Camp Cretaceous: Its death time (rewritten)

43. Separation

Three helicopters surrounded the boat with the headlight shined in our faces. The voice that we heard commanded, "You, kids! Stop the engine! Go back to the island."

Kenji yelled "Woohoo! We're saved!" He ran back to the room. I followed him because I questioned them. Kenji started the boat, and I stopped it. "What the heck?"

"I'm not getting good guy vibes, Kenji." I told him.

Yaz agreed, "Yeah. Think about it, huge chopper, big scary guns."

"Well I'm sorry, but what would YOU bring to rescue a bunch of kids from an island filled with dinosaurs? Cake?" Kenji asked with sarcasm in his voice.

I told him, "We didn't send out any call for help. And last time we did and THOUGHT that help arrived, we ended up almost getting killed." Everyone stood in silence not knowing what to say.

"The sea DOES look rough," Sammy called out. She had a point, though. If we stayed on the boat, then traveling won't be easy, but if we went with them, we don't even KNOW what they're here for.

I asked the others, "Do you all think we should take our chances with the chopper?" Everyone nodded. I had a bad feeling about this, but if this is what everyone thinks is best for them, then so be it. I let Kenji start the boat, and we headed back into the island.

Once we arrived, the people on the chopper helped us get on. One of them asked, "What are you guys doing here?"

"Long story. TOO long."

"WAY too long." Darius, Ben, and Sammy managed to get on the plane.

Ben asked, "Wait, if you aren't here to rescue us, then why are you here?" A T-Rex came to the area. The pilot quickly began driving the chopper leaving me, Brooklyn, Yaz, and Kenji behind. Darius, Ben, and Sammy tried telling the pilot to wait and take them as well, but she decided against it and decided to leave us. And now, the four of us that were left behind started running away from the T-Rex.

Sammy asked the pilot, "How could you leave them like that?"

"To keep us alive," the pilot answered, "You're welcome."

"Who said you were thanked?"

"We should've stayed on the boat."

The four of us were still running from the T-Rex. Eventually, it gave up. We ended up at the lagoon. There we saw a person with a yellow jacket running to catch a ladder from the helicopter with a T-Rex chasing it. Brooklyn asked, "Do you think that is the one that the others are on?"

"I don't know," Yaz tells her, "I guess this is the only way we'll find out." We ran and followed that chopper. We hid behind a big rock just in case it WASN'T our friends. I saw four people step out. Three mercenaries, armed from head to toe. And the other guy had a grey jacket. It wasn't until he opened his umbrella we knew who he was. "You've GOTTA be kidding me," Yaz whispered, "Good old Dr. Wu."

Another mercenary was telling the mad scientist, "We can't fly any further in this storm."

"Do we have the Indominus sample or not?" asked the crazy creator.

"I don't think so."

I wanted his name so I know what to refer him as.

"Well then, Mr. Hawkes," Oh. Today's my lucky day. "We NEED to retrieve my research laptop. It's in a lab not far from here." Wu led the mercs to the lab he was mentioning.

Behind the rock, Yaz asked, "What would he need the Indominus sample for?"

Brooklyn let out a scoff of disbelief once she figured it out, "He wouldn't."