The Nublar 7 : Camp Cretaceous x Male reader

Last Day of Camp

Italic-Thoughts and Flashbacks

Bold-Cuts, Notes, and Pov

(Narrator) Pov

"Attention. All park-goers must report to the South Ferry Dock for immediate evacuation. Last ferry departs in two hours," an automated voice reads out, alarms blaring between instructions.

"That's it?" Brooklyn pants. "No explanations? That's all we get." Darius, Kenji, Y/n, and Noir rush to Sammy and Brooklyn, panting slightly. "We have to move. The only way we're gonna make it is if we run," Darius tells them, waving his hand. "Umm..." Sammy says hesitantly, looking over her shoulder. "Are we sure that's the best way to get there?"

"I'm fine," Yasmina says stubbornly. "I've competed with a torn ACL. You should be way more worried about Ben and Bumpy," Yasmina says, much to the group's shock. "What we should all be worried about, is catching about out of here, and naturally, we have a problem," Ben says, unzipping his fanny pack.

"We're here," Ben points on his map. "The docks are on the southern tip of the island, even if we ran at peak Yaz speed, there's no way we would make the last boat out," he explains. "You don't know that for sure," Sammy tries to say hopefully. Ben scoffs. "Yes, I do. I memorized the evacuation plan from the ferry ride over," he explains.

Everyone collectively groans. "Okay, so we need another way... umm... can we use those somehow," Darius says, pointing to the kayaks in the water. Or send someone to tell the ferry to wait, or--"

"Or make a few jetpacks real quick?" Brooklyn quips. "Oh! We should befriend a unicorn! Face it. It's hopeless," she finishes. "Wait, Y/n, your radio!" Yasmina reminds. Y/n fumbles slightly, searching for the radio. Y/n powers the device on, an electrical hum blaring.

Y/n is about to speak into it, before all he, and anyone can hear, is a man's nervous hushed voice. "The board assigned emergency ops to InGen's private security division."

"Well, that doesn't sound too--" Yasmina isn't allowed to finish her sentence before he continues. "This guy Hoskins is in charge, and he has this insane plan to use the raptors to hunt the Indominus."

"Releasing raptors... loose on the island? That's insane!"  Y/n shouts.

"We will be arriving at Mainstreet shortly, your destination for fine dining--" "Is that?" "And shopping at Jurassic World, followed by stops at the Jurassic World Lagoon, and the South Ferry Dock," the automated voice says.

"Monorail, what-what!" Kenji celebrates. "Hm, nicely played, Universe," Brooklyn comments. "At least we won't be here to deal with them" Y/n sighs in relief, punching Yaz's shoulder lightly.

In a rush up the stairs to the monorail platform, Yaz gradually falls behind with her sprained ankle. "We've gotta move!" Darius shouts as Kenji, Sammy, and Brooklyn pass him by.

"You know it's nice to have some company other than Y/n here for once," Ben says. "Hey! I make great company," Y/n retorts offended. "No offense...?"

"I'm fine," Yasmina repeats, rushing past the pair. "Get a move on Ben."

Kenji, with Brooklyn and Sammy on his flanks, rushes through to celebrate their newfound savior. Their celebrations are short-lived as a thunderous footstep vibrates the ground, causing them to scream lightly in shock, rushing back to safety.

"What's the hold-up?" Y/n whispers, getting closer to the edge of the wall. Taking a peek over it, he is met with the grand sight of Toro, wandering about as they pleased.

"Ah, I see. That's a problem," he comments. "You think?" Kenji whispers. Y/n unholsters the bow from his shoulders in preparation. "This one doesn't have heavy armor," he whispers to himself, peaking back over to see Toro playing with a large can.