I don't own any of this Loud House belongs to Nickelodeon and Jurassic Park/World belongs to Universal.
The ACU headquarters; a blue and grey building that housed parked vans and SUVS, along with a blue and white helicopter parked on the roof for any flying missions that ACU had to do. The ACU headquarters also had a large radio dish on the roof, along with a tall radio tower attached to the back of the building. Stepping through the garage, Lincoln and Clyde noticed that some of the vans and SUVs are missing, which given on what had happened to the park two days ago is really a no brainer on what happened to those vehicles.
Placing his hands on hips, Lincoln stopped to glance around the garage. "Well here we are. Now where do you think we'll find their radio?"
"Most likely in the main part of the building, which is where they usually hang around in, you know like firehouses." Clyde pointed out.
"That makes sense." Lincoln nodded to himself as he looked on over to a door that lead into the building. "Well lets go get it." Coming up to the door, Clyde grabbed the knob and came to the discovery that it's locked, upon further inspection both he and Lincoln see that it was one of those doors that needed a key card in order to be open.
"Ah, perfect. You think with the power off on the island, this lock would be offline." Lincoln complained.
"I guess not every electronic device is off." Clyde shrugged.
"Looks like we now gotta find ourselves a key card." Turning to look over at a couple of lockers as well as the rest of the garage. Lincoln rubbed his chin. "Hopefully there's one somewhere around here."
Clyde nodded as he hoped that a key card is here to, but before they go and do any searching around here, there is something that he needed to do to keep them both safe. Going up to the garage door, Clyde pushes a button to shut it. "There we go. Now no dinosaurs can come in."
"Good thinking Clyde. We don't want a repeat on what happened earlier today." Lincoln said in which Clyde gave a thumbs up in response for at least now they can search the garage in peace without any fear of being attacked.
The first place they checked is the lockers, some were locked so Lincoln had to improvise by bashing the lock off with a brick after a couple of swings. After knocking off the locks, he opened up the lockers to reveal nothing but jackets and other things that aren't a key card. This leaves the vehicles as a last place to search, splitting up the two looked inside the vehicles with the hopes of finding the item they are looking for.
After awhile of looking through several vans without finding a key card, Lincoln began to think that a card might not be here after all and is instead in some vehicle that are scattered throughout the island. Fortunately for Lincoln though the happy call from Clyde drops that thought out of his head. "Lincoln! I found one!"
Standing next to a van, Clyde pointed excitedly into the passenger side of the van. Quickly coming on over, Lincoln peered on in to see a key card laying on the dashboard. Seeing that beautiful key card made a smile form on the young boy's face. "Good work Clyde." Lincoln addresses his friend as he gave him a fist pump.
Opening up the door Lincoln happily took the key card out of the van, and now that they have what they needed the two rushed back to the door and opened it, plus allowing them to enter a hallway. "Alright we're in. Now which way should we go?" Lincoln questioned.
Clyde looked over to a sign on the wall to the left of them and studied the arrows pointing to some rooms. "According to this sign. The main living quarters is straight ahead, but we also need to take a right."
"Then that's where we'll go." Going in Clyde's direction, they moved down the hallway and made a right turn towards a door at the end of the hallway.
Going through the door leading into the living quarters, they stopped themselves to have a quick survey of the room: there's a black couch in front of a wide screen TV that had a PS4 attached to it, a small kitchen, a table where the team would sit to either chat or eat their meals, a dartboard on the wall, a separate room where the beds are located, and a separate table at the corner where the radio Lincoln and Clyde have come for is just sitting there waiting for the taking.
"Looks like we completed our mission Clyde." Lincoln happily stated.
"Not just yet Lincoln. We still need to bring the radio back to our shelter and set it up." Clyde happily reminded.
"Oh, I know. But at least we got one part of the mission done." Lincoln replied, he then turned to look over to the PS4. "I wonder if that's still working?" Going on over to the console, Lincoln tried to turn it and the TV on, yet unfortunately they wouldn't much to his disappointment. "Hmm, figures that the lock for the door is still on, but not the TV or the PlayStation."
"Yeah, it's a shame we can't have a quick gaming section." Clyde said in agreement, before getting back to why they are here in the first place. "Well, we better take the radio now." Going on over to the radio, Clyde very carefully picked it up with both hands, it was heavy so he had to get a pretty good grip on the thing.
With their prize now in hand, they came out of the living quarters and went back down the hallway. Since the garage door is shut, the boys are simply going to exit out through the front doors, but then Lincoln suddenly stopped when they got to the door that lead into the armory. "Hold on a minute Clyde, let's check out the armory for a second."
"Why should we do that Lincoln?"
"We might find something to defend ourselves with." Lincoln pointed out before opening up the door, he and Clyde entered the armory where racks of non-lethal weapons would be waiting for use, that is if it there were any for them to use.
"Aw man! Looks like they took all of the equipment during the whole incident." Lincoln exclaimed while looking at the empty racks.
Setting the radio gently down on a bench, Clyde took the liberty on having a look around the armory. Passing by a pillar that had a large scale map of the island, Clyde looked behind it and saw two cattle rods leaning against it. Smiling from this discovery Clyde happily picked up the rods and walked over to Lincoln who is busy inspecting the empty racks. "Looks like not all of the equipment was taken." Clyde happily announced.
Turning to address him, Lincoln's eyes were met with the rods that Clyde proudly held in his hands. Clyde then handed Lincoln a rod, who proceeds to have a good look at it. "I was hoping to have one of those guns that shoots out those electric balls, but I suppose any kind of defense would do."
"Well now that we have our weapons. I taken we can now head back to the shelter?" Clyde question in which Lincoln nods that it is indeed time to head back. So holding onto the rods for Clyde who has picked up the radio again, the boys exited out of the armory and after going through the hallway again, eventually exited out of the building where they had a clear view of the sun that is now setting.
"Boy, I hope we can get back to the shelter before dark." Clyde said in worry as the thought of being out in the jungle at night scared him greatly.
"Don't worry Clyde. We'll just hurry on our way and will be back at the shelter in no time before nightfall." Lincoln assured.
"If we don't run into anything that could delay us during our trek back that is." Clyde pointed out.
"Yeah, that's a given on this island. However with these cattle rods, we can defend ourselves against anything that decides to make a meal out of us." Raising up the rod in his left hand, Lincoln briefly turned it on which released an electric hum that indicated that it is powered on and ready to give anyone or anything a shock. Think that he showed his point to Clyde, Lincoln turns it off in order not to accidentally shock himself or Clyde.
Their journey to their shelter was fortunately uneventful, meaning that they didn't have any serious complications on their way back. Now that they are back, Clyde goes on over to the bungalow and gently places down the radio on the porch much to his fingers relief. "Phew! Well I'm glad that hard work is over." Clyde exclaimed with a sigh.
"Yeah, and we still have plenty of sunlight left for me to do some fishing." Lincoln said in delight.
"Well while you do that, I'm going to try on using the radio." Clyde stated as he got on his knees and began fiddling with the knobs of the radio which turned on into loud static.
"Sounds like a plan." Without missing a beat Lincoln went into the bungalow and came back out shortly with a fishing pole in his hands. He's careful enough as to not accidentally step on the radio, when he was clear of it Lincoln went right on down towards the lake.
Reaching the shore of the lake, Lincoln walked along besides it slowly to find a good spot to cast in, he did eventually find a good spot that is near some cattails. Placing a worm on the hook with grace, Lincoln casts out the hook a good distance away before it dropped into the water with a small splash, now came the long waiting game of fishing.
Through the first five minutes nothing happens yet, though Lincoln suspected that would be the case as no fisherman caught has a fish immediately after casting. Seeing how he is going to be waiting for a while, Lincoln took the chance to have a good look around the lake, which is actually pretty with the setting sun making it all peaceful with the cries of brachiosaurs in the background to complete the relaxing moment. Looking across the lake Lincoln notices that he isn't the only one who is fishing as a baryonyx with its knees deep in the water had its open mouth halfway in the water like some crocodile.
Lincoln wasn't concern by the presence of this carnivore as it was too far away to come after him, besides it looked like that the animal is too busy with trying to catch a fish. Suddenly with a snap the baryonyx snapped shut its mouth and lifted it out of the water, from what it looked like the baryonyx had caught itself a fish and after eating the fish in one gulp lowered its mouth back into the water to catch another one. Hopefully with the predator's presence in the water, the fish would swim their way on over to Lincoln.
More time has passed and by now the top of the sun is just disappearing below the trees. During this time Lincoln still hasn't caught a fish, yet he wasn't going to give up until it got very dark out. Looking back up towards across the lake, Lincoln notices that the baryonyx must've eaten its fill of fish as it has gotten out of the water and is now resting on the shore.
"Come on. I know that fishing requires luck and patience, but how hard is it for a fish to take my bait." Lincoln mumbled under his breath.
"Any luck?" Clyde asked as he came up to Lincoln's side.
"Not yet. How about the radio? Have you got it working yet?"
"Unfortunately no. All I'm getting is static." Clyde answered with disappointment. He then let's up a small smile. "But I won't give up until I get a signal."
"That's the spirit Clyde." Lincoln said proudly as at least Clyde wasn't going to let a little set back like that to bring him down. Looking back over to his cast he sees that nothing hasn't changed at all. "I don't think that I'm going to get anything for tonight."
"That's okay Lincoln. At least we have that pizza we picked up earlier today." Clyde assured while patting Lincoln's back.
"Yeah, at least we aren't going to go hungry tonight." Reeling back his cast Lincoln and Clyde head back to the bungalow and pulled out the pizza from the backpack, feeling the pizza it was still slightly cold, but they had a good solution to fix that.
Sitting at the fire pit, they had the pizza cooking above the fire thanks to a grill they have found earlier. Placing his hand next to the pizza, Lincoln felt the heat coming off from it. "Hmm, it should be almost done." He determined.
"That's good as I am starving." Clyde held his stomach to emphasize the point. He just couldn't wait to sink his teeth into that cheesy pizza. Lincoln suddenly let out a chuckle which surprised him. "What's so funny Lincoln?"
"Oh it's nothing. It's just that I'm going to be having a pizza and have seconds without any fighting for it."
Thinking about it, Clyde supposed that with Lincoln's big family, it was rare to get more than one slice of pizza at his house. "I guess that is kinda funny."
Lincoln checks the temperature again and smiled as the pizza is finally ready for eating. "Alright Clyde grab a slice."
"Gladly" Together the two pull out some slices and all too gladly dig into the pizza. The pizza was so good and they savored every bit of it until the pizza is all gone with nothing but crumbs to confirm that it was once there. Letting out a burp Lincoln pats his belly in satisfaction. "Oh yeah, that was some good pizza."
"Definitely." Clyde suddenly let's out a burp of his own in which he quickly covered his mouth. "Excuse me."
Feeling his full stomach, Lincoln does a short stretch of his arms as he took a glance up to the night sky. "Well I think it's about time to head in now."
Letting out a yawn, Clyde does his own stretches. "Yeah, I'm getting pretty bushed." Getting up with some more stretching, they head on into the trailer where they instantly fell asleep once they laid down their heads.
Much time has passed during the night before a crash had awaken Lincoln and Clyde from their peaceful sleep. "Ah! What was that?" Clyde panicked for he certainly wasn't expecting to be woken up so suddenly, especially by something that was so loud.
"I think there's something outside." Lincoln said as he went over to a window along with a nervous Clyde who couldn't help but mutter. "Please be something friendly."
Looking out the window they couldn't see anything that could've made that noise. But then out of the darkness came a figure that chilled them to the bone as it was the most dangerous animal on the island: a velociraptor. More specifically a velociraptor with a blue streak going down her body.
Currently the raptor is standing near the front of the bungalow's porch steps sniffing it. From the way she is postured it seemed that she is sniffing a familiar scent, although that is strange as what scent could be familiar to a velociraptor? Unless another raptor was here at some point.
But regardless of what scent the raptor is sniffing, Lincoln and Clyde kept their traps shut and don't dare move as the last thing they need right now is to have a raptor come after them. They continue to watch the raptor sniff the porch steps where her snout floated above the radio, she sniffs the radio for a second before suddenly rising up and turned towards their general direction, making the two boys to quickly duck down.
"Uh ho. I think she picked up our scent." Clyde quietly spoke up urgently as his body shook.
"Shh, I hear her coming." Lincoln whispered as outside he heard footsteps approaching the trailer, where they then just stopped near the door. The sound of sniffs as well as slight hissing came through, these noises makes the boys sweat greatly out of fear, then everything went silent which only made them more scared.
The sudden rattling of the doorknob makes them jump, they slowly turned their heads to face the door and saw the knob jingling up and down. "Oh, please don't!" Lincoln thought in despair.
The knob slowly goes down and the door gets slowly pulled back. After a moment the raptor's front half came in, she turns her head left for a moment before turning to face them. Upon seeing them the raptor immediately let's out a roar making the two boys scream in response. Jumping into the trailer, the raptor quickly turns towards the two and runs at them, snapping her mouth shut just inches away from where Clyde's face has been before Lincoln had pulled him away.
The boys ran towards the bed to escape through the window above it, but Lincoln unfortunately discovered that it wasn't going to open no matter how much he pulled on it. He suddenly felt Clyde pull him away from the window as the raptor jumped on to the bed, her toe claws tear into into the sheets and mattress.
Lincoln and Clyde rolled around on the mattress, avoiding the snapping mouth and slashing hand claws. Jumping out of the bed they raced towards the door and ran out of the trailer with the raptor not far behind. Lincoln knew that they weren't going to outrun a raptor in a million years, but they could drive it away. "Clyde! Fallow me! I have an idea!"
Clyde does not argue, together they make a sharp turn left and make a complete turn around towards the Bungalow. The cattle rods is within their sites, all they needed to do is grab them and use the rods against the raptor that is easily gaining on them.
Suddenly Clyde tripped on a rock and fell flat on his stomach. Getting himself up on his knees, Clyde fearfully looked back to see the raptor leaping at him with those curved toe claws raised up. Quickly Clyde rolled away making the raptor to crash on the ground, kicking up dirt.
The raptor however swiftly turned to Clyde and kicked her right foot at his stomach, her claw slashes through Clyde's shirt and scratches against his stomach with the tip of the claw, drawing out blood as Clyde let out a cry of pain. Clyde's cries quickly got silence as the raptor laid that same foot on his chest, pinning him down as she looked down at him with her lips curled up to show those teeth that in just seconds will tear into him and eat his insides while he is still alive.
Clyde shuts his eyes, waiting in dread for the raptor to tear into him. Then the sound of running footsteps approaching along with an electric hum comes through his ears. Opening his eyes back up, Clyde saw the raptor look up, then get shocked from the cattle rod that struck her in the chest. The painful shock went through the raptor who lets out a cry as she jumped off of Clyde. She takes a couple of steps back, now letting out a whine before lowering her front half down in a threat display.
Lincoln stood beside Clyde with the powered on cattle rod raised up. He looked at the raptor with a fierce glare as he is ready to defend his friend to the death if he had to, he is of course scared of the dangerous predator in front of him, but he'll be brave for Clyde.
The raptor growled aggressively as she thought about what to do. It was difficult without a pack with her as she could've kept this human distracted and one of her sisters would've flanked him from the side, but since she's the last one of her siblings left alive, it makes this more difficult. She could perhaps circle around him to find a weak spot, or use her speed to run directly at him, jump and use her toe claws to stab him directly into his chest.
Letting out a screech, she rushes at him and prepared to jump, but the human did the unexpected thing of running towards her. Caught completely off guard by this move, she fails to dodge the strike of the cattle rod hitting her shoulder blade which earned another surge of electricity to go through her body. Swiftly stepping back, she then proceeds to walk around the human, the human fallowed her movements closely denying her of flanking him.
Stopping in her tracks, she fully faces the human with thought. Both of them kept their eyes trained on each other, both thinking about what to do next? After an intense moment the raptor snaps her mouth at Lincoln, hissing in agitation before swiftly turning back and head into the jungle to find a more easier meal to sink her teeth into.
Although she is now gone, Lincoln keeps his eyes trained on the jungle for how did he know that the raptor is really gone? For all he knew that raptor could be waiting for him to turn his back and then BAM! He gets slammed in the back with claws and teeth tearing into him. So Lincoln stayed the way he is until at last he deemed that the raptor is gone.
Shutting off the cattle rod, Lincoln turned to Clyde and helped him up to his feet, he felt his concerns grow when he saw the cut on Clyde's stomach. "Are you alright Clyde?"
Wincing in pain, Clyde slowly looked to his cut where blood leaked down his stomach. "I'm alright. The cut isn't deep. Ow. Though I'm definitely going to be needing a bandage for it."
"I spotted some bandages in the bungalow when I was taking out that fishing pole. Will those ones do?" Lincoln definitely wanted to make sure that Clyde gets the right bandage as that cut definitely needed to be covered up before infection takes hold.
"Yeah, I believe they will." Clyde honestly just wanted to have bandages on him right now. Heading into the bungalow they both approached a desk near the corner and took out a box of bandages, taking out the bandages Lincoln places a rather large pile of bandages on the cut. "Well I hope that's going to be enough."
"I'm sure it is." Feeling the bandage covered cut with very gentle care, Clyde could still feel the fire of pain from the cut that's going to take a big time to fade out. "Well" Clyde spoke up again. "Might as well go back to bed."
"Before we do that, we definitely need to make some modifications to the trailer." Lincoln said firmly.
"What sort of modifications?"
"You'll see."
The modifications Lincoln is talking about was simply tying a rope to the doorknob and tying the other end of the rope to a table that's bolted down to the floor. If that raptor does come back, its not going to be opening up the door anytime soon, well hopefully it wouldn't. Anyhow with the door firmly secured, Lincoln returns to the bed, he had to position himself to an area that wasn't exposed to popped out springs from the tears the raptor had slashed with her claws. "Well this isn't comfy."
"If it makes you feel any better Lincoln, I ain't exactly comfortable either." Clyde is currently lying on his back, feeling the pain from any movement of his stomach, which included the movement of it going up and down when he's simply breathing.
"Well we might not be getting a good night's sleep. But at least we do got that radio and with it we can get help and be rescued from this island." Lincoln said in hope.
"You think so?" Clyde questioned.
"Yep. Who knows maybe we can contact someone sometime later today." Lincoln then settles himself down and goes to sleep, along with Clyde who had a more difficult time on falling asleep for the rest of the night. They really did hope that the radio will get them the help they needed and that it will finally get them off of this island of death.