The Six Campers and The Soldier: A Camp Cretaceous Story (OC fanfiction)

Clean Break

Penthouse Private Dock, Isla Nublar:

P.O.V Change: Kenji

The morning sun shone down onto me as I walked further down towards the dock. I stretch my arms and loosen any knots and kinks in my joints, as I do that, I wipe any foliage and leaves from my new clothes. After the fiasco with Blue and Allison, I decided to forgo the tight business suit and change into a fresh set of clothes that matched the old and torn ones that I had before. I feel better in these clothes, I can move around without feeling the strict tightening of the suit. Plus, it also gives me an internal happiness toward dad's reaction, I can just imagine what he'll say when he sees me.

The day after Dodgson's arrival and Molina's death was mostly uneventful. I mostly spent it around Mae and Toro. I didn't feel in the mood, nor did I really care what Dad and Dodgson got up too. Though, Dad did see that a ship and a plane were coming, the animals were getting loaded up and transported off the island and we would be returning to Mantah Corp Island, that was the only thing that I really paid attention too, other than that, nothing really interested me. Feeding Toro and just keeping him moving and healthy was the only thing that I cared about, plus, it gave me something to do, besides shadowing Dad and Dodgson. The only thing that I could complain about was that me and Mae had to watch, with distaste, as the mercenaries used Grim, the Dimorphadon and Utahraptor, mockingly named Big-Head and Feathers respectively, as their personal playthings. They were forbidden from 'fightning' but that didn't stop the mercs from making them do stupid stuff and just laugh at the expense of the controlled dinos. When the mercs were ordered to do something else, me and Mae would tend to the animals, nursing any wounds that were inflicted and just making sure that they were as comfortable as possible, not that it mattered in the end. I wanted to say something to Dad but I knew that if I said anything, it could possibly make Dad and Dodgson's deal go south, and while I don't care for it, I can't risk it. Dad has a vengeful side, I saw it when the BRADs were ordered to remove the remains of Kash from the Forest Biome. The sight of Galen's savagery nearly trained my stomach inside out. While I don't think Dad would do that to me, I have no doubt that he'll think of something to punish me with. He is creative like that, I should know......experienced most of them.

I step out of the foliage and gaze down at the dock. I stare, amazed, at the massive, high tech, cargo ship that is sitting docked. A self-automated container was parking itself along the four other containers in the main courtyard of the dock. I gaze down from the boat and my amazed gaze trained to one of concealed scorn as I watch Hawkes throw a slab of meat at Grim's feet, he then commands the Baryonyx to eat it. Dad and Dodgson watch from the sidelines as I walk down the dock and past them, I see that one of the mercs is having trouble commanding Toro, while the chips worked fine on all the selected animals, it took a lot of trial and error seeing how the different brains functioned around each chip. The Dimorphadon and the Utahraptor were completely different animals so it made sense that their brains would function differently. "Let me try." I say to the Merc who scoffs towards me and forces the controller into my chest. "Good luck, damn beast isn't worth my time anyway." The merc says as he walks over to the Utahraptor. I recognize him as one of the twins.....mercs that were most happy with 'entertaining' themselves with Feat-no. That name is a mockery to the animal. What name should it be? I gaze down at the predator's feet and see the massive toe claw.......hmm, Talon. Yes, that works.

'Entertaining' themselves with Talon, watching them laugh at the animal just made me mad but also gave me some dark thoughts. Be a shame if her chips were suddenly disabled. The campers and I never really ran into any Utahraptors while we were here..... surprisingly, but Ryan did tell us that his large torso scars came from a Utahraptor, soooooo......yeah. I would live to see if you would be laughing when she sinks her claws and teeth into you, and there ain't a damn thing you could do to stop her. Like I said.....dark thoughts.