Vasiliev

San Diego, California May 30th, 1997
It was late in the night, when two University students, Vsevolod Vasiliev and Zhong Jiayi were making out in the back seat of a Honda Accord. It was also the moment when several people came running out, one even tapping on the windshield and yelling “Gojira!”
“What?” young Vsevolod said, getting up. He started the Honda, and drove to where everyone was running from.
This turned out to be a big mistake once he saw an enormous tyrannosaurus heading his way.
Vsevolod screamed, and tried to reverse, only to crash into a street light pole. 
The Buck charged towards them. Panicking, Zhong made a massive mistake, and ran out of the car. She slipped, and was devoured by the Tyrannosaurus Rex right in front of Vsevolod’s own eyes.
New York City, United States of America, October 13th, 2007
Ten years later, Vsevolod stood, drinking himself half blind. Shortly after Zhong’s death, he had been notified by his brother that the entire family would be coming to visit him. Only for the plane to crash.
While Vsevolod had inherited all of the family wealth, he had burnt through a majority of it due to alcohol and gambling.
That day, he once again stood devouring a bottle of beer, when he was approached by Lewis Dodgson.
“Now, now, now” Dodgson said. “You look like you could do better.”
“Go away” Vsevolod told him.
Lewis Dodgson frowned. He had begged BioSyn CEO Jeff Roister to allow him to organize an expedition to Isla Sorna, and Roister had finally cave it, but refused to fund it. Dodgson planned on recruiting people that were wasting away instead of actual mercenaries.
“Tell me, how would you like to capture some dinosaurs?” Dodgson asked.
Vsevolod looked at Dodgson. “I’m listening” he said.
Later that evening, BioSyn Facility, New York City
Vsevolod Vasiliev followed Lewis Dodgson into the facility, and was escorted into a rifle range.
“Practise” Dodgson said, handing Vsevolod a gun and leaving.
Vsevolod stared at the two targets. They were nothing more than leopard statues.
Vsevolod yawned, as he shot the statues.
“So, you’re the mercenary recruit?” a man asked Vsevolod from behind. Vsevolod got up, and shook his hand.
“Jeff Roister. CEO of BioSyn” the man said.
“You’ll be going with Howard King, George Baselton, two BioSyn officials, as well as archeologist Morwen Davies and three other mercenaries, Page Larson, Edgar Alvarez and Colin May.” Jeff said.
“Understood” Vsevolod said.
“Good luck kid. I’m hoping it wasn’t a mistake giving Dodgson another chance.”
Isla Sorna, 19th of October, 2007
Vsevolod Vasiliev stood, eagerly, at the shore of Isla Sorna. He held an air rifle in his hands. Like a child and his Christmas presents, Vsevolod kept examining the air rifle.
The others were there as well, and Baselton had become the de Facto leader. Jeff Roister and Lewis Dodgson had also arrived to see them off, but were now heading back in the helicopter, which was now just a black dot in the evening sky.
“Let’s hope they succeed, Dodgson.”
“Should they fail, the dinosaurs will get them.” Lewis Dodgson said.
There was something at the bush. Howard King pointed a pistol at the bush.
“Relax, it’s just a swine” Page said. She picked up a stone and threw it at the bush, causing a Collared Peccary to shoot out of the bush, grunting.
“What did I tell you? Just a swine” she said, before putting her tranquilizer gun on the ground, and taking out an air rifle.
“What are you doing?” Vsevolod asked.
“That is some potential bait” Page said, sneaking after the Peccary. “For the carnivores. And food for us.”
Page ran after the pig. “Ya’ll coming?” she stopped to ask, before chasing after it. The rest of the group followed her.
The peccary bolted through the bushes, leading them towards a juvenile Ceratosaurus.
“Just a juvenile” Morwen said. “Ceratosaurus nasicornus. Medium sized carnivore.”
“BioSyn will like this one then” George Baselton said, yelling at the Ceratosaurus. The Ceratosaurus roared back, before playfully charging at Baselton.
“Baselton, I would advice that you-“ Morwen began.
“Shut up” Baselton said, grabbing the Ceratosaurus by the nasal horn and thrusting his hand into its mouth, scooping out its saliva using a testing tube. Baselton threw the testing tube towards Page, who grabbed it.
“See?” Baselton grinned. “Nothing-“
Just at that moment the juvenile Ceratosaurus decided to attack, biting hard onto Baselton’s left arm. George Baselton screaming, and grabbed his pistol. Continuing to scream, he shot the Ceratosaurus in the chest, causing it to fall down, dead.
George Baselton slowly got up. “Maybe cut this one as bait?” he shrugged.
“You idiot!” Morwen hissed, when suddenly the jungle behind them erupted with roars, and two adult Ceratosaurus emerged, roaring. The male lunged at Morwen, ripping him apart, while the female chased after the others.
Vsevolod Vasiliev ran after the others, not daring to look back. They all reached a shed, where they sat, panting.
“Water!” Page gasped.
“Where’s King?” Baselton asked. He put down his gun and took out a water bottle, and handed it over to Page. He handed water bottles around.
Vsevolod shook his head. “Must have been caught.” He said.
Howard King was not too far off. He had run in a separate direction, and had gotten lost. He was at a creak.
A herd of Ankylosaurus was there, waddling in the water, blowing water out of their nostrils and drinking the water. One looked at Howard and grunted, but the rest ignored him.
Howard King scowled. Why, oh, why did he have to come to this beastly place. He glared , noticing at a pack of Velociraptors not far off. Surely they wouldn’t dare to come close.
King noticed the Velociraptors slowly heading his way. He tried to move into the Ankylosaurus herd, but they just bellowed at him. King ran fast as he could, now knowing that he didn’t have the protection of the Ankylosaurs.
Moguera lead her pack. Her scouts followed her, darting after the human.
Howard King felt his pockets. His pistol seemed to have fallen off somewhere. All there was was a bar of chocolate.
“How’s Willy Wonka gonna save me?” he cried, running towards the long grass. He tripped, and collapsed on the ground. Howard King examined what had made him fall. It was a half-buried human. It made him shudder just looking at it.
Howard King got up, only to fall once more. The Velociraptors were here, and Moguera, who had pounced onto him, bit hard at his shoulder. Howard King slapped her face with the chocolate bar, hoping to catch her attention.
It did.
He threw the chocolate bar. Moguera darted after it.
“Thanks, Wonka” Howard King chuckled.
Only for a second raptor to charge from the side, slicing him in the belly with its sickle claw.
Howard King’s screams could be heard by the rest of his team.
“That was Howard!” Vsevolod yelled. “Come on!”
Page grabbed him by the arm, and shook her head. “It’s too late, Vasiliev” she said.
Baselton screamed, pointing. A pair of Chameleon Carnotaurus stood, staring back at them.
Vsevolod Vasiliev turned to grab his rifle, but only managed to grab the bag of test tubes, as one Chameleon Carnotaurus charged after them, grabbing Colin May and thrusting him in the air.
It was at this moment that the female Ceratosaurus arrived.
“It’s Marie!” Baselton screamed in delight.
“Who?” Vsevolod asked.
“Marie, the female Ceratosaurus. Her mate is Napoleon” Baselton said. Vsevolod stopped to watch as the female Ceratosaurus charged towards them, only to be gored by the Carnotaurus pair.
Marie fell on to the ground.
Vsevolod sighed, joining the rest of the group. Napoleon’s roars echoed across the jungle.
“He’s out, looking for her.” Baselton said. “And looking for us.”
“We left the guns back at the shed” Vsevolod said. “Now what do we do?”
“What is there to do?” Page asked. “Dodgson is returning in a few days. We’ll have to wait for him. That is all there is to do. And maybe try to get some DNA.”
“Page is right” Baselton said, wiping the sweat off of his brow. He lead them far from Ceratosaurus territory, where they passed through the long grass, and in the distance saw Moguera chewing on a bone.
“I think that is King” Vsevolod said, pointing at the blood stained cloth on the ground. Moguera licked the bone, before dashing off and rejoining her pack.
“Quick!” Vsevolod said, running towards the bone on the ground, and collecting the saliva with a test tube. Vsevolod dropped the test tube, as he led the group deep into the jungle.
It was starting to get dark.
“There!” Vsevolod pointed at a Tyrannosaurus Rex nest. Seeing the Tyrannosaur chicks invoked some ancient memories. “T. Rexes…” Vsevolod resisted the urge to kill the three chicks with a rock. Had he known if these were the grandchildren of the same Tyrannosaurus that had eaten his girlfriend, he would have definitely killed them.
But that didn’t mean that he would be nice to them.
Vsevolod scowled, as he walked into the Rex nest. Sleeping side by side were two females, and one male. One male that would later be known as Chomper, and his sisters, Havoc and Little Eatie. 
Vsevolod pulled out a pocket knife and stabbed Chomper with it. Chomper shrieked in pain, and Vsevolod began to collect the blood with a test tube.
“You idiot!” Baselton hissed at him. “These chicks are probably a month old. You’ll have the parents down here if you keep doing that.”
With a test tube full of blood, Vsevolod got up. “I have bad experience with male Rexes.”
“No excuse!” Baselton hissed. Vsevolod climbed out of the nest, while Baselton stood, stabbing the three with tranquilizers. “Dodgson will be happy with it. You guys go ahead.”
Page and Edgar left, while Vsevolod stayed, chewing on a bar of chocolate. He hadn’t gone this long without taking a shot of whiskey, and it was driving him crazy.
It was at this moment that the parents of the three Tyrannosaurs emerged, returning from a hunt. They roared, unleashing their wrath, having seen their chicks unconscious.
“Don’t move!” Baselton said, holding his hand out at Vsevolod. “T. Rex can’t see if you if you don’t move.”
They could, and they were furious to see a human in their nest.
The mother of the chicks, Big Eatie, lunged, tearing out Baselton’s arm.
Junior, the father of the chicks grabbed Baselton, shaking him rapidly.
Soon enough, Baselton stopped screaming.
By this time, Vsevolod had run as fast as he could, and regrouped with Edgar and Page.
“W..where’s Baselton?” Edgar asked, speaking for the first time.
“He didn’t make it” Vsevolod said.
“What do you mean he didn’t make it?” Page asked.
“I said he didn’t f*cking make it” Vsevolod snapped. Edgar put his arm around Vsevolod. “Calm down kid” he said.
“Excuse me?” Vsevolod asked.
“What happened to Baselton?” Page asked.
“Eaten by the parents” Vsevolod said.
Page sat down. Edgar sat down beside her, and hugged her.
Vsevolod spent that night up a tree, alongside Edgar and Page. Edgar and Page seemingly had no problem falling asleep. Vsevolod did. How, he wondered, could anyone sleep peaceful in this island of doom? In this isle of no hope?
Napoleon’s late night visit didn’t help.
When Vsevolod was almost dozing off, the male Ceratosaurus , having followed their tracks, arrived near the tree, and charged at it. Unable to overturn the tree, Napoleon roared. Edgar and Page woke up to see what the commotion was, and seeing the male Ceratosaurus was enough for both of them to scream, alerting the Ceratosaurus. Unable to reach his prey, Napoleon continued to bite at the air. Napoleon roared, before leaving.
20th of October, 2007
Vsevolod jumped down from the tree. He felt hungry, which was annoying.
“Ahoy!” he heard Edgar yell. “Jackpot!”
Edgar was showing a kill site, not too far off. “If we can get there before the dinosaurs, we could collect some DNA. Herbivore DNA.”
Vsevolod shrugged at hearing this. He found some Ankylosaurus scale sheddings on the ground, as well as a Stegosaurus plate. That would be plenty. But Edgar and Page were adamant. Edgar bravely suggested that he should keep a lookout, and Page offered herself.
Vsevolod would have be the one to visit the carcasses.
“Good luck, Kiddo!” Edgar and Page said, climbing up a tree when they were close enough to the kill site.
Vsevolod sighed, and walked into the kill site.
There were three carcasses in total, each in different stages of decay. The first carcass was almost fresh, and belonged to a Gallimimus.
Holding his breath, Vsevolod tore off some flesh off the Gallimimus carcass, and placed it inside a test tube. He turned his attention to the next carcass.
This was a Parasaurolophus carcass, barely recognizable, had it not been for the skull. Rancid juices oozed out of the vile flesh as Vsevolod tore off some flesh. Vsevolod nearly vomited. He turned towards the third carcass.
Flies swarmed across the carcass. From the dome, Vsevolod knew that it was a Pachycephalasaurus.
“Good lord” Vsevolod said, tearing the carrion off. Page would label each test tube, stating which species the fragments belonged to. Vsevolod wiped his hands on his jacket.
That moment, he heard a snarl.
Without wasting a moment, Vsevolod shot up the nearest tree, and stared in the distance.
He could see Moguera, and her second in command, Figueira, a younger female Velociraptor.
The two Velociraptors darted towards where Vsevolod stood a few seconds ago, and leapt in the air, attempting to bite him.
Vsevolod leaned against the branches, panting. The two Velociraptors snarled, and began to hiss and spit at the air. Vsevolod looked through the tree line, and could catch a glimpse of Edgar and Page’s face.
Vsevolod stared down. Moguera and Figueira began to circle him, snarling.
Moguera hissed once again, and began to bark, loudly.
Vsevolod was now horrified.
She was calling the rest of her pack.
But then, just like that, Moguera and Figueira ran off.
Vsevolod Vasiliev jumped off the tree, after waiting for a while. He ran and regrouped with Page and Edgar.
“Good job, kiddo” Edgar said, giving Vsevolod a friendly punch. “You’re a survivor.”
“Those dinosaurs” Vsevolod said. “They are up to something. And once we figure out what that is, it’ll be too late.”
“Let’s get out of their territory then. Dodgson’s helicopter comes tomorrow” Edgar said. He held Page’s hand.
Vsevolod nodded. He led the group far away from the Velociraptor territory.
The three of them heard a bellow not too far off.
“Stop!” Vsevolod said. “Something’s out there.” He leapt into a bush, and peeped through the leaves.
A herd of Triceratops was passing by.
“More DNA” Vsevolod said. “More money.”
“Vas, I think we’ve got enough” Page said.
Vsevolod ignored her, and made his way towards a baby Triceratops that had headed out of the safety of the herd. He practically pounced on the baby, stabbing her with a syringe.
The baby bellowed in pain.
Having collected a small amount of blood, Vsevolod rolled off and ran towards the nearest tree, and climbed it. Edgar and Page were already there.
“You idiot!” Edgar scowled. “Look what you did.”
Vsevolod turned to see the alpha Triceratops charging towards the tree.
She knocked her self on the tree, and managed to push the tree, breaking the tree trunk.
Vsevolod, Edgar and Page were thrown off. They managed to get up, only to see the alpha charging their way.
“Run you idiots!” Vsevolod yelled, turning back and running without looking back. Edgar and Page followed.
The alpha Triceratops blew air out of her nostrils, as she bellowed and continued to charge after the three fleeing humans.
The bulky Triceratops wasn’t fast enough to catch up, but it was still close.
The chase continued, until the three of them couldn’t run anymore.
“I think we lost her” Page said, panting.
This was true, the alpha Triceratops was nowhere to be seen anymore, but none of the three mercenaries had noticed it.
Vsevolod slowly made his way past Edgar and Page, but signaled them to come. He led them to a waterhole, where he collapsed and began to sip the water. Edgar and Page soon joined.
“Holy-“ Edgar suddenly yelled, pointing at the otherside of the watering hole. Napoleon sat there, fast asleep.
“Slowly get out of here” Page whispered.
At that very moment, the alpha Triceratops burst out of the tree line, bellowing. This woke Napoleon, who roared, and charged at the alpha Triceratops.
The two dinosaurs began to fight, with Napoleon dodging the alpha’s horns, and at one moment pouncing on the back of the Triceratops. The alpha Triceratops managed to topple Napoleon over with her horns, and bellowed. Napoleon hissed submissively at the Triceratops, before running off.
The alpha Triceratops blew air out of her nostrils, and looked for the three mercenaries. But they had long since fled.
Vsevolod ran towards the abandoned InGen town, and leapt onto a trunk, climbing to the roof. He helped Edgar and Page.
“That wasn’t so pretty, now was it?” Edgar said, trying to lighten the mood.
“It’s about to get worse” Page said, pointing at the entrance of the town.
Moguera and Figueira had arrived, and brought more scouts with them.
Alongside them was Moguera’s brother Adam.
Adam’s mate Eve.
Followed by their sons, Cain, Abel and Seth.
Cain hissed, growling at Abel.
Moguera barked, silencing her nephews. She then focused her attention towards the three people.
The Velociraptors charged, and Figueira pounced to the top of the truck.
Edgar looked at Vsevolod and Page. “You two escape!” Edgar yelled, before he jumped onto Figueira, causing her to fall off the truck alongside him. Figueira’s packmates rushed to save her, and began to tear into Edgar.
Vsevolod and Page ran in the direction they came from, before they saw the overarching figure of Napoleon, who bellowed at them, grabbing Page, and tearing her into shreds. Page screamed as her blood splattered across Vsevolod’s face. Vsevolod continued to run away from Napoleon, changing his direction back to the abandoned town. He found a rusty bicycle.
Vsevolod climbed the bicycle. It was still ridable. He turned to the side, and saw Figueira, with her jaw soaked in blood, heading his way. Vsevolod rode on, peddling faster and faster.
This triggered Figueira’s hunting instincts, and she dashed after him. She barked, calling the rest of the scouts, who followed her, leaving Edgar’s corpse.
Vsevolod knew that the bicycle was no way fast enough to out run Velociraptors. He swerved into a cliff, and went crashing down with the rusty bicycle, into another watering hole.
Vsevolod leapt out of the murky water, taking a deep breath. He looked above him, and saw the Velociraptors on the cliff’s edge, watching him.
The bicycle had sunk deep into the murky water. Vsevolod looked around, and saw a caiman heading his way. He dove under the water, and began to swim.
At that very moment, Figueira dove into the water, and was followed by Moguera and her packmates. The spectacled caiman grabbed Figueira with its jaws, but Figueira fought back, ripping the hide of the caiman.
Vsevolod climbed out of the water, soaking wet, and still holding the bag with the test tubes containing the dinosaur DNA.
Vsevolod Vasiliev wandered around in the jungles of Isla Sorna, looking for shelter. He came across a herd of Corythosaurus and Parasaurolophus, and sat down, watching them grazing. He was tired. And it was getting dark. Despite knowing that it was Raptor territory, Vsevolod walked into the abandoned InGen town, and walked into Hammond’s bungalow. Vsevolod yawned as he climbed onto John Hammond’s long abandoned bed. The bed creaked under his weight, but Vsevolod dozed off.
21st of October, 2007
Vsevolod Vasiliev woke up the next day. He ran out into the balcony, and looked at the sky. There was no sign of a helicopter yet. Vsevolod looked below from the balcony, and caught the glimpse of a tail.
Vsevolod looked around, and saw the Velociraptor pack in a distance. He could see that they had noticed him. What he didn’t understand was why none of them were making their way towards him.
Then it dawned on him. He was in something else’s hunting ground.
From the far corners, he saw Cain and Abel at the outskirts of the Dilophosaurus territory. They charged in, and were heading his way.
Vsevolod remembered that he had locked the door, and took a breath of relief. He smiled as the two Velociraptors hissed at him from below. What ever was here before had gone.
Cain snarled, before charging, and smashing the door. He began to bark.
Vsevolod rushed and hid under the stairs, with the bag of dinosaur fragments clutched.
Abel began to sniff around, tracking down Vsevolod. He snarled, displaying his threatening size.
Cain arrived besides Abel, and hissed at Vsevolod, who stood frozen, too afraid to move. Abel snapped at Cain, who pounced on Abel.
The two began to fight there.
Seeing his chance, Vsevolod darted out, heading out of Hammond’s bungalow. And just then, Moguera pounced right in front of him, and hissed. Vsevolod slowly moved backwords. The rest of Moguera’s packmates joined her, and she began to hiss, but not at Vsevolod.
Vsevolod then heard a hiss from behind, and looked back, to see a pack of Dilophosaurus.
Displaying their frills, the Dilophosaurus pack charged towards the Velociraptors. Moguera pounced onto a Dilophosaurus, grabbing it by the neck and pounding it on the ground. Adam began to claw another Dilophosaurus, as the two tumbled on the ground. A third Dilophosaurus spat its venom onto Eve and Seth, while Vsevolod darted out.
This caught the attention of the Dilophosaurus pack and the Velociraptors. Moguera, Figueira and Adam shot after Vsevolod, and were soon followed by the Dilophosaurus pack. Unaware of the dinosaurs that were after him, Vsevolod jumped into the foliage, and ran onto a rotten carcass. A scavenger stood, consuming what was left of it, before raising its head and roaring.
It was Napoleon.
Napoleon abandoned the carcass, and chased after Vsevolod, who scuttled away into the treeline, only to come running back, having come across the alpha Triceratops. He tried to out run it, but slipped and fell as he came across Napoleon again. The Dilophosaurus pack and Velociraptors surrounded him, snarling at each other.
Vsevolod sat on the ground, ready for it all to happen, when he heard a helicopter.
The helicopter’s noise had also attracted the attention of all the dinosaurs, and was heading low, chasing after a dinosaur in the hopes of getting some of its DNA samples.
This was Sobk the Spinosaurus, who burst out of the jungle, scarring off the Velociraptors and Dilophosauruses. The alpha Triceratops bellowed, but bolted away once Sobk roared.
Sobk stood, a magnificent figure, causing Napoleon to whimper, and bolt off as well. Sobk roared again, before rushing away again. The helicopter pilot, noticing Vsevolod, landed close by. Jeff Roister, Lewis Dodgson and several mercenaries got out.
“The others?” Dodgson asked. Vsevolod shook his head.
“The DNA?” Dodgson asked again, and Vsevolod handed him the bag.
“The money?” Vsevolod asked.
“Now comes the part where I double cross you” Dodgson said. “Look, I’ve had you guys put as dinosaur poachers, but under false names. Damian Figurado, you are under arrest.”
“What?” Vsevolod jumped up, but two mercenaries grabbed him tight, while Dodgson smirked. Vsevolod scowered around the jungle, noticing the Velociraptors. It reminded him of William Blake’s poem, Tyger, Tyger, Burning Bright.
Vsevolod began to chant.
Raptor Raptor, burning bright, 
In the forests of the night; 
What immortal hand or eye, 
Could frame thy fearful symmetry? 
In what distant deeps or skies. 
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire? 
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet? 
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp? 
When the stars threw down their spears 
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee? 
Raptor Raptor burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Dodgson looked around, confused. “This man is crazy.” He said.
“Go home, take out your laptop and open a word document. Write down that sentence, and print the document. The take that paper, and fold it six times and poke it up your arse!” Vsevolod spluttered.
“Nice!” Jeff Roister said, laughing.
“This stands for you as well!” Vsevolod practically snarled.
“Poor fellow” Jeff Roister said. “Do you know the founder of BioSyn?”
Vsevolod didn’t answer.
“His name was William Steingarten. Or as we called him, Bill Steingarten. Let’s call him Billy. So, Billy was the CEO. I wanted to become CEO” Jeff Roister began to laugh. “So you know what I did? I took him on an expedition to Isla Sorna, and once he had gotten out, I flew out. You should have seen his face. The expression, full of betrayal. And then I saw, Velociraptors. The ones you just gave that poem about. They mauled him, ripping him into pieces. I saw his intestines all over the place.”
“Just something to think about” Dodgson said.
“Sir!” a mercenary yelled, as Figueira pounced onto him, ripping out his throat.
Jeff Roister began to run, with everyone behind him. As Vsevolod climbed up the helicopter, he looked at Isla Sorna for what he thought was the last time. Napoleon emerged out of the tree line, scarring away Moguera and Adam. Figueira snarled, leaping onto his throat, only for Napoleon to pound his neck onto the ground, causing Figueira to lose her grip. Napoleon then grabbed her and threw her away, before charging towards the helicopter.
“Start the chopper!” Dodgson yelled.
The pilot flew the helicopter, leaving Napoleon to roar at the still open door.
“Who are the owners of all this DNA?” Dodgson yelled, holding up the test tube containing Velociraptor drool.
“That’s Velociraptor” Vsevolod said.
“So it is” Dodgson said. “You should have labeled it.” He held the test tube, looking at the drool. Vsevolod scowled. If he wasn’t getting paid, they weren’t getting the benefits. There were mercenaries here. They wouldn’t kill him.
Vsevolod grabbed the bag containing the rest of the DNA, and flung it off the helicopter, and watched it fall into the sea.
26th of October, 2007, Solovetsky Island, Siberian Russia
Vsevolod Vasiliev, or rather, Damian Figurado, was admitted into the prison. He walked into his cell with the sole promise that he would escape. His ambition, his goals, they would all be to escape.
As it appeared, Vsevolod would be escaping that very day.
A criminal, who had been killing victims using Hydrochloric acid, had been arrested and taken to the same prison as he was. Several large tanks containing Hydrochloric acid were kept near the prison walls, guarded. And Vsevolod learned that there was a block of Sodium in the store room. That very night, Vsevolod sneaked into the store room, wearing gloves. He opened a large crate labeled Sodium, and wondered what kind of criminal this had been confiscated from.
The block of Sodium was drowned in a pool of Kerosene oil. Grabbing hold of the block of Sodium, Vsevolod hurried in the dark, and headed to where the glass tanks of hydrochloric acid was kept, heavily guarded.
“Oi! No prisoners here!” a guard yelled. Vsevolod ignored him, running towards him and throwing the block of sodium into a tank closes to the wall, and running back. The reaction was highly explosive, killing all of the guards and demolishing the wall. Acid flew into the sky, and Vsevolod rushed inside to take cover. Seeing that the explosion was over, Vsevolod rushed and walked out of the wall. He looked around, seeing that he was at a cliff’s edge, hanging over a desolate wasteland. Leaning against the wall, he navigated towards the helipad. There was one guard over there, watching a YouTube video on his phone. Vsevolod clenched his fists, and punched the man, before grabbing him and tossing him over the cliff. Vsevolod walked into the helicopter, and noticed a cargo of rocket launchers. That would come in handy, later. Vsevolod had learnt to pilot a helicopter, long time ago, when he was just a boy. The helicopter began to hover over the sky, when Vsevolod watched several guards head his way.
He fired a rocket launcher their way, killing them all. But Vsevolod wasn’t done yet. He flew towards the prison. He’d need some way to imply that Damian Figurado died. Grabbing the remaining rocket launchers, he fired at the prisoners and remaining guard.
Satisfied with the carnage, Vsevolod flew off into the horizon. He took a moment to realize, that after a long time, he was back in his homeland.
“Probably for the last time” Vsevolod told himself, flying into the distance.
Arica, Chile, January 14th, 2012
Four years had passed since Vsevolod had escaped from jail. Almost five, to be correct. Vsevolod had taken a job as a mercenary. Vsevolod stood in his front porch, emptying a bottle of whiskey, when he saw someone at his gate.
The man was in his mid 30s. He held out his hand.
“Jayendra Mukherjee, Cryptozoologist, Xoblar Genetics” he said.
“I don’t shake hands” Vsevolod told him. “What do you want.”
“We are a company that sets on creating medicine. And we’ve needed a few enzymes that can be extracted from plants that grow in Costa Rica. The problem is, the plants are almost extinct, with the last of them being found in the five deaths.”
“Bloody hell” Vsevolod said.
“You are P.V.M. Vasiliev, right? Mercenary?” Jayendra asked. Vsevolod nodded.
“We learnt that BioSyn-“
“BioSyn?”
“Yes, BioSyn.”
“Now we are talking.”
“Okay, so BioSyn have taken a few specimens to grow in their greenhouse, which is located at their facility in the Gobi Desert.”
“What? Who’d take that place for planting?” Vsevolod asked.
“Through the black market, I found out that they are having an illegal dinosaur zoo of sorts there. And on the 26th, they are having an open day. Would you be willing to go, and steal some seeds? Name your price.”
“I’ll do it for free” Vsevolod said, seeing a way to get back at Dodgson.
“Okay…” Jayendra said, confused. “Good. The plants are in Greenhouse R.”
BioSyn facility, Gobi Desert, Mongolia, 26th of January, 2012
Vsevolod arrived, and looked around the place. It was an absolutely massive building.
“So they couldn’t pay me, but they could afford this?” Vsevolod said through gritted teeth. He wandered around the hallways, which were unnecessarily massive, and looked at an enclosure titled Segnosaurus. 
Vsevolod looked at the enclosure. While there was an artificial background, he had to agree that the enclosure was in no way big enough for a creature of that side. He ignored the creature, moving past the cages and heading towards Greenhouse R, and collecting several seeds.
“Well that was easier than I thought” Vsevolod said to himself, and headed back into the halls, ready to leave, when he noticed Jeff Roister among the crowd.
“An eye for an eye” Vsevolod thought. He decided look around the exhibits.
He saw a Fukiraptor enclosure, consisting of three individuals.
“The Fukiraptors we’ve created consist of a unique behavior. These megaraptors bite their prey, and a toxin in their saliva caused the prey animal to go unconscious” an educator said. “After that, they will create an injury and suck the blood of the animal. Most of the time, the animal will survive, but sometimes we’ve have animals die of blood loss. We will now show you how.”
 
The educator released a goat into the cage. Vsevolod remembered passing compounds teaming up with goats, chickens and pigs. Even the greenhouses had been packed to the brim with plants. The goat charged, before a Fukiraptor pounced onto it, biting it, before releasing it. The goat resumed running around, before collapsing. One Fukiraptor then bit the goat in the leg and began to sip its blood.
Vsevolod decided to look further around. He saw a pair of Gigantoraptors, both fast asleep. They looked depressed, Vsevolod thought.
The next animal shocked him. It was a pale scarred Ceratosaurus, with its back turned to the crowd. Vsevolod recognized the individual.
It was Napoleon.
Opposite Napoleon stood the alpha Triceratops from Isla Sorna. Vsevolod looked at Napoleon.
“So they organized another expedition to Sorna, eh? Wonder how many that got killed.” Vsevolod whispered to Napoleon, but got no response.
Vsevolod passed through the cages. He needed to know exactly how many dinosaurs were here. Seeing a group of people taking photos of something with their phones, he headed their way, and saw the sign.
“Utahraptors” Vsevolod said.
“They have both being named. The big one is Atrocious, and the smaller one is Yukon” an educator told him.
Vsevolod looked at the educator. If everything went according to plan, this BioSyn employ would die today. A necessary sacrifice.
Joseph Stalin once said, “a single death is a tragedy, a million deaths are a statistic” Vsevolod thought. Still, he couldn’t help feeling sorry for the man.
Vsevolod continued to wander down through the hall, and came across a pool. It was way too small for the emaciated Prognathodon it contained, and the water was extremely dirty and showed signs of Eutrophication.
Sighing, Vsevolod continued down the hall, noting the Megalosaurus, Muttaburrasaurus, Panthera atrox and Panthera spelaea.
“Jeff, revenge will be sweet” Vsevolod said, looking at the Tyrannosaurus mcraensis. This caught him by surprise. The board said that Tyrannosaurus mcraeensis was a side-branch in the species' evolution, rather than a direct ancestor of T. rex. A large female stood in the enclosure, also asleep.
But this new Tyrannosaurid whose existence he had just learnt about wasn’t the only dinosaur. Created out of the DNA retrieved by Vsevolod, the only DNA that Dodgson had managed to keep, were Velociraptors. Vsevolod noted five different species had been created, all consisting of packs of teenagers.
He looked at the board.
CYAN: These Velociraptors are the only pack that have male alphas. They also have the ability to camouflage.
SVALBARD: These individuals are Hermaphrodites, and are able to survive without water for a long time.
MANGROVE: These individuals prefer to eat their prey while it is still alive. They have a poisonous saliva that will immobilize their prey.
SONORAN: These Velociraptors are able to electrocute their prey.
LIMPOPO: These Velociraptors have claws and fangs that contain venom and a paralyzing toxin that can immobilize their prey, as well as spray boiling stomach acid. They are notoriously aggressive. 
“What have I done?” Vsevolod asked himself. He looked at the Velociraptors, that were growling and snarling at each other.
Vsevolod headed into the control room, where several guards stood.
The air in the control room hummed with the low murmur of machinery, punctuated by the occasional beep of monitors tracking the enclosures housing the dinosaurs and other prehistoric animals. The entire facility could be controlled here, including the gates. Vsevolod looked at the camera footage, noting the people that were in the facility. It hadn’t had much to offer, so most had already left. Vsevolod walked briskly into the nerve center of the facility. The guards, clad in tactical gear, eyed him with suspicion as he approached the control panel.
“Guests aren’t allowed in here” a guard told him, frowning.
"Morning, gentlemen. Just a routine check on the system. Maintenance has been having some issues lately," Vsevolod stated, his voice steady and devoid of any trace of deception. The guards exchanged glances, uncertainty etched on their faces, but the mention of maintenance seemed to momentarily allay their suspicions.
“What kind of issues?” one guard demanded.
"Ah, you know how it is with these systems. Glitches, malfunctions, the whole shebang. I've been sent to run a diagnostic, make sure everything is shipshape. You wouldn't want those dinosaurs getting restless, now would you?” Vsevolod replied.
The guards exchanged uneasy glances, their focus shifting to the massive screens displaying the various enclosures housing the prehistoric inhabitants. Vsevolod seized the moment, subtly moving towards the control panel as if to inspect it.
"Listen, I've got a tight schedule. Corporate breathing down my neck and all that. If you could just let me do my job, I'll be out of your hair in no time," Vsevolod added, his tone carrying a mix of urgency and authority.
The burly guard hesitated, eyeing Vsevolod suspiciously. Yet, the prospect of avoiding a potential dinosaur-related incident seemed to outweigh his doubts. With a reluctant nod, he signaled to the others to stand down.
Vsevolod, seizing the opportunity, delved into the control panel with practiced efficiency. He manipulated the buttons and toggles, all the while maintaining the facade of a seasoned technician. The guards watched, their vigilance momentarily lulled by Vsevolod's act.
As the last security measure clicked open under Vsevolod's command, he turned to the guards with a satisfied smile. "All sorted, gentlemen. Just a minor glitch. You won't have any more issues."
As Vsevolod made his exit, the guards, still somewhat skeptical, exchanged glances. Little did they know, the danger that loomed within the enclosures was now at the mercy of a man who had successfully danced through the intricate steps of deception. The dinosaurs, once confined, were on the verge of reclaiming their long-lost dominion within the facility. Vsevolod had also closed the gates system, locking it. That would prevent the prehistoric beasts from leaving the facility. Now, he just needed to survive all of this. But Vsevolod was confident that he could survive this.
Vsevolod looked around himself, beginning to hear the screams of people. The guards stared at the camera footage in horror. Vsevolod decided to stay low for a while, waiting for a few minutes, before then wandering down a hall. He saw a collapsed man, and saw that he was still breathing. A wound in his leg indicated that he had just had an unlucky encounter with a Fukiraptor.
That’s when he heard two roars. One right ahead of him, which sounded like the Tyrannosaurus. The other, from behind.
Deep within the facility, Vsevolod Vasiliev found himself trapped in a labyrinth of dimly lit corridors. He could feel the ground shake beneath him as the resonant roars of a Ceratosaurus named Napoleon reverberated through the metallic structure.
The facility, designed to contain and study dinosaurs, became a nightmarish maze as Napoleon, the cunning Ceratosaurus, hunted its newfound prey. Vsevolod's heart pounded in his chest as he navigated through the complex, desperately seeking an escape route.
Napoleon came across the unconscious man, and devoured him. He began to sniff the ground, recognizing the scent, and roared.
The echoing footsteps of the approaching dinosaur grew louder, echoing the inevitability of its pursuit. Vsevolod's mind raced, scanning the surroundings for any means of survival. He saw a crowded hall, and ran that way.
The echoes of panicked footsteps reverberated through the narrow corridors as Vsevolod Vasiliev sprinted for his life. The air was thick with tension, and the distant roars of the pursuing Ceratosaurus, Napoleon, sent shivers down Vsevolod's spine. The once sterile and orderly research facility had transformed into a chaotic battleground between man and prehistoric beast.
Desperation etched across his face, Vsevolod burst into a crowded hall where scientists and researchers huddled in fear. The sudden intrusion of chaos fueled confusion among the occupants, and frightened gasps filled the air. Vsevolod scanned the room, searching for a temporary refuge from the relentless predator.
As he weaved through the panicked crowd, Vsevolod spotted a cluster of overturned tables and chairs near the far end of the hall. Without hesitation, he sprinted towards the makeshift barricade, pushing through the terrified onlookers. The Ceratosaurus, fueled by a personal vendetta against Vsevolod, stormed into the hall, its eyes fixed on its prey.
Vsevolod reached the barricade, desperately flipping tables to create a barrier between himself and the approaching menace. The crowd, realizing the imminent danger, surged in a wave of hysteria, each person scrambling for safety.
Napoleon, undeterred by the chaos, plowed through the scattering crowd, fixated on Vsevolod. The Ceratosaurus's eyes narrowed with a predatory focus, driven by an inexplicable vendetta against the Russian scientist.
With the makeshift barricade providing only temporary respite, Vsevolod's mind raced for a solution. Spotting a room, with a door small enough to prevent Napoleon from entering, he made a split-second decision. He darted from his hiding spot, drawing the attention of Napoleon away from the crowd.
As Vsevolod raced towards the exit, the Ceratosaurus gave chase, its thunderous footsteps echoing through the hall. The terrified crowd parted like the Red Sea, creating a narrow path for the deadly pursuit. Vsevolod reached the exit just in time, slamming the door shut behind him, narrowly escaping the vengeful jaws of Napoleon.
In the aftermath, the crowded hall fell silent, the air heavy with relief and lingering fear. Vsevolod, shaken but alive, emerged from the exit into the quiet corridor, the distant roars of Napoleon serving as a haunting reminder of the perilous dance between man and dinosaur within the confines of the research facility. As he made his way to safety, he couldn't shake the haunting echoes of the Ceratosaurus's roars, a chilling reminder of the thin line between scientific discovery and perilous chaos.
Vsevolod rushed into the room, and came across a cupboard. He opened the doors, and was shocked to see a person lying inside. His eyes were open, and it legs were missing. Something had torn his stomach open, and caused his intestines and liver to splatter onto the bottom of the cupboard.
Vsevolod recognized the man. It was the educator from earlier. Just then, the man turned his pupils towards Vsevolod. The educator tried to speak, but no voice came out.
Just at that moment, Vsevolod heard something bang its body on the wall of the room. It was Napoleon, attempting to break in.
Wasting no time, Vsevolod jumped into the cupboard, and closed the door. He held on to one of the racks that were used to hold the hangers, and hoped for the best. From behind Vsevolod the wall smashed, and Napoleon entered the room, sniffing around for Vsevolod. Napoleon grabbed the cupboard and smashed it on the ground. Napoleon roared.
The educator’s spine snapped, killing him. As Napoleon threw the cupboard onto the floor, Vsevolod went flying. He slowly got up, and looked around. There wasn’t a single person around anymore, although he caught the glimpse of a goat. While setting free the prehistoric animals, Vsevolod had also set free their prey.
Just then he heard screams come across the hall, as several people ran down, chased after the Megalosaurus. The Megalosaurus was younger, and wanted to challenge the Ceratosaurus for what was seemingly his territory. It roared.
The dimly lit hall echoed with the primal roars of two mighty dinosaurs engaged in a fierce battle. In one corner stood Napoleon, the Ceratosaurus, his vivid crests illuminated by the ambient light. On the opposite end, a Megalosaurus, its bulk casting ominous shadows across the stone walls, roared defiantly.
Vsevolod, caught in the crossfire, moved with urgency, trying to slip away from the impending clash. The air crackled with tension as the Ceratosaurus and Megalosaurus circled each other, sizing up their opponent. The scent of ancient rivalry hung in the air like a thunderstorm on the horizon.
As Vsevolod inched towards the exit, the Ceratosaurus lunged at the Megalosaurus with a swift attack, snapping its jaws in a display of primal aggression. The Megalosaurus retaliated, using its powerful tail to swat Napoleon away. The hall trembled with the impact of their clashes, creating an unsettling atmosphere for Vsevolod.
Seeing an opportunity, Vsevolod dashed towards the hallway, his footsteps masked by the thunderous roars of the battling dinosaurs. The Ceratosaurus and Megalosaurus, locked in a fierce struggle, momentarily paid no heed to the escaping intruder.
As Vsevolod reached the safety of the hallway, he cast a glance over his shoulder, witnessing the tumultuous fight unfold behind him. The Megalosaurus, despite its strength, found itself overwhelmed by Napoleon's agility and cunning. The Ceratosaurus, seizing the upper hand, drove the Megalosaurus towards the wall with relentless force.
With one final victorious roar, Napoleon asserted his dominance, forcing the Megalosaurus to retreat. The victor, however, spared the defeated dinosaur's life, leaving it battered and bruised but still standing.
Breathing heavily, Vsevolod took a moment to collect himself. The hall behind him bore witness to the remnants of the epic clash between the prehistoric titans. As he continued his escape, the distant echoes of the Ceratosaurus's roars and the defeated Megalosaurus's growls lingered, marking the tumultuous encounter within the ancient confines of the hall.
Napoleon turned to where Vsevolod had just ran towards, and charged after him, roaring.
Vsevolod ran, and slipped and fell as he came across the Panthera atrox, which roared at him, before leaping onto Napoleon, who had just emerged out of the shadows besides Vsevolod. Napoleon roared, throwing off the atrox, and roaring loudly at him.
Vsevolod ran down the hallway, into a staff only section. It didn’t matter to BioSyn now. Anyone could go there.
Inside, the sterile white room revealed a chilling sight – rows of incubation chambers containing dinosaur embryos, each labeled with coded designations. Vsevolod marveled at the advanced genetic engineering techniques that had been employed to resurrect ancient creatures for BioSyn's nefarious purposes.
Moving deeper into the facility, Vsevolod stumbled upon a sub-zero storage chamber. As he cautiously approached, the temperature dropped, and his breath turned into frosty plumes. Behind the thick glass panels, frozen in ice, were tiny dinosaur chicks, their eyes closed in an eternal slumber. These weren't just any dinosaurs – they were genetically modified dinosaur-human hybrids, designed for unknown and potentially dangerous purposes.
Further down the lab Vsevolod came across several containers, containing brains of various animals. Each was labeled. Cow. Horse. Mouse. Chicken. Squirrel. Crow. There was some sort of robot lying on the ground. A paper was clipped on to it, stating: “Doesn’t work. Useless. But just a prototype.”
They are trying to make robots that can operate off of brains! Vsevolod thought. Most people called brining dinosaurs back from the extinction playing god. At least those were new individuals. He wondered what people would call this. Bringing the dead back to life.
Curiosity fueled Vsevolod's determination as he continued to explore the labyrinthine lab. In a hidden room, he discovered documents detailing a sinister plan: BioSyn aimed to create a new breed of super-soldiers using a combination of dinosaur DNA and human genetics. The goal was to enhance physical and cognitive abilities, creating a force that transcended natural limitations.
Vsevolod recoiled at the ethical and moral implications of such experiments, realizing that the power BioSyn sought to wield could lead to catastrophic consequences. Determined to expose the truth, he discreetly photographed the incriminating evidence and prepared to make his escape.
As Vsevolod retraced his steps through the darkened corridors, he couldn't shake the feeling that he had uncovered only the tip of the iceberg. The secrets hidden within BioSyn's walls hinted at a perilous future where the line between science and recklessness blurred dangerously.
Vsevolod looked at the embryos. He recognized the Velociraptors, but looked at the genetically modified hybrids. These were dinosaur- human hybrids. There were also Velociraptor chicks that had been experimented in order to see what they could survive.
“Well, well, well, look who’s been uncovering our dirty secrets!?!” it was Jeff Roister.
“Roister!” Vsevolod yelled.
“FREEZE!” Roister yelled.
“You don’t recognize me, do you? And you aim to make dinosaurs for war? By just releasing them in cities? Well, I’ll have an army of trained dinosaurs, and once I do, I’ll dance on your grave.”
“You’ll die trying. Now, who are you again?”
“Vsevolod. The mercenary you betrayed at Sorna, 2007.”
“Ah! You! To be honest, I forgot you existed.”
Vsevolod remained composed. “I believe the public has a right to know what BioSyn is really up to.”
Jeff Roister laughed mockingly. “Oh, my dear spy, you have no idea. BioSyn has always been at the forefront of innovation, pushing the boundaries of science. Our past endeavors were merely stepping stones to greater achievements.”
Vsevolod eyed Roister warily, his senses on high alert. Roister leaned against the table, still laughing.
“You see, our little experiments have been so successful that we've decided to take things to a whole new level. Weaponizing dinosaurs is just the beginning.” He said.
Vsevolod raised an eyebrow. “What kind of mad schemes have you been working on?”
Jeff Roister laughed again. “Oh, it's no scheme, my dear spy. It's a masterpiece in the making. Imagine an army of genetically modified dinosaurs, unstoppable, indomitable, at our beck and call.”
Vsevolod couldn't hide his shock, realizing the gravity of BioSyn's intentions.
Roister walked closer towards Vsevolod, and leaned against him, still pointing the gun at him.
“You see, Mr. Vasiliev, the world is a dangerous place. Only those with power can truly control it. And BioSyn is about to become the puppet master.” He whispered.
And with that, Roister placed the gun against Vsevolod’s chest.
“Unfortunately for you, Mr. Vasiliev, some secrets are better left buried. And you, my dear spy, have become an inconvenient truth.” Roister chuckled. Then he stopped.
“But first” he said, “let me tell you about our dinosaurs. The Tyrannosaurus mcraeensis, Lilith, has venom in her saliva. It causes irritation in the skin, burning through the soft tissue and will later lead to the bitten falling unconscious. But it doesn’t leave a scar. And as for that Ceratosaurus, we’ve incorporated lamprey, tardigrade and axolotl DNA into his genome, allowing him to regrow lost limbs, and become a deadlier threat with each fight, though he still retains his scars.”
Roister smiled. “And now, I guess I’ll just shoot you. Nothing personal, I just don’t like lose ends.” Roister began to laugh.
Vsevolod looked behind him, noticing the lab equipment. He grabbed a knife, presumably used for dissection. Hiding the knife, he waited for Jeff Roister to finish laughing.
“Now, for your last few words, tell me Vsevolod, what is your greatest desire?” Roister asked gleefully.
“My greatest desire at the moment is almost to get out of here alive” Vsevolod replied, devoid of any expression.
“But you wo-“ Roister said, before stopping. He looked surprised, and worried. “Almost?”
Vsevolod stabbed Roister with the knife between the legs. Roister yelled in pain, and collapsed on the ground, dropping his gun.
“My greatest desire would be to provide you with a comeuppance” Vsevolod said, pointing the gun at Roister.
Just at that moment, there was the sound of glass smashing. Vsevolod and Roister turned to the source of the noise, and saw the teenaged Velociraptors of all variants swarming the entrance, like a hoard of zombies. Vsevolod leaps on to a table, and stays there.
Some Velociraptors glance at Vsevolod, before turning towards Roister. They have a different prey in mind. Roister backs up against a wall, yelling “No, no, no!”
Roister kicks at a Velociraptor, but is no match, as they swarm him, biting him on the leg, with one even leaping on to his face and tearing his skin off. Vsevolod watches, satisfied, as the Velociraptors rip Jeff Roister into pieces. He feels no remorse, and walks out of the lab.
Almost instantly Vsevolod sees the Muttaburrasaurus rush past him. Vsevolod looks behind him, and sees the pair of Gigantoraptors. One holds a human in its mouth, who’s head was crushed by the dinosaurs’ beak. Not far off, he could see Napoleon, whose entire body was covered in blood. Napoleon, in an attempt to kill Vsevolod, had been rampaging and killing all the people he could find, and rolling around in their bodies, crushing them.
Vsevolod ran towards a store room, coming across a fuel container, which was filled with petrol, as well as a cigarette lighter. Vsevolod felt that this might come in handy later. Grabbing both, he ran upstairs.
Vsevolod came across an interior balcony, and saw the Tyrannosaurus mcraeensis, Lilith, locked in a combat with the alpha Triceratops.
In the dimly lit hallway of the ancient dinosaur research facility, the air was thick with tension as Lilith, the fearsome female Tyrannosaurus mcraeensis, faced off against the formidable alpha Triceratops. The echo of their roars reverberated through the stone walls as they circled each other, sizing up their opponent.
Vsevolod gripped the railing, his heart pounding with the thrill of witnessing such a primal clash between two prehistoric titans.
Lilith, with her sleek and powerful frame, lunged forward, snapping her massive jaws at the agile Triceratops. The alpha Triceratops responded with a swift side-step, avoiding Lilith's attack. Its three menacing horns gleamed in the dim light as it prepared for its own assault.
The two dinosaurs collided in a thunderous clash of scales and horns. Lilith used her superior strength to push the Triceratops back, but the agile herbivore retaliated with a series of powerful strikes from its horns, trying to fend off the relentless predator.
The battle raged on, with Lilith's agility and predatory instincts clashing against the Triceratops' brute strength and defensive arsenal. The hallway echoed with the sounds of roars, snarls, and the thunderous thuds of their powerful tails sweeping through the air.
Vsevolod Vasiliev watched intently, marveling at the ancient dance of survival unfolding before him. The balcony vibrated beneath his feet with each impact, and he couldn't help but feel a mixture of fear and awe at the primal forces on display.
As the fight reached its climax, Lilith managed to outmaneuver the Triceratops, dodging its horned attacks and delivering a powerful bite to its neck. The alpha Triceratops roared in pain, conceding defeat as Lilith asserted her dominance. The Triceratops charged one more time, but Lilith grabbed one of her horns, and tore it off.
The victorious Tyrannosaurus stood over her fallen opponent, her chest heaving with exertion. With a sadistic smile, Lilith tore open the stomach of the Triceratops. Vsevolod was shocked at this. Just at that moment, Lilith turned towards him, and roared. She charged, biting off the indoor balcony. Just in time, Vsevolod managed to jump off. Lilith continued to bite in the air in the hopes of grabbing Vsevolod. Vsevolod empties the barrel of petrol and emptied it on Lilith’s face, before setting her face ablaze with the cigarette lighter.
Lilith roared in pain, running towards the nearest water source, which happened to be the pool for the Prognathodon. The Prognathodon attempted to bite Lilith, who shook her head, causing the Prognathodon to fall into the pool.
Vsevolod sighed. He had to find a way to escape this place.
Just at that moment, Vsevolod heard a growl from the stairway. It was Napoleon, who was climbing up the stairway. Napoleon roared, charging towards Vsevolod, who ran past. He wouldn’t be able to outrun the Ceratosaurus. He knew it. He came across another stairway, and slid downstairs, with Napoleon right behind him.
Vsevolod ran through the halls, running straight into the Megalosaurus.
The Megalosaurus roared at Vsevolod, slowly approaching him, until Napoleon once again emerged behind Vsevolod. The two carnivores roared at each other again. Napoleon charged, grabbing the Megalosaurus by the neck and thrashing it on the ground. Still holding on to the neck of the Megalosaurus, Napoleon continued to pound it on to the ground, before releasing it. Napoleon roared at the Megalosaurus, who growled in return. Napoleon then charged at the Megalosaurus, knocking it over. The Megalosaurus got up, growling, and ran off.
Napoleon began to sniff around for Vsevolod, who had run back upstairs. He roared, and got a shriek in response. It was from the Segnosaurus. The Segnosaurus had also been defeated by Napoleon, and had submitted to him.
The Segnosaurus was now basically a pet of Napoleon, who rushed besides the Ceratosaurus. The two dinosaurus charged upstairs, both hissing at each other. Seeing Vsevolod in the distance, Napoleon flounced after him, with the Segnosaurus not far behind. Vsevolod lead them both into the indoor balcony, which had been destroyed by Lilith, who was downstairs, feasting on the carcass of the Triceratops. Vsevolod stood near the balcony. Napoleon growled as he stomped towards Vsevolod, and charged.
Vsevolod Vasiliev jumped to the side, causing Napoleon to fall downstairs. Lilith ignored him. Vsevolod then turned towards the Segnosaurus, who shrieked at Vsevolod, before turning away, uninterested.
Satisfied, Vsevolod continued to walk down the hallway. Vsevolod Vasiliev dashed frantically down the corridor, his breath ragged and heart pounded in his chest. The sound of his footsteps echoed off the walls as he glanced behind him, fear etched on his face. Suddenly, the low growls of two Utahraptors, Atrocious and Yukon, filled the air behind him.
“No, no, no” Vsevolod gasped for breath. He spotted a nearby room and made a desperate dash for it. Slamming the door shut behind him, he frantically scans the room for a hiding spot. His eyes settle on a large bed, and he quickly dives behind it, pressing his back against the wall as he tries to control his breathing.
Outside the room, Atrocious snarls, the sound reverberating through the hallway. Yukon moves to follow, but his path is blocked by a Panthera spelaea and a Panthera atrox. The two massive prehistoric cats engage Yukon in a fierce battle, claws slashing and teeth bared.
Atrocious hesitates for a moment, torn between his instinct to hunt and his loyalty to his companion. Ultimately, the desire for a meal wins out, and he turns away from the fight, resuming his pursuit of Vsevolod.
Meanwhile, inside the room, Vsevolod's heart sinks as he hears Atrocious's approach. Atrocious, using his claws, opens the door, snarling. He sniffs in the air, and leaps onto the bed, tearing out the mattress. Vsevolod rushes out of the room, running past Yukon and the two massive cats. . Gripped by desperation, he scans the hallway for an escape route. His eyes widen as he spots an indoor balcony above him, adorned with an ornate chandelier.
“This is crazy... but it might just work.” Vsevolod said under his breath.
Summoning every ounce of courage, Vsevolod launches himself from his hiding spot and sprints towards the balcony. With a burst of adrenaline-fueled energy, he leaps onto the railing and then onto the chandelier, gripping it tightly as it sways precariously beneath his weight.
Atrocious bursts out of the room just as Vsevolod swings away on the chandelier, narrowly escaping the raptor's snapping jaws. With a triumphant screech, Atrocious lunges after him, claws slashing through the air.
For a tense moment, Vsevolod dangles above the ground, the chandelier swinging wildly beneath him. Atrocious falls on to the ground, snarling at Vsevolod.
Vsevolod spots a window. Small enough to prevent any other dinosaur from escaping.
“This could also work!” Vsevolod told himself.
Just then there is a thundering roar. It’s Napoleon. He charged, causing Atrocious to run into the corner, terrified.
Realizing that it is now or never, Vsevolod leaps, smashing in to the window. The glass shatters. Just as Vsevolod leapt off the chandelier, Napoleon shot up into the air, grabbing the chandelier in his jaws. Realizing Vsevolod escaped once again, Napoleon roared in anger.
Just then, something grabbed Napoleon from behind. It was the Megalosaurus, who threw the Ceratosaurus onto the stairway. Napoleon roared at the Megalosaurus, but was interrupted as Lilith charged from the corner, grabbing Napoleon by the throat, pounding him onto the ground, before throwing him on to a wall. Napoleon slowly got up, and roared submissively. He continued to roar in pain, as Lilith’s venom began to take its toll. Napoleon limped towards his original enclosure.
Vsevolod felt his pockets. The seeds were there. He exchanged looks with Atrocious, before sliding down, and jumping off the rooftop.
Vsevolod walked through the Gobi Desert, stopping to take one last look at the BioSyn facility, before leaving, disappearing into the darkness.
Arica, Chile, February 29th, 2012
“You sure took your time” Jayendra said, sitting down besides Vsevolod.
“I wanted to invite you on a special day. A day that comes once in four years” Vsevolod chuckled. “Also, I grew the seeds. Didn’t think it could happen, different climate and all, but I did it.”
“What the hell happened there? Lots of people were reported to have gone missing on the 26th of January. Do you think that Ukhel might have had some connection to it? And that attack of the 25th of February was from an escaped dinosaur?” Jayendra asked.
“None sense” Vsevolod said. “No dinosaur could escape from there. I made sure of it. What happened is for later. I have a proposal for you.”
“You’re going to get down on one knee?” Jayendra chuckled.
“Even better” Vsevolod said. “Hire me.”
“What?”
“I’m joining Xoblar Genetics”
BioSyn Facility, Gobi Desert, Mongolia, 30th of January, 2012
A heavily scarred Napoleon stood over a pool. Similar to the one that housed the Prognathodon, only, this was empty, and it lead to another pool, outside of the facility. It was filled with water, and BioSyn planned to release a shoal of coelocanths in there. But now that would never happen.
Napoleon, covered in blood, dived into the water, and swam through the tunnels, out of the facility. He gasped for air at the outdoor pool, before leaping to the ground, pushing his body onto the ground. He had done it. He was now free.
Napoleon roared, before leaving into the sand dunes of the Gobi Desert.
THE END
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