Camp Cretaceous: Nature Boy (Brooklynn x OC)

(SEASON 3) Hidden Adventure

Its been over a month since Tiff and Mitch were killed, although they do not know that Tiff was eaten by the remaining Baryonyx duo formerly trio. Hunter has recovered from his injuries once again, the Campers and himself have noticed how strangely quick his recoveries have been. As of right now, Hunter had split up from the other Campers in search for the missing Dino-nerd.

One of the worst storms Isla Nublar has experienced was part of why Darius had disappeared.

Hunter, in spite of his fellow Campers pleas, split off on his own to find Darius. Hunter didn't want to be rude as he knew the others would've slowed him down.

The Nature Boy sighed as he trudged through the heavily dense jungle, throwing up his shark hood over his head as he continued his tracking.

He eventually climbed up a tree, mostly using the vines to pull himself up and then plants himself onto a branch. He swung his backpack over onto his lap and dug through it, he took the Amber out and stared at it.

"Why are you so important to George...?" Hunter narrowed his eyes at it, as if waiting for the fossilized mosquito to answer.

Hunter eventually stashed the Amber back into his bag and put it back on before walking across the branch to stay out of biting distance of any carnivore that decides to ambush him. Hunter got lost in his thoughts while he continued tracking Darius, this lead him back to a memory that just popped back up in his brain.

"You understand what they will do if they ever found out about the boy?!"

Hunter heard the muffled yells through the wall, he was already listening in on George and Howard's conversation about him.

"Yes, I know too well." George stated to his best friend since elementary school. "Then why are you letting Hunter even get close to them?!" Howard exclaimed, realizing he's too loud and Hunter might hear.

"Because they won't look into it. Not while I'm still breathing." George stated bluntly.

Howard scoffed, thinking his best friend has become ignorant and arrogant.

"Hunter has made a full recovery from a Great White Shark attack...the hospital continues to call and question how Hunter is even alive. There's no medical records of him, no birth certificate, in the eyes of the law Hunter does not even EXIST!"

George raised his hand up to let Howard know he should calm down. "You really expect nobody will try coming after him?" Howard took a deep breath, trying to relax.

"As I've stated: nobody will look into as long as I am breathing. I've already erased the record on Hunters shark attack—"

"—GEORGE!!!"

"That won't prevent anything! You know that!"

George took a deep breath, remaining stoic and stern. "It's not about preventing the inevitable...it's about stalling it."

Howard gave George a confused look.

"Benjamin Lockwood is doing the same thing as me and it's because of his daughter and YOUR daughter, HIS mother, that I have to stall the world from learning what Hunter truly is."

Howard sighed, knowing that his daughter, Hunters mother, is in fact at fault for this. Howard dropped down into the very comfortable chair on the other side of George's desk. He wiped his face down and sighed one last time.

"Hunter should know."

George slightly glared at Howard for a moment.

"No. He isn't ready for that. He just recovered from a shark attack no less."