Ch. 33 Havoc

Ch. 33 Havoc

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= EVERYTHING WAS DARK. Light even was easily seen as it creeps through the shut eyelids of a medium sized black scaled beast. Opening them, they find themselves laying in an empty cage. The only light they have is from the top of the hatch.

'What?' The creature stands, just then it was when they found their senses even more stronger. 'Shit, did I get tranquillised?'

Scanning over their body. They jump and growl loudly when the cage began moving, reeling out of the dark garage where Madison finds herself being locked on the top of a ships dock.

"This ladies and gentlemen is our very own hybrid, and you know what?" The voice was hazed and not easily recognised by the creature. The animal's vision was wavy and blurred. "Their a god damn human!" Gasps were heard.

"Names Madison Faye, she subjected John Hammond to the manipulation both she and their parents!" It was clear now, Peter Ludlow was the one speaking and in response. Madison began growling furiously at the man. Teeth chattering together. "She's manipulated these beasts! And stole this egg belonging to us!"

Peter holds the females all knowing rucksack that held all of her stuff. The three Smilodons cubs being brought out in a much smaller cage.

'Did he harm them?' Madison looks forward just before a red light is zapped into her eyes, causing the dinosaur to stumble back and shake their head. Snarls leaking from their jaw.

"We've decided to punish this foul woman and her kind by implanting a trigger to red lights." With that, Peter turns on an object in his hands just as it fires a tiny red light, aiming it towards a man standing at 6'4.

"Ian..." A familiar females voice whispers.

At the sight, the humans watches as the creature cautiously walks over. Stopping when they reached the end of the open space inside the cage and began lunging and swiping their claws at the man. The black pupils in their eyes shrinking into slits.

"Madison, what have they done to you?" The man steps forward, a few inches away from becoming carnage as he stares at the giant reptile.

"We've simply made her more of our property." Peter Ludlow laughs. Turning the light off. "Now, when they do see the target. They'd attack them without hesitation up until the lasers vanished."

When it has turned off, Ian and Sarah watches the slit pupils enlarge and the creature crawls back. Closing their eyes tightly with smoke leaking from the body.

"No need to try that Madison, remember, you can't transform when having been tranquillised in less then twenty-four hours." Peter smirks as he see's the fallen expression of the creature.

How long has it been? Shit why did she ever go on the expedition team to Isla Sorna.

"Madison! It has been twenty two hours anyway!" Sarah shouts, giving the dinosaur the information as Madison focused on the three cubs and the egg.

'Only two more hours then? But what happens next, more people become frightened of my existence?' Madison looks to the ground before Peter is called away to find something and just then, she hears something.

Something was creeping closer just as her head turns to see what it was.

From somewhere out in the fog over the ocean, there is a muffled groaning, crashing sound. The assembled crowd of humans mutters with concern, some get to their feet. Madison stands, gripping the bars with the front two claws. Eyes watching what was happening.

Everyone in the area see's a large intimidating ship, the cargo barge that was approaching Isla Sorna as they left, burst through the wreath of fog, headed straight for InGen loading dock at full speed.

Panic reigns. The assembled crowd has maybe nine seconds to get the hell out of there before the ship crashes right into the dock, and they put it to good use as everybody leaps to their feet and takes off, running every which way.

Malcolm, Sarah, Ludlow and the Harbor Master comes spilling out of the shack and take cover as best they can.

The ship drowns many buoys with its enormous wake, it swamps two smaller boats, and it cuts a huge anchored yacht right in half as it homes in on its destination, the InGen port.

Madison moves to the furthest point of her cage, pressing her body against the poles as she tries her best to avoid the tip of the ship. The last of the people are just diving out of the way as the giant boat plows into the head of the pier. With a horrible screeching and snapping of metal and lumber, a good seventy-five yards of the pier is ripped in half.

The bow of the ship hits a transformer and the power on the dock blows in a great blue crack, plunging everything into semi-darkness.

The big boat smashes and crashes its way through the Harbor Master's shack, the crane trucks, the flatbed, the special cage, and anything else in its way before it groans to a halt. Half of it embedded into the animals cage. Smoke decorating the ground.

For a moment, it just looms there, a towering, terrifying ghost ship. Then, one of the dock, heads start to peek out of the hiding places.

More heads pop the edge of the ship's deck as guards climb a ladder and jump on board. The first Two Guards carry large flashlights which they swing around the deck, looking for some kind of explanation.

"Oh, my God." One of the guards whispers and drops his hands onto his knees, breathing hard. Whatever he sees is horrible.

One by one, the people who climb aboard the ghost ship stop, horrified looks on their faces, and clap their hands to their mouths. Ian, Sarah and Ludlow all next climbs aboard the lone ship.

"What the hell happened?! Where's the crew?!" Peter cries aloud.

One of the sickened guards responds. "All over the place."

They make their way slowly across the deck, which is streaked with blood and shadowy shapes that may be body parts. Giant shackles and restraining devices lie in fragments, the girdle that was used to lift the rex off the ground on the island is torn to shreds.

Realising something, Malcolm's dark eyes widens in concern. Grabbing a hold onto Sarah's arm. "We've got to get off this boat!"

Turning to Peter, Sarah gives him a displeased look. "What inGod's name have you done?!"

"We've got to get off this boat..." the ships rocks slowly. "Right now!"

"Check the cargo hold! Maybe the crew's hiding down there!" Ludlow orders the guards.

Midships, two heavy steel doors are built into the deck, covering the hold below. The door lie loose, bent and damaged. The Guard reach for the winches to open them. Ian leaps over with a discouraged manner in attempt to stop the action.

With a deafening clang, both cargo doors fly up and crash down on the deck of the ship, Guards sail into the air, thrown back by the enormous door.

Ludlow and the others cower as the furious and familiar below comes from beneath them, amplified and echoing in the steel belly of the ship.

A Tyrannosaurus Rex stands up from below deck, landing on the deck in front of them. It roars once, furiously, and simply in a reaction, everyone nearby scatter in every direction, some cowering behind equipment, other leaping overboard.

But the rex isn't interested in them, just in getting off this damned ship. It bounds forward, four or five quick strides, leaps once and lands nimbly on the dock below. It strides forward, crushing flat any chairs and crates that fall underfoot.

Malcolm, Sarah, and Ludlow rush to the edge of the ship's deck and stare down.

Below them, the T-rex walks right through the security fence that runs around the perimeter of the InGen waterfront complex. In the darkness of the wharf area, it is just an ominous silhouette as it walks right out of there, headed toward the skyline of the city in the distance.

Ian scoffs and looks at Ludlow. "Now you're John Hammond."

Stomping forward and through another security fence, the T-rex knocks over a large wooden sign, that, in turn, knocks over another sign:

On the darkened dock, people are getting the hell out of there. Engines roar to life as some split in their cars, others just run for it. Peter Ludlow is staring, numbed, at the ruination of his dream. Malcolm and Sarah confront him.

"Why the hell wasn't it tranquillised!?" Sarah cries out loud in frustration.

"We did! It was! Centenfani, or something..." He staggers over to the cage that was built to contain the rex, which is now twisted wreck.

"Carfentanil? That's impossible, it would have slept for days!" Sarah yells with a loud groan.

Peter shakes his head at the memory. "Something else too, to get it breathing again, maybe we used too much, I don't know. Oh, my God..." He tugs at one of the tranquilizer rifles that were fitted into ports of the side of the cage.

"You administered an antagonist without knowing the proper dosage?!" Sarah asks him incredulously, oblivious to the small clicks and clanks of something scraping against the ground.

"You put the animal in a narcoleptic state, that thing's a locomotive now! If we don't get it back here-"

"Are there any other animals on the boat?" Malcolm sends his partner an apologetic look and turns to Ludlow.

"N-no. We brought the infant, the cubs and Madison back on the plane." He says tugging at rifle. "We had these...to tranquilize it..."

"You have the infant?!" Sarah turns tto Malcolm who instead of a relieved look had one of immediate worry and shock. "What do you think?!"

"Maybe. Maybe..." the scraping noise gets louder. They didn't even notice the ring red light darted towards Sarah.

"There's no reason to think it wouldn't, it came when we brought the baby to the trailers, didn't it?!" Sarah then turns to Ludlow who had a look of terror. "Where is it?"

Ludlow finally pulls the tranquilizer rifle free. "We were prepared. See? Prepared." He whispers but Sarah yanks the rifle away and grabs him.

"We have about five minutes to get that thing back on this boat before it and a lot of innocent people get killed!" Sarah tells him in a rushed tone.

"Now answer me- where on earth is the baby!?"

END OF CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE