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Jurassic World: What Could Go Wrong? Chapter 8 (Fanfic Friday)

Erica Rose Jackson | PopWrapped Author

Erica Rose Jackson

Staff Writer
08/14/2016 1:39 pm
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Jurassic World: What Could Go Wrong? Chapter 8 (Fanfic Friday) | Jurassic World
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We're so close to the end of this Jurassic World story, which means we need to discuss what comes next. We have a Star Trek Beyond story that is almost complete and may be the perfect choice. If you have a fan fic you've written or would love to see, share it in the comments. Buckle up.

What Could Go Wrong? Chapter 8

As they rode down the river looking for the kayakers, a roar sounded through the trees of the likes that Dr. Grant had never heard before.

“I think we may have found the D-Rex,” Alan announced, giving the boat the most gas he could to get down river.  

Addison shifted nervously, hoping the creature couldn’t swim and wasn’t so big it wouldn’t have to.  “Owen?” she said hopefully into the radio.

“Have that gun ready, Addy,” Alan prompted her. “I don’t know how many darts it will take to put this creature down,” he said, keeping his eyes forward.  

“What’s up?” said Owen through the walkie talkie.  

Addison’s face lit up. “Owen, we’re in the pontoon looking for kayakers, and all the dinosaurs we saw on our earlier ride are gone and we heard the roar of a very large creature.  You should get here immediately,” she spoke, her tone rushed.  

Before Owen could respond, Alan and Addison heard screaming coming from up ahead.  “I can’t go any bloody faster than this,” he yelled, frustrated.  

Addison dropped the radio and grabbed the gun, ready to shoot. But she couldn’t have prepared herself for what they would see next.  

As they made their way around a bend in the river, Addison shrieked as she saw flipped kayaks and the biggest monster she couldn’t even have imagined picking off visitors one by one.

“Addy, focus!” Alan exclaimed. “Shoot it as many times as you can and I’ll pull up anyone left,” he said, driving the boat right into the mess.

Addison readied the gun and aimed for the beast’s face, where there seemed to be less protection, and shot one tranquilizer dart, only making the creature angry.  “Hurry, Alan,” she urged. “I don’t know if I have enough to put her out.”

Alan didn’t respond, continuing to pull people onto the pontoon while the beast diverted its attention to Addison.  She loaded another dart and shot again closer to the eyes, only causing the D-Rex to falter for a moment.  

It appeared the dinosaur couldn’t swim, but she could reach pretty far into the water. “Alan, pull the boat as far to the other side as you can without getting us beached," Addison said. "I don’t think it can swim.”

Alan looked in her direction to nod, pulling up the last survivor. Addison loaded a third dart and shot it straight into the spot where she’d landed the other two and the creature slowed but still didn’t stop.  

“Addy, don’t worry about it anymore,” Alan ordered as he turned the boat to head to the nearest dock.  

“Did you spot the D-Rex?” said Owen through the walkie talkie.

“Yes, I hit her with three darts and she’s only slowed down, " Addison replied. "She’s following us upstream at the moment."

Addison didn’t hear Owen again but instead the sound of a motorcycle crashing through the bushes and double the raptors she’d been introduced to following behind.  

Owen had found them and was armed with a much better tranquilizer. But he didn’t need it, because once the D-Rex saw the raptors, she calmed and began to follow them away once they’d crossed the river and reached her location.

“What’s going on?” Alan asked, immediately confused by the actions he was witnessing.  He saw a dock very near them to park the boat and get off the damned ship.

“We used some raptor DNA to create the D-Rex and she thinks they’re her family, so if they show up she goes where they take her," Owen said, helping them dock the boat. "In this case, it’s back to a much more secure paddock on the island where she’ll be put down.  I told management this was a terrible idea to begin with.  How many people did she kill?”

"Seven," one of the kayakers said.

Owen shook his head. “Looks like the park may have to be shut down unless someone can tell the officials that it’s safe other than the experiment gone wrong.”

Claire’s voice came through the walkie talkie. "She’s back.  Get any tourists out of here and meet me in the main conference room with Dr. Grant,” she ordered.

And that’s all for this week folks! Be sure to check back for next week’s Jurassic World-themed installment of Fanfic Friday and catch up with this story or previous FanFic Fridays!


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