isla Nublar (fortunately they weren't aware of Isla Sorna at the time). Since Biosyn was at least ten years behind on the same research InGen was accomplishing in the world of genetic engineering, Dodgson wasn't against cheating. So he bribed an unhappy employee at InGen named Dennis Nedry to steal 15 species of dinosaur embryos off Isla Nublar in a last ditch attempt to save his company from ruin.
The company was in ruin at the time due to Dodgson's checkered history with his experiments he often conducted, whether or not it would be dangerous or inconvenient to someone else. For instance, Dodgson once introduced a modified form of the rabies virus to Chilean farmers without them knowing. But Dodgson didn't count on getting busted in the act and, even though he escaped prosecution, his business didn't fair so well and his investors dropped out one by one. Pretty soon, Biosyn was in financial straights and that's when he employed Dennis Nedry to steal dinosaur embryos from InGen in return for a total of $1,500,000 for his deed. To smuggle the embryos off the island, Biosyn invented a modified Barbasol shaving cream can; and in case that plan failed, his back up plan was to have one of his employees, Miles Chadwick and a woman native to Isla Nublar before InGen bought it named Nima Cruz, retrieve the canister. As we all know, Nedry shut the park's power off, he and Chadwick were killed by escaped dinosaurs in the process and Jurassic Park had to be shut down. Both InGen and Biosyn didn't win out of the situation and since the Jurassic Park Incident, Biosyn was barely managing to stay up and running without their investors and were almost literally scraping the bottom of the money-bin. Within a few months, Biosyn would have to shut down their operations; Dodgson and the rest of his employees would be out of a job.
This time we must come through, Dodgson thought. Sitting next to him in the restaurant were two other men named Howard King, an employee of Biosyn, and Baselton Malone, a scientist who was hired to give Biosyn a good reputation, but even he wasn't doing very good at that job, otherwise they wouldn't be having this meeting tonight. They were still waiting for one more person to join their table before they could start the meeting. While they waited, Malone ordered four dishes juicy, fried egg yokes. He loudly smacked as he ate, adding to Dodgson's discomfort.
Malone looked up at Dodgson, who was merely playing with the unappetizing egg yokes using his fork. "Are you going to eat that?" Malone asked. Dodgson shook his head and Malone greedily slid Dodgson's plate over to him and helped himself (despite already having eaten his and Howard's portions!).
Dodgson grimaced as Malone slurped the juice from the egg yokes. Who on earth could eat that disgusting stuff! He could only hope that the person they were waiting for would arrive soon so he didn't have to continue watching Malone eat.
"Hello guys, I'm here!" The men looked over to the door to see a young woman enter the restaurant. She was wearing goth-style clothes, had curly black hair pulled back into a pony tail and a big, smirk-like grin. She took a seat next to Dodgson. This is Dodgson's sister, Halley B. Dodgson, and she's just as feisty as her brother. "Alright Dodgson. This meeting better save Biosyn or I'm going to have to–"
"You shouldn't use my name," Dodgson interrupted.
Looking around the crowded restaurant, Halley yelled, "Hey everyone! Everyone! We've got Dodgson here!" She turned to face her brother. "See? No one cares? Nice hat! What are you trying to look like? A secret agent?"
"Hello, Halley," Malone greeted as he gestured toward the dish of egg yokes sitting in front of Halley. "I ordered appetizers for all of us."
"Oh, thanks! You shouldn't have!" She stabbed her fork into the yoke and started gobbling it down. "What is it?"
"Fried egg yokes," Malone answered proudly. Halley winced and coughed.
"On second thought," she said with a grimaced expression on her face, "you can have it. I'm not very hungry."
"Thanks!" With that, Malone started eating her dish as well.
Dodgson cleared his throat and began his speech. "Alright, I suppose you all know why we're here tonight – the fate of our company lies in this meeting. As you know, about two decades ago, we had Dennis Nedry and Miles Chadwick go to Isla Nublar to retrieve dinosaur embryos. But the plan went in ruins thanks to Dennis' misfortune and both InGen and Biosyn lost. InGen went bankrupt while we're still teetering on the verge of Chapter 13, but we can't keep on like this. Within a few weeks, we'll have to close Biosyn down and we'll all be out of work. Now, the purpose of this meeting is to decide our next course of action. Over three weeks ago, an incident with jet-skiers 120 miles off the coast of Costa Rica mysteriously went missing until the remains of their bodies were uncovered in a meat chunk. Ever since this incident, people have been wondering if Isla Nublar still exists. If it does, this is great news for us because–"
"But why can't we exploit Isla Sorna?" Howard asked curiously.
"Isla Sorna's restricted territory – Lexico's creeps are patrolling the island and/or have other means of knowing what or who comes to or leaves the island. We can't go anywhere near the island or we'll be prosecuted. Don't you remember? We looked into the security system of Sorna and found it impossible to pass. Isla Nublar could be our ticket out of this financial mess we're in!" He turned to his sister. "So what did you learn from when you scoped out Hammond's place a couple of nights ago?"
"Well, I wasn't able to get inside," Halley began, "but I was able to learn enough by eavesdropping on Hammond's conversation with Lexico, Dr. Alan Grant, Ian Malcolm and the rest of the lot from outside an open window. It turns out that Isla Nublar wasn't destroyed by Napalm bombs from the U.S. military. Instead, Hammond called it off and the island's existence was only known to the 'higher-ups' of organizations like the military and NASA. It's from my understanding that the dinosaurs of Nublar still exist and Lexico is planning an expedition to the island itself."
Dodgson grinned slyly. "Wonderful. Now we have all the information we need to exploit Isla Nublar before Lexico declares that island off limits too. We have to do this ASAP (As Soon As Possible)."
"What's the plan?" Malone asked.
"I've already devised the whole plan. We're going to go to Isla Nublar and we'll get what we need."
"Retrieving embryos is going to be hard," Malone objected, wiping egg-juice from his mouth. "We'd need to first–"
"No, you lunatic! We're not getting embryos this time! That's ridiculous! We're going to get dinosaur eggs."
"Dinosaur eggs?" Halley asked with a giggle. "That's dumb. You're not as smart as I thought. You should have us get adult dinosaurs and–"
Dodgson slammed his fist on the table, stood up and shouted, "HALLEY! Who's in charge here?! It's definitely not you!" He stopped yelling when he noticed every eyeball in the restaurant was watching him. Dodgson smiled uncomfortably at everyone and sat back down. "Sorry everyone," he apologized. "Where were we?"
Howard looked thoughtful (he was used to his boss' occasional moments of short temper). "You were discussing the plan to get dinosaur eggs."
"Yes, I remember now. So as I was saying, this time we're going to retrieve dinosaur eggs instead of embryos, which is sort of impossible now that Jurassic Park's embryo storage unit is no doubt defunct. So really, stealing eggs is our only option. As we reach Nublar, we'll steal the eggs and then smuggle them back to the mainland."
"What happens if we get trapped on the island?" Howard questioned. He had heard one too many stories of people getting stuck on either Nublar or Sorna and he didn't want that happening to them.
"You worry too much," Dodgson snapped. "That's why I'm prepared. I don't want a repeat of what happened to Nedry, or of what happened to the InGen team in 1997. I'm going to have a mercenary with us at all times to give those dinosaurs the punch they deserve! Come on, this is an easy mission. We don't even have to get past customs!"
Malone nodded as he slurped up more of his food. "So, basically we're going to go to Nublar, find the nests, get the eggs and take them back."
Halley rolled her eyes. "What purpose do those eggs have anyway? I mean, what are we going to do with them? They'd make a good omelet."
"You don't fry eggs worth thousands if not millions of dollars, Halley!" Dodgson snapped. "After we have eggs, the possibilities are endless. A recreation of Jurassic Park, trophy hunting, genetically mutating them into pets, shows – those are just a few things that people will pay for and Biosyn will be saved! Not to mention that since we'll have the living, breathing creatures, we'll obviously have their DNA to clone more if necessary."
"Are you sure that's exactly how the mission will go?" asked Howard.
"Look, I can't plan out every single detail because we don't know where the nests are, or even where the island is exactly. So we'll have to tag-along behind the Lexico team with the greatest secrecy and take it from there, making up the plan as we go."
Malone scraped the last bit of egg yoke juice up with his spoon and gurgled it down. "I just hope this adventure will be worth all your paying me to keep Biosyn's 'good' reputation and assist you on the island."
"Yes, that's why you're getting paid so much," Dodgson admitted. "Since you have a good knowledge of dinosaurs and other need-to-know stuff, you're crucial to this team." He turned to his sister. "I need you to stick close to the Lexico team and learn exactly what they plan to do, when they leave for the island and all that other stuff. Don't get caught!"
"Why would I get caught?" Halley asked.
Dodgson sighed and placed his head on the table – sometimes, his sister drove him crazy! Dodgson looked up and announced, "The one thing I know about this mission is that it has to be a success! The fate of Biosyn lies within our hands. If we fail, we'll loose our jobs and our research into bioengineering will be worth peanuts. This is our last chance to redeem the company."
"Don't worry, Dodgson," Malone assured him. "We know what's at stake. We're in this together!"
Dodgson nodded. If this mission fails, we'll be doing stuff like laundromat cleaning! Our last chance needs to be a success!
The four of them sat in silence – they each knew that the quest to save Biosyn was about to begin.
A/N: Now that we've learned about this story's antagonist, what do you think? I hope the addition of bad guys helps the story. Comments (even constructive criticism) are greatly encouraged! For now, rest and relax until the next time I publish a new chapter. In Chapter 10, the two teams will finally embark on that journey back to the island of forgotten dreams – they'll return to Isla Nublar. And don't worry, I can assure you that we'll have some really cool dinosaur action coming up within the next couple of chapters!