JURASSIC WORLD: ALPHA DNA

Chapter 8

Everything was in chaos.

From the blaring of the alarms, Children and Adults' screams mixed the chaotic sound. People fled into different direction, pushing and shoving each other to get away from the flying dinosaurs that seemed to have descended from above to have a feast.

A feast with the word human on the menu.

Some scrambled to head inside the building to avoid getting snatched up in the air, that proved to be useless as the dimorphodons simply broke through the glasswindows and pounce on the first person they landed on. Other tried to dive under tables only to be grabbed by the arms, head or legs by a dimorphodon or a pteranodon.

Most scrambled to the where the dock was, hoping to get away by boat. Others left their belongings, thinking of them as hindrances but there were others that prefer to save them rather than leave them behind like that one dude who tried to rescue his two unfinished martinis.

If the flying dinosaurs weren't terrifying enough, Owen's pack of velociraptors made the people near them balk and pale at the sight of them. Many scrambled back to give them a wide berth only to turn their backs once they thought they were either at a  safe distance or the raptors weren't looking in their direction.

"Don't do that!" Owen wanted to scream at the running masses as his girls roared and snapped their jaws at the people, showing their sharp teeth. That action was only half playful as they stench surrounding them of all sides smells like prey, prey, prey-

A screech from the front made Owen double back when a dimorphodon suddenly appeared in his sights. Its intention obvious as it opened its jaws for a bite.

Like before, Owen's body moved before his brain could decipher the next course of action as he quickly snapped his jaws shut at the dimorphodon's soft tissue in the neck. The poor animal screeched as it wiggled only for Owen to slam it hard on the ground.

What are you doing?!

Owen thought as he started taking large bites of the dead animal. The sound of the animal's bone crunching from his teeth. "What would Claire think?" Owen thought as his body continued too feast on the dead animal. He didn't know why but the moment he tasted the raw meat, the hunger that had been suppressed after his transformation rose up.

But Owen was sure he wasn't hungry. He had just ate his fill before Claire hired him to check out the I-Rex's cage. If he had to guess, he wasn't suppose to be this hungry.

As soon as there was nothing left of the body to eat. Owen stared at the dead dinosaur with a sense of emptiness and internal distress.

"Why am I still so hungry?" Owen thought. He needed more, it wasn't enough. He needed more-

"Nice catch Alpha. What do they taste like?" Charlie asked excitedly. She was curious to find out what the flying prey taste like to without even waiting for Alpha to answer, she ran to the nearest dimorphodon, pushing past people - who screamed and tried to make way for her - and clamped her jaws to where she saw Alpha had bitten on.

"Too bony...less meat" She said after a few bites. Echo had already gone up and ran off to catch her own prey, hee mouth salivating.

They might have less meat but Echo thought it was better than the meat slop they always had back in their nest. Also, they were fun to catch.

Blue and Delta had gone to make a coordinated attack on a pteranodon, preferring to test their skills on a bigger prey after their attack on the I-Rex.

The most basic tactic for a velociraptor hunt was for one of the pack members to become the bait and attract the attention and distract the prey long enough for the ambush of the other pack members to happen.

Delta screeched and snapped her jaws as she quickly caught the attention of a flying pteranodon, ready to grab her for a big meal. Unfortunately, it recognized the trap too late as it flew low enough for Blue to jump on a table and leap off to its back and clamp her jaws shut on its neck.

The pteranodon roared as it quickly made an attempt to escape by flying upwards. Owen watched with trepidation as Blue locked her dew claws on the pteranodon's back to prevent herself from falling.

Delta, with her avian DNA, made a giant leap for its legs and the pteranodon was sent crashing down with a squawk of pain. The tables with white umbrellas tumbled down from the impact and covered the gory scene.

Though Owen could guess what was going on by the sudden dark colors that splattered on the umbrellas.

"ZACH! GRAY!" His attention moved away from his raptors  to Claire who was now standing on a fallen food cart, Owen's rifle in hand and calling out to her nephews.

Owen roared at her from below "What are you doing?! Are you trying to become a target!?" All Claire could hear were a series of short barks and snarls. When the dimorphodons zeroed in on Claire, she raised the rifle, aimed and fired.

One thing others don't know about Claire, she wasn't hired here in the most dangerous place without proper training. Owen watched in awe as Claire started shooting the dimorphodons and pteranodons left and right.

While some of her aims were off, it did manage to hit a few and scare some away.

"AUNT CLAIRE!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

"...Claire!"

Familiar voices reached her ears as Claire scanned and found her nephews running straight to her witha pteranodon heading straight for them, its beak wide open to snatch at least one of them.

"Get down!" Claire shouted as she aimed the gun straight at the pteradon. The pteranodon died instantly from the shot as Zach and Gray tripped and scrambled to move away as the dead body's sharp and long beak stopped inches from them.

"Claire wait! You might-" Owen couldn't finish his sentence that Claire might accidentally miscalculated her aim because two beings slammed onto his back and his vision was met with razor sharp claws.

Owen roared as he twisted around and tried to bite one of them off. Unfortunately, dimorphodons have quick reaction time when snatching up prey which was why it was so easy for them to evade Owen's attack.

That and because Owen wasn't used to using his jaws and claws as a weapon. His tail flicked in annoyance when he felt pin pricks of bites from another dimorphodon. Just as he was about to try another tactic, the dimorphodon that was biting his tail suddenly disappeared as it let out a wail of pain.

It distracted the dimorphodon at his face long enough for Owen to land a lethal bite. Throwing the corpse away before the raptor part of Owen decided to make another entrance, Owen rolled over and scrambled up to see Blue with the dead dimorphodon hanging off her mouth, blood staining her mouth and dripping slowly on the ground.

He stared at her in awe. He could never seem to stop being in awe at his girls no matter what they even do. Well, except maybe killing people.

"Thank you Blue" He chirped. Owen thought he must have something on his face otherwise Blue wouldn't have dropped her prey on the ground and stared at anything other than him.

"I am your beta, it's my job to protect Alpha" Blue said. Owen tilted his head to the side, he was pretty sure something was bothering Blue but he just couldn't place what it was.

"Aunt Claire?"

Claire turned her gaze away from the two raptors to her nephews standing stock still as they gazed at her appearance. She probably looked nothing like the calm and collected Aunt they met when they arrived here.

Claire got down from the food cart and ran to them. The relief she felt when she saw them, scratched up but alive and in one piece, made water mist over her eyes.

She immediately hugged them both tightly "Gray what's this?" She eyed the wound that was probably only a scratch but it still made her worry "Are you okay? Where did you go? Why didn't you come back?" She asked. Zach felt guilty, it was his idea to get out and ignore the warnings.

If he had just followed, maybe he wouldn't have put his little brother in danger. The only thing that was meaningful to him from that experience was that his bond with his brother was stronger than ever and as soon as they saw their parents when this was all over, he was going to give them a big hug.