𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙆𝙔 𝙄𝙎 𝙉𝙊 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙀 - 𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙣 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙮

Doomsday

The Diablous bellowed once again as if ran towards Main Street. Owen was greeted with a sickening twist in his stomach as his eyes scanned over the creature.

He began having flashbacks of the Indominous, how it could tear apart anything that came in its way with ease. He wasn't ready for that kind of hell again.

His eyes drifted over towards Emma who's eyes also looked at the creature with horror, her hand absentmindedly gripping Owen's.

Owen snapped out of it, shaking his head to clear his thought process. He cared for all of the people surrounding him. He needed to get them to safety. If they stayed in one place it would tear through them with ease.

"Scatter!" Owen shouted towards the group, latching on to Emma's hand even tighter as he braced himself to sprint to safety. The group hurriedly ran apart from each other, there were a few whimpers of terror but none loud enough to changed the direction of the Diablous's course.

It had its sights on the biggest animal there was in the park. Rexie.

Owen grunted in pain as he drug Emma along, her legs barely keeping in pace with him even with his limp. He ducked down below an ice cream kiosk, managing to pull Emma down behind it with him as the Diablous stepped foot on Main Street. He grabbed at his thigh which was bleeding more than it was before.

Emma's fingers numbly rubbed across the blood soaked fabric that she used to patch him up. She didn't know how long he could stay like this, he was basically bleeding out.

"I can fix this." She chanted to herself over and over again as her shaky fingers kept grazing the fabric.

She tore the makeshift tourniquet off his thigh and frantically ripped off another chunk of her shirt. She wadded the fabric up in her hands and placed it directly into the seething wound.

Owen shook violently in pain as he fought back a scream. "I'm not sure where it got you. It could just be a really deep wound or it could've hit your artery, meaning I don't know how long you can do this." Emma whispered out, her nose becoming stuffed up as tears threatened to break out of her blue eyes.

"I put you in this mess. I'm so sorry." Her voice quivered along with her bottom lip as she placed the tourniquet back on his leg. "I shouldn't've come back to the island."

"You would've come back whether Jurassic World asked you to or not." Owen spoke up, his voice soft and exhausted. He carefully placed his hand on her cheek, admiring her for the first time since she had appeared.

She was battered up but, still alive.

"You're too stubborn for your own good and for my own good but, I still love you for it. I don't want you to ever think I don't love you, even if I hadn't spent a lot of time with you since the raptors hatched. I can't stop."

Owen hesitated for a moment. His breathing was becoming labored.

"I should've told you the truth about Emmett." His voice trailed off as the loud roar of Rexie caught their attention.

They had been wrapped up in their own moment that they had forgotten about the battle. "That thing's like the Indominous. Extremely hard to kill. How are we going to think of something to kill it?" Owen questioned.

He wouldn't feel comfortable asking that question to anyone else, he feared his masculinity would go down, but since it was Emma, who had survived the first incident and is his lover he felt more confident and safe asking her. Emma in turn shrugged her shoulders.

"Well at least Rexie can hold it off until we think of something." Emma commented as she peered over the kiosk to see the Diablous sinking its teeth into Rexie spine. For how much longer, Emma didn't know.