Grant's POV
My name is Dr. David Grant, paleontologist and raptor fanatic. A new fossil site was discoverd in south-east Egypt. My team and I hopped on my private plane and flew straight there.
“Grant, what kinds of fossils do you think we’ll find?” Tracey asked. “Spinosaurus, Aegyptosaurus, or possibly something new.” I replied. The plane started to lean to the side. That’s not right because we were on a straight course to Egypt, and the sky was clear, no reason for us to turn.
“Odd, I’m going to check on the pilot. I’ll be right back.” Larence said as he went up to the cockpit.
Larence’s POV
I walked up to the cockpit to see what was up. I heard buzzing, crackling, and the pilot grunting.
“Is there a problem pilot?” I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t hear me.
“Um, yeah we have a problem. I don’t have control of the plane; it’s controlling its self.”
“Do you have control of anything?”
“Just the stabilizer and GPS.” He brought up the GPS display on the panel. I took a look and my heart sank.
“We’re in the triangle.” We started to dive.
“I just lost full control of the plane; we’re going into a steep dive! I’m hopping of this death trap.”
The pilot jumped of the plane before i can say anything, only to get shredded by the intake fan.
Ominous POV
The plane was spiraling down to their doom. Larence pulled the nose of the plane up before the crash. It flipped ripping the wings and the tail right off. Some how every survived, but blacked out.
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Island of the Ancients
FanfictionDr.Grant and his team crashes on a remote island in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle, what couldn't go wrong. Well I'll tell you, dinosaurs. To be more specific, genetically engineered freaks of nature dinosaurs, and that's not the worst news. The...
