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2015-06-13
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2015-06-19
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The Misadventures of Blue

Summary:

What's a lone raptor who's been raised in captivity since she was a test tube science project to do now that she's got all the space on the island to roam and no one to roam with?

Taking place after the events (but referencing from them) in Jurassic World, we follow the thrilling (and sometimes tragic) story of Blue as told purely because I wanted to.

I try and upload 2 chapters a day. They might not be long, but it's my goal to do! If I upload 4 in a day, I'm likely working and would have been unable to post!

Notes:

I claim no credit to the characters I reference/use. I've made up a fair bit of Blue's personality. Other dinosaurs on the island are pulled from Jurassic World's webpage for reference using their creature designs.

Chapter 1: Hello

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Hello, my name is Blue. It was a name I was designated and am familiar with.

I am a Velociraptor. I am of the genus Dromaeosaurid theropod dinosaurs that lived millions of years ago. I was born in a facility and it was the only life I had ever known. I know that I am not all one creature, I have many inside of me. I can recall the men in white speaking about me while I played with my siblings.

My three siblings were Charlie, Echo and Delta – though we were hatched together, from what I over heard the men in white say they were not my siblings. They were spliced –whatever that meant – with foreign DNA. It matters little, they are all dead now. I grieve for the loss of my pack mates.

They said I was spliced with black throated savanna monitor lizard, but I don’t know what that means.

I have had many puzzling thoughts, many driven on instinct. Many were a product of thought. A few just for fun.

I was so used to routine and suddenly my entire world was turned upside down in an instant. First we were together, my flanking sisters and the closing sister surrounding our alpha as we played the scent game when we found

Follow me. Kill them. Kill them all. You all belong to ME now!

A voice, a low throated growl I recognized as one of my sisters – a commanding voice I felt I had no choice but to obey.

Eyes on me. Good!

A soft voice, one never raised in anger. A clicking sound I had associated with food as a reward. Soft blue eyes that warned me not to pounce as my instinct demanded. I listened, I obeyed. He was alpha. She was alpha? Now no one is alpha.

Wait.

I am alpha.