The queen of the stegoceratops shall be recognized by her people, for she has a third horn on her snout to signify her royalty. Having fallen from the sky on a ball of fire, she is divine, and may not be killed by any creature woman-born. She will lead her people to fight the army of trumpeting elephants, brought on by Flat-Sailed June. The queen carries in her the magical Lilylotusdrop, white flower of Tall Mountain, which we call Moly. She is bound to the earth and to her people. Should she attempt to escape her fate, the results will be disastrous.
This ancient prophecy, written by the white-winged Queen Ellie, now a recluse on her own island, came true around eighteen years ago. Shortly after an incident at Jurassic World, Claire Dearing, Queen of the Stegoceratops, drove her people out of their sheltered valley, unwittingly sending them to their deaths. Despite this, she defeated Flat-Sailed June and brought peace to the lost souls, losing her ability to transform in the process. Now, almost two decades later, she is living peacefully on a secluded ranch with her husband, Owen Dearing. Having broken contact with Queen Ellie after a fierce argument, she is carrying out her day-to-day life as a normal person, or rather, a normal stegoceratops. Her daughter remains unaware that her mother was once human, though this illusion has been difficult to maintain over the years. The dome of magic that protects the Dearing ranch is still intact, causing enemies of their family to be misdirected and confused. Employees of Biosyn have been trying to reach their home for years, and have been unsuccessful in their pursuits.
But life isn't the only thing that finds a way . . .
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Gliding over a silver track, plunging through a thick mist, a dark train chugged through the mountain range that surrounded Claire and Owen's house. The vehicle had made this journey countless times, safe from the spell that concealed the nearby ranch, because it was too far from their borders to be affected by it. Of course, that only would have mattered if someone inside of the train was seeking out the family with malevolent intentions. But this was actually the case.
A dark figure sat atop one of the train's cabins, looking down into the valley with a bitter frown shaping her thin eyebrows. She could not see the Dearing's cabin, but she knew it was there, nonetheless. Like a beetle under a rock, it was shielded from predators. If someone should lift the rock, however, it would expose the hidden insect, leaving it vulnerable to, say, a giant boot preparing to crush it. But for now, the dome of magic was strong, and would not allow anyone with ill-intent to pass. Even so, the family couldn't stay hidden forever, and if one of them were to cross the perimeter, the blockade would be destroyed forever. But how was one supposed to lure a person out of their safe zone without being able to reach them? It would take outside intervention to convince someone on the inside to break the spell.
Just as this thought breezed through the mind of the mysterious woman, five shadows crossed the tracks in front of her. They moved with a kind of awkward grace, as though they were not used to their own bodies. The last member of the group cleared the tracks just before the train passed by. As it did, the woman examined the strangers with curiosity. She could not distinguish any facial features, because the train was moving too fast, but she did notice one very interesting detail about the way the group moved.
They were headed for the ranch.
The woman rolled off of the cabin's roof and entered the train in one smooth action. Her minions gathered around her with malicious sneers as she lifted her arms and smiled.
"Change of plans, boys," she hissed, "We'll be passing by the valley later than usual. I have a feeling opportunity is about to come knocking . . ."