Jurassic World Dominion: Remade.

Maze Of Cruelty.

"Oh hey, when did I last update the JWD rewrite?"

*JANUARY THE ELEVENTH.*

"HOLY FU-"

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Malta.

We cut to the large city of Malta, a beautiful place directly next to the sea. Blue skies and blue water all around. And in the centre- a beautiful city with gorgeous buildings, a beautiful country and an ocean of excited tourists. Two grand cars erupted and ripped through the streets, standing out like an ostrich in a field of pigs.

Inside one of the cars, a woman sits calmly, her face hidden behind expensive sunglasses. Her phone buzzes in her pocket. She scowls and answers.

"I said I'd call you." She hissed.

On the other end, Lewis Dodgson paced his office.

"Yeah, I don't care. Did they land yet?" He grumbled.

The woman smirked, a strange sight to her usually cold and emotionless face.
"The second plane is incoming." She said smugly.

Dodgson scowled.
"Who said anything about a second plane..?"

The woman chuckled softly.
"We flew them separately. I'm not taking any chances. And we'll need payments before delivery. I didn't like what happened last time." She said, checking her nails as she talked.

Dodgson sneered. Damnit. This isn't good. "Fucking fine. Okay, okay. Just call me when it's done." He hung up and stormed out of his office.

Soyona Santos smirked as she heard the monotone bleep on her phone. Moron.

The two cars stop near a runway. They stop a few yards away eachother, a woman shoves Maisie Out of the car. Maisie attempts to fight back against her kidnappers yet quickly learns that's not the best idea.

She lunged for the woman, Attempting to catch her off guard. The woman batted her away swiftly. The woman picked her off her feet and shoved her forward.

The woman glared at her.
"Walk to her car." She demanded.

Maisie's eyebrows furrowed.
"What? No!"

The womans glare hardened.
"It's not a choice."

With no other options, Maisie sneered and trudged down the road to Soyonas Car.

Maisie looks to Soyona and then to Beta shrieking inside the crate. She locks eyes with a stranger who's smuggling the infant raptor.

The smuggled spits some chewing gum onto the floor, talking to another smuggler.

"Fifty grand to fly one little raptor. Not bad." One of them says. He hands the one who locked eyes with Maisie a bag of money, the smuggler checks it- doing the math in her head.

The smuggler placed the bag behind her,
"What's with the girl?" She asked.

"Not your problem." Was the only response she got. She looked back at the girl, who was being shoved into Santos' car. She grimaced.

"Pleasure doing business with ya." She grumbled. Grabbing the bag as she walked into a nearby plane.

We cut through the busy streets of Malta, We see Owen, Claire, Zia and Franklin. As always, Franklin was complaining.