Dino Squad: 2nd Generation {Dino Squad Fanfic}

CH 1 PT 1

"Sir, we have lured the Dino Squad out with the ooze," a man said, his face covered by a red and black raptor-like mask. The man he was addressing chuckled.

"Perfect," He muttered, his iris turning yellow and his pupil turning into a diamond. He grinned at the thought of finally getting the desired information and data on those perfect dinosaurs. He glanced at the man with the black suit.

"Lord Veloci," he addressed him, standing at attention. The man, Veloci, sneered, looking over at a monitor showing a view of four teenagers playing what seemed to be Monopoly. The teenagers all wore simple black collars with beeping red buttons on them around their necks.

"Send them out to collect the Dino Squad."

In the room with the four teenagers, there was near silence.

"Bingo!" Yelled the black haired boy, sitting next to the "Go" sign. He jumped up with his fists in the air, in a clear victory.

"Kris. It's not Bingo," said a blue haired boy. "Its Monopoly."

"Ah," Kris replied, looking a bit saddened by this new information. He then looked up hopefully, "Then, what do I get?"

A brunette girl to his left peered up at him through her glasses. "If-if you don't mind..." She began, taking a gulp of air, "Please get a Chance card." Kris grinned at her.

"Right!" He placed his fingers on the obnoxiously orange card. He hesitated and said, "Let the odds be ever in my favor," he smirked before pulling the card, holding it victoriously above his head for all to read.

A blonde girl stared at him and then burst out laughing, drawing a confused look from Kris. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"You idiot!" She laughed, leaning backwards in her chair. "That's a 'Go to Jail' card!" She laughed again and then fell backwards in her chair, hitting the table with a black booted foot, making paper money and obnoxiously colored cards fly everywhere. The table then resumed to fall on her. After all was done, a loud groan was heard beneath the table.

The brunette giggled softly at her friend, who looked at her with a wide, proud grin. It was easy to make the girl with glasses cry, but hard to make her laugh. Any small amount was a victory to each member.

With a loud laugh from Kris, the blonde's smile vanished and was replaced with a peeved glare. She stared at Kris, and if looks could kill, he would have been dead long before she even had to get up. Then again, if looks could kill, Kris would have been dead many years prior. She was peeved, anyone could see that. The girl with glasses shrunk from her face and hid behind her chair. With a dark aura gathering, the two had a stare-off. They then immediately began to push with all of their might against each other, trying to push the other to the ground.

"P-please don't..." The brunette girl begged, trying to not let what happened last time to them happen again. Last time, the collars had shocked them, leaving them unconscious for a while. Her voice fell on deaf ears. The blue haired boy stood up and walked over to the girl's huddled frame. He rested his hand on her shoulder to comfort her, she smiled a little at his gesture. "Thanks, Sam."

Suddenly, a booming knock was heard on the door. Kris and the blonde girl jumped apart, and the brunette girl and Sam stood up and stepped apart as well. They all stood at attention. A fearsome looking man in a black suit opened the door, causing all of them to tense up.

"It's time," was all he said before leaving. The four sighed, and the brunette girl nervously pulled her braid over her shoulder, twisting it in her hands, resisting the urge to chew on the ends.

"Guys... I'm really nervous," she confessed, her gray eyes focused on the upturned table. Kris scoffed slightly, trying to conceal his own nerves.

"C'mon Lizzy. We've been training for this all our lives. There's no reason to be nervous," he said, trying to cheer her up a bit. She bit her lip and nodded.