She stared at him intently, watching his hand. Her lips curled back to reveal her needle-sharp teeth. The two and a half year-old Velociraptor swished her tail, snapping her jaws at her trainer.

Her scales, coated with dirt and blood, were a moonlight gray, sporting a ghostly white stripe with metallic blue in the middle going horizontally from her eye orbit down to the tip of her tail on both sides of her slender frame, speckled with spots in several areas, the same colors as the stripe that gave the female her name, were truly eye-catching. Intelligent, golden-amber eyes stared intently at the man in front of her. It was almost as if she were calculating her next move to either attack or fall into submission.

"Easy...easy, Blue..." Owen Grady breathed, slowly reaching his sweaty, grime covered, hand out towards her black, leather, headset. He was slow in his movements, remembering how his former boss, an obese, military-obsessed man named Vic Hoskins, was brutally mauled to death by one of Blue's packmates after trying to mimic one of his movements he witnessed when a newer paddock worker fell into the girls' paddock that morning.

Echo, a rough, brown Velociraptor with dark blue striping and markings around her amber eyes stomped her foot and chattered impatiently to her Beta's left. Her face was scarred into a permanent sneer, due to a scar from her upper lip to the top of her muzzle and a permanently offset jaw. She was very rash in her decisions, rather attacking first without knowing if her opponent would harm her. Her fiery temper and bull-headedness was the one reason she was normally in so much trouble. Especially when it came to hunting.

Delta, a pretty, teal female with baby blue around her yellow/gold eyes, which, unlike her packmates', sported rounded pupils, like a gecko's, and the Velociraptor responsible for Hoskins' demise, snapped her tail towards the restless Echo with a hiss to calm her.

The grey and blue Velociraptor ignored them both, keeping her focus on the humans in front of her. Owen's hand touched the button on her headset, which connected the buckles.

With one turn, they snapped, and the irritating black leather slid off the Velociraptor's head. The headset's red light blinked out.

Blue's golden eyes focused on Owen again in bewilderment.

Why did he take the headset off? What in the world was that all about? Did he truly care about them, unlike what the white alpha told them? That humans were untrustworthy, selfish brutes who only cared for themselves?

A haunting, banshee-like roar snapped Blue out of her stupor.

She and her two siblings whirled around to face a large, white dinosaur with jagged teeth sticking out from her jaws, bullet wounds and bits of glass protruding from her flank, and terrifying crimson red eyes, almost demon-like, that drilled into their souls with one look. The humans knew, and called her, by the name Indominus Rex, while the Velociraptors knew her as the "white alpha". She smelled of Velociraptor, yet she wasn't Velociraptor. She barked twice, claws wriggling in agitation and confusion. She couldn't understand why they hadn't destroyed the few humans they cornered. She knew what they were like. They knew what the humans were like.

Blue slowly turned her head around to look back at the man who raised her. She blinked before bobbing her head, clicking her teeth, soft enough so the smoky white dinosaur behind her wouldn't hear.

A small smirk tugged at the human's face. He'd won his girl back.

With a ferocious cry, the young female craned her head around to face the Indominus Rex, eyes squinted dangerously.

The hybrid roared in fury, shocked at how defiant Blue had become towards her.

With a mighty swing of the large hybrid's paw, the Velociraptor was flung into the outer wall of the Starbucks coffee shop with a loud cry. Several, dark green tables and chairs scattered as the 200 pound body crashed into them.

Blue did not wake up.

~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~

Her eyes flickered open. She could taste her own blood in her mouth from a small, yet deep, cut on the side of her muzzle. She lifted a paw to scratch glass shards away from her face before they could get into her eyes and blind her. Her head spun and her body ached terribly. Blue lifted her head, only to have it flop back down again. She let out a chitter of pain, which was drowned out by pain-filled roars and crumbling debris.

Someone was in trouble...but who?

She forced herself into a sitting position, tail flicking across the ground. She gave a weak, and confused, garble at seeing one of the biggest carnivorous dinosaurs, the veteran Tyrannosaurus Rex from the first park, being taken down by the Indominus Rex. Her bronze hide was covered in pale, pinkish scars from several years ago, blood seeping through deep wounds created by the hybrid.

The Velociraptor could see the psychopathic joy in her crimson orbs, as she prepared the killing blow for the queen of the dinosaurs.

That's when a shrill bark split the silence of the humid night. Then another.

Blue, having pushed herself to her feet, began to dash towards the quarrel, letting out a loud, deafening war whoop, pouncing onto the white dinosaur's back.

Not even her jagged teeth could reach and puncture the grey and blue Velociraptor's hide, unlike how Echo and Delta were so easy to shake off and kill.

While Blue distracted their opponent, the Tyrannosaurus Rex managed to regain her footing, viciously clamping down onto the hybrid's neck.

The Indominus Rex made loud, shrill, yelps, as she was thrown into the Margaritaville building.

Blue hopped from the Indominus Rex to the Tyrannosaurus Rex's back, staying clear of the broken glass, debris, and embers. She gave a wail of pain, being flung into the Jurassic Gifts gift shop through the window. Shards of glass cut her body, as she swiftly stood up, ignoring the startled humans, including Owen, next to her. She instantly jumped to her feet, and raced back outside and rejoined the battle.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex shoved the hybrid dinosaur into another building, debris getting stabbed into her hide. Blue jumped off and onto the ground before launching herself at the white beast's face with a shrill scream. She slashed at her with blood coated talons, and bit at her face with blood-stained teeth, snarling.

The stronger, older, Rex tried to bite at her neck, holding her head downwards, as the hybrid managed to throw the Velociraptor off.

The young female slammed into a lamp post, yelping. She staggered to her feet, shaking her body free from dirt and debris.

The female dinosaur witnessed the Tyrannosaurus Rex shove the Indominus Rex into the electric fence surrounding the Jurassic World Lagoon. The bloody hybrid stood up, shaking her head.

Blue stepped towards them until she was standing next to the Tyrannosaurus Rex. She opened her mouth, claws outstretched, letting out another banshee-like cry, which was drowned out by the Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Indominus Rex's roars.

A large, bulky body covered in slate gray scales, a long, pointed, muzzle and flippers, threw herself onto the land, clamping her oversized jaws down around the white beast's throat.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex and Blue went quiet.

The bronze, scarred, Rex stepped back and, soon, the Velociraptor did too, giving a soft warble, as the white dinosaur wailed in panic, begging them for their help, as the giant Mosasaurus threw herself backwards into the water, taking the wailing albino dinosaur down with her. A bellowing roar erupted from the aquatic animal's mouth, as she forcefully drowned the white beast. The water turned red, as blood filled the enclosed lagoon.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex and Blue faced each other. The smaller carnivore felt very intimidated by her size and jaws. She stepped back in submission, letting a soft warble escape her bloody maw, hopeful that the old animal would spare her.

The much larger animal rumbled before turning around, stomping off in the opposite direction, her bruised and battered body needing a long, hard, break. One of the massive dinosaur's short arms dangled from injury, possibly when she was slammed against the ground by the Indominus, as a truce was formed between them. Unless the smaller dinosaur got in her way. Despite her previous horrible encounter with Velociraptors, this one seemed different. She didn't attack like how she thought. Instead, she helped. She saved her life. And she was very grateful for that.

Blue watched her walk off before turning her head around to face the humans. Her eyes focused on Owen as he took a step forward. She blinked and tilted her head to the side, as he made a gesture with his own. The message was clear.

She couldn't stay with him. He was unable to take care of her any longer.

She clicked, almost dolphin-like, very sad at her Alpha and caretaker's choice. With one, last, look at her Alpha, the female Velociraptor sprinted away, unable to look back at him without wanting to follow after him like how she did when she was a tiny chick.

She let out a loud call for Echo and Delta. The Velociraptor flicked her tail, pausing to look around after racing around a corner. Her death talons flexed in confusion. She barked loudly.

She didn't bother calling for Charlie. She was well-aware of what happened to her, which made her heart ache with even more depression.
Charlie, the innocent, sweet, baby of the pack, blown to smithereens by an RPG missile that was used as a backup plan for the humans' hunt for the Indominus Rex. She didn't deserve such a horrible death at the hands of those humans...
Echo was the confident, disobedient, one. Due to her temper and jealousy of Blue's position as Beta, she challenged her, thinking she'd win. The only thing she ended up getting was a permanently offset jaw and scar over her muzzle, as well as the position of an Omega, the lowest rank a Velociraptor could have.
Delta was the quiet, obedient, one. She was Blue's most trusted subordinate, and the most deadly of the four. She was a rational thinker, always calculating her hunting strategies.

Then there was Blue. The loyal, intelligent, leader. She showed compassion and love towards her packmates, whom she thought were her siblings, occasionally snapping at them if they went out of line. When Charlie was killed, every emotion, especially anger and grief, blinded her to attack everyone and anyone. The young, emerald green, and black Velociraptor was her best friend. She'd give up her meals for her, groom her if she were stressed or angered about something, wrestle with her...she was more than a sister to Blue. She was her best friend.
But she wasn't here. And neither were Echo or Delta.
Blue gave several shrill whines and cries for her packmates, death talons tapping in worry. They made it, didn't they? Since Blue had been unconscious during her packmates' fate, she had no idea what happened to them. The only reason she attacked the Indominus was because she was furious. Furious that she had the audacity to toss her aside like garbage. Furious that she was the cause of Charlie's death. But the true reason she attacked was because of her deceit. She told them a lie. A lie that was too good to be true. But they believed it. Especially Blue, who had always dreamed of seeing the world outside the enclosure.

A low wheeze came from nearby, pinned under several bits of debris and a street lamp, near the entrance to the Tyrannosaurus Rex Kingdom, where the bronze Rex used to live.

The female's nostrils flared. It was Echo!

With a relieved cry, Blue bounded towards the wheezing noises. The Beta froze at seeing the bloody mass before her. She whimpered nervously, bending her head down, sniffing her fallen packmate's nose.

Broken ribs protruding from gaping puncture wounds in her torso, blood covering her body and the ground around her, a slashed throat, possibly punctured lungs….
The Velociraptor whimpered, lowering herself to the ground on her belly. She crawled closer towards her, hissing softly when the gravel scratched the soft, more vulnerable, flesh.

The brown and blue dinosaur focused her fading gold eyes onto her sibling, the life slowly leaving her broken body. She was leaving this world. She would be with Charlie again.

The devastated Blue began to cry helplessly to her Omega, nuzzling her clammy scales. They didn't provide the warmth she hoped they would, her fading eyes that showed both exhaustion and grief...slowly becoming more peaceful-looking.

The eldest female had never dealt with death before. Yes, she had killed meager prey with her pack, which unaffected her, but never with someone so close…it made her heart wrench at seeing her brown and blue packmate in such a frail state.

The gray and blue Velociraptor parted her jaws ever so slightly in a soft whine, as she witnessed the life leave Echo's eyes, as they permanently glazed over, staring at nothing, a raspy, cackling breath leaving her parted jaws.

Echo was dead.

The female threw her head back and screeched loudly in devastation and agony. She looked back to her fallen subordinate. She gave her a sorrowful muzzle nuzzle before bolting into the foliage, trying to find her way back to the paddock. Maybe Owen would be there. Maybe she can stay with him. He was all she had left in her life.

~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~

Blue sniffed around, as the sun started to come up over the tall trees of Isla Nublar. She had been sprinting around for hours, trying to find her old home. She felt a nagging twinge of doubt that she wouldn't find Owen, but she desperately tried not to feel it. If she couldn't find Owen, Delta was the next one to find on her list.

Although the two quarreled on occasions, Delta was Blue's second in command, the next in line to be Beta after her. Maybe, somewhere, she was out there, calling for her. Waiting for her to return.

Caws and screeches of Pteranodons overhead caused Blue to pause and look up briefly. A flock of Pteranodons, flying in a V shape, soared over the treetops, searching for a place to rest their wings or a place to find food.

The two and a half year old Velociraptor snorted and trotted onwards, disinterested. The scent of salt water, and the roar of waves caused her to chirp, and pick up her speed.

Velociraptors have great senses of sight, hearing, and smell. They could smell prey, or a predator, from a mile off. And she knew the scent of water. The Velociraptor paddock rested near a cliff, so Blue was highly familiar with the scent water gave. She liked the smell of water. It was always so soothing and relaxing to her.

The animal streaked forward until her paddock came into view.

She wiggled her tail, cooing and chattering excitedly. She began to approach her home, sniffing inside the stalls she and her packmates were kept in before they were released into the wild to hunt down the Indominus Rex. The scents of her pack were still fresh, but were starting to grow fainter.

She circled around to the other side of the paddock, staring inside the vacant area she lived in. She couldn't see Owen anywhere. He wasn't inside.

Blue cocked her head to one side before looking out towards the rising sun to see the shape of a rescue helicopter soaring away above the water's surface. Although she couldn't see him, she could smell the faltering scent of her caretaker and Alpha.

With a loud trill, the dinosaur pushed onwards, cackling, and crying out for Owen. She skidded to a halt once she reached the edge of the cliff. The dried blood on her paws and feet, as well as the cut along her nose, was very noticeable under the rising sun's light. She cooed, jaws barely parted, confused and heartbroken.

He was leaving. He was leaving her.

She couldn't understand. Why was he leaving her? She did nothing wrong. She protected him from the Indominus Rex, and his thanks to her protection was baffling.

He didn't even say goodbye. She didn't say goodbye.

Blue stood there for five more hours, long after the helicopter became less than a speck in the sky to confirm her theory. He was gone. Owen was gone.

Her feet ached from standing for so long when she finally moved away from the ocean. A sudden thought occurred to her.

Delta was still out there. She could still be alive!

With a hopeful whine, Blue raced off into the surrounding foliage, only one mission on her mind: find Delta, and find a place to live and stay.

~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~

How long had it been? Since she fought the Indominus? Since she was betrayed by Owen? Since she started looking for Delta? She didn't know.

Two months had already passed for poor Blue, and she still couldn't locate Delta. She looked everywhere at Main Street, and had to chase some scrounging Compsognathus away from Echo's rotten corpse in the process. She stumbled upon some ashes scattered around the top of a grill inside a restaurant that had been partially destroyed by debris, but it didn't smell like Delta. It didn't look like her, either.

Blue was thin and lean. Too thin to look healthy, or even feel healthy. She hadn't had much to eat at all, since it was very difficult to hunt without a packmate by her side. Her hope to find Delta was dwindling. She was losing faith that she was still alive.

Since Blue had reached the age of maturity, she was left in discomfort for a week for the past month from a well-known, and dreaded, heat cycle that all female animals, including dinosaurs, had.

Blue hated it. She was constantly in discomfort or slight pain each day, always whining and trying in any way to find some solution to her discomfort. Even rubbing her backside against a rough tree didn't help.

She hissed, death talons flexing, as she spun around sharply, snapping her jaws at nothing behind her from a sudden spasm of discomfort. The first twinge in her abdomen, then the spasms of discomfort told her that she was ready to start her next cycle. This was not a good way to spend her birthday...not that she knew what it was, of course.

Just like canines, horses, and felines, female dinosaurs had to deal with the effects of a heat cycle. For Velociraptors, their cycles were similar to a dog's; temperature increase, change in behavior and appetite, excessive licking, and bleeding. The bleeding was the worst. It made her feel sick, and it sent painful cramps to her thighs, and abdomen every day.

The loud calls of Brachiosaurus from the Gyrosphere Valley made her flinch. She was nearly crushed to death by one of those massive creatures before, during a failed hunting excursion. Although they were plant-eaters, they were still very frightening to her.

Blue avoided most other dinosaurs, except when she hunted prey. She found that infant calves or chicks that strayed from their parents or herds were easy targets that didn't cause much damage to her thick hide. But she would never take down a Brachiosaurus calf. That was merely a suicide mission.

Blue pawed at her nose when she felt a droplet of rain land on her. She growled up at the sky when thunder rolled, and lightning cracked across the sky, as more droplets of water fell onto her body.

She scrambled into the Samsung Visitor's Center, avoiding holes in the glass ceiling from Pteranodons or Dimorphodons that crashed inside to find food, as well as escape the rain. Unfortunately, the only food there was, was the body of Hoskins, which was rotten and deformed from Delta's mauling. She could still smell the scent of his rotting flesh. It was revolting.

She sniffed around, tail swinging from side to side. No food. No luck.

The female wandered back out, instantly getting a fresh downpour of rain on her body. She growled up at the sky, which thundered back with a flash of lightning.

Blue skulked off, grumbling and hissing angrily. She wanted to find her den site again to rest.

Her nest was in a very secluded area of Isla Nublar. It was on the northern side of the island, right near the base of the dormant volcano, Mt. Sibo. Not very many dinosaurs lived in that area, except for the Compsognathus.

Blue could tolerate the little pests to an extent. She just didn't like it when they tried to scavenge off some of her kills' leftovers, even when there was little to scavenge off of.

She whipped her head around and snarled when she felt blood on the underside of her tail, paws flexing in anger. She knew of a small stream nearby she went to in order to deal with that. But she knew the rain would wash the crimson liquid away, as long as she kept her tail up high and curled over towards her back.

It was her fifth day with this problem. Normally, it lasted seven days, so she'd be lucky in two days, when her cycle finally passed over, and she didn't have to deal with it until next month.

~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~

She got lucky. Five days. Only five days of dealing with the discomfort, bleeding...everything. She got incredibly lucky.

If she had a packmate with her, they would notice a change in the ex-Beta Velociraptor's behavior almost instantly. She was more relaxed, less likely to pick fights from irritation...she, overall, felt happier, despite the longing for a packmate.

Blue had given up her search for Delta during her heat cycle. It was two months…she should've found her by now. She had to come to the horrible realization that Delta was dead, and she had no choice but to deal with the painful loss of her entire family. She was the last of her kind now. That was the harsh reality of the animal's new life on Isla Nublar.

It was nighttime by then, the moon shining through the darkness of the trees. Blue was desperate for food, and she was vaguely aware that something seemed off about her location.

She was padding through a very strange section of the island, a section no one ventured into often: the area of the original visitors' center from the first park, Jurassic Park. Of course, Blue passed the building some minutes ago, as she could care less about seeing it, since it was camouflaged against the dark foliage. If she had seen it, it would've been a great den site opportunity that she passed up immediately.

The female Velociraptor halted when she caught sight of two Pteranodons fighting over a recently killed Stegosaurus calf, which may have died in its sleep before the Pteranodons attacked. She could care less if the prehistoric birds were in her way. If anything, she could easily just scare them off. No big deal.

A loud, banshee cry ripped through the night, as the now 189 lb body charged at the flying dinosaurs.

Screeches and squawks filled the night air, as Blue jumped and snapped at the creatures, although one was refusing to give up its kill. The Velociraptor began to take drastic measures to get the creature away from the potential meal in front of her. She jumped up, slashing one of its wings, causing it to scream and struggle to fly off.

The larger carnivore wagged her tail so hard her hips wiggled. As soon as the wounded bird was in jaws' reach, she grabbed its legs in between her teeth.

The Pteranodon desperately struggled to twist around and peck at her, caws and screeches escaping its toothless beak. Its body slammed against the ground, as Blue bit down on its slender neck, piercing its life vein almost instantly from how strong her teeth were against its leathery skin.

The animal drew her head back, listening to its last, gasping, wheeze, as the life left its eyes.

Blue bit down on its chest, and ripped into its body, blood coating her muzzle, as she tore off sections of entrails, and spitting out bits of bone. She was so happy to have gotten something actually decent to eat. It definitely relieved the growling and gurgling noises coming from the pit of her belly she had to deal with for days.

The better thing was, was that the Pteranodon was merely an appetizer. She had positioned herself, and the flying dinosaur's body, right directly in front of the deceased calf. She got lucky that night. Very lucky. A five day heat cycle, and now this. She never expected to follow the sound of squabbling Pteranodons, and find something for herself to eat. There was a lesson learned that night: follow a Pteranodon, and they were sure to lead her to, at least, a very good meal.

Belly full, and the beast in her gut silenced, the female dinosaur decided to bed down there for the night. She was a wanderer, always searching for different places that would suit her as a densite. She hadn't found anything of that sort yet, but she hoped she would soon. It was getting kind of irritating trying to deal with another carnivore, or even a herbivore, to push her out of her sleeping spot.

But, for now, she could rest easy, now knowing the easiest way to gain food access. It was a huge relief for her, a weight lifted off her shoulders.

As her eyes began to close, the far-off cries of herbivores and carnivores made her curl up into a tight ball, hoping that she'd wake up in her paddock with her pack, or snuggled against Owen's chest, as he cradled her head in his arms, just like how he did whenever she was sick or badly injured.

But they would never be here for her again. Delta was still M.I.A., Echo was dead, Charlie was dead, and Owen abandoned her for no reason at all.

Owen leaving hurt the dinosaur more than her siblings' deaths. She couldn't understand why he chose to leave her. It was devastating. She was confused, upset, and very, very angry.

Owen had broken her trust towards humans. She was untrustworthy towards all of them. She was a highly unpredictable animal with an even higher rate of aggression, which made her seriously dangerous. Being the last known Velociraptor on the island didn't help, either.

Blue lifted her head towards the sky, eyes opening. She blinked and cocked her head, the moon's beams shining down on her scales, making her appear more ghost-like. Against the moon, to her, were dark clouds that were shaped similarly to a Velociraptor, three of them.

Her jaws parted in a low coo of sadness. She looked around, expecting to see Charlie snuggled against her belly, Delta lying behind her, her head resting on her leader's forearm, and Echo's back pressed against her rear. But all she saw were the carcasses she fed off of, which had barely any meat left on them.

She had to get used to being alone. She was alone for two months now, and she still persisted to survive. Even if it meant fighting her way out of a tough situation.

The scrapes and cuts she got from the battle between her, the Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the Indominus Rex healed into nothing. No one could tell if she was even in a battle or not. She was a very lucky girl to have survived that, despite how hard it was being a lone Velociraptor against two of the biggest predators of the dinosaur world.

She lay her head to rest on the damp ground, her eyes fluttering closed for good this time, as she fell into a deep slumber.

She was way too depressed to care if she woke up or not. She began to silently hope that she would just fall asleep, and be reunited with her sisters again. That was all she wanted. But she knew, as she entered dreamland, that would never happen.

~***~yenruoJ s'eulB~***~

Dark.

Warm.

Cramped.

Scary.

That was what Blue's environment was like. Her tail tip tickled her nose, as she was scrunched up into a tight ball inside the eggshell. Growing claustrophobic, she wearily lifted her head and began to poke her muzzle through the thick shell, squeaking drowsily. She wanted out. Desperately. It was too cramped.

Her muzzle broke through the shell. A bright light shone through the cracks, causing her to rub at her large, sealed-shut eyes with her little paws.

"Come on...come on, kid…" A gentle, far-off, voice encouraged. "You can do it, kid...you can make it."

A large piece of eggshell was pulled away, streaming in more light. Her little paw stuck out, clawing at her shell, drawing in more light, and colder air, which stung at her scales, which were coated in pinkish egg slime, making her shiver violently.

More and more bits of eggshell were pulled away from the little animal's body, as a damp, warm, washcloth began to dab at her scales, causing toothless jaws to break open in a shrill scream.

"Hey...shhhh….you're alright...I'm not gonna hurt you…" The gentle voice said above her, carefully lifting out of the egg, and gently wiping off the rest of the egg slime from her small, frail, body.

Blue's nostrils flared, as she began to process his scent in her olfactory receptors.

Caretaker. Father. Alpha.

This was Alpha/Caretaker/Father. This strange, unknown creature that held her close to his chest, keeping her swaddled in a small, fluffy, blanket in order to keep her warm. Her body temperature was very low, and he was desperate to bring it up again.

Owen Grady looked down at the little Velociraptor in his arms, amazed at how InGen could create such a small, frail, thing. When they hired him, they told him he would be handling the most dangerous dinosaur next to the Tyrannosaurus Rex. But they never said it would look and act as helpless as the little bundle in his arms.

Now that she was clean, her blue-grey and metallic blue scales stuck out through the blanket she was covered in. she opened her tiny mouth in a squeaky yawn before nuzzling the man's arm, her tail drooping over his one arm.

"Ah," an eerily calm voice caused Owen to flinch and spin around, still holding the still-sleeping Blue against his body, "I see the first specimen has hatched."

Owen looked down at Blue before looking up at the geneticist, the very reason the animal in his care was alive. Dr. Henry Wu. "She's asleep, so don't scare her awake."

Dr. Wu nodded slowly, arching one eyebrow. "Mr. Grady-"

"Owen," the animal behaviorist corrected instantly.

The other man gave him a very brief look of surprise before he continued talking. "The animal in your arms has been designed to follow orders, and survive in the most demanding of conditions."

"As the report on her stated," Owen responded, somewhat sarcastic. "When can I take her back to my place? I've been waiting here for five hours for her to hatch."

"Soon, soon. There just some...protocol I wanted to clarify with you."

Protocol? Owen thought silently. That seemed strange. Why did they need to talk about a protocol in Jurassic World's nursery?

"The specimen in your care is one of the most complex animals I have ever created and designed. She can follow any order that is given to her by the one person she imprints on.

Owen nodded slowly, glancing down at the stirring, baby, dinosaur, her large eyes started to open.

She looked up at Owen, wriggling her paws. He was her first sight. He was the first person she felt that made her calm and tranquil. Her eyes drifted upwards to look at Dr. Wu. Who was this stranger? Was he invading the pack territory? Was he part of their pack?

The shorter man seemed a bit surprised by the little animal looking up at him with a curious look in her eyes. "I...didn't expect her eyes to open so soon…"

Baby Velociraptors, after they hatched, wouldn't open their eyes for another three days. But Blue opened her eyes mere minutes after she was born. What was the cause of it? Was it a defect in her creation? Did he do something wrong?

Owen lifted the little creature up, staring at her gorgeous amber eyes. Her slit pupils dilated, as she stretched her neck out to sniff his face. He smelled strongly of sweat, and beer, but mostly tequila. She ended up sneezing all over him, as Dr. Wu discreetly stepped towards the door.

Owen noticed. "Did you have to tell me something?" He asked, bringing the little dinosaur close to his heart again.

The geneticist shook his head hastily. "N-no. No, not at all. What will you call her? She can't be called V1-02 forever."

Owen rubbed Blue's stomach with his finger, letting her instantly grip onto it with her tiny paws, and start sucking on it with her toothless mouth. "This one's called Blue. The Beta."

That was her name from then on. Although she earned many nicknames regarding it; Blueberry, Little Blue, Bluebell, Bluebird, or simply Blue Girl, most commonly "my Blue Girl", as only Owen called her that. And he made a promise that day to never abandon his precious Blue, to be with her always.

If only he could see into the future, to see how that promise he made to Blue was twisted into a big lie.