Wow (J.W Sister Crack)

Zach and Gray's sister: *watching a scary movie*

Zach: *slowly creeps behind her*

Y/N: I know you're there, dummy.

Zach, coonfused: You can't see me though. Y/N: No, you just breathe really, really loudly. You suck at being silent.

Zach, irritated: Wow, thanks. Y/N: You're welcome, now let me finish the damn movie, Zach.

Zach: *pouts and leaves*

What Is That? (J.W Crack)

Gray: *petting a Compy and feeding it chicken*

Zach: *comes in, stops, and stares* Zach: What is that? Gray: A Procompsognathus. Zach: ....a what? Gray: *frustrated* A Compy, Zach. A Compy. Zach: *silent* Zach: Why didn't you just say that? Gray: Um...because Procompsognathus is the technical name? Zach: It doesn't even sound English.

Gray: *triggered* It'S LaTiN aNd GREeK, ZacH!!

Excuse Me? (J.W Crack)

Zach and Gray, watching Blue pace in the pen: This is not going to work. Owen: What isn't? Gray: We're trying to determine, if we give Blue drugs, will she act any different? Owen, fairly alarmed: Can we give my raptor nothing instead? Zach: But...that's no fun?? Owen: I DON'T WANT HER TO DIE, ZACHARY!

*Silence* Zach, glaring at Owen: Excuse me? Owen, panicking: I mean Zach, Zach, definitely Zach! Gray: Too late. Zach: *starts violently gnawing on Owen* Owen: *Starts screaming hysterically*

Gray: No one calls Zach "Zachary" and lives. Not even our mom. Karen, from the other room: I told Zach "Clean your room, Zachary," and he about bit my arm off, too. Zach: *smiles innocently* Owen: *is now scared of Zach* I see.

This Is A Wild Game (Of Survival) (Escape Plan Pt. 2)

Third Person POV

Gray and Emma Mitchell had just escaped their older brother, Zach, and were running around exploring. "Look!" Emma pointed towards a beaten path and decided to follow it. Tiptoeing past bushes and other types of plants, they followed the trail and saw a camp of sorts. Emma pulled out a pocket map and hummed. "That's the raptors, according to the map." She folded it and slipped it into her pocket. "Let's get closer." "No, wait!" Gray yanked her back. "Raptors are really smart, Emma. And I don't think we can be here." "Why not?" Emma asked hotly. "They're dinosaurs, they're in a cage, Gray. Come on, quit being a sissy." She strolled forwards, and Gray sighed, catching up. "But wait! I saw a sign on the fence back there." He pointed back the way they'd come, but Emma wasn't listening. "So what, Gray. I wanna see the raptors. And then I promise we can go. Just...don't get us caught." She crept forwards, peering through bars. "Wow, look at them!"

Four raptors, at least six feet tall, were prowling the cage, hissing and growling at one another. "that one's blue." Gray pointed to the obvious Alpha female, a gorgeous raptor with blue streaks on each of her sides. "Wow...she's beautiful." "And dangerous." A voice spoke, and the kids turned, staring, at a man. He had short brown hair, green-blue eyes, and was dressed in a brown leather vest, a blue, long-sleeved shirt (though the sleeves were currently rolled up), and brown pants and boots coated in dust. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" He asked, stern but not mean. Gray gulped, "W-we're just looking at the raptors, we're sorry." Instead of answering, he stood next to them, watching the raptors. "They're smart, you're right about that. They'd tear you to pieces before you saw them coming. Listen, I want you to stay away from here, okay? If something goes wrong, you can't be here to see it, got that?" "What could go wrong? Aren't the fences meant to keep them in?" "Yeah, but like many animals--monkeys, elephants, the like--Raptors can open doors." The silence after those words was heavy. "Wow." Gray muttered, eyes wide. "What's your name?" Emma asked boldly, and the man smirked. "Owen Grady." "I'm Emma, this is Gray. Zach's our older brother." Owen frowned, a strange glint in his eyes. "I think I know you. Your aunt's looking for--"

Suddenly, there was a shout. "Code 19, Code 19!" People began to run along the catwalk, yelling incomprehensible codes and numbers. "What's happening?" Emma asked, moving closer to Gray, who whispered back, "I don't know." "Inside, now!" Owen shouted, pushing them to a little shack. "Stay in here for right now, okay? 'll be right back!" He shut the door and they heard him running off. "I'm scared," Emma whispered.

MEANWHILE...

"What do you mean you lost them, Zach?!" His aunt shouted down the line. "They ran off on me, so don't snap, okay?! I wasn't looking, I was on the phone with my Mom!" He shouted, earning a few looks from the others inside the Innovation Center. It was awfully echo-like in here....

Lowering his voice, he said, "Look, I can find them, I do know where they went." He shut his eyes tight, hoping his aunt believed his lie. "God, Zach, please bring them back," His aunt moaned, and before she hung up, he heard her say, "Karen's gonna kill me." Mom's going to be mad for sure, but she doesn't have to know, Zach told himself, starting a search. He asked several ride employees about his siblings, but most of them had 20,000 people to deal with and didn't remember just two kids. Which was, admittedly, fair, but it wasn't making things any easier.

Groaning, he moved on, arriving at the Gyrospheres. The employee, a kid not much older than Zach, with shaggy brown hair and, to be frank, a rather dumb look, was the winner. "Oh, yeah. they're about this tall?" He held his hands out, at different heights, which resembled Emma and Gray's exactly. When Zach asked where they went, the \boy shrugged, jerking his thumb to the hamster balls behind him. "One of these. Just jump in this one, okay?" He stopped a ball, ad Zach got in, and away he zoomed.

GRAY AND EMMA...

"Triceratops." Emma pointed, marking it down in her little notebook. She was keeping track of all the kinds of animals the park had. So far, she had a Triceratops herd, Stegosaurus herds, Apatosaurus herds, a T. Rex, the Velociraptor pack, a huge number of Procompsognathus (commonly just called Compies), a Dilophosaurus pack (just three of them), a Pterosaurs flock, and a Parasaurolophus (duck-billed) herd.

"Do you think there's some we haven't found?" Emma asked as gray steered them on. "Not sure. Look, another Pterosaur." The huge mammal swooped overhead, towards the water, and they watched it catch a huge fish. "Cool!" Emma crowed, jotting down the wing structure, the speed, the aerodynamics, the angles, and the way it caught the fish. "I'm gonna be the best paleontologist ever!" She yelled, her voice echoing around the ball.

"Hey, watch the volume," Gray teased, and she laughed. "Hey, go there." She suddenly pointed to a broken gate, and Gray hesitated. "It says Restricted, though."

And, true to his word, the broken gate had a black, red, and white sign that read RESTRICTED: NO ACCESS ALLOWED. ONLY AUTHROIZED EMPLOYEES!!

"It's alright, go." She gently tapped the steering stick forwards, and they sailed through the gate.

ZACH POV

This was insane.

I was no closer to catching my siblings, and apparently, from the frantic phone call Claire had tried to give me, there was a new dinosaur on the loose, a very, very dangerous one, and God, where the hell were they?!

I saw a broken gate and thought, what the hell. Appearing on the other side, I gasped, jerking the buckles off. The Gyrosphere, the only one there, had been knocked over so hard that little sparks were coming from the bottom, meaning it had no power. I raced forwards, seeing a giant, jagged tooth in the plastic. A dinosaur tooth.

No. Oh, no. I felt my knees crumple. Were they eaten, or did they escape? Screaming caught my attention. "Go away!" I heard Emma scream, and another shout. "He bit me!" Gray yelled, and I raced towards their voices, following it around a curve in the road. Dead ahead, two velociraptors were jumping, trying to get the kids. they were 25 feet up in a tree, screaming, kicking at the raptors to keep them away or possibly hurt them. "Astop it!" Gray wailed, kicking at another one. I had to do something!

"HEY!" I shouted, and the Raptors whirled, focused entirely on me. Okay...bad idea.

"Come on, come on!" I shouted, picking up a slightly-heavy rock and throwing it full-force at a raptor. It hit her in the shoulder and she shrieked, angry now, but she was hurt. "Stop it, stop it!" Emma screamed, and for some reason, the raptors froze, like they were robots attuned to sound and commands. They turned, looking at my sister. She had hopped off the tree and was flaring at the animals. "Leave my family alone!" She shouted. One of the raptors, a really pretty female with blue streaks, jerked her head like a wince, and the raptors turned and ran, gone in seconds. "Are you guys okay--are you nuts, even?!" I shouted, grabbing Emma and Gray's arms. "Ow, watch it!" Emma shouted and I turned, fast enough to drop gray's arm and clutch her shoulders . "no, you watch it. You're lucky you're not dead, Emma Jean." I snapped, and she gulped. I only used her middle name when she was absolutely fucked. "I had to call Aunt Claire to see if she'd seen you, and of course that got her asking, and I told her you ran off! If you two ever disappear again, I will not look for you again!" My voice echoed, and a flock of small birds whistled and took flight at the volume. The kids stared at me, and I sasw hurt in their eyes. I sighed, groaning into my hands. "I'm sorry. I was just scared, okay? I'm not mad." I pulled them to me, hugging them tightly. "I love you guys. I do. But you scared the shit out of me." "Sorry, Zach. But we wanted to explore. And..." She hesitated. "I told the raptors to leave, so we won't be eaten, at least." "Why do you think they listened to you?" Gray asked as we started walking back to the park. "I dunno. I told them to leave, and they looked at me, said okay, and left." "Wait, wait, wait, they said okay?" I asked, frowning.

Emma looked up at me. "Yeah, they agreed to stay away and left." Me and Gray shared a glance. "Okay." (Turns out, according to Dr. Wu, yeah, she could talk to Raptors. Great).

Run Away (J.W) (Pt. 1 of "Escape Plan")

Summary: Zach and Gray's sister, Emma, may have a special...connection, to say, to Owen's Raptors, and no one expected it.

Also, Emma and Gray run off, starting a little mini-series I called "Escape Plan."

Third Person POV "Emma, stay close," Zach Mitchell warned his little sister. "I will, stop worrying," She groaned, and Gray giggled, making Zach scowl. "I'm serious, I'm supposed to protect you, and I can't do that if you don't stay close." "Okay, Mom," Gray sassed, and Zach rolled his eyes.

They were at their aunt's theme park, Jurassic World, and it was amazing. Gray and Emma were both huge dinosaur nuts, so this was heaven to them, and a boring place full of screaming kids to Zach, but what the hell, he honestly enjoyed the Mosasaur show. It was cool, really, to see this 15-ton animal jump out of thew water adn eat a shark, which looked amazingly small compared to the beast of the sea. "Zach, come on!" Emma shouted as an intercom said slowly, "The next T. Rex feeding--"

"T. Rex feeding, come on!" Gray shouted as the woman finished with, "Parents please be aware, this show may be disturbing for smaller children." Great. If Zach wasn't worried about the kids' love for these creatures, he'd have to make Emma wait outside. She hated blood, gore, even a small scratch made her cry, and God help the poor bastard brave enough to stab her with a needle at a clinic (she'd bitten a nurse once, and that was quickly fixed every time that Zach held her down, kicking ad screaming).

The viewing area was shaped like a huge log, which made sense. The people needed to blend in, and it was a forest habitat. As they watched, a humming filled the air, and a small cage lifted from inside the floor of the enclosure. A guard threw a flare, which landed next to the goat. A shallow roar, more of a huge moan, echoed through the trees. A moment later, the beast emerged, and Gray and Emma smiled at each other. "Wicked," They chorused. Zach rolled his eyes as his phone began to ring.

The show was short but fun, and when Gray turned, Zach was still on the phone, presumably with their mother, since Zach always had that pinched, irritated look only for her. "Yes, Mom." Zach said, and Gray sighed, wishing Zach would be nicer. "Hey. Hey!" Emma poked his arm. "Let's skedaddle, before he sees us!" Gray blinked. "First off, no one uses that word anymore. Second off, shouldn't we wait? Zach said--" "Zach says a lot of things. Come on!" Emma grabbed her brother's hand and shot out of the log, giggling, and gray followed, leaving Zach behind--and completely unaware that his siblings were gone.

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Raptor Girl (Jurassic World)

Third P. POV

The Grady family was growing. First there was the parents, Owen and Claire. Then, there was Maisie, their adopted daughter, who was 16. Then Rose, their actual daughter, who'd inherited her mother's freckles and her father's blonde hair. Then Blue, a Velociraptor, and her daughter, Beta. that was it, as far as now.

Nothing ever really seemed...off about Rose. Nothing major, like a health issue, or a mental issue. Nothing physical, either, but from some hidden gene, she was able to talk to Blue and Beta, and when I say talk, I mean talk. She was one of them, because she spoke like one of them--even though she said human words, the Raptor pair understood her like she was a Raptor, too.

Claire and Owen have tried for many years to figure out what made her able to communicate with Blue and beta. Finally, Henry Wu admitted to something: when Claire was hurt, he'd put her under to fix her. But, due to a request from some higher-ups ,he'd placed a half-human, half-raptor child in her, as well. Owen was beyond pissed, and he had taken the situation at hand, basically sending Wu to the hospital, but there was nothing they could do, and Claire and Owen refused to give her up just because of what she was or how she came to be.

Her nickname was Raptor Girl. That's the name Ian Malcolm gave her, anyways, and it stuck. the only other thing she'd really respond to was her name. She spent most of her time outside, talking to the Raptors and running around with them. She didn't have their speed, but she had their eyesight, their senses, and their intelligent minds. Owen was proud of the daughter he'd been raising.

In turn, Maisie bragged about her sister, how she was really smart, but she never said anything, out of safety, about Rose's animal-talks. She knew that if someone were to hear, they would steal Rose in a heartbeat, and they'd never see her again.

Late one night, Rose was curled up in bed, Owen reading her a story, when she placed her small hand on the book, pushed it down, and said, "Papa?" "Yeah, hon?" He asked. His eyes were itchy from tiredness, but he swore to finish the book. They were almost done, and---

"Is Blue dying?" He blinked. If anything, that's not what he expected her to say. "Um...why do you ask, baby?" He shifted, getting more comfy, and Rose said, "She told me she's getting old. Does that mean she's gonna die?" She whispered, playing with the fringe on her blanket. Owen wasn't sure how to reply, so he kept it basic. "Yeah, she will, eventually. Nobody lives forever, honey. But even if she does go, she's always gonna be with us, remember?" "In our hearts and soul," Rose said, a teaching of her father. Owen smiled. "That's right. Let's finish this, okay?" "Okay, Papa." At the end, she was already asleep, so he tucked her in, turning off her light. "Night, Raptor Girl," he whispered, shutting her door. When he got to his and Claire's room, she frowned at the sad look on her husband's face. "What's wrong?" "she said Blue told her that..." He shook his head. "Blue said she was getting old. I think she's dying, hon, and I'm really scared right now." He sat on the bed, and Claire shut her book, carefully laying on Owen. "I'm so scared. She's always been with me, Claire. What am I gonna do without her?" He bit his lip, frowning deeply, and she sighed, moving closer. Her hand dipped under the collar of his shirt, rubbing idle circles on his chest. "You'll live. You know no one lives forever, you taught Rose that. But even if she's gone, she'll be with us, and we can take care of Beta if we have to." Owen chuckled. "Yeah...goodnight, hon." She smiled, already half-asleep. "Goodnight, Owen."

Father Malcolm

Summary: The OC, Jane, is Ian Malcolm's adopted daughter, like Kelly, and is being bullied. Her dad's angry and kind of (clearly) flips out a little.

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Third Person POV

Ian Malcolm used to only have one kid: a cute little Black girl named Kelly. Now, he had two: Kelly and Jane, a small Irish girl maybe a year or two older than Kelly, who was now 16. The reason Ian adopted her was because he used to know her great-grandfather, John Hammond, and hated to see that when he'd died, she'd go into the system. He adopted her right away, knowing John wouldn't want his great-granddaughter at risk in the system. Ian loved her, very much, and he wanted nothing more than to wrap her in Bubble Wrap and keep her from the world forever, just like Kelly.

The day his daughter told him a boy hit her, he flipped. Bad. I mean, Ian was all about protecting kids, the innocents who needed it, if he could help. But a boy? Putting hands on his daughter? The kid was as good as dead. Jane was severely upset, and she told him, "I didn't even do anything, he just doesn't like me!" "Ignore that, for now," Ian said, feeling the rage building in his blood like a pot on boil. he desperately wanted to find this kid and beat him, but he couldn't, because...well, because he as a minor, for one, and two, he didn't think going to jail would be very helpful right now. "Come here." He led her to the garage, where her old drum set was. "I've heard you practicing, can you play me something?" He asked, and jane nodded, smiling shyly. She took a seat and picked up the sticks. "Any requests?" She asked in her soft voice. "Something badass," Ian smirked.

She smiled, turning to a small digital laptop and pulling up a music loader, selecting a song. The tones of "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath began to play, and she started to go to town. She did amazing, Ian was proud of her. "good choice," He grinned when she was done. "Listen to me, Jane." He said when they got back inside. His daughter turned her bright green eyes on him. "Don't you ever let a boy hit you, okay? If he hits you again, you have my permission to kick his ass." She giggled, and he continued, "I want you to tell me something. Did he say anything to you?" "That you and Uncle Alan and Aunt Ellie didn't love me anymore, that's why I don't have a real family." I'm gonna fucking kill this little shit, Ian swore in his mind. Gritting his teeth, he said sharply, "Well, we do. And that is never going to change, got that?" She smiled, looking a little sleepy. "Yes, dad. I do." "Good." He kissed her forehead. "Go take a nap or something, you look tired." She mock-saluted him. "You're the doctor." Then she smirked slyly. "I mean, you're the chaotician." "Go!" He playfully shouted, and she laughed, running to her room and shutting the door. I'm going to protect her, I swear to God. I will give my life for you, Jane Malcolm, He told himself. And he would.

Protect Me? (Zach Mitchell)

Summary: Zach Mitchell and the reader, Y/N, have been best friends since childhood. When Zach takes her to Jurassic World, it's a game of survival.

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The day he met her, he fell in love. That's how Zach says he and Y/N met, but when Y/N herself is around, he says they met in the seventh grade, when she moved to Michigan from Alaska. She was used to the cold, it didn't bother her, and neither did the kids whispering how weird she was for still being obsessed with dinosaurs. She got along great with Gray, because they both knew things about Sauropods and long-necks and T-Rexes and Triceratops and this and that kind of dinosaur.

Over time, Zach started falling for her. At the time, he was still with Ashley, his now-ex, and he hated thinking that he was leading her on, even though he thought--no, knew--that he had no chance with Y/N. So, as friends, he invited her along to Jurassic World, their aunt's dinosaur theme park.

Time Skip

Zach, Gray, and Y/N got off of the boat docked at Isla Nublar. The hills and mountains spread around them like a green maze, and the wooden dock was warm from the sun. Y/N grinned, taking it in. She loved nature, it was her happy place. She liked to often sit near rivers or streams and draw them in motion, or listen to the rain and sleep, even if she got cold and a little wet. "It's so pretty here," She said, and Zach grinned, shaking his head. "You and nature, I swear." She giggled, and Zach blushed.

"Who's that?" Gray asked, pointing at a woman with black hair and dark shades covering her eyes. She was dressed in a power suit, a pale gray color that covered a white shirt. She had pale gold shoes on. In her slim hands, she held a sign: ZACH AND GRAY MITCHELL, Y/N L/N. "Let's find out," Y/N said softly.

Time Skip

"What the hell just happened?" Y/N choked on water as she swam to shore. Zach and her pulled Gray onto the mud, and Zach said, "We were almost eaten." He blew water from his nose in a short huff, and Gray said, "That's why Aunt Claire wanted us to come back. We should've gone back." He whimpered, and Y/N gently helped him up, shaking water from her hair. "Well, let's just get back to the park, okay?"

They wandered around for a long time and found a set of doors covered in vines and moss. "The old park!" Y/N cried happily, running up the steps slick with moss. "Careful, careful." Zach scolded as she ran inside. It was a disaster, but it was beautiful, like an old castle left in ruins. She could see the beauty where everything must've been. "They built over it," Gray frowned, touching a wall with painted Velociraptors on it. "Makes sense, they didn't exactly tell anyone this happened." Zach muttered, picking up a banner. He turned to Gray. "Still got those matches?" Gray opened his "dork pouch" and took them out, handing them to Zach, who lit the banner like a torch. "Come on." He said, and they followed.

They had just entered the old Visitor's Center when a large, scaly foot slammed down and crushed a leaf-covered statue. "Run!" Zach yelled, and they bolted. Y/N tried keeping up but didn't see a large vine and root entangled together on the floor and tripped, flying forwards. "Ow!" She yelped, and the dinosaur, the one that tried to eat them on the waterfall, snarled and started leaning down. She froze, but knew that this thing didn't see like the T-Rex; it went off thermal radiation, not sight. Suddenly, the thing howled, and she saw Gray jamming a huge stick in the dinosaur's leg, making it scream and roar in pain. "Come on!" Zach was yanking her to her feet, and as they passed, they grabbed Gray. Making it into a garage, they saw a gasoline Jeep. Pausing, they waited to hear the dinosaur's loud steps. After a moment, they heard them, stomping away. "He's leaving," Gray whispered. Zach adn Y/N weren't listening. He was holding her close, breathing deeply to calm himself. "Are you okay?" He asked, face inches from hers. She nodded, breathless. "Yes." For a moment, they stared at each other. "Jesus, just kiss her." Gray snapped, moving to the Jeep.

Zach grinned, kissing Y/N, and she kissed back, feeling safe. "I...I love you," She whispered, and he blushed, a small smile on his face. "I love you more."