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Chapter 1: Little Lab Accident?

A few of the members on the board of directors for International Genetics Incorporated (InGen) were a little suspicious that something was going on behind their backs. There was nothing concrete, but enough anecdotal evidence to make them suspicious that something fishy was going on.

InGen was currently enjoying profits like nobody's business. The recently opened Jurassic World theme park being their main source of revenue. The company had suffered greatly after the failure of Jurassic Park, the T-Rex loose in San Diego and smaller incidents. In the fall out after these events, the public partially blamed InGen responsible for resurrecting the pre-historic monsters that caused so much destruction and death.

InGen's stock prices dropped below what could even be considered a penny stock. The only thing that kept the company afloat were the crack team of geneticists, researchers and shrewd lawyers. Most importantly, the mass of advances in genetics and associated technologies during their glory days. These assets kept them from ultimately going under and ahead of their competitors. Even then, their ruined reputation made them grovel and work harder than ever to win contracts.

InGen was eventually bought by Masrani Global Corporations as a subsidiary. This purchase transferred ownership of Isla Nublar and Isla Sorna, where InGen's prehistoric animals lived in a nature sanctuary. The owner and CEO of Simon Masrani, shared InGen's original CEO's vision of creating a Jurassic Park like attraction. Simon promised John Hammond that he would not fail in creating a place where people would stand in the shadow and majesty of living dinosaurs. With John Hammond's blessing, meticulous planning, a tremendous amounts of caution, armies of engineers, millions of tons of concrete, miles worth of electrical cable and money; lots-and-lots of money. Jurassic World was born.

Simon's investment in InGen, who had spent decades in the doghouse, proved to their new owner that they were the best in the world at genetics. Their staff superior. Their equipment cutting edge. Everything InGen had and did was the best. Despite the previous stain on their record at creating a dinosaur park. Together InGen Incorporated and Masrani Global had done the impossible.

And right now, InGen was witnessing its glory days yet again.

Now, after several successful years of Jurassic World being opened. InGen was sharing the stage with Masrani. Basking in the spotlight, profits and prestige from the success of Jurassic World. InGen had washed itself of its ruined reputation. Now accepted worldwide as the leading company in the field of advanced genetics. Instead of begging for contracts, now entrepreneurs were begging InGen to accept their contracts. InGen was living the dream.

Which was why when a rumor at the highest levels of InGen started to circulate about questionable, immoral and dangerous genetic experiments. Some began to panic. They had just found the golden goose. That goose was laying golden eggs like crazy. Those eggs were continuing to hatch success the size of a brachiosaur.

Why would anyone want to do anything that would risk their top spot in the food chain?

In the shadows, at the top levels of InGen, the board of directors was in a silent civil war. On one side, the directors that wanted to keep the status quo and stay on top. These executives didn't know what the civil war was about. They had no idea how to combat the other side's advances or agenda. They knew they were losing ground, but how much and how quickly they didn't know. All they did know was the rumor was centered on their operations for Jurassic World.

So they needed someone that could find out the truths behind this rumor. Someone they could trust.

Or someone they could pay really well.

"Hol-y shiiiiiiiiiiit!" Clive hissed out as he held the flashlight in his mouth. The dim red LED light was pointed at a white sheet of paper with what appeared to be a bunch of barcodes. This was a DNA profile sheet for InGen's secret creation. A creation that had no official documents anywhere else in the company. Anywhere but here.

"What the hell are you baby girl?" He asked, mentally decoding the meaning of the different lines of genetic code. He recognized Tyrannosaurus Rex. As well as a little amphibian. Different parts of the DNA from amphibians, avian, reptiles, mammals and other animals currently existing in the modern era were regularly to bind and fill 'missing Dino-DNA sequences'. He counted at least eight other different DNA sequences besides T-Rex and the modern amphibian that he could recognize, but not identify. Whatever he was looking at, it was Frankenstein's creation on a protein code level.

"So where are you little girl?" He flipped to the next page in the manila folder. Looking for a location where InGen kept the embryo for this particular 'asset'. However, he couldn't find one. The location wasn't listed in this file.

"Okay where are you hiding?" Clive carefully returned the folder he had been reading to its assigned slot in the secret filing cabinet in Doctor Henry Wu's office. He began to shuffle through the secret filing cabinet looking for any other folder with the same heading. Nothing, there was no additional file.

"I guess, that would mean I will have to check the ice box," Clive muttered in disappointment. He closed the secret filing cabinet silently as he made sure everything in the Henry's dark office was undisturbed. It was currently two in the morning and there was absolutely nobody in the InGen labs. There were a few security guards about, but otherwise the entire building was deserted.

Peeking out into the dark hallway Clive waited there silently in the dark for thirty seconds. Listening for any sign of an approaching guard. Once he was sure the coast was clear he began to stealthily make his way towards what he dubbed the 'ice box'.

The ice box was the massive walk-in freezer that preserved all the unhatched embryos, genetic fossil samples and blood work for Jurassic World's living exhibits. The walk-in freezer took up a whole floor in the InGen building. There were shelves from floor to ceiling. Full of glass vials, boxes and containers holding the building blocks for all of InGen's prehistoric creations.

In such a large area Clive would have a hard time searching the entire ice box by himself. However, he had done his research. Like Dr. Henry Wu's secret filing cabinet, the ice box had a similar hidden area.

Clive winced at the noise of the thick insulated door to the ice box swing open. As soon as the door was wide enough he quickly slipped inside. Pulling the heavy door closed behind him. He gave another involuntary shudder as the door loudly thumped shut. There was then an equally loud hiss as the room pressurized to keep it's below freezing temperature.

"I should have probably dressed a little warmer. Then again, I didn't know if I'd be going here tonight." Clive spoke aloud with a shiver. The breath from his mouth coming out as a dense white cloud of condensation. He knew that no one would hear him in here. So he might as well voice his discomfort to all the frozen unborn dinos around him. "Burrrrr, freaking freezing my balls off."

Now motivated to not freeze his balls off. Clive hastily made his way to the back wall where the secret area was located. He didn't want to spend any more time in here than he had to.

He had discovered the secret area while he was reviewing the architectural blueprints for the InGen building. Despite the architect's best attempts to hide it, the fact was this entire floor had fifteen feet unaccounted for in the layout. In basic a spam can rectangular building it was kind of easy to notice dimensions not adding up. He then confirmed this by spying on Doctor Wu enter said secret area. Tonight, would be the first time he would enter and see firsthand what InGen was hiding.

"Open sesame," Clive politely asked as he entered an override code into a hidden number pad. He gave an enthusiastic head nod as he saw the green light flash. The wall and shelf nearest him swung open to expose the hidden passage way. Quickly he slipped inside. The wall and shelving then silently swung closed behind him.

He was now in a six-by-six square room. The wall behind him had the hidden door which he had just entered through. The wall to his right was bare. The wall in front of him had a series of empty coat hooks, probably for a large jacket someone would wear into the ice box. However, to his left there was another door. It had no label, window or gave any indication as to what was on the other side. Seeing that there was nowhere else to go Clive decided this was where his search had led him.

This door was heavy, just as heavy as the thick insulated door at the entrance to the ice box. He didn't expect to suddenly get a warm blast of air to the face as he entered.

"*whistle* What do we have here?" Clive looked around the secret area. Rather it wasn't a secret anymore, but instead was a private lab. The steel counter tops were lined with all sorts of different gadgets, machines and computer monitors. There was a tall standing freezer, where he saw more preserved blood, embryos and genetic samples through the clear glass door. What drew his attention though was the filing cabinet next to the standing freezer on the far side of the room. Immediately he headed to open one of its drawers to uncover what mysteries inside.

The first few files he read were pretty tame. They documented several trials when incorporating different modern animals as filler and binding for their primeval creations. Nothing exciting, except one for one of the tests. This test was trying to determine if human DNA was suitable as a filler and binding material. This could be considered by some as slightly controversial. Taking out a small camera from his pocket, Clive took some photos as evidence. From there things started to get complicated.

Trait manipulation, behavior modification, genetic customization and hybrids.

Clive had a clue that hybrids were being created, or being considered for creation, from what he discovered in Henry's lab. This though was way more complex. Some had combined DNA from three or more different dinosaurs. Combinations that sounded like utter nightmares. All of them were carnivorous dinosaurs. Alpha predator combined with another alpha predator. Tooth and claw multiplied by more tooth and claw.

While all these images of teeth and claws were frightening, what scared him the most was when he saw human DNA purposefully added. Looking through the comments and notes to figure out why they would add human DNA.

Human DNA incompatible, mental abilities remain instinctive and primitive

Human DNA incompatible, genetic structure unstable, mental abilities not obtained

Incorporated human DNA destabilized subject's digestive system, mental abilities improved minutely, but overall subject will be non-viable without special care, monitoring and diet

Human DNA weakens subject's immune system, non-viable, would have to live in clean environment. Mental abilities improved, degree of improvement unknown.

Clive was starting to see a pattern and it made him sweat just thinking about it.

A human level intelligent alpha predator with more teeth than a megalodon and bigger talons than a spinosaurus.

Clive had visited some of the predator exhibits while he was at Jurassic World. Imagining them with a human level intellect was something he did not even want to consider.

"What the hell are they doing?" Clive asked out loud looking at latest file he had picked up.

"That is the question I should be asking you, Mr. Crusher," a voice loudly announced behind Clive. Clive spun around in a panic. Caught red handed with InGen's reports on secret experiments combining Dino-DNA with human DNA.

"I believe I asked my question first," Clive responded calmly as he faced the three men who now blocked to only exit out of the secret lab. He stood up straight trying to look like he wasn't intimidated. He moved away from the filing cabinet to stand in front of the tall freezer with the glass door as he evaluated his three guests.

Two of the men were big and buff, wearing InGen security uniform. The third was none other than Doctor Henry Wu himself. One of Jurassic Park's original geneticists under the employ of John Hammond. Henry had been an InGen employee for over forty years. Now he was a lead geneticist and a senior member on the board of directors.

"That you did, Mr. Crusher. If that really is your name," Henry said in a flat, unamused tone. "You're in a restricted area, sticking your nose into things you shouldn't. This only goes to prove what you really are."

"And what is that," Clive asked, stalling for time until he figured out how to get out of this mess. Henry pulled out a sheet of paper from behind his back. Raising the white sheet up to his face, he began to read the information written in black ink.

"United States Citizen, born April 3rd, 1980, Clive Crusher," Henry paused. "Name legally changed 4 months ago, a month before becoming an employee of InGen as a lab technician. Graduated from the University California Davis with a Bachelor of Sciences in Genetics. On your submitted resume you said you wanted to get some real-world experience before going after your doctorate. Overall, a very impressive on the surface, but even more impressive underneath."

'Oh, this is not good,' Clive thought to himself.

"You did in fact earn your Bachelor of Science from UC Davis, in a period of four months. Practically a genius level achievement, but you only did this for one reason," Henry left the statement hang.

Picking up the cue, Clive asked with a slight roll of his eyes, "And what reason would that be?"

"To infiltrate the InGen labs here, at Jurassic World," Henry finished. "On the dark web, you are one of the most recommended individuals when it comes to corporate espionage. Your ability to quickly educate yourself in a subject to the point that you're an expert allows you to appear as a knowledgeable insider. Your natural talent to adapt perfectly to a new environment allows you to further embed yourself as an infiltrator. Once you've gained a solid facade you infiltrate a company to exploit their secrets. Be it either for computer programming, robotic development, industrial fabrication or cooking."

"Yes, I have been told that I'm very adaptive and a quick learner," Clive shrugged.

"You're boasted claim to fame is that you stole Colonel Sanders' 42 spices and herbs secret Kentucky fried chicken recipe and the Heinz 57 tomato ketchup recipe," Doctor Wu stated with a raised eyebrow.

"I kind of had a thing for uncovering big name secret recipes around that time. You'll also notice that I've successfully infiltrated the government intelligence agencies, several big name software companies and a few stock trading firms."

"What you call uncovering a lot of people would consider stealing. Especially those who you uncovered those recipes from," Henry argued.

"All from one's perspective," Clive answered flippantly.

"Well, from my perspective you're stealing InGen secrets," Henry's voice suddenly developed a hard edge. Clive tensed a little bit knowing that Henry was now about to confront him about finding him with his hands in the cookie jar. "You have a ticket on the first boat leaving the island in the morning. I would hate for you to miss it."

That caught Clive off guard. Doctor Wu was just going to ship him back to the mainland? He had rarely ever been caught before. When he had been and then confronted, he was always asked who had hired him. He usually delivered this information in a dramatic fashion so as to create an opportunity to escape.

"These two men will see that you make it all the way to the mainland, safely," Henry continued, emphasizing his last word strongly.

'Ah, so there it is. Take a long boat ride with these two gentlemen supervising me,' Clive thought. 'I get the feeling I'm not going to make it to the mainland. That half way through Brent and Bruno here will toss me over the side with concrete shoes. No thank you, Doctor Henry Wu.'

"Aren't you going to ask who sent me?" Clive asked trying to delay Henry's goons just a little longer.

"I already know," that caught Clive by surprise. "Your client on the InGen board of directors should have been more careful at keeping things hidden. They and the others on the board who do not share InGen's true vision have since been removed. So even if you were successful in retrieving evidence of our... advanced genetic experiments. There would be no one in InGen's hierarchy that would be able to use the intelligence you've gathered."

"And what is InGen's vision?" he had met crazy before, but quiet Henry never made a blip on Clive's crazy radar before now. He seemed so... actually now that he was seriously thinking about it, Henry seemed to have lost a piece of humanity or something.

"To not limit ourselves to making genetically modified plants and dinosaurs to be featured in a glorified zoo," Doctor Henry Wu said with an eerily calm voice. "Gentlemen, I believe Mr. Crusher has over stayed his welcome. Please, insure he has a safe boat ride back to the mainland."

That clenched it, with that last little comment made by Henry, Clive definitely knew his life was in danger. Fight or flight. Flight, the only exit is blocked off by two burly guys and a doctor of questionable intent. The two burly guys just brandished a pair of nightsticks. Fight it is.

Without looking Clive reached behind him to clench a hold of a piece of heavy lab equipment. The two InGen guards saw Clive reach for the impromptu weapon and rushed forward. Clive gauged their distance and speed as they rushed him, starting to swing his blunt object to smash into their heads.

*YONK!* Clive suddenly went wide eyed a he felt his impromptu weapon suddenly halt all forward momentum. Quickly glancing over his shoulder, he saw a taut power cord running from a wall electric socket to somewhere over his head where he held his weapon. The loud sound of stomping boots drew his eyes back forward.

"Oh, bad luck," Clive muttered as Brent and Bruno slammed into him like a pair of linebackers on the Green Bay Packers.

"NO! BE CAREFUL!" Henry's warning was too late. The combined force of two fully trained, big and buff security guards met a stationary 175-pound freelance corporate espionage agent. Clive was slammed backwards into the tall freezer, with a glass door.

*CRASH!*

The sound of broken glass was very loud in the enclosed space of the secret lab. Brent and Bruno had sent Clive through the glass door of the freezer. Pressing him all the way to the back. Smashing every vial of dinosaur blood, embryo and genetic sample in the freezer.

"*groan* ooooowwwwww, that hurt," Clive exhaled with a painful breath. He could feel hundreds of little shards of glass stabbing into his back, arms and legs. He almost looked like the wicked witch of the east smashed under a house. Except he was smashed into a freezer. His legs were sticking out and so were his arms, still holding the impromptu lab equipment weapon.

"uhm, sorry," Brent apologized somewhat sincerely.

"The mess you made," Henry let out a sigh as the pressed the palm of his hand into his face. Trying to forget the image of all destroyed resources inside the destroyed glass door freezer. "Alright just get him ou-"

*BZZT!*

"AAHHHHHHH!" Clive's sudden screaming caught the three InGen employees off guard. Jumping away from the man stuffed into the freezer.

"What's wrong!" Bruno asked looking at Clive as he continued to scream his lungs out.

"He's being electrocuted!" Henry realized. The electrical cord running to Clive's impromptu weapon had been cut by a shard of glass. Now the exposed wires had touched the inside of the metal freezer. Since Clive was the only path for it to take, the volts of electricity began to race through him, to the grounding floor.

"Quick pull him out," Brent said motioning Bruno to the other side of Clive to pull him out.

"Don't! You'll get electrocuted yourselves," Henry exclaimed stopping the two security guards from touching Clive.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Clive kept screaming in pain.

"What do we do?!"

"Get the coats we wore through the main freezer," Henry instructed. "Use those as insulation, then grab him and get him out of there."

"Got it," Brent and Bruno rushed past Doctor Wu to retrieve the coats.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

Henry looked at Clive concerned. The frozen samples that were in the freezer had begun to melt and then boil. Clive's clothing began to catch fire and there was the smell of burning human flesh. Clive continued to scream as he was being cooked alive, in a freezer filled with Dino-DNA.

"What exactly am I looking at?" asked Claire Dearing park operations manager of Jurassic World.

"I don't know," Doctor Henry Wu admitted rather softly.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Henry's immediate response was not normal. Claire had learned that Doctor Wu and the genetics staff of InGen usually knew just about everything when it came to what happened inside their labs at Jurassic World. However, she had learned they generally didn't share that knowledge with anybody else. Abusing the classic line of 'that's classified', to a ridiculous degree.

"Just that. I don't know," Henry admitted again. This started to both worry and anger Claire.

"How do you not know?" Claire asked with a little irritation edging into her voice. Henry had called her out of an important meeting with some possible investors. On what he had labeled as an urgent matter. Now they stood side by side in an observation room. Looking into at small nursery containing a single incubator. Inside the incubator was a dinosaur like shape laying on a bed of pillows, wrapped entirely in white medical gauze.

"This is your asset, is it not?" Claire continued her questioning.

"Yes and no," Henry answered.

"Yes and n-," Claire took a deep inhale through her nose and released it through her mouth. This helped relieve just a grain of sand worth of the stress and tension she was feeling after having her day's schedule suddenly thrown off. "Doctor Wu," Claire started again rather sternly. "Do you mind telling me what you do know and what is going on?"

As if to answer her question Henry handed her a folder. It appeared to be a personnel file for an InGen employee by the name of Clive Crusher.

"Clive Crusher started to work for InGen about three months ago. He was a very promising geneticist and worked very well with others in the lab. Beside his very sharp intelligence there was nothing extra ordinary about him," Doctor Wu summarize as Claire skimmed through the file.

"It says here you fired him about a week ago. If he was so great why would you fire such an outstanding employee?" Claire asked after speed reading over the personnel file.

"He was an espionage agent," Henry said rather coldly, this caught Claire's attention. Corporate espionage was always a threat when it came to their successful and exclusive venue. Jurassic World was the only place on Earth people could see live dinosaurs. If a competitor was able to steal their product then they could cut Jurassic World's attendance in half. If not more.

"What was he after? What did he steal?"

"While the Masrani Corporation and InGen are partners in the Jurassic World endeavor I cannot reveal the trade secrets he was after. I can only tell you that this Mr. Crusher matter has been dealt with. In the end, none of InGen's property, or Masrani's property to my knowledge, was stolen," Henry explained.

"Where is Mr. Crusher?" Claire asked.

"We don't know," Doctor Wu answered. "In the week leading up to Mr. Crusher's termination, his work became very unsatisfactory as well as his behavior. After we deemed him unworthy to remain an InGen employee, we fired him. Without knowing at the time he meant to steal trade secrets. While cleaning up his work station and supplied dormitory room we found evidence of his hidden objectives."

"At that time InGen found out, he was on a still on a boat heading back to the mainland. We had several off duty InGen security guards on the boat that we contacted and told them to detain Mr. Crusher. There was a chase onboard the boat. During which Mr. Crusher fell overboard in an attempt to escape. The security guards found all of InGen's missing property in his luggage on the boat."

Claire looked at the bandaged asset in the incubator. Then a realization struck her, "you don't mean to say…"

"No," Henry denied immediately. "Mr. Crusher did not attempt to smuggle out this asset. However, it was created by Mr. Crusher."

Claire's eyes widened in shock. She blinked dumbly a few times trying to comprehend what Henry had just said. Gradually her eyes narrow in cold fury.

"You mean to tell me that a corporate spy made an asset. In secret and without anyone knowing while he was imbedded in Jurassic World?" Claire asked frigidly.

"At one point during his stay he was able to create an embryo and hatch it. Then care for it without anyone knowing. That is exactly what I'm saying Ms. Dearing," Henry confirmed. "Before Mr. Crusher left, he stuffed the asset he created into an industrial incinerator in an attempt to dispose of it," Doctor Wu told Claire who at this point beyond disbelief.

"Please tell me that…"

"We are reviewing our personnel, security practices and going over our inventory," Doctor Wu explained. "I would recommend you do the same on your side of Masrani Corporation and Jurassic World. To answer your original question about this asset. I don't know what it is because InGen did not directly create it. Our resources were used to manufacture it, so we will eventually know what was used in its creation."

"Why are you telling me all this?" Claire couldn't understand why Doctor Wu was bringing this matter to her. Yes, security at Jurassic World was important, but this all sounded like an internal InGen issue. Why was he bringing this matter up to her?

"The asset is viable."

"What?"

"Most of the damage done by the incinerator was superficial," Doctor Wu explained. "I overstepped my bounds to ask some of your veterinary staff to help insure this asset survived after found it. I've reviewed Mr. Crusher's work. Despite being an enemy plant, he was very well educated in the field of genetics and showed great practice in the field. I'm very intrigued by what he has created."

"It could be a threat to park safety," Claire argued.

"Not right now it isn't. As it matures, it certainly will become more and more dangerous. Jurassic World will have plenty of time to prepare for when that time comes," Henry insured Claire. "For now though, we have a pair of security guard right outside the nursery door ready to put it down if need be. As for when it matures, we'll see," Henry left the statement stand.

"This whole situation is a mess," Claire said rubbing her temple with her finger tips. She glanced at her watch to see she had spent too much time on his troublesome distraction. She needed to get back to the visiting sponsors before they went to the next phase of their tour of Jurassic World.

"I can't spend any more time here," Claire declared as she started to make her way towards the exit. "Coordinate with the nursery staff for anything you need. I also want that thing guarded twenty-four-seven, for its safety as well as ours. We'll talk more later about this asset's future. For now, keep it alive, help it healing, keep an eye on it –and- figure out what it is."

"I already intend to do all those things," Doctor Wu responded evenly. "Once we know more about it, I'll schedule a time with your assistant when we can talk about this asset."

'Ow, my everything hurts,' Clive whined inside his head. He felt as if he had gone to a barbecue, gotten drunk and rolled around in a massive campfire.

'Okay, check list. Arms and fingers,' Clive shifted his arms and felt his fingers wiggle. They seemed a little smaller and his fingertips felt different.

'Alright, next legs and toes,' similarly he tried to stretch his legs and wiggle his toes. They seemed heavier than before with his toes feeling larger.

'Fine, head and neck,' he rotated his neck a little bit to undo a little bit of the stiffness he was feeling. However, when he lifted his head off the ground it felt heavier. Maybe even a little longer.

'That's a little weird, alright next is the tail,' it was a new and odd sensation moving a long tapered mass of muscle sticking straight out from h- 'Wait, what? Tail?'

Next Chapter: 28th October

A/N: I've got the first few chapters lined up. So don't expect to get new chapters weekly for this story. See you next week.