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Hi, this is my tribute to Michael Crichton, this is what I think JW should be like. I hope you like, I posted this before but I fixed mistakes. ~Enjoy. Prologue Isla Sorna lab, 2:00 PM. Isla Sorna's roaring waves hit its rocky cliff perimeter, making watery, misty explosions. The afternoon light was not really in sight during the cloudy day. From a bird's eye view, the island's beautiful look still held up. Lush open wet grasslands were seen, lots of thick wet jungle, rivers, and the faint light from the cloud covered sun made the day prettier. The big island's lush ecosystem made up for the kind of gloomy day. The afternoon sounds of the loco birds made the island more inviting. The big rusty, old building in the large grassland of the Northeastern part of the island still held up, even after InGen left, things seemed quiet there at the lab fortress.... When Dr. Wingfield joined Biosyn (A geneticists company that steals ideas from rival companies) to help research GX4 3 weeks ago, things had gone wrong… Velociraptors surrounded the old abandoned rusty, darkened laboratory, breaking through windows, shredding 6 of Wingfield's dead team with their foot claws. Biting the rest of the protection bars of the door that protected him and his last remaining teammates. They banged on the door, snarling and screeching. The lab's many holes let faint daylight in. The lab was old; cracks on the walls were seen a lot. But the lab was still intact somehow... "They're breaking through!" said Ronold as he was blocking the door. As the scaly, gray raptor hand found its way through the door next to Ronold, it tried to scratch him. He backed away quickly after each attempt, faint metal screeching rang on his ears as they clawed the wall next to the door, making long scratch marks. Carla Park was at the bottom of the door, blocking it with a metal stick. Wingfield saw that the raptors would have to try harder to overcome the muscular, short haired woman of 25. He saw that her bloody A-shirt's stains were still bright red. "What the f*** do we dooo?!" Wingfield appeared as a dark brown man, with graying hair on the sides of his head, sweat soaked the sides of his rectangular glasses. Wingfield searched the room some more, nothing so far. He saw a tall metal grey shelf with lots of little objects that looked like they could be used for surviving a blackout. His beady brown eyes zigzagged as he looked. Then, at the corner of his eye, a small smoke bomb the size of a lipstick, he grabbed it. The thing was almost completely covered with his wide thick fingers. "Open the door on three." Wingfield said. The two agents nodded. "One… Two… THREE!!!" The bomb zoomed out the door, it landed on the bloody ground, and in that instant it went off with a loud hissing sound. The team of BioSyn agents ran for the custom jungle SUV parked just outside the lab, they could see it thanks to a large portion of the end of the large hallway was gone. The lab suffered many more damages like that, a lot were worse. The car had lots of grey protection bars on the headlights and windows, except the front window. The team ran like hell, the distance to the car was about 36 meters. Running in the dark blue long sleeved shirts and pants was easy, even with the black bullet proof vest. Ronold's running intimidated most people, the sight of seeing a well-toned muscular man with big bulging biceps was kind of frightening. The sky light beamed down at the damaged hall, shining light on his face, highlighting his fuzzy cleft. The hall's ceiling was damaged, most of it was gone, and it had many holes, allowing the light from the grey cloudy sky to beam through. The mottled grey hall had about 7 doors, 4 on the left side and 3 on the right. Carla Park was falling behind, tired from losing blood from the raptor claw wound that ran from her armpit to her hand, the only thing holding the wound in place was a bloody tee. Some dry blood was on her short blond hair and tan skin. The mirrors on some parts of the wall made it kind of hard to see her rounded scared face. The light blue eyes were very noticeable however. She was about to call for help when, at the corner of her eye, a tall, green striped figure busted through the hall's walls. Dust and weak concrete gave way as the large animal came in. Carla saw its slender triangular yellow head, and basic theropod body come from the dust. In a few seconds, she found herself 16 ft. above the ground, in the jaws of a Carcharodontosaurus. She felt the shark-like teeth puncture her guts, as she puked blood. The pain felt like a bunch of hot knives going straight through her soft flesh... The large animal dropped her to the concrete floor, and saw that the human was crawling away...slowly...Grunting in pain....The animal stepped forward, and scooped her up, and jogged to the jungle, Carla's screams were heard...... "Carla!" said Ronold, as he was about to go after her. "Mooove!" Wingfield said as he yanked his arm, the yank was so strong. Ronold saw that the well-toned Latina man was a little faster than him. The car was 10 meters away now. Animals jumped down from a bridge above the men, raptors, they jumped down in front of the team, snarling at them, the team was knocked down. The team was being mauled and bitten as they tried to get up. Finally, Wingfield broke free by kicking a raptor's belly. He was by the car now, panting as he was opening the door. He closed it quickly. The speckled green and brown BMW SUV came to life as he used the key he had in his pocket, he was on his way. A B-BUMP! Sound came from behind the passenger window, it was Ronold… Torn to the bone, veins hanging out, a scratched up torso, and a broken jaw, he banged the window, begging to come in. He slurred "HEEEELLLPPP!" As his hanging torn right eye was looking at Wingfield, he smeared blood on the window as his hands rubbed it. Wingfield opened the door, and saw a group of raptors charged the car at great speed; they were about 30 ft. away. He gunned the car to the thick jungle. The raptors surrounded the car, all hissing at the poor humans, Wingfield searched the glove box for a weapon, he found nothing… Ronold, his eye wide open, was too messed up to move. The road was infested with trees, the windshield wipers got caught and stopped, and it was a blind drive…. The jungle was filled with ferns, cycads, and long green vines that smacked the car and the animals chasing it. The raptors did not seem to care; their minds were strictly focused on KILLING the humans...Their vertical white lines along their sides kind of distracted George. All the raptors nudged at the car, some even climbed on top, just when Wingfield thought the situation could not get any worse. A thick rounded body of an Apatosaurus carcass was in the road, the long neck and tail were in each side of his path. He made a sudden sharp turn to the unknown, he crashed to a large rock, and felt himself being battered around the car as it flipped over.. The crash made him and Ronold burst out the car, falling to the brown mud. They and the car were in a large open part of the jungle, sun light came in faint beams in the area. they were in a gap in the area that let a lot of sun in the middle of it, the area was circular. Trees surrounded it. Wingfield got back up and tried to get Ronold up, but in that instant the raptors busted out the trees and jumped the men. Ronold, who was to hurt to move, was in seconds torn to bits. Wingfield was still fighting, trying to dodge the foot claws, and trying to get his knife. One of animals got a lucky hit and gutted him, grabbed his neck with its jaws, and threw him 6 ft across the area till he hit a rock. Wingfield could not feel his neck, barley able to move his head to see his guts were everywhere. He was about to pass out when.. He saw a raptor, standing there, breathing at him. The red, beady bird-like eyes were so focused on him. Wingfield was too messed up to move, he was paralyzed, and broken. Wingfield watched as the raptor lifted its hind leg, ready to strike, and in a second, the foot smashed Wingfield's eye sockets.

Chapter 1 Introduction The story so far..... In 2050, humanity makes contact with aliens. Landing suddenly in hopes of peace, humanity made its first out-worldly friends. Over time, they helped make medication, and advanced technology. Even making the world's most advanced cities and laws. But in 2080, a human rebel alliance raged war against the world. This rebel alliance is known as the Kasara, an alliance filled with people that have had bad personal experiences with aliens, each having their lives changed dramatically. Most lost their families. With their stolen alien tech from facilities, filled with rage, the world would be in for a fight. Desperate, the military then formed a special army of genetically augmented cops, the Cop Troopers. They helped repel many of the Kasara's attacks. But the Kasara were more powerful, thus killing most units... In 2098, a genetics scientists named Dr. Cole had an idea. The strong, unusual plan. A lot of war tactics would be allowed during desperation. For unknown reasons, the man wanted to clone, and train a cybernetic theropod army (carnivorous dinos). Thus project: CYBORG began... After 2 years of training, 4 of the most skilled raptors separate to different locations to stop the Kasara. Raiku-001, chose to protect Atlanta, he is one of the city's last lines of defense... GAP (Atlanta Georgia Police) HQ, 8:45 PM, April 1, 2100. The GAP building, with it's twin parts connected by a bridge enveloped in glass, and shiny red material, the 70 story building stood out in the glorious city of ATL. In the distance, more wonders stood out: The silhouettes of hovering vehicles zoomed across the city, along the pinkish-blue horizon that was the setting sun. Deep in the building, lied one of the most advanced armies in the world. The large shuttle bay had multiple transportation and weaponry. Slender, light weight grey jets, and a load of slender dropships were lined up neatly. The dropship's most bulky parts, were the front, the rest had slender, fin-like appendages to their sides and at the back. They had a fish-like appearance to them, they looked like submarines. The weapons were in tall skinny cases that were open, both weapons and equipment were neatly set vertically, grenades were beside the guns. The big shuttle bay had a theme of mostly grey, and some parts were white, like the railing of the multiple stairs and the large balcony that over looked the room. The large blast door that let the aircraft out was shut tight, it's glass let in the sky light, forming long shadows on the hard deck. Next to a dropship, standing almost motionless, a short, white muscular man of 40 looked at his army of 30 Cop Troopers. Pausing dramatically before finishing his motivation speech, his deep god-like voice demanding. "Tonight, we take back what is ours!" Pausing again, he sniffled before speaking again, "I want maximum effort. This is one of the most important missions we will do!" Even without the speeches, CPT. Karosso Kurt's muscular figure intimidated most, his thick biceps catching lots of shadows. The EGX-99B battle suits of the units was by far the strongest of any human suit. They wore red body suits like leather, grey tiles of abdominal armor, and a helmet with a detailed visor. Project: COP TROOPER began production in 2081. The project was lead by a former soldier named Leslie Parker, who was a weapon engineer. The production of the suit began with a prototype made, deep in her testing lab. She volunteered to wear the suit during testing. After successful test based on taking bullets, projectiles, large objects, and nuclear bomb impacts, the team then started the formation of the army. They were part military and police units, ready for most things. By 6 months, approximately 200000 units were formed worldwide, thus making the most successful army made that time. The grey, titanium X shoulder plates of the units made long, faint shadows on the deck, casting them enough to lightly cover parts of the dropships lined up a few meters away. The strongest human material ever made. Among the line of units was Carry Tarriyama. A young commander from Greece, one of Kert's most reliable comrades, second in command. Her pale tan skin, and tall figure made her stand out in the crowd, along with her well toned curvy body, the brunet was very strong. To her right, climbing out the dropship being repaired, the petite LT. Wendy quickly walked to Kurt. Putting her tools in her brown holsters, her blood red hair bouncing as it shun, she had very pale skin, nearly white. She saluted swiftly as she spoke in a energetic tone, "Alright captain all significant damages are fixed." "Very good." Kert replied quickly. "I got a update about the weapons facility, the orbital drones detect two more anti-air guns in development in a rather quick pace.." Kert, disappointed, just said, "Very well. Good job Wendy." He walked to a certain tile on the floor, a dark grey button that activated the holo table, the large surface rose up as it hissed, some cold mist eased out. Then the machine glowed a light teal. He spoke quickly, "Alright looks like we can't do a direct approach anymore, so we need to use stealth. You will go in two groups: Carry, lead group 2." he turned to a skinny, tall trooper in the row named Glard, his mid brown skin and brown hair made him noticeable, "Glard, lead group 1. Vadilda, you--" In the distance, 10 yards away, the triangular elevator pinged! open as something made it's stop...Everyone then looked too, then the door hissed open. In the distance, a tall, armored figure was in sight, it's bird-like standing made it even more unique looking. The animal walked, it's head cocking up and down as it did so. The animal had spiky rods of some sort on it's top, running from the neck to it's spine and tail, they were attached to gray armor plates, it reminded Carry of a reptilian hedgehog. It's slender shout was protected with a shiny helmet with a spike ridge over each big eye. The animal was very intimidating looking, it looked like something out of Japanese mythology. The animal finally got to the humans, then in a second, Kurt smiled, then spoke, "Troopers, this is our new member, Raiku." Now that the creature was closer, as everyone stared in wonder, Carry was too shocked to believe what she was looking at. A set of long arms with claws, big curved toe claws, and a long tail, it was a deinonychus. "Glad to see you sir, we need to change our tactics. Let me brief you: The Kasara found an island, an old underground weapons facility is in there. They plan to take the weapons and supplies to their master, and have another anti-air gun in the works, I doubt we'll make it before it's finished so, that's were you come in." Raiku's motionless stare caught Kert's attention more then his speech caught his, "We will fly to the Kasara," He pointed at the holographic map of Gyer's island, a faded pink line followed his finger, showing the path to Raiku, "But won't land directly at their base, we will stop not too far from the beach, then hike our way to them. As for you. You will snipe." Raiku nodded, his response seemed robotic to Carry as she stared at him, he then spoke, his deep British accent caught everyone by surprise, "What happens next?" "As you cover us, team 2 will kill as many as possible, and team 1 will infiltrate the base, destroying all weapons." a line raced in the holographic map as he talked. He noticed how tall Raiku was, the 6 foot tall, cybernetic warrior intimidated him a little, "Miss Carry will lead group 2, after you've taken out enough, go to her to wipe out the rest." "Understood." Raiku said. "Move out everyone!" "Move troopers!" Carry said, leading the troopers to a long table of helmets. They had a biker-like look, their symmetrical caps, and green detailed visors gave them a both intimidating and futuristic look. The troops quickly grabbed and reloaded weapons from the long tilting table, filled with G36Cs and many other weapons. Then quickly dashed to the ships, moving quicker thanks to their speed enhancements. Everyone thundered down to the dropships, climbing up the ramps that led them in. Still at the armory, Raiku carefully looked around for extra clips and equipment. After finishing looking, he slipped the sniper clip in quickly, and pulled the bullpup to lock and load. He dashed toward the first ship he saw. And as he did that, a shiny, black tented triangle-like visor contracted across his eyes, for protection. As he hopped in, the ships hovered easily as dust flew up, their bright blue thruster fire glowing in the deck. "Thrusters one by four, check. backup and main power, check. Status: Green." one of the pilots said, her name was Petrica, looking at the floating holographic bright controls. Seconds later, the large, blast door that overlooked the city hissed open easily. Then in a second, the two ships suddenly increased speed, and dashed toward the city.