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Jurassic Park The Dark Depths (Chapter 1)
By Vito_The_White
9 YEARS LATER
Chapter 1: Biosyn Goes Fishing
Wednesday, June 14, 2001
The S. S. Rose moved through the Pacific Ocean at its top speed. There were crewmen doing their ordinary days exertion all around the ship. Today's job seemed to consist of making all of the final adjustments to a small two-man yellow sub.
A tall, slender man stood near the sub looking out at the ocean. He was wearing cargo shorts and a Hawaiian shirt overtop a white wife beater. This seemed like quite the unusual type of clothing style for a man of the age that he appeared for he looked as if he was in his late forties, but in this warm, tropical climate, he didn’t seem to care about his appearance as he stared out at the beautiful ocean glistening before him. The sun reflected off the water and made the man have to squint as he looked out at the surrounding land.
The man put on a pair of sunglasses as he continued to look out at the water. He sighed as he looked at his watch and then turned around hearing a door opening behind him.
The large ocean liner started to slow to a stop as the deck suddenly filled with several men; all wearing suits and ties. They seemed very tense as they moved forward to the sub and the workmen around it.
There were two people weaving among the men in suits that were wearing different clothing then the others. They were a man and a woman that had been assigned to go down below in the sub. These two were called Private Bobby Heath and Dr. Katrina Haynes.
Bobby Heath was twenty-eight and a former Navy Seals that had recently been dishonorably discharged for his conduct and malcontent. That would normally be a strike against a man, but with the Biosyn Corporation, there was no one that they wouldn't refuse a position in the company. In fact, they actually preferred the bad boys to any of the good soldiers that had been discharged on good terms.
Biosyn approached him actually only a few weeks after he was discharged. He thought they were actually just pulling his leg, but in reality, they were being truthful, and he had been working for this corporation since. That definitely didn't seem like a bad thing to Bobby, for he enjoyed his new job on this ocean liner. He was even getting to pilot his own sub with an extremely hot woman beside him.
Katrina Haynes was twenty-three and had blond hair flowing down her shoulders. She was strongly built and had a great personality for such an intelligent scientist. She graduated from Princeton University with a Masters Degree in Genetics just three months before this very day. She joined Biosyn shortly afterwards, becoming their second strongest geneticist within only a few months.
Biosyn wasn’t low on employees by any means. Their rival company, InGen, was having a great deal of legal problems and would probably be going out of business very soon. In fact, Katrina would’ve preferred to be a part of InGen, but that wasn’t possible. That company was in certain doom for sure. Katrina was just glad that Biosyn had been gracious enough to allow her to join their company. However, don’t get her wrong, she did like working for Biosyn, it’s just that these people could be a little on the odd side. This was especially true for their Chief Geneticist. That man was an accident waiting to happen. He had had Katrina out there on the ocean waves since she was hired.
The second she joined the company she was swept directly out to this large ship in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. What was so spectacular in the ocean that a genetics company needed? She was getting tired of being out at sea doing nothing but sitting in her room writing letters to her friends and family. She was a Geneticist for crying out loud! Being a writer wasn't in her job description. Today was actually the first time she'd went on deck in at least a month, with the exception of getting some fresh air every now and then. However, the sonar had picked up something on the ocean floor, and they were going to send Katrina and this weird guy beside her down to investigate. She hoped that it was something that a Geneticist was actually needed for. She was going to be extremely pissed if she was sent down there to look at the fishes, but why else would they be sending a Geneticist down below the surface of the water?
As the two of them, along with the men in suits, approached the man standing near the sub, he extended his hand to shake Katrina's. The balding man began to smile at her. This made her step back a little. When this man smiled she knew something weird was going on, and she didn’t like a single second of it. He was tall and seemed a little built, however, Katrina would've been able to take him out easily unless there were guns involved. Katrina recognized him immediately. It was the Chief Geneticist himself. The one person that was more important to the company then her. This was Dr. Lewis Dodgson.
Dodgson smiled as Katrina shook his hand. "Good afternoon, Dr. Haynes. It's always good to see a friend."
Katrina tried to be polite. "Same to you sir. So, what are we going down there after? It's not fish I hope."
Dodgson laughed. "No, my dear. We're hoping to find something a lot better down there then some silly fish."
"I still don't understand what a Geneticist could possibly find down there in the depths of the ocean," Katrina said. "It just seems a little odd don't you think?"
"Of course not," Dodgson replied. "It's completely explainable. You see, what you're looking for down there is something similar to this."
Dodgson went through the briefcase at his side and pulled out a small container that was labeled 'TOP SECRET: Lipleurodon DNA.'
"Lipleurodon," Katrina asked. "What is that?"
"Prehistoric marine animal," Dodgson replied matter of factly.
Katrina laughed. Bobby stared at her like she was an idiot, and Dodgson did the same. "You can't be serious. Prehistoric? There's no way that DNA could last in the ocean for that long."
Dodgson went through his briefcase again. This time he pulled out a pamphlet with the words 'Jurassic Park' written. "You see that? That is what InGen created several years back."
“Yeah,” Katrina replied, crossing her arms. “So? Everyone knows of Jurassic Park.”
“But no one knows of these,” Dodgson said pointing at the container in his hand. “This is what we accomplished Dr. Haynes. InGen was able to get their hands on prehistoric land animals, and…”
“And you got the marine ones huh,” Katrina interrupted him.
Dodgson tried to stay calm. He hated to be interrupted. He almost backhanded the woman for that. Dr. Dodgson had a temper, plain and simple. He didn’t take too well to being talked down to, and it was obvious that this woman was trying to do that. He smiled anyway.
“That’s right,” Dodgson said. “We got the marine animals.”
“Alright then,” Katrina said, shaking her head. “Then tell me, why are you out here when you should be looking after your animals if you actually have your own park?” Katrina put extra emphasis on the word park.
“Because we’re looking for an escaped animal doctor,” Dodgson said. “One of these Liopleurodons.”
“Why should I care about an escaped animal?”
“Because you’re part of this case, and Mr. Rossiter believed that you’d be best used out here for your first assignment. You were going to have to deal with these creatures sometime soon anyway.”
“What do these things look like?”
Dodgson went through the case again and pulled out a picture of what the Liopleurodon looked like. Katrina gasped and stepped back as she looked at the photo of the creature that seemed to be looking right at her. It looked like a humpbacked whale, except uglier. It had a long crocodilian snout to go along with its four long fins and there seemed to be extremely sharp teeth all in it’s large gapping mouth.
“Are you telling me that that monster has been roaming freely in our friendly oceans,” Katrina asked shocked. She was almost yelling.
“Yes,” Dodgson simply replied.
“How long has it been out here?”
“Oh, I’d say for about four months now. It’s a very smart little nuisance. Good hider too.”
Katrina’s eyes began to bulge out of the sockets. “How can an animal that big be able to hide from your technology for this long?”
“Look, I can’t give you the answers you need. We’ve had these animals for about ten years and we still know very little about them. They’re intelligent beyond their years. The point is that we need you and Private Heath there to go out and help with the retrieval process of that animal. Our sonar devices have finally picked him up.”
Dodgson snaps his fingers and a medium height man, Tom Naff, in his early thirties and also wearing a suit and tie, walked forward with a photo in his hands. He gave it to Katrina and stepped back. The photo showed to Katrina the sonar grid that had been printed out in the control room below deck. There was indeed a very large creature of sorts on the grid.
"Is this some kind of a joke," Katrina asked. “Do you really think that we can catch this creature in that small sub! You’d have to have the whole US army to catch that thing!
Dodgson smiled. "We here at Biosyn try our best not to joke doctor. It takes up too much valuable time."
"You can't be seriously telling me that you're going to send myself and this man down there," Katrina yelled scared out of her mind.
"Now calm down Dr. Haynes," Dodgson said throwing up his hands in defense. "You don't really understand. All you two have to do is fire the little net missile at the Liopleurodon and let us take it from there. We have several containment devices surrounding the deck of the ship. Don’t you see them?"
Katrina was now very confused. "What?"
Dodgson pointed out the large devices that were behind the sub. "Those are containment devices, and along with them are several tranquilizing guns. We’re well prepared for this."
“Why can’t you just kill the damn thing?”
"Do you have any idea how much those animals cost? They are extremely valuable animals Dr. Haynes. I’m not about to give up on this creature and just kill it."
Katrina was beside herself in fear at this point. "Are you telling me that I spent all that time down below deck just waiting for you to find the largest marine killing machine in the Pacific Ocean so you could send me down to my doom?"
"Basically. Listen, it'll only take a few minutes. Private Heath knows what he's doing. He's been practicing on all kinds of moving targets already, and most of them were small sharks. This one will be a breeze for him."
"Why do I need to be down there? A Geneticist, like myself, shouldn't be put in harms way like that. I really need to be in a lab to start with."
"Because I said so, that’s why! I would go down there myself but I have a little case of hydrophobia." Dodgson knew that was a lie, but he had to tell her something. He wasn’t about to put himself in harms way, being the most important employee of Biosyn. Hell, he was probably going to own the company after Mr. Rossiter passed away, since Rossiter had no living son or daughter to take over the company, all thanks to a little leg work that Dodgson did in secret. He smiled to himself as he thought back to his treacherous ways of getting what he wanted. Rossiter was so old that he didn’t even for one second suspect that Dodgson had been the one to have his son and daughter assassinated. Hell, Dodgson was Rossiter’s right hand man and closest friend in most ways.
"Well, why can't you get one of the other military officials to do it, or one of the workers?"
"That is out of the question. Mr. Rossiter isn't willing to risk two of our military forces. I understand where you're coming from, but you have to realize that my hands are tied down. I can't do anything to change this. You should just go on and get this done before the sun starts to go down and from the looks of it, that won’t be long."
"Fine! But, if I get killed, I'm going to come back as a ghost and haunt you until you die."
Dodgson smiled. "I'm sure you will."
Suddenly a worker from over at the sub yelled over to them. "The sub's ready sir!"
"Good," Dodgson yelled back. He turned back to Katrina and Bobby. "You'll be fine. I have great hope in both of you that you'll bring that animal back. I need to get below deck now. I have some things to do."
Dodgson started walking off with Tom and the rest of the men following behind.
"I want to see your park," Katrina said.
Dodgson kept going, but answered her anyway. "Don’t worry, you’ll see it very soon."
Dodgson and the other men then descended into the below deck area. Katrina rolled her eyes. She then turned to Bobby who was looking at her and smiling.
"Don't worry about him," Bobby said. "He's always acting like that."
"Do you know why he needs-"
"Nope," Bobby replied cutting her off. "I don't ask questions. I just do my job and get paid. It's a really simple job. Perhaps you should try it sometime."
"No thanks," Katrina replied. "I'm just fine with what I'm doing now."
"Alright," Bobby said smiling. "At least your persistent. Well, are ya ready?"
"Not really," Katrina replied.
Bobby chuckled. "I'll take that as a yes. Come on!"
Bobby started running toward the sub like a kid on Christmas day going to unwrap his presents. Katrina took one last look at the door that Dodgson had went in and turned back toward Bobby and went toward the sub and her dangerous destiny in the cold and dark Pacific Ocean.
* * *
Lewis Dodgson entered the large sonar room of the lower deck of the ship. Coming in behind him was Tom Naff and the other businessmen. One of the men was trying to push past everyone else and just knocked Tom out of the way.
"Hey," Tom yelled. "What's your problem?”
The man ignored Tom and went over to Dodgson who'd already walked over to one of the sonar computers. Dodgson was talking rapidly to the man at the station about what to do if there was an accident during the subs stay underwater.
"... And you had better make sure that you are able to keep tabs on that sub at all times," Dodgson continued. "I don't want any mistakes. Rossiter will fry my ass if something bad happens. Do you..."
Dodgson was suddenly interrupted by a constant pecking on his shoulder. He turned around angrily. It was the same guy that had been bothering him all morning, before he went above deck for a breather, even during the lecture that Dodgson produced earlier in the day. This man had a reputation of being a real pain in the ass. His name was Mike Freeman. He was a lawyer. That was a real surprise. Lawyers were true evil and were even worse then Mr. Rossiter at times. Hell, they were worse then the rabies vaccine that Dodgson had done in Chile back in the late seventies.
Dodgson had tried his best to ignore this man as much as he could, but it was getting harder by the day. Mike was an extremely annoying man that everyone, except for Mr. Rossiter, despised. The only reason why he liked him was because he was a distant cousin and Rossiter hired him because it would cost a whole hell of a lot less to have him defending the company then some other lawyer.
"What do you want," Dodgson said annoyed.
"I need to talk to you about something extremely important," Mike replied.
"Everything's important to you Mr. Freeman. What else is new?"
"Did you know that there are people trying to get on Isla Sorna?"
Dodgson turned around toward the man shocked. "Come with me."
Dodgson led Mike away from everyone else so that they could talk privately. They went into another room beside the sonar control room. Dodgson slammed the door behind them. He then turned back around to the little shit and threw a right hand right into his face. Mike went flying onto a table in the center of the room. They were in a briefing room where most of the important meetings that Dodgson had over the phone with Rossiter were done. Mike stood back up slowly, dizzily. He then barely managed to walk over to a chair and plop down into it. However, plopping wasn’t a good idea. The whole chair fell backwards under the man’s weight and Mike toppled to the ground groaning.
Dodgson shook his head and laughed insanely at the idiot before him. He just stared down at the man as he got up slowly and sat back down in the seat again, this time being more careful.
“Let’s get one thing straight right now Mr. Freeman,” Dodgson said. “I do not want any of those people out there hearing about the things that you have to say about Isla Sorna, Isla Nublar, and especially not my island, do you understand that?”
Mike simply nodded, afraid to say anything else to this man. He could’ve easily told him that he would press charges, but Dodgson would’ve probably had him thrown overboard for that.
“Good. Now, please be so kind to tell me what the hell you were talking about before.”
“My contact that’s keeping an eye on Alan Grant told me that a fellow named Paul Kirby was trying to get him to go on a fly by to Sorna. He couldn’t tell me anything else about it though.”
“Paul Kirby… Not a name that I’m familiar with. Do you know anything about him?”
“I’ve been trying to do some research, but I haven’t gotten anything on this guy. Either he’s one of those very rich playboys that have no records, or he’s a bum with no life.”
Dodgson nodded. “When are they leaving?”
“Later today.”
“Damn. That leaves no time to get someone out there to get some eggs for us. You know that we’ve been trying to get on either that island or Nublar one so we could steal some eggs for years now. After Nedry failed to return with the embryos, I knew I had no choice but to get out there myself to get the job done. You know, if you want something done, you have to do it yourself.”
“But sir, I have good news, our contact is going out there with them. He was able to talk Grant into letting him go. Mr. Brennan said he would return with dinosaur eggs one way or another.”
“Well, that’s all fine and dandy, but I’m not out there with him. I don’t know if I can truly trust this boy. He’s only in his early twenties isn’t he?”
“Twenty-four.”
“Good enough reason not to trust him. He’s young and naive.”
Dodgson turned to leave the room.
“At least give him a chance.”
Dodgson stopped and sighed. He turned back around to face the lawyer who was now standing, but not holding his own very well. He looked as if he’d fall any second.
“Fine. I’ll give him a chance, but if he doesn’t pull through, I’m not going to be very happy with either of you.”
Mike gulped. “Of course.” Mike then smiled and started walking for the door. Dodgson continued to stand in his way not moving. “Permission to leave.”
Dodgson smiled and moved out of the way. "Oh, and Mike," Dodgson said, stopping the lawyer by placing his hand on the other man’s chest. "You're coming to the island when we’re finished here."
Mike looked at Dodgson frightened out of his mind. "I'm not going to that island. Are you crazy?"
"You claim to always know what you're talking about," Dodgson replied. "So I want you to be there to make sure things work the way you want them to work."
"Fine," Mike said. "Maybe something will go right for a change out there. You do remember that we’ve had many deaths on that island since it was completed."
"Yes I know."
Mike left the room and Dodgson behind. Dodgson turned to a large television screen at the side of the room. It was ecliped to a computer receiver. Dodgson walked over to it and began pressing buttons. Suddenly a dial tone rang through the speakers on both the computer and television. On the screen appeared a man that looked to be in his late seventies. He was sitting in a beautiful room that looked to be a poolroom.
"This better be important Lew," the man said. "I was just about to get in the pool with my ladies."
"Sorry to interrupt you at such an important time, Mr. Rossiter, but something important has just arisen to my attention. Alan Grant is going to Isla Sorna with a man named Paul Kirby. Going with them is our contact Billy Brennan. We’re hoping that he’ll bring us some important merchandise back."
"Well," Rossiter began, “that’s quite wonderful news I think.”
“I do as well, as long as the boy gets want we want, but I don’t trust him.”
Rossiter laughed. “You don’t trust anyone Lew.”
Dodgson smiled. “I know. That’s just my nature.”
“And it can be a very good one most times, but still, you should learn to trust others. Someday you might need other people to save your ass. Now, tell me, how goes the search for the Liopleurodon?”
“Oh, I forgot all about that,” Dodgson said. “We finally located the bastard. We’re getting ready to start the operation right now.”
“That’s wonderful news,” Rossiter said smiling. “That will call for a little celebration later. We’ll have a drink when I arrive.”
“Arrive sir?”
“I’m coming to the island to see the animal back into his water paddock.”
Dodgson put on a fake smile. “That’s wonderful sir.”
“Yes, that’s what I thought as well. I should be out there in a few hours. I have an old friend that I need to meet with first after my daily swim.”
“Understandable sir.”
“Good,” Rossiter said. “So, I’ll see you out on Pena then correct?”
“Of course,” Dodgson replied.
“Fabulous. See you then my friend.”
Dodgson then pressed a few buttons on the keyboard and the screen went black. Dodgson turned to leave cursing under his breath. It was never a good thing when Mr. Rossiter came to the island. Things always became extremely hectic and it was unnerving to be anywhere near the island at those times.
Dodgson opened the door and left the room behind returning into the sonar room. Tom Naff walked up to Dodgson nodding at him as he did.
“Our lawyer is leaving,” Tom implied.
“Good,” Dodgson said. “I want him back in his cabin anyway.”
“No sir,” Tom said. “He’s leaving the ship. He said that he had important business to tend to so he’s taking the private helicopter.”
Dodgson’s eyes suddenly enlarged. “Shit!”
Dodgson then turned and left the sonar room, going back toward the upper deck. Tom looked on confused, but then decided to follow him.
* * *
Lewis Dodgson emerged from the same door that he’d went in only a few minutes before with Tom running out right behind him. They both looked up to see the helicopter leaving the boat and already starting out toward the mainland of Costa Rica.
Dodgson ran up to the steps that lead to the captain’s quarters and went inside. He then ran past the captain and all of the other crewmembers and toward the radio. He picked up the receiver and started yelling into it.
“Turn that damn helicopter around this second!”
All Dodgson could hear was the silence in the room. There was no reply that came from the helicopter. The captain and other people in the room, including Tom, stared at him oddly for the manor of how he was approaching this.
“Get your asses back to work,” Dodgson yelled. Everyone then turned back to what they were doing. He then rolled his eyes and pressed in the receiver again. “I repeat, turn that damn helicopter around this second! This is Dr. Dodgson, and by order of Biosyn Bioengineering, I demand that helicopter to be turned around!”
There was still no answer. The captain turned around once again to look at Dodgson. He was an older man, almost as old as Mr. Rossiter.
“What are you looking at gramps?”
“Nothing doctor, it’s just that the radio in that helicopter was taken out yesterday.”
Dodgson was suddenly filled with rage. “What! Why the hell would the radio be removed?”
“It was broken,” the captain replied. “Something happened to it on the way over here. My men were planning on putting a new one in, but they hadn’t gotten around to it yet.”
“Mother fucker,” Dodgson yelled slamming the receiver down. He then stormed out of the room and started back down the steps.
“Sir,” Tom began, “what’s so bad about Mr. Freeman leaving?”
“I’ve never trusted that man,” Dodgson replied. “He told me just a few minutes ago that Alan Grant was going to Isla Sorna with one of our contacts. Plus he’s annoying. He annoys the hell out of me, and he always wants to know crap about the island that a lawyer doesn’t need to know in the first place. But he’s really leaving because I told him that he was coming to the island with us.”
“Well, I do believe that would cause him to leave. He’s a real pussy in the first place you know?”
“Yeah I know.” Dodgson then went threw his pockets and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He started to put one in his mouth, but Tom stopped him by pulling the cancer stick out of his mouth. “Hey!”
“You know those things are bad for your health.”
“Since when do you care about my health?”
“Lew, we’re life long friends,” Tom reminded him. “I mean, yeah I do act all business around you most of the time, because it’s not a proper way to run this company by being so informal, but that doesn’t take away our friendship. We’ve known each other since long before High School.”
“Yeah, I know. What’s your point though?”
Tom pulled out a small packet and handed it to Dodgson. It says ‘Nicarret’ on it. Dodgson laughed. “What? This stuff really works.”
“Are you kidding me? You know that some stupid little gum isn’t going to be able to stop my craving.”
“That’s because you smoke two packs a day,” Tom said. “It’s going to be the death of you, and it’s probably the reason for your receding hairline.”
Dodgson laughed. “Well, I can’t have the perfect body like you seem to have.”
“It’s not having the perfect body. It’s knowing what you want to do with your life and how you should live it, and you really shouldn’t be living it with the possibility of having lung cancer in the future. Just do this for me. We are still best buds right?”
Dodgson laughed again. “Ya know, you’re one of the few people that can really make me laugh anymore and it not be because I’ve pounded someone’s head in.”
“Yeah, well what can I say?”
“A lot more then you should my friend.”
Tom smiled. “So will ya just give it a try?”
“Yeah, I will.”
“Good. I’m going to hold you to that.”
“Oh, believe me, I know you will.”
Suddenly someone came running up to the two men. “Dr. Dodgson, we’re ready to send the sub out. Would you like to see them off?”
“Wait a second,” Dodgson said. “I thought you were ready to send them off ten minutes ago.”
“Well, we were, but something went wrong with the directional controls, but we’re definitely ready now.”
“Fine. Come on Tommy.”
Tom smiled. “You haven’t called my Tommy since…”
“Our senior year of college.” Dodgson turned and smiled as he continued walking toward the sub.
As the two men neared the sub, following the crewman, they saw that Bobby was already on the sub’s top entrance, and would’ve already gone into the sub, but he was trying to help Katrina up into the sub.
Suddenly things took a turn for the worst when a large shadow came up from out of nowhere and slammed right into the sub sending it rolling off its platform and right toward Dodgson, Tom, and the crewman. Bobby and Katrina were knocked completely away from the sub’s path as they went flying toward a far wall on the deck and crashed right into it.
There was little time to react for Dodgson and company. Tom took Dodgson’s arm and pulled him out of the trajectory of the sub, as it went slamming right into the crewman that had been leading the two toward the sub. The sub, with the man, crashed into a wall on deck and tore into it, making the captain’s quarters sway back and forth on its support.
Bobby slowly came to his senses as he looked around at the ensuing chaos surrounding him. He looked directly at the yellow sub that had crashed into the side of the wall near them.
“The beetles would sure have something to say about that,” Bobby joked to himself.
His attention drifted down toward the woman beside him. Katrina was bleeding from the side of her head and she seemed to be unconscious. Bobby tried his best to awaken her, but it was to no avail.
Suddenly the sound of creaking could be heard as Bobby turned to see the staircase behind him beginning to lose its strength under the strain that the wall had been put through. Bobby had only one choice. He had to get Katrina out of there, before the stairs fell.
The strong man picked the woman up in his arms and tried to stand, but he then felt new pain as he realized that his legs were pinned down by a fallen crate. It was then that Bobby realized that several fallen crates surrounded them. He was surprised that they hadn’t been buried in the crates.
Bobby put Katrina back down and then turned to his legs. He began lifting the heavy crate off. ‘What the hell are in these things,’ he thought. ‘They weigh a fucking ton!’
Bobby turned his eyes up to the staircase and saw it’s final bit of strength fail as it began to fall right toward him. He successfully removed the crate and turned his attention back to Katrina as he picked her up and used what little strength was left in his legs to jump out of the way of the falling stairs.
The two of them crashed on the hard steel deck and Bobby screamed out in pain as his legs felt the affects of his last action. He turned to the side hearing screaming. The screaming was coming from where he’d just come from. Someone had came running out of the captain’s quarters and didn’t know that the stairs were gone. The crewman plummeted to the hard deck, crashing into several of the crates, which appeared to have broken most of his fall.
Just then the ship began to tilt as if an amazing force of strength was lifting it up. The whole ship was slanting over the right side, so Bobby looked in that direction, and he suddenly wished that he hadn’t.
A monstrous set of teeth attached to a long snout were sitting on the side of the ship and there were two wicked eyes staring right at him as the creature sat there roaring. The Lipleurodon was on to them. It somehow knew that they were after him, and he had to take care of them, before he was caught.
The crewman that had fallen from above the captain’s quarters began to slide toward the open mouth. He seemed to be barely conscious, but he knew what was happening, and started screaming as he continued to slide toward the open mouth.
Bobby stared on in horror as he grabbed hold of a nearby poll that was connected to the ship and watched as the man continued to scream as he neared the mouth and was then snapped at by the creature.
The Lipleurodon missed the first snap, but to hell if it didn’t miss the second one as it managed to pull half of it’s body up onto the deck of the ship and snatch the man up in his mouth swallowing him instantly. The creature then fell back into the water and continued to ram itself into the side of the ship.
Bobby looked over to the other side of the deck to see that the Lipleurodon was now focusing its efforts on Dodgson and Tom who were off to the side trying to inch their way toward the door that lead back below deck. Bobby held on to Katrina as tightly as he could with one hand while the other held on to the one thing that might save them from being eaten.
Suddenly the door that Dodgson and Tom were going to burst open as several of the men wearing suits came running out of the door carrying large M-16’s. They fired the guns at the animal, sending it into wild fits. The animal continued to ram into the side of the boat defending itself, but it was to no avail as the creature’s strength began to leave him.
The whole time, as the men in suits continued to fire at the creature, Dodgson continued to yell at them to hold their fire, but it was either that the men didn’t hear him, or they didn’t care. All they wanted was the animal dead, and sure enough, the creature soon stopped its attacks as blood began to fill the water.
The men pulled their guns down and sighed with relief. Dodgson stood up along with Tom and they both walked forward to the men.
“Damn it,” Dodgson said. “We had him, and you people let him slip through our hands. Mr. Rossiter is going to be pissed.”
“Better him pissed then us dead don’t ya think Lew,” Tom implied.
“I guess,” Dodgson sighed. “Alright, let’s get this boat turned around. We have to return to Isla Pena and await Mr. Rossiter’s arrival.”
The men all walk away from Dodgson and Tom as they both stood there staring forward at the dead creature.
“These kind of things are what made me start smoking in the first place,” Dodgson said.
“I was wondering why you started that nasty habit,” Tom said.
“Yeah well, sometimes ya just can’t help it. This stuff really makes someone go mad. Mr. Rossiter is the someone I’m talking about. I’m going to hate explaining this.”
“Just tell him the truth. We were attacked, and your body guards had no choice but to kill the thing.”
“I know, but Mr. Rossiter won’t see it for that. He’ll just start thinking about all the money he’s missing out on from this death. He always sees the bad in all situations.”
Suddenly the two heard someone yelling to them. They both turned around to see Bobby waving his arms at them. They both walked forward toward the man and saw that Katrina was lying unconscious beside him.
“She needs a doctor,” Bobby said. “And… I need one for my legs. I’m in a lot of pain. I don’t think I can even walk hardly at all.”
Dodgson sighed. “Don’t worry. We’re going to Isla Pena. We’ll be able to treat both of you there. Tom help me get them below deck.”
“Sure,” Tom said already starting to bend down to help Bobby to his feet. “What are we going to do about that dead animal? We can’t just leave it out here.”
“A crew will be sent out here to have the animal destroyed,” Dodgson said.
Dodgson and Tom helped carry Katrina and Bobby toward the door that lead below deck, as the boat turned around and began to head toward the island of Isla Pena.
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