A trio of Pteranodons soared through the sky over Isla Nublar. They were finally free to live their lives outside of captivity.

They swooped down as a plane came flying towards them.

A Fokker carrying mercenaries, William "Billy" Yoder, Oscar Morales, and Daniel "D-Caf" Cafaro, were arriving to the island on a search and rescue operation. Another team was also sent in as well.

"Hey Yoder, looks like the storm really tore this place up!" D-Caf said.

"It ain't the storm we're here to rescue people from, D-Caf!" Yoder said.

"Yeah, I heard!" D-Caf said. "So who did get left behind on "Dino Island"?"

"Oscar, you have the list, remind D-Caf what we're doing here." Yoder said. "He slept through another briefing."

"Search and rescue." Oscar said, reading from a list. "Biogeneticist, Dr. Laura Sorkin. Artifical Revivification Engineer, David Banks. Park Veterinarian, Gerry Harding and his daughter Jessica Harding, also an unidentified woman in need of medevac-"

"Wait, did you mention a daughter?" D-Caf asked.

"Yeah, I guess it was "Feed Your Daughter to Work Day" or something." Yoder said. "Good thing they sent me along to rescue her."

"Ha! Giant, flesh-eating dinosaurs or Billy Yoder. I'm not sure which sounds safer!" D-Caf joked. "Baltimore Team, this is Amsterdam." D-Caf said, contacting the other team. "What's your ETA on the emergency landing strip? Over."

"We're here, where are you?" A mercenary asked. "This place is a disaster area and there's no sign of the survivors. Over."

"We're just finishing our sweep, heading to the LZ now. ETA, ten minutes, out."

"Woah, woah D-Caf, not so fast!" Yoder said. "Do you even know where you're going? The, ah, little "N" there, stands for "North", buddy."

"I'm not lost." D-Caf replied.

"I know, I know, you're a little embarrassed to radio Baltimore team for directions. That's normal." Yoder said.

"Remind me why you washed out of pilot school again, Yoder." D-Caf said.

"Hey...yeah I'm no Charles Lindbergh..." Yoder said. "I'd rather be a passenger than flying a plane."

"Right." D-Caf said sarcastically. "Listen, InGen wants us to get in, get the survivors, and get out! That's it!"

"That's where you're wrong, D-Caf..." Yoder said. "...See InGen created these uh, whaddya call 'em, "hyper intelligent" dinosaurs. We need to establish contact with the alpha lizard and make sure they understand why we're here, first."

"Oh, I get it now." D-Caf said. "I'm here to actually drop you two cavemen off! Makes perfect sense now!"

"Oscar. Me smell frightened baby in pilot seat. You eat!" Yoder said in a terrible caveman "accent". Oscar laughed at Yoder's antics.

"Amsterdam! Respond!" A mercenary said on the radio said, his voice was muffled by gunfire. "They took out Baltimore team! They're in the bush! Multiple hostiles! I'm falling back to try to..."

"Go! Go! Go!" Oscar ordered D-Caf.