A/N: I don't own TFP or Jurassic Park. I will be using dinosaur names and their forms for this. And I may or may not put Prediking, Darksteel, and Skylinx in this. If I don't put them in this one I'll put them in the second or third part.

Allan Grant-Ratchet

Ellie Sattler-Shade (OC)

Ian Malcolm-Thunderwing

Lawyer Guy-Sharpshot

John Hammond- Quintus Prime

Alexis (granddaughter)-Icefire (OC)

Tim (grandson)-Firestrom (OC)

Dennis Nedry-Electropulse (OC)

Arnold-Heatwave

Robert Muldoon-Prowl

Dr. Henry Wu-Shockwave

-.-

A young, red and white, medical student sat next to an older woman, watching as she uncovered a predicon skeleton. "Aunt Shade?" he asked.

"Yes Ratchet?" she asked.

"What type of predicon is that?" he asked picking up a rather large foot claw.

"This is a Velociraptor," she said holding the claw. "They're a carnivore, they hunt in packs, and I believe they were very smart."

"Wow," Ratchet said wide eyed.

The sound of a landing hovercraft caught their attention. "What the pit?! Cover the bones!" Shade snapped walking over to the craft. "Turn it off!" The piolet did as she asked and pointed to her trailer.

Ratchet and Shade stepped into the trailer to find Quintus Prime, the brother of their leader Sentinel Prime. "Hello," he said holding a bottle of wine.

"What are you doing here?" Shade asked rudely.

"Sorry for the interruption, but I would like your opinion on something Doctor," he said to her.

"And what would that be?" Ratchet asked rather suspicious.

"A new park I'm working on," he said.

"Why do you need my opinion on a park?" she said confused.

"You'll have to come see and find out why," he smirked.

-.-

An hour later they were all sitting on a hovercraft flying over the Sea of Rust, its red waters churning below them. Two other mechs were with them.

"So you dig up predicon bones?" the dark blue mech with green stripes asked. (A/N: I don't know his actual coloring so just bear with me.)

"I do, my nephew here was just visiting me when he was dragged to this," Shade said.

"And what do you do kid?" he asked Ratchet.

"I'm a medical student," Ratchet answered.

"Dr. Thunderwing please," Quintus said. "There it is."

A large lush island was ahead, waves crashed against the cliffs. As they began descending Ratchet decided he did not like hovorcrafts.

-.-

They drove through gates that had enough voltage to kill some very big cyber-animals.

"Everything is in place," Quintus said.

"Look Prime, your investors are concerned for this place's stability, if they aren't convinced in fourty-eight hours we're shutting you down," the lawyer said.

"In forty-eight hours you'll owe me an apology," Quintus smirked.

They drove into a clearing. Ratchet had been listening to his aunt mutter in confusion for the past ten minutes. Looking off to the side as they stopped he stood up in the car. "Aunt Shade."

"Ratchet these species have been extinct for-" the dark blue and black femme was cut off as her nephew moved her head. Staring in shock she stood up blinking a few times. A giant, silver brachiosaurus was just walking by them, eating the leave of the metal trees.

Ratchet and Shade hopped out of the car. He turned to his aunt. "It-it's a predicon!" Shade nodded.

"We're going to be rich," Sharpshot said from his spot in the car.

"If you like her, then you should see our t-rex," Quintus said.

"Say again," Shade said holding the Prime's shoulders.

"We have a t-rex," he said. Shade looked pale and Ratchet had to steady his shocked aunt. "Welcome to Predicon Park." They all just stared at the large herds of predicons in shock.

-.-

They walked into the main building. "I've spared no expense in creating this park. There'll be rides, everything, it's all top of the line." Quintus said.

They walked a bit longer and Quintus had them take a seat in front of a screen. That begant to explain the cloning process to them. Suddenly the bars in front of their chairs clamped down, and the room began to move. They were greeted by a room filled with scientists working. Another room came up, and they saw scientists holding eggs.

"How do you stop?" Shade asked.

"It's a ride so-" Quintus was cut off as the two doctors and med student pushed the bar up and went into the room.

"Hello Shockwave," Quintus said as they walked in.

"Greetings Prime," he said standing next to a cluster of eggs taking notes. Ratchet got close to one egg, watching as it shook.

"Shockwave why didn't you tell me?" the Prime asked putting on a glove. "I insist on being the first creature they come into contact with."

The hatchling broke its way out of the shell, and Quintus picked it up and started cleaning it. "How do you keep them from breeding in the wild then?" Thunderwing asked.

"We control their chromosomes, so they're all engineered to be female," Shockwave said.

"You know nature will find a way right? It's not possible to control nature," Thunderwing stated.

"You're suggesting that a group of all females will reproduce?" Shockwave asked.

"No, I'm saying that nature will find a way," he responded.

Ratchet held the newborn in his hands. "What species is this?"

"Velociraptor," Shockwave said.

"You bred raptors?" Shade asked looking worried.

-.-

They walked up to a large cage, high pitched shrieks could be heard inside. "What are they doing?" Ratchet asked, as he watched them lift a cyber-cow above the cage, and start lowering it.

"Feeding them," Quintus said.

They watched from the platform above, as the trees began to shake rapidly, and the cow began screaming. The holster lifted up, and it was destroyed, not a single bit of the cow was left on it.

"They should all be killed," a black and white mech said walking up.

"This is Prowl, he's the one who hunts down the predicons should they escape," Quintis said. "He knows the most about the raptors."

"What's the growth rate?" Shade asked walking up to him.

"Deadly at eight months," Prowl answered. "Extremely fast, not many cybertronian animals can match their speed, and they're astonishing jumpers."

"Do they show intelligence?" she asked.

"Extreme," Prowl answered. "The big female had them systematically attacking the fences at feeding time, never the same place twice, they were testing for weaknesses; they remember."

What do ya think. Scrap?