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"C'mon we gotta go"

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"C'mon we gotta go"

The three of us got up and ran through the trees. Claire in front then me then Owen.

When we got to a clearing Claire got a phone call

"Hello?!"

"Okay stay right there I'm on my way stay with them"

While that was happening Owen and I found two vehicles that were 2 seaters.

"You can drive this right" Owen asked me nervously

"Uh....I can try" I answered

Owen nodded "Don't crash and follow me"

"Hop on" Owen told Claire

She got on and held on to his biceps and Owen drove Owen with me trailing behind him

When Owen and I finally got there everyone was in the middle of a Dinosaur hell storm, people of all ages and genders screaming. Everywhere you look there was at least one person on the ground screaming with a pterodactyl on them .

We got off our vehicles and ran in.

"Claire, Violet c'mon"

When we got into the middle of it, Owen and I started to shoot as many as we could . Claire got on a knocked down cart and started screaming.

"ZACH, GRAY"

While I was shooting I heard screaming for 'Aunt Claire'. I turned and saw it was coming from two boys, one looked my age just like Claire said with dark brown hair, tall, wearing a crimson shirt and wearing black jeans. While the other one was shorter, younger with dirty blonde hair wearing a light brown plaid collared shirt wearing dark blue shorts.

"I got them" I told Owen and he gave me a head nod

The boys were being chased by a pterodactyl. I raised my gun and aimed shooting three times, hitting it perfectly. It was knocked hitting the ground fast and the boys tripped breathing heavily as the beak of the dinosaur inches from their faces.

I ran up to them the gun still in my hands

"You guys okay?"

The younger boy nodded quickly, his eyes not tearing away from the gun in my hands but the older boy looked me up and down slowly. I fixed my posture looking at the older boy,

"You done checking me out?"

The older boy's eyes widened his cheeks turning pink of embarrassment as he tried to stutter a response getting up bringing his little brother with him. I smirked in victory as I copied his move slowly looking him up and down. He's attractive no doubt about it but right now we're in the middle of a crisis and besides it's not like I'll ever see him again after this. Sadly

"Lets go Claire's been looking for you guys"

"You know aunt Claire" the younger boy also known as Gray asked me

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