The Velociraptors were stalking us, snarling and surrounding us, trying to close in from all sides. Just the perfect time to not have uncle Owen here. He once told me that Velociraptors are social creatures that only accept care from another species if raised that way or trained. Doesn't help that Velociraptors hate those that intrude into their homes and nests that do not belong in such places like us at this moment. I fire a warning shot at the foot of the leader, Blue, remembering the name that Owen told me. The raptor had looked down than up like I offended it or something....bad idea.
"It's okay, it's okay." Shortie tries to reassure....himself....everyone....doesn't matter at the moment. Kenji is still whimpering and the raptors are still closing in. "Just shoot them already." Kenji says. I grunt in frustration. "You don't really know anything do you? If I shoot one, the rest won't stop until they tear you to pieces." I move back slowly keeping Shortie and Kenji at my back and the raptors in front. I thought to myself, I need to convince them that they should trust me. I lower my rifle....this is a dumb idea. "Blue." I see the leader perk up, recognizing her name. "Stand down." I ordered firmly. She shakes her stupor and snaps at me. "Hey, that was rude." I see the green striped one on my left.
"Charlie, I can see you, back off." She snarls at me, teeth bare and claws ready to pounce, they have slowed their advancement, I could see the curiosity in Blues eyes. "Get to the ladder." I tell Kenji and Shortie. "Are you insane?" They retort back. "Yep, now go, slowly, no quick movements." As they shuffle back, so do I, when all of a sudden the paddocks lights blare out blinding us and the raptors. "Come and get it." We hear Roxie shout, she throws food to distract the raptors, all go but Blue who still advances forward, clever girl. Kenji and Shortie run for the main gate that opens with Dave pulling Kenji and Shortie out.
"Don't close it yet, Ryan still in there." I heard Shortie exclaim. The second that I look away, Blue launches herself towards me, with my reflexes, I raise my rifle blocking her from completely pouncing on me and with all my strength push her a good distance onto the dirt. As she is thrown her right foot gazes my side, her sickle claw cutting through the small gap on my gear, I feel the claw puncture and scratch my left side....fucking hell that hurts....on pure adrenaline I run back to the gate to see the inner gate closing. I slide under it on my right side just as it almost closed. Finally got out of that mess.
I hear jeeps being pulling up and workers hasting towards the enclosure. "Secure the paddock." One said. I hear that Shortie is thanking Dave for pulling them out....I so want to remind them that it was me that kept them from being a raptors late night snack. Dave hurls up some nasty vomit, can't say that I blame him, scary shit tends to make the weak willed nauseous....no offence mate. Roxie comes in and checks on Dave than turns towards me as I unbuckle my gear and lift my shirt to see the damage.
"Are you alright Ryan?" I check the wound. "It's not deep but still requires some disinfectant and stitches, I have some in the bags back at camp, I can fix it." Roxie then notices Kenji trying to walk away. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, where do you think you are going....you and Darius are in big trouble. Shortie tries to defend himself, just take it mate be better off in the end. "We'll decide what to do with you later...if you get to remain here after a stunt like this...if Ryan wasn't here, I can't image what would be the outcome if we were any later." Damn, knew I would like Roxie when I met her. Pinkie has her phone back, surprisingly, she looks scared, well that's what happens when you run off somewhere without knowing where you're going. I hear the gate close behind and as I turn, I see Blue gazing at me through the bars.
Camp Cretaceous:
Back at camp, I'm in the common room with stitching equipment, some disinfectant and bandages. I hear Kenji mouth popping and it's starting to get on my nerves, but I'm too tired and hurt to give a shit. I see Shortie queeze when he sees me disinfecting the scratch. "Don't worry Shortie, it's not the worst one I've gotten." He looks at me and smiles. "Ahh, thanks for saving us." He thanks me. "Don't worry about it, but I will say what you guys did was stupid, reckless and super dangerous and the next time you do something like that, I won't bother saving that case of lost brain cells and yes that was directed at you Kenji." He looks at me like he was going to say something but Shortie beat me to it. "Yeah, how you could so stupid." He yells at Kenji. "I do a lot of stup-". I cut him off. "You jumped into a Velociraptor paddock without any reason and besides, this is the second time that you have done something stupid like this." I remind him of Allison. He narrows his eyes at me. "Girls love a grand gesture junior, I'll tell when your older." He answers Shorties question from before. I shake my head at his arrogance, typical Kenji. He then leans back with somber expression, he goes into depth about how he always wanted to make him proud and if he mess up AGAIN his dad would give up on him for good, hmm curious, what he said was a lie but also true at the same time, meh, not going to call him out on it, maybe tomorrow.
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The Six Campers and The Soldier: A Camp Cretaceous Story (OC fanfiction)
FanfictionRyan Johnson (my OC) is Owen Grady's nephew, instead of being a behaviourist like his uncle, Ryan decided to train in Asset Containment. Coming from a military family, Ryan has been prepared his entire life on how to handle life threatening situatio...