(AN) - Well, here's what you readers have been waiting for. Now, I'm guessing that you all were comfortable with the last part of Chapter 5 as well as the I. Rex's name in this story. But enough yammering, I'll see you at the bottom.

Chapter 6: Reborn

His lungs expanded, moist air being brought into his system. A few more and a growing heartbeat joined. Both worked in sync, bringing energy to a deadened body. Slowly, he opened his eyes. A darkened amber with a black vertical slit.

Laying on his side, he observed his surroundings. A lush jungle towered above his resting form. The sunlight fought its way through the canopy to make its presence known.

He took a breath through his nostrils. A cacophony of scents and odors crashed into his brain. Only when he recuperated did he notice something in his vision.

A snout.

He blinked a few times to clear the image. It was still there and moved with him.

The form slowly rose up to stand on two clawed feet. He took note of himself, working the different muscles. He had five fingers on his hands, all armed with sharp claws. He brought up a foot to stare at the blade-like sickle claw on his innermost toe. A brownish-red tail waved haphazardly, countering his weight.

When he found out how to work his body, he dove into his mind. What he saw shocked him.

He remembered everything. His name, his life in the military, meeting the pack. Then his death, followed by rapid growth in an unfamiliar world.

Javelin shook his head to clear his thoughts. First thing I need to do is figure out where I am.

He took a deep inhale and sifted through the smells. Once he found where the majority went, he followed the trail. The raptor stumbled, unused to the power in his legs, but regained himelf quickly. He could feel his body slicing through the air, his feet pounding the ground with each step.

Javelin came to a stop in a clearing. He recognized it quickly. This was where he died as a human. The tall, green grass waved in the breeze, covering the death that had been carried out in the past.

Charlie quickly came to his thoughts. "Where is she?" he chittered worriedly, barely recognizing his own voice.

Owen Grady watched as Blue, Delta and Echo played around Izzy's watchful form. Charlie rested on the ground apart from the pack.

He sighed. It had been a month since Izzy's rampage and the death of his security chief.

Javelin's death had hurt a lot of people and a certain raptor. Charlie had depressive episodes that not only became more frequent, but also longer. She didn't play with her sisters as much as she used to and followed her alpha's orders without the enthuiasm. The baby of the pack was lost when he died.

Some good also came out of that fateful night. Izzy appeared right after Blue chose to follow Owen again. But there wasn't any anger in her steps. Her eyes, her expression, everything screamed sadness. She didn't attack, but rather laid down to accept her punishment. Owen approached, weapon in hand, though it wouldn't do much. The Indominus glanced at him with regretful eyes. It took a while, but he and everyone else accepted her apology.

Now, they all were a family. Izzy was learning how to communicate with Owen, telling him how the pack was doing. She still worked hard to try and make up for what she did, especially to the raptors.

"Charlie is in another episode?" Barry asked, spooking his friend a little.

Owen lowered his head and put his hands in his pockets. "Yeah. She probably knows what today is."

Barry stayed silent for a moment. "She's not going to keep this up much longer, Owen. She barely eats, doesn't join the others on hunts."

"She misses him," Owen finished. He looked at the raptor's form. Charlie was starting to lose weight and her ribs were beginning to show. Barry was right; she was slowly killing herself. "Did he ever say how much she was attached to him?"

Barry flashed a quick smile at the memories. "He didn't need to. Charlie showed it all. You've read his journal."

Owen breathed slowly at the last comment. He had found Javelin's journal in the grass where he saved Charlie. Some pages were burnt or missing, but was still legible. He bookmarked its last entry and used his last written words at his funeral.

"I don't know if there's any way to help her."

Barry shook his head. "The only one that can bring her out is Javelin."

Izzy sniffed the air with curiosity several times, followed by the rest of the squad, who stopped playing. Owen noticed the quick change in attitude. "What is it, Izzy?"

"I don't know," she gestured. "But the scent is familiar, somehow."

Charlie dropped her mood in the blink of an eye and charged into the jungle. Echo and Delta looked at Blue, who decided to go after their sister. Izzy began to follow them, but stopped for Owen.

"Don't worry about us, baby. I'll catch up to you."

Izzy nodded and ran into the vegetation.

He watched his surroundings carefully. His velociraptor instincts told him to find company. He decided to follow them and let loose a deep bark to sound his location. "That should get people's attention."

A short time later, he heard a different bark. This one was younger and more feminine. Those two facts clicked easily. "Charlie?" he barked into the brush.

"Who's out there?"

He could definitely smell something now. Singular and mixed. Mixed? Must be the Indominus. Javelin darted towards his targets.

He felt the ground shake in a pattern. Definitely a larger dinosaur. He kept running...

WHOOMP!

Something tackled Javelin and he went rolling across the ground. Before he could get back up, a razor sharp claw pressed against his neck, ready to kill. The male looked up to see a light green snout pointed at him, teeth bared.

"Who are you and how do you know my sister?" the attacker growled.

"Delta?" Javelin breathed. Feeling vibrations, he turned his eye to look at the approaching forms of Blue, Echo, and... "Charlie?"

"Quiet! I'm the one asking here," Delta said, lowering her claw even more.

"Javelin. My name's Javelin."

"What?!" Echo screeched.

"Enough," Blue ordered. "Echo, Delta, back off."

Javelin felt the pinprick vanish and started to get up, but decided against it. Blue approached him cautiously, taking in deep breaths through her nostrils. The male raptor didn't react when she almost pressed her snout to his skin.

"Why do you carry our dead packmate's scent?"

"Because I am your dead packmate, Blue," Javelin claimed. Slowly, as to not antagonize the beta, he showed his five-clawed hand. "Just reborn in the desires of my heart."

Blue let him get up. The sunlight breaking through the treetops revealed his colors. Javelin was brownish-red with crimson highlights, most notable being the stripe running down his spine. He was larger than Blue, but the size difference was insignificant.

Charlie approached. "You say you're the human that saved me. Tell me something only he would know."

Javelin stared at her with comforting yellow-brown eyes. "I would sit opposite the door and you would often rest next to me. I swore that I would give my life to see you live."

Charlie took a step back. She took another sniff of his scent. It was there, mixed in with the natural velociraptor odor. It was him. She ran up to him and nuzzled him. "It is you, Javelin," she whimpered with a mending heart.

He closed his eyes and nodded. "I'm here for you, Charlie. And I'm here to stay." Javelin looked up to see the rest of the pack become overjoyed at the return of their pack-brother.

Izzy came into the open. She brought her head down to Javelin's. "You're really him." A nod and toothy smile. "I'm sorry for what I did to you," she continued apologetically.

"Why? You gave me a gift, two actually. I'm happy to be what I am now and... you don't have to be the only hybrid here anymore." The male showed the Indominus his hand. She stared at it with interest, then content.

"Charlie is longer sad. I thank you for helping her get better," Izzy returned, gesturing to said raptor. The dark green raptor had joy and love in her eyes, something that hasn't been seen in a long while.

Javelin also gained something he lost; a family. A new squad. He would no longer be alone like Izzy had been.

"Izzy! Where are you?" a well-known voice sounded.

Javelin chuckled. Time to see a good friend.

(AN) - Please tell me what you thought about this chapter. I know how much this event must have been driving some of you a bit crazy, but it's no good if you think I didn't convey it right.

Oh, yes, with the raptor speech and such. I will keep it normal when no humans are around. If they are, then it goes into italics.

If you haven't already, I highly suggest you read "It's not the Raptor DNA" by SkullsandDuggery, "Terrifingly Beautiful" by TurtleMaster 341, and and the Jurassic Bond series by Dramaking. They are all exceptional writers.

Keep on keepin' on, friends. OYA!