Jurassic World: Apocalypse – Chapter 30: The Sub-Plot Diverges
A/N: Hello, guys! Happy New Year! Sorry I'm a little late publishing this, I've had a very busy couple of weeks! This chapter is going to be a little different from most of the others. Instead of focusing on Owen, Claire, Dr. Wu, Hammond and the rest of that group, we will take some time looking at Dodgson and Dr. Cort's plan as they begin to carry it out. Will their dinosaurian army succeed? If so, will it be a little to successful? As a reader, you may have thought you knew how this story would play out...but what you once believed might just change! Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Jurassic Park except the very characters I've made up; I also have nothing against Moroccans or any other country in the world! Also please excuse any lame military talk of mine, because I don't know much about life in the military.
"How is the power source?" Dr. Corts asked the scientists crouched over the control panel that controlled how much energy was being fed into BIosyn Time portal, or BIT as the Biosyn scientists had dubbed it.
"We are ready, Dr. Corts," they replied.
"Excellent."
It was 10:00 at night when Dr. Corts planned to conduct the first test run on the time portal in the Experimentation Laboratory while the homosaurian armies that were spread throughout the world were preparing to launch a global attack on the world's armed forces. Dodgson and Red Crest were present to watch. Dr. Corts walked over to the control panel and grinned. "Dodgson? Do you want to do the honors."
"My pleasure."
Dodgson went to where Dr. Corts was standing and pressed the button. Dodgson went to where Dr. Corts was standing and pressed the button. All of a sudden, the machine whirred to life. The ray guns shot out white energy that fused into a large ball that suddenly exploded into great size. Papers were blown around as the entire laboratory shook from the massive impulse of energy. Finally, it took on its familiar ball-like shape with what looked like shards of broken glass floating around it. It looked exactly like the one InGen had created, except for one thing: it was over 30 feet in diameter!
Dodgson's jaw dropped. "Oh my gosh! It's...it's huge!"
"Yes. We have gone far beyond the miniscule portal InGen created. While InGen spent their time going about doing various projects, taking decades to accomplish each one, we conduct fewer projects and finish them quicker."
"But we don't start from fresh like InGen did," one of the lab assistants noted. "Don't we usually just steal equipment and technology from other companies."
"Well...yes. As I was saying, this time portal is a monster compared to the one InGen created. It's bigger, more powerful and, dare I say, far more impressive."
"More powerful?" Dodgson asked curiously. "How so?"
"Right now," Dr. Corts continued, "the BIT is operating on its lowest energy usage setting. Our machines can create a time portal even larger and more powerful than this; but if we try to get it that powerful, it could be devastating. You do not want to see this at its full strength."
"How powerful are we talking about here?"
"At maximum setting, it possesses power and energy equivalent to 100,000 hydrogen bombs set off all at once. Just think, with this kind of energy, we could start a Biosyn energy division. We could develop clean and resourceful energy and make a fortune! That's what the public wants these days anyway. They are never content with the conveniences they have in the present; they look forward to what the future offers. Just think: Biosyn Energy Research!"
"What a terrible idea," Red Crest hissed, gazing into the brilliant light the time portal expelled.
Dr. Corts and Dodgson looked surprised. "Pardon?" Dr. Corts asked.
"It is true that this type of energy could make this company, it could also break the company. Technology like this can be the worst of its kind ever invented. You and your scientists weren't content to just make this kind of energy, and study it thoroughly to see what good it can cause. You said yourself how powerful the energy generated by the time portal is. Recall what happened when mankind invented dynamite. It was originally invented by Alfred Nobel in 1867; he created dynamite because he wanted a safer-to-handle explosive that was a stronger alternative to black powder. He intended dynamite to be used in mining. But even though Alfred Nobel's intentions were good, dynamite did not only good, but evil. Nobel had also created an explosive with the power to kill; even to this day, dynamite kills the lives of others. The Bath School disaster is just one example. If we aren't careful, what we've created could be our downfall, Dr. Corts."
Dodgson rolled his eyes. "Trying to get philosophical are we? And when did you learn about the history of dynamite?"
"I read much of the sorrows and tragedies of human history," came the reply. "I merely voicing my concerns regarding the use of time portal energy. I trust that you understand–"
"Don't listen to him, Dr. Corts. You've created a magnificent thing here. Absolutely magnificent."
"I agree," Dr. Corts said. "Truly magnificent."
Red Crest crossed his arms and cackled something to himself.
Then, a man dressed in a gray suite approached Lewis Dodgson. Dodgson recognized him as "General" Allvin. (He was not really a general; he earned this psudo-title because he was the one overseeing the homosaurian army operations.)
"General Alvin," Dodgson greeted. "How are things going?"
"We are ready to launch our first attack on a private military base in Morocco. I thought you might want to see everything taking place."
Dodgson nodded. "Yes. I would. Thank you." As he, Dr. Corts and Red Crest followed General Alvin to the Operations Room. He leaned over to Dr. Corts. "This seems to be coming together impossibly quickly."
"Yes. What else should you expect?"
"Well, it just seems like this whole operation was already planned out long before I knew about your little projects."
Dr. Corts grinned sheepishly. "Well...we might have started planning for a world domination plot a few years back..."
Morocco, Africa
5:01 a.m.
"Captain" Caleb, a homosaurian, was leading his scout troop along the top of a tall ridge. In the valley below was a caravan of military tanks, led by a Hummer, making their way toward what appeared to be the base of a large, rocky mountain. Somewhere behind the homosaurian scouts were Biosyn army vehicles that had been secretly shipped out here weeks before. A pair of Brachio-pods were crouched nearby, hidden by the darkness of early morning. Dozens homosaurians were waiting on board their Speeder-cycles and Pod Attack Stalkers, lying in wait for the attack.
Caleb spoke into the intercom inside the helmet he was wearing. "Military vehicles are approaching target," he said. "I repeat, military vehicles are approaching target. Remember men, our goal is to destroy every living individual in this army base and all their weaponry systems."
"Roger," said Taylor, Caleb's second-in-command.
Each homosaurian on the ground was holding an EMD (another stolen piece of InGen technology), ready to fire.
"Watch your sixes, guys," Caleb reminded everyone. "You never know when you're being ambushed out here in the desert."
After a few more minutes of following the caravan, they reached a large reinforced door at the base of the mountain. The military base must have been inside the mountain itself, and would have been completely inaccessible to Caleb's group if it weren't for their cunning plan. The caravan stopped, allowing the doors to open, before tank after tank started moving in.
"Fire at will!" Caleb exclaimed.
Blasts from the EMD's began to fire at the tanks, who seemed surprised to be under attack. They wheeled around and began to fire shots of their own. Fortunately for the homosaurians, they had back up. From over the ridge, PAS's raced down the hillside toward the base, firing shots from their onboard EMD's. As if this wasn't enough, the attack was aided by the pair of huge Brachio-pods. Each blast from the Brachio-pods created a miniature crater where the blast hit.
"We're under attack!" one of the army men cried.
The fastest stalker reached one of the tanks and with a single blast, the vehicle ignited into a fiery inferno. But the stalker did not stop there. The shooter inside continued to fire at the other tanks. More stalkers backed it up from behind and tank after tank exploded. The power of these enhanced EMD's were far greater than the tank's armor-like covering could bear. Finally, a Brachio-pod fired at the tank directly where the door closed and it too was instantly destroyed.
"Now's our chance, men!" Caleb cried. "We have a breach in the base! I repeat! We have a breach in the base! Invade and conquer!"
The ground homosaurians obeyed and they ran toward the open door, now blocked open by the destroyed tank. All of the ground soldier homosaurians had suites that were specifically designed to protect them from bullets and fire. With access into the base, the homosaurians found that the open space was wide and tall enough to fit a stalker, so the ground soldiers and stalkers invaded into the building as one, dangerous, murderous squad.
"Oh!" Dodgson said. "Another man down! This is too easy!"
Dodgson, Dr. Corts, General Alvin, Red Crest and several other scientists and homosaurians were gathered around a set of large monitors in a make-shift Operations Room (it was actually one of Biosyn's genetic labs). The monitor's relayed live footage from tiny cameras in the homosaurian soldier helmets. Dodgson was pleased by what he saw. The homosaurians relentlessly took down one soldier after another as they raced into the corridors of the military base.
"This is footage from Morocco," General Alvin explained. "And this..." he typed in something on the keyboard and another POV appeared on screen. "This is somewhere in the Dominican Republic. Here is footage from China...another site in China...here's some footage from Australia..."
"Wait, I thought we were only attacking at night?" Dodgson remarked.
"Originally. But we figured it would be best to wipe out as many military bases as we can while we still have the element of surprise."
"That is not a good idea," Red Crest said. "We should only strike at night so that–"
"Alvin was in the military before," Dodgson interrupted. "I think he knows what he's doing more than you do."
Red Crest hissed and crossed his arms.
"...and this is footage from Iraq," Alvin continued. "We actually succeeded in stopping a war by creating a new one. Now the two armies that were originally fighting each other have teamed up. They are, of course, no match for us. And this is footage from Brazil...Japan...Fiji...Kenya...the UK...and there are a number of others."
"Nice," Dodgson congratulated. "Good work, Alvin. Go back to Morocco."
Alvin obeyed and the screen switched just in time to see a homosaurian soldier go down. As a matter of fact, a few homosaurians had been shot down, but favor was still on the side of the homosaurians. Pretty soon, they had reached the center of the base.
"Shouldn't they try to back off," Red Crest suggested, "so that when the human soldiers believe we have left, they will come out of hiding and then we can wipe them out?"
"No," Dodgson said, "Alvin's already ordered them to flush out all the soldiers."
"But you still might miss a few survivors. I thought the purpose of this mission was to wipe all of them and their weaponry out."
"Yes, and that's what we're doing. We're going to flush them out, like we're doing now."
"That's foolishness!" Red Crest exclaimed. "Those human soldiers know that base better than we do! They could easily find hiding places that we would never know about, wait for us to leave and then attack us! Don't you see?"
Dodgson growled, "Thank you for your input, Red Crest, but we've got everything under control."
"Oh really?" Red Crest scoffed. "It sure looks like it! You fail to see the problems in your plans."
"Our plans work wonderfully."
Suddenly, a stalker burst into flames on the monitor. Red Crest smiled and looked at Dodgson. "See what I mean? Your 'lovely-made' plans may fail. You need to be more open to ideas."
"Like you could do any better!" Dodgson almost yelled out of irritation. "We are more qualified to make important decisions for this project than you are, I should think."
"For your information, I have been extensively researching this topic myself! Just because your human, doesn't mean you always make the wisest choices." Dodgson's anger burned against Red Crest, but the dinosaur continued to speak. "As a living, intelligent creature, I have a right to have a say-so in this battle too. What must it take to get that into your thick skull?"
"Listen here!" Dodgson snarled. "Listen to me very carefully. You are not just a 'living, intelligent creature'. OK? You're genetically-engineered mutant that never really existed. An animal that never existed before that has been brought to life has no rights. You exist because we made you; we patented you."
Red Crest was about to speak when Dr. Corts said, "He does have a point, Red Crest."
"Thank you!" Dodgson said. "Finally someone agrees with me!" He turned to Red Crest. "Let the people who know what they're doing do the talking. You and your little dino-friends need to just follow orders. Got it?"
Red Crest snarled. "Sure, whatever." Then he marched out of the lab, slamming the door behind him.
Dr. Corts shook his head. "That's what I was afraid of."
"What?" Dodgson asked.
"The problem with creating an intelligent creature is that they have the power to think for themselves and question their makers."
"We need to control that. That could be dangerous."
"We should employ more discipline on them, so they do not forget their place."
"Yes, sometime after this war is over of course."
"Naturally."
"Humans," Red Crest cackled. "Intelligent they may be, but they're also so overrated and conceited."
"I agree," Ripper, a female homosaurian, said.
In another part of the Biosyn secret laboratories, in a small, dark room, Red Crest had gathered some of the other homosaurians to discuss their opinions on humanity. Red Crest himself was still ticked off by Dodgson's constant attempts to degrade him as a species.
"They think they are the most powerful beings in the universe," said Blue Nose. "You know what I think? Humans are so busy trying to use their power to get to the top of the ladder. They need to be brought down an octave."
"They also believe that they are higher than every other species," Red Crest brought up.
"Oh do they?" Ripper asked. "What did that high-horsed Dodgson say now?"
"In essence, he said that we homosaurians are underlings. He even refused to hear my input on several matters, as if my opinion did not matter at all. Then he said something that was even lower: that we have no rights because we – creatures who never existed in the real world until now – are cloned by mankind. We merely exist to do mankind's will."
"That is not right, Red Crest," Blue Nose said. "With their current state of behavior, humans might indeed cause their own extinction."
Red Crest seemed surprised. "Do you really think so?"
"They can do much more than that," said Ripper. "I was doing some research on humans of the past. They seem to always have been a destructive force, almost a 'force of nature' themselves. However, they also fail to see how frail they really are."
"How so?"
"You are familiar with the Ice Age, right?"
"The period of time when much of the earth's continents were covered by glaciers? Yes, I am familiar with that."
"Well, during the Ice Age, many different kinds of large and unusual mammals once shared the earth with mankind. Mammoths and mastodons, saber-toothed cats, woolly rhinoceros, giant deer, and now-extinct species of bison, giant ground sloths, giant wombats and kangaroos and hundreds of other large mammals lived on earth during the Ice Age. Then, when the Ice Age ended, the climate changed, forcing many animals to die. They would have survived this extinction event however, if not for mankind! When they wielded weapons against these beasts, they fell into extinction. The extinctions caused by man have not stopped. Many creatures have been wiped out by man for various reasons: they kill them to make money, they release non-native species of animals into different ecosystems which threatens the native species, they expose animals to deadly diseases and–"
"Humans are evil!" Blue Nose exclaimed.
"I still wasn't finished! Humans even wipe out masses of other humans all the time. They call them terrorists."
"Are all humans like that?"
"Perhaps, but I'm not sure," Red Crest said. "That is why I think we must act upon our plan. Once we take the control away from Dodgson and his Biosyn scientist nut-cases and poor-excuses for military men, we can decide whether or not any humans have redeemable qualities or whether they should all be destroyed."
Ripped grinned. "I love the sound of world domination in the morning. Just think, once again, dinosaurs will dominate the earth."
"I was talking to some of the other homosaurians earlier," Blue Nose said, "and they agreed that humans should no longer hold their position."
"Yes," Red Crest agreed. "And unlike those bustling humans, we will be the species that turns this world around for the better! Humans have divided the earth in war and evil, but we shall unite it into one nation. Blue Nose and Ripper, rally up the other homosaurians. First, we must show Dodgson and the rest of the Biosyn company who's really boss."
A/N: Looks like Dodgson's head is about to get knocked out of the clouds! What do you think will happen with the homosaurians and Biosyn? Will they have a change of heart or will they try to destroy Dodgson and the others? Do you think the homosaurians or Biosyn will succeed in world domination...or will someone else do the deed instead? You'll find out very soon, but in the next chapter, we're heading back to Isla Nublar! Until then, please be sure to favorite and follow this story, voice your opinions in the comment section (great reviews by the way, guys and girls! I don't respond to them all, but I love the support you're all giving this story!) and I'll publish soon! Spare no expense!