Chapter 3: The Indominus

A sigh of relief swept over Javelin once Hoskins left. He knew the man wanted a way to militarize the raptors. The raptor security chief also knew Hoskins' plan was ridicolous. These raptors are my family. I will not lose them the ways I lost...

Great.

Thinking of his squad back in the military was not a good thing, especially now. Walking to his spot next to the wall, Javelin squeezed his eyes shut and pressed on his sinuses. He took a deep breath and exhaled. Sitting down, he closed his eyes again and scanned the area.

Delta and Echo were fighting over what little scraps of the pig remained. Blue was doing her best to break it up. Charlie came over and rested next to Javelin. He rubbed her neck like he always did, but she could feel his stress. "Just bad memories is all," he responded when she chirped inquisitively.

The radio call woke him up. "Jav, you there?"

"I'm here, Owen. What is it?"

"Claire wants me to see how safe the paddock for a new dinosaur is. Thought you might want to tag along."

Javelin slowly exhaled. "Sure. I think Barry can handle the pack in my absence."

"Alright. See you there." Owen ended the call.

"Sorry, ladies, but I have to go," Javelin said as he exited the raptor paddock. He started up his jeep and went to the new paddock.
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The drive wasn't as long as he thought it to be, but it was still longer than from his home to the raptors. As he didn't see Owen's motorcycle or Ms. Dearing's car, Javelin knew he was early. He knelt down and scanned for whatever InGen cooked up this time.

When he found it, he wasn't sure what to make of it. It felt like a T-Rex, but larger. There was a similar gait, but not completely the same. What is this thing?

Ms. Dearing drove up with Grady in the passenger seat. He wiped his hand on his pants before offering it to her. "Ms. Dearing."

"Mr. Javelin," she greeted as she shook his hand.

"Please, just Javelin."

She looked over to Grady before saying, "You two have a bit in common." She gestured to the observation room. When they entered, they couldn't see the dinosaur, but Javelin knew it was there.

"So what is this thing?" Javelin asked.

"Our first hybrid. We call her the Indominus Rex," Dearing answered.

"Really? That's the name you came up with?" Owen said.

"You try pronouncing some of the other asset names," She retorted.

"Hybrid, huh? That explains the T-Rex part. What else is she made of?" Javelin inquired, looking deeply into the brush for the hybrid. He was confident they were being watched.

"That's classified."

"You made a dinosaur and you don't know what's in it?" Grady asked.

"Easy, Owen. I'm sure the geneticists have their reasons." Javelin looked at Claire with a small bit of distrust. "Right?"

Claire dismissed the statement as she asked the guard on duty, "Can we drop a steer in, please?"

"Has it been here all its life?" Grady asked.

"Yes," Claire said as the crane moved the corpse over to the paddock.

"Isolation. Not a smart move, trust me, I know," The raptor guard spoke with uneasiness in his voice. Could explain why she hasn't come out yet.

"Where is she?" Owen said.

"Hold on," The guard said. He glanced at each of the thermal cameras. "This can't right. She's not showing up on any of the cameras."

Owen pointed out a side window. "Have those claw marks always been there?"

They looked at the wall. White lines haphazardly pockmarked the concrete barrier in trios. Too random, the security chief thought.

"Do you think she escaped?" Claire asked.

"No, she's still in here," Javelin said. There was no place for her to get a solid foothold. No cracks from the weight, nothing except the marks. "Unless she's silent, but I doubt that."

She looked at the raptor guard. "How do you know?"

Javelin just rose and flexed his right hand. "Hasn't failed me yet." His nerves got messed up somehow in a skirmish, resulting in a major loss of feeling in his right arm. He volunteered for surgery to put experimental sensors in the limb, just so he could feel again. They worked perfectly and he kept them ever since.

Claire remained skeptical. "I'll go to the control center to make sure. Meanwhile, Mr. Grady, do you think you can check?"

"I guess," he said. After Claire left, Owen asked his security officer, "You sure she's still in there?"

"Positive. But only way to be completely certain is to go in there." You moron, what are you doing?

"Alright, let's go."
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Her plan was perfect. She had clawed at the barrier in a way that made it seem she had climbed out. When they came in to slake their curiosity, she would make herself known and ambush them. If she was fortunate, she could escape.

Escape wasn't her top priority now. She had a lot of built-up anger in her blood and needed a release. One can only do so much to trees and dirt.

She watched them leave their safety to closer observe her distraction. There were four, one of whom was watching her cover for movement.

Quietly, she sniffed the air to catch that one's scent. He smelled like the rest of his kind, but there was something else. She had no clue as to what it belonged to.

But it was familiar

She remembered the smell in herself. That odor was part of what her scent was made of. It was also in her sibling's...

Sadness and rage boiled simultaneously. She would make them know how she felt when her sister died.

She would have them know how she had dealt with the death of her only family.
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Javelin watched the thick jungle while Owen and the others conversed over the claw marks. He scanned again. She was in the paddock, but the pulse he got back was lighter, then heavier than before.

"I was right. She's in here," Javelin warned the group, just when the ground shook.

The worker's radio crackled. "She's in there with you. Get out!"

Owen and the worker made a run to the door, but the Indominus stepped out. The guard behind Javelin fumbled for his access card to open the gate. Javelin ignored the whimperings with an inhuman calm.

Owen ran back to the gate, the worker right behind him. The Indominus Rex followed them and caught the unfortunate soul that stumbled. After devouring the quick snack, she turned back to the rest of the prey. Two of the three humans ran from her, fear in every muscle of their body. The third one, the one who was wearing armor, just stood there with a smile on his face.

Javelin waited until Owen passed him before running. While they did get through the gate, the I-Rex burst out of the paddock too. Javelin followed Grady under a large truck. He watched the other guard before the hybrid's mouth came upon the whimpering man. Owen, on the other hand, focused on cutting the fuel line and sprayed both of them with the liquid and covered their scents.

The I-Rex sniffed for the two survivors, but couldn't find them. She walked off into the Jungle. Javelin and Grady waited for half a minute before getting out and up.

"My God" was all the raptor guard had to say.
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(AN)- Hello, everybody. Hope you had (or will have) a great day. Thank you very much for reading this. Now, hopefully my next chapter will give you a taste of this Javelin's background and make Chapter Five...

You know what, no more spoilers. Sorry. Anyways, 07 and stay strong out there.