(Closed for re-write) Conflicted | An Indoraptor Story
No one looks at a killer and thinks "oh, they're probably just misunderstood." Because who would think that when you've killed someone, when you've drawn blood without the intent for mercy. That just doesn't sit well with people, especially the humans, so, I've gotten used to the way people see me. I've killed plenty of things in my life, all in one single cage in the basement of a building. I've killed small things, like mice, and bugs, (I was desperate at that time), and I've even killed a few humans in my cage, but I've also killed things that were close to me, and I've never forgiven myself, even though a side of me always told me that killing was what I was made for. That was my life, until I found myself in the wrong place at the wrong time a few too many times. Which led to the fight, and fall which I only hoped would be my death, because I've never wanted anything more, but it wasn't.
This story contains gore, violence, death, descriptive torture and gore, suicidal thoughts, massacre, and more, reader discretion advised.
This story is not very well written, not anything like Ripper: an Indoraptor Story, or Hybrids, both by EkemWrites, but I still did my best on it, and I hope you enjoy it if you decide to read it.
This book is in continuous production (even if I take long breaks) so I may edit or redo chapters even when I'm already further ahead in the book.
I advise watching Jurassic World Fallen Kingdom to get the basic story to avoid confusion at the beginning.
