FBR IV Part 1 Teaser

I apoligise in advance for my Absense, I was at a stampede for the past couple days, Tends to cramp up my ability to y'know do anything around Scified (Which I find interesting because last year at the same stampede I was browsing news about Scifed 'N Stuff...)

 

(I did play like 256 battles of World of Tanks Blitz...)

 

Back to your Schedueld programming (Holy crap, I cannot spell for the life of me today...)

 

ALSO!!!

 

HAPPY CANADA DAY!

 

 

 

Nothing spells maple syrup and Mounties quite like the Great white North!

 

And, To our American neighbours, Happy Independence day (I know the difference! :D) "Y'all" Have a good one, and watch some excellent fireworks!

 

 

Okay. So for Serious this time. Within the past like, Six hours of me being Back with my Computer, I've managed to set up a main story arc and such. We've got a basic Idea of what The heck were doing, And we should Have part one out on schedule.

 

 

Until then, I've got a little Teaser here for you, Until I can actually get some decent time to Write  Spell TYPE! (Thats the one)

 

Here we go!

 

 

The deep thumping of helicopters could be heard, Booming in everyones ears, In the distance. Owen glanced up, To spot the large grey Helicopter with Blue pen striping. The words "Patel Corperation" Stamped on its side. 

 

As the Chopper came in on its Final approach, Two Vetranariains, Who today, Were doubling as Landing crew Rushed out to help guide the chopper down. 

 

Owen watched the Man and woman in Yellow vests, and their denim Vet. Uniforms lower it down, As he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"We're going to be going up first, Set up base camp and Communications with Site A. The rest of the Helicopters will follow," Hamanda said, Locking his Magazine into his Assault rifle. 

 

"So I've heard! What are we packing?" Owen shouted, Turning around from where he was leaned on his Mercedes Jeep. He followed Hamanda over to the Mercedes 6x6 With the Name "Park Game Warden" Branded on its side.

 

This 6x6 was different from the rest, It was bulked up, and beefed up. It had bullet proof windows, Emergency Equipment, Radios. It had Military grade Steel on its doors, and hood. Its tires had covers as to prevent them being popped or such. It looked more like a tank then a car. It even had bars running One and a half inches from the car itself to help limit impact, And provide a devistating shock to an animal that got a little too close. 

 

Hamanda dropped down the Tail gate, To reveal a Cache of Weapons. 

 

"Patel wants something new, Something Exotic and wild. With the Daily 15,000 Guests weekly, He wants to keep it fresh. I Think he's absoulty fucking nuts, But Hell, Can't argue with a paycheck and Animals that've been dead for 65 Million years. That, Is the true prize, The ability to hunt some of the worlds greatest beasts." Hamanda said, He shifted some of the crates to the sides as he searched for his weapon case. 

 

"From surveys, Helicopters and Satelite, We've tracked most of Ingens List on the Island. 2 Species have Died out since they shut down Site B, But many Remain. We're going after Tyranasaurus rex, and Spinosaurus. Site B has both. I don't see why Patel bloody wants both, We could create them in the lab..." Hamanda found his case and brought it to the tail gate, He pulled a key from a chain on his neck.

 

"A Rex? What is he thinking?" Owen questioned, "We've got more then enough trouble with what we've got already!"

 

"I told him that, But if you've got enough Fuckin' Money to shell it out on anything you want, Logic doesn't need to work." Hamanda opened the case, Revealing A MBT LAW Shoulder mounted Anti Tank weapon.

 

"Jesus Hamanda, Are you trying to tranq a rex, Or freaking take out an Army?" Owen replied, Awestruck.

 

"Both."

 

"You are a peice of work. Whats are Ammunition?" 

 

Hamanda reached back, and pulled out a wooden box, Laden with straw, Inside were twenty to Fifty Canisters about the size of your fists. Hamanda tossed one to Owen.

 

"Don't let it drop, You'll kill both of us, and everyone within Five metres every direction."

 

"Thats steep... What are the shells packing?"

 

"Varying amounts of Tranqulizer, Some are Explosive rounds, These things can get pretty hectic..."

 

"Like that one time the raptors broke out before we trained them?"

 

Hamanda sighed. 

 

"Yes...."

"Good enough for me! Lets get these onto the chopper and get the heck out of dodge, Theres supposed to be heavy fog over Nublar in the next Hour or so, We can't take off in that weather," Owen grabbed an armful of cases, and called over others to help. They had the helicopter loaded and ready to go within minutes. 

 

As they Chopper lifted off the ground, Owen glanced back at Nublar, In the coming Mist, He saw a stretching rainbow. Which paired with the The herd of Parasaurs, And Brachisaurus singing, Brought a smile to his face. 

 

As the chopper crossed the water, One of the Park staff brought along to assist shut the door. Tired from the long morning, Owen sat back, and put on his shades. 

 

Owen woke up as the Chopper shook. Causing his pair of Aviators to fall off his Head, And out the door. Shit, That was my good pair too! Owen morned in his head as he continued to look out the window.

 

A Pack of Velociraptors Shreiked as the Helicopter flew over head, Spooking the animals, They charged off and hid in nearby Foilage. 

 

Having worked with raptors, Owen was slightly confused by this behaviour. These Dinosaurs were easily Spooked, Cautious, Almost, Too cautous... Aware...  Mustangs... Owen pondered in his head, Remembering a speech from a man from his past. Something about a Young horse, Born and raised in the wild, Who constantly has to look over his shoulder, to protect himself from larger predators. 

 

From thermal Images, They knew the raptors were Isolated to the Core of the Island... They nested in one of the Compounds... They should have nothing to fear. Something tickled in the back of Owens brain.

 

As the chopper touched down at the Base camp, The team unloaded. 

 

As more People arrived, Hamanda took out a team of people to check the fences of the Base Camp Compound... 

 

While something in the distance was watching...

 

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A woman waltzed around the lab, Most obviously drunk, Bumping into tables and such. Her name, Unknown to us due to her missing name tag. She began humming a tuneless song in her head, And circled several species on a list.

 

"Cuttlefish"

"Snake"

Rex

Raptor

 

She proceeds to write something down at the bottem of the list and Passes out.

 

Dr.Henry Wu, strolls into the lab. The Staff had a crazy party while Hamanda was absent. And, Although a tad tipsy, Wu was ready to do anything. Walking into his lab, He trips over something.

 

"GOD DANGIT! WHAT DID I TELL YOU, NO DRINKING AND USING DNA, THATS WHY ALL THE--- THINGS, WERE MESSED UP!" Wu picks himself up and lays his lab assistant who looks like Bryce dallas howard in the corner.  He spots the list.

 

"This is really good." Wu says to no one, "I think we need you more drunk to do science..."

 

Wu proceeds to leave the lab, Turning off all the lights.

 

Again, Bumping into walls and singing a tuneless song... 

 

 

 

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That was the teaser. 

 

I apoligise for mistakes.

 

I wrote this at midnight.

 

I thought having Henry and Bryces characters drunk would make the mood better!

 

ENJOY

 

-PADEN

 

 

 

 

Duck Bagels.