𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙆𝙔 𝙄𝙎 𝙉𝙊 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙀 - 𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙣 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙮

The Other Guys

Night had fallen over across the island, distant, soft, calls of dinosaurs could be heard throughout the island. Frogs croaked out throughout the night, nothing but a blissful silence fell over the island called Isla Sorna. Nothing except the whacking of a knife against a desk from within a large camp inside a deep green and large tarp tent. Lights placed within the camp for visibility, workers within the camp frantically talking to each other as they looked towards the tent anxiously.

"What do you mean you lost it?" A voice with a thick southern accent shouted from within the tent, causing the workers outside to wince a bit in fear. They knew no one wanted to be on his bad side. The voice from inside the tent belonged to a man with shaggy blonde hair, and a large scar across his nose. This man was known as Colton, a cold hearted man who was put in charge as the leader of this project InGen assigned.

He held a black satellite phone in his calloused hands, an irritated expression on his face sweaty face. His feet propped up on the desk as he leaned back in his chair, the small, dingy, fan hit his face with a blast of air as it passed him. Next to the fan was a small knife with what appeared to be rust colored blood over the handle. He glared at his right hand man that was in the corner of the tent, tossing a mango into the air and catching it, a smirk drug across his face.

Colton sat up groaning into the device as he pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration at the news he was receiving. The plan had gone rotten, he knew it would've but he still had some doubt that it would work out somehow. The man in the corner of the tent, sitting on a barrel and peeling parts of mango with a large knife, silently chuckled at his bosses agitation. Colton was always known to blow his top at whatever put him in a bad mood, but he never feared him like the other workers only because he knew that his boss was afraid of him. "Whatever!" He violently pressed the red button on the phone to disconnect before throwing it across the desk.

This sent the man on the other side of the room in hysterics, causing Colton to glare at him with his arms crossed, face red with anger. "Somethin' funny to you, Miles?" He questioned the man as he continued to laugh at his misery. Miles was never one that he would challenge but it didn't mean he could assure him that he was still in charge, he was indeed the brains of the operation. Well, of what little brains they had. Miles took one last bite out of the juicy, mango before hopping down off of the barrel, stabbing his large knife into it. "Was that Hunter?" He asked, a devilish smirk appearing on his face as he sauntered towards his boss.

Colton rolled his eyes and huffed out a large, exasperated sigh as he tossed his head back in anger. He knew Miles was going to laugh and say "I told you so" at his misery. Miles and Colton knew Hunter was the one apt for the job but he was the only one Jurassic World wouldn't seem too unsuited. Colton sighed in frustration before looking over to Miles again. "Yes and he lost the raptors nest. I don't know how we're gonna get those raptors over here now." Colton glowered, biting the tip of his dirty thumbnail off.

Miles wanted to relish in the moment, his boss was wrong to send in Hunter instead of him and now he's getting the whiplash of it but, Miles wasn't going to straight up brag about how he was right. No, he was going to brag about it later. "I still don't understand why we need all of those animals when we have them all here." Miles complained, leaning up against the desk that Colton perched himself behind.

Colton scoffed silently at him, Miles was big and dumb, he'd explained why a dozen times over to him. It had become a repetitive and irritating affair. "Because we need that damned blue raptor and she's hanging out with them. She's smart and loyal, we need her to help show the others how to act." Colton hissed under his breath picking up his knife and stabbing it back down on the desk. He tried to shorten the explanation every time so he wouldn't get a headache with Miles.