Jurassic Park: Hurricane Clarissa

Illustration of the Pteranodon attack

They drove for about twenty minutes, until on their left, there was what looked like a large shed that had a round look to it. It overlooked a large canyon with a river at the bottom. They were sandwiched between this building and the fence that enclosed the Infant Spinosaurus. They parked off to the side next to a couple other Ingen vehicles. “We get front row seats down at the observation deck.” They entered the building that had multiple men in white coats. Most of them were looking out the window down into the canyon and taking notes. “So this is a rather new experiment for the scientists. We already had the Blue flock that keeps to the island. They really have no desire to leave. But part of what Ingen wanted us to do is 'upgrade the assets’ and so they came up with these.” They walked down. A metal spiral staircase into an enclose cage like room. Looking out, Clint noticed that they were in a huge metal bird cage that looked to be a couple hundred feet tall. “Ingen built this aviary in the late 80’s to house the Pteranodons but we saw how docile they were we eventually let them just live throughout the island. But when they started on the new batch of Pteranodons, we noticed they weren’t as friendly. You see, to compete their genetic code, the lab coats put in a little bit of goose in there. Unknowingly how territorial geese can be. With that they also have migratory mindset and they don’t want to stay put on the island. We let a couple of the first ones out to see if they would stay but they almost immediately started to fly north. We had one hell of a time tracking them down with the Chopper.” Both men chuckled at that “So now we have to be in this protected observation deck when examining them.” They looked out into the canyon. It was very foggy that day and they couldn’t see much. Then a three orange and black Pteranodons flew past. One of them spotted the two Officers and flew straight at them. It rammed the fence guarding Clint and Freddie and there was a flash of sparks. RAAAAAAWWWWW! The flying reptile screeched and flew off to the others. Clint lowered his arm that he has used to shield himself. “Why do you even keep them? They seem too dangerous.” “Ingen’s not a big fan of losing money by putting down an asset. So they think that they could just put them on display.” This statement didn’t sit well with either man. “That’s actually the reason we have Male Dinosaurs on the island. In the park they had only females to keep them from breeding. But here we let there be males to save money on artificial births. It cost quite a bit to do the whole put the DNA into the egg. So they let the Dino’s have some fun. This hasn’t had too many consequences yet but I’m sure we’ll see some in the future. This entire place is hanging by a thread. Ingen has lost so much money, they can’t afford another disaster.” Clint shook his head. “The more I hear about what Ingen 'wants’ the more chaotic this place seems.” The Pteranodons flew over them one more time then flew off into a fog cloud.

It depends on how busy I get. But I am working on chapter 9 right now! Usually it will be about 2-3 chapters a week maybe more. I hope you are enjoying the Story so far!

The Carnotaurus attack from chapter 8 on the story.

"Ok we need to get the chopper in the air now!" Freddie told Mark. "Clint and I will be be heading the ground team." In the late afternoon sun, the two partners got into their Chevy Blazer and started driving south. While they did, Freddie spoke into the walky-talkie on the console: "hey Tony, you there?" The walky was silent and then a response came through. "Yeah Freddie, I'm here. What can I do for you?" "We have a code 3 situation here. Carnotaurus on the loose. We need to get the chopper to the woods near 'Devils Bay' pronto!" "Copy that on our way." They drove up to a fence similar to that of the raptors. There was a maintenances crew with a couple more Asset Security Officers. Clint recognized a couple of them as men he saw on the boat coming here to the island. They were all surrounding a large tree that had fallen over onto the fence and smashed it so that one could easily go from inside to outside. "Bob how many got out?" Freddie asked one of the Officers. "Well as far as we can tell only one. Ya know how hard they're to spot." Freddie nodded his head in agreement. "Ok Clint the thing about the Carno's is when they made the first batch, the scientists noticed that they kept changing color. Not much. Just different shades. It wasn't until they reached maturity that they started blending in with their surroundings. It became a problem so we tracked them with Thermal imaging." As he said this he pulled two sets of headset equipment out of the back of their vehicle. They looked a lot like night vision equipment that he had used in the past. Freddie put his set on and then pushed a button on the side of the tech. Clint repeated the action and the scenery around him was transformed into a world of bright colors of yellow reds and purples. Looking around his fellow employees were a mix of red and yellow with purple foliage around them. Looking at the fallen tree he could see faint but noticeable spots that were warmer than the rest of the trunk. Following the spots they went into the jungle next to the fence. "Ok boys this is going to a quick capture and detain." Freddie told the group. Most armed with taser pikes and air guns that shot tranquilizer darts. "Keep close to those who have thermal goggles. And hand signals only. We don't want to make it too easy for the Carno's." Freddie handed Clint a tranq-gun and took one for himself. Above them, the thundering sound of the green A109A Agusta Helicopter, was circling the party. The group (which numbered 14) made their way through the dense jungle, on the hunt for their invisible quarry. Clint looked around him and saw the jungle alive around them all. Bugs were going along with their lives, unaware of the situation at hand. The helicopter was becoming increasing unhelpful so Freddie sent it back. After about 20 minutes of walking, everyone's attention was drawn to one of the A.S.O.'s that had a thermal goggle set on. He motioned to a patch in front of them near a log. Clint looked and sure enough there was a large hot spot that showed up a red and orange spectrum on the ground. One of the officers aimed and fired at the hotspot. Clint expected a roar of frustration from a dinosaur but the only sound they heard was the dart hitting the heavily foliaged earth. Clint removed his goggles to see what happened. A couple of the men went over to the spot to investigate. They found nothing but a warm patch of grass and bush that had been flattened. In a low whisper, Freddie to his partner: "looks like it just laid down to rest. But it can't have gone too far if the heat signature is that high." They continued to walk through the jungle that was growing increasingly dark. Luckily the growing darkness did little to affect the thermal vision Clint was using. But somehow he wandered off in a direction that was partially off the path of the rest of the group. He was passing tree trunks and bushes and that's when he saw it. Directly ahead of him was a white hot head with two sharp shapes on top. He took aim with his air rifle. But before he could shoot, the white head grew to be one large body that was at him in a flash. He barley had time to use the gun to block the set of teeth, that were moments from sinking into his flesh. The gun was stuck longways in the Monsters mouth, impeding its progress. Though the carnivore was stayed for a moment in the confusion, it pushed forward. Clint was knocked into a tree and suddenly the red, yellow, and purple world was plunged into darkness. He whipped the goggles off and dropped to the floor, fast-crawling to where a hollow log was fallen. The whole time, the Carnotaurus was jabbing with its jaws at where the former soldier used to be, but speed was on Clint's side. Once inside the downed tree, Clint stared out to were the prehistoric hunter was, but saw nothing except jungle forest. But then the forest seemed to move its large, three taloned foot and shift its weight to look down at him better. In the dim light of the growing night, the Carno lunged at the log tumbling Clint around inside. The gun went flying as well until it was out near the foot of the Dinosaur. Clint was genuinely frightened for his life at this moment. To make matters worse, part of the logs walls were beginning to crack and fall on top of former Navy man. But an idea struck him. He worked it out and took ahold of a chunk of wood and tossed it the best he could out near a bush behind the jaws of death. It was a direct hit. It made enough noise to make the Carnotaurus turn its huge horned head in the direction of the bush just long enough to let the Seal grab the gun and shoot up into the heart of the beast. The tall creature teetered to one side and tried to correct its self but to no avail. It crashed into the dense fauna of the jungle. Clint stood up and looked at the twitching body. It's giant feet were still kicking, but very slowly. The victor of the fight turned and saw three of the workers staring at him in awe. One yelled to the dense jungle: "Freddie we found it!" Pretty soon the whole hunting party was there congratulated the "new guy" on tackling the Carno. "I have to hand it to you Yates. You can really handle yourself! Proud to have you on the team!" Clint smiled at his partner. "You know what, you can call me Yeti. I'm more used to that anyway." Little known to Freddie, this was a very high compliment. This nickname mean a lot to him. Clint was now feeling at home.

"Ok who's next?" Clint asked his parter. They were driving northward along the east coast of the island that overlooked the Pacific Ocean. "Well he have to help check on a Pachy that got stuck in some river. And then you get to see one of our newest Dino's, Spinosaurus." Clint chuckled to himself. The names of all of these dinosaurs were ridiculous. He heard one the other day that he really could pronounce. It was like a Mame- Mamenchi- something it sounded Chinese and it had the longest neck he had seen. "So from what I have gathered the Pachy is one that you might get a laugh out of. We named her Gloria Estefan, well Gloria." "As in the singer?" "Yeah the one of the vet trucks was playing 'Get on your feet' by her and the Pachy's head was bobbing up and down. The guys say she liked the music, but it was probably the drugs in her system. Funny enough this Pachy is deathly afraid of water. She'll drink it fine but won't go wash in it." "A Dino that's afraid of water? This place is turning from magical to human so fast." Clint said with a laugh. "Yes the Dino's start to have personalities as you get to know them. Now you will notice that the Pachy's that we have here are pretty short, about 4 feet tall, the Lab Coats tell me that they messed up the DNA mixing process so now they are all too shot. Apparently they should be about 8-10 feet tall but we get the midgets." They pulled up to a river that had a small island in it. From what Clint saw, this island was only there when the river was high and the was a shallow part of the river that acted as a bridge in the dry months. On the island was an animal that was pacing back and forth. The animal was a gray tan with blue markings down its back and around its eyes. But the most prominent feature was the bald spot on its head that looked like bone, with spikes all over the face. It was calling frantically to the jungle air. "Yep she's stuck." The Pachycephalosaurus was eyeing the water with much anxiety. Clint could see that 'Gloria' could have gotten out of the predicament very easily if she just walked through the shallow part, but he had a feeling that wasn't going to happen. The Pachy gave a low yell at the men approaching her as if to call for help. The two men stood at the bank and looked for anything to get the dinosaur across with. Then Freddie's expression changed to excited. "I may have an idea. Just a sec." He went to the Blazer and took out what looked like a big black box. Upon closer inspection, Clint noticed a speaker, control buttons and a cassette tape slot that was filled. Freddie, still in the water, walked around the little sandbar of an island behind the Pachy, which was now looking very nervous at him. Once on the opposite of the Pachy, he yelled to Clint: " go stand in the bushes off to your right, oh and cover your ears. After Clint had done as he was asked, Freddie pushed play and a deafening roar of a tyrannosaurus obliterated the quiet jungle creek silence. The Pachy, forgetting its fear of water in respect for a much graver fear ran as fast as it could through the shallow bed and off into the jungle leaving a trail of dung along the way. Freddie was laughing as he walked back to his partner. "I hate having to scare her like that but it works. And it's the funniest thing to watch!" "Aren't you afraid that that would scare them to death?" The former Seal asked. "No, they are built to run away from things like this so when the situation arrives, their stress, and bodies are ready for it, even if their minds aren't." Clint smiled at that. "Ok and is that some mega Walkmen that you have?" "No, no this is a piece of equipment that they invented for us. It's busts out around 120 decibels, which is the same as your average electric guitar with an amplifier turned all the way up. We have many different sound for different things. Some of injured young Dino's to get the adults attention and some of injured adults to attract the carnivores. Speaking of which, it's time to show you the newest dinosaur!" The drive up the road for about 15 minutes and came to a large fence the same size as the T-Rex fence. There was a jeep parked there at the control panel and a man in a plaid shirt and black tie was looking beyond the fence at what looked like a red and great fin. "Hey Randy, you checking up on 'Spiny"? The young man turned around. He looked to be fresh out of school. And that face. He knew- "Robbie?" Clint asked. "Oh no sorry you must have met my brother. We're identical twins. But definitely not the same brains. I'm a researcher up at the lab while he does the computer in the O.B." Clint remembered Robbie mentioning he worked at the Operations Building. "oh then I looks like your family got a couple of geniuses. Computers and Genetics." "Yeah well I don't want to brag." Randy laughed "Oh so yes, Freddie to answer your question, our Spinosaurus seems to be growing well. But doesn't look too good so I was giving him some Meds." They all stepped to the fence and just behind it was a small creature that was about 5 feet at the top of it's sail protruding from its back. It had a long snout and long arms with three claws on each. "Isn't he something!" Freddie asked. "Well it's a bit small don't you think?" Randy laughed a bit. "Well Mr.-" "Yates." "Ok Mr. Yates, he is not even 3 months old. He is expected to be about as tall, if not taller that Stubs our largest T-Rex!" Suddenly the little dinosaur took on a more helpless look in its green eyes. It was looking at the three men while they talked. "Oh randy, is he eating fish yet?" With an annoyed sigh. The scientist responded. "No he hasn't. I told George to not feed him red meats because of this. He is likely to get sick because his body was made to run off of fish meat. Now all he wants is Beef and goat. This may affect him in ways I can't even imagine. And that's saying a lot" Clint looked at the Dino and its gray, red and white sail. "It looks so different from the others that I have seen." Randy smiled at the observation. "Well he was supposed to look a lot different than that. When we started to test out the DNA strand. What came out looked a lot like a crocodile with a sail. Corporate didn't like it and asked us to make it looked like a dinosaur

As the guards moved on to check if they killed an intruder, Yates and his team of Seals proceeded inland past abandoned buildings. As they planned, Johnson and Stamos stayed behind to secure the beach for extraction. Lieutenant David Richards lead Clint to the next check point. A desert ridge over looking a shallow valley with their target, a cement building that was partially submerged in sand and rock. "Ok Yeti, we got about one click between us and that bunker, we go in, get the ambassador and get out." Whispered Lt. Richards. "Copy that sir." Both of the Seals strategically made their way down the sandy slope and covered the distance to the bunker in 5 minutes. They both stood back against the outer wall. Yates opened the door down into the bunker and there was a spray of gunfire coming right at him! Clint Gates woke up in a cold sweat. He looked at the clock at his bed stand. 8:47. Work starts in a half hour. So he got up and made himself ready. After his shower, he was putting on his dark green uniform and he thought about his life right now. After the shock of realizing that he now takes care of dinosaurs for a living, he was becoming used to it all. After 3 days on the job, he has really gotten to know the island well. Even the scratch on his arm from helping feed a rambunctious Ceratosaurus was finally scabbing over. He walked out to the Operations Building to see if his partner Freddie was there yet. And of course he was. Freddie was a very schedule-oriented kind of person. And he hated being late to things so he was always early. "Mornin sunshine! Ready for some real work? They scheduled us to work with the Rexes today." The schedules for the A.S.O.'s changed day to day to keep them from getting too laid back on their jobs. "Rexes? I haven't heard that Dino before." Freddie laughed. "It's short for T-Rex. Which is short for Tyrannosaurus Rex. This is one of my favorites. You'll see why when we get there." They both hopped into their car, a forest green Chevy Blazer. As with every vehicle on the island, it had a white 'Ingen' logo with the words 'We make the future' below it. Clint was told how Ingen had numerous subdivisions leading to many different trades of the world. The Asset Security Sector was in a private security sector of the company that helped the Genetic and Maintenance divisions. As they drove east to the White forest and the Rexes, Freddie explained the Rex situation. "We currently have 3 T-Rex on the island. Two are almost fully grown (both males) and one subadult who is a female. The older male we call 'Stubs' because he was born with one hand and now just has a stub. The other male is 'Buck'. We think- well I think, he has a crush on the girl. Her name is 'Rose'. The boys like to fight and play around but Rose likes to be on her own." They were driving through the thick coniferous jungle when the tree line stopped in front of a large fenced in area that over looked the Pacific Ocean. The fence was unlike any of the fences he had seen so far. It looked like it was for a high security prison, for a giant! It stood about 20 ft. high and had thick bars connecting the pylons, with sharp large sized barbed wires on top. Clint could hear the gentle him of the elect "As you can see we really have secured these Dino's with extreme caution. The fence used to be less... Scary, but since the incident on Nublar we upgraded." Freddie recalled. "Why? Did a T-Rex get out?" Freddie gave a sharp laugh. "Oh yes she did. 'Rexy' was one of the first Rexes we bred here. She was always hyper. I'm sure she took advantage of a situation. But anyway she did break out and went on a rampage. I'm not sure if she's alive anymore. But I think sh-" A roar so loud, it almost sent Clint into a war flashback, ripped the air. Clint recognized it as the same one he heard on his voyage to Isla Sorna. "Oh good they're awake. I hate having to wake them. Haha they're worse than teenagers!" They both stepped up to the fence and met the feeding crew with the one of the meat trucks. The truck was a GM- HM series modified instead of a water tank on the back, there was a box that was constantly warming the meats that were carefully organized in orders of which Dino they went to. The crew had already picked out the three cow halves for the monsters Clint had yet seen. "Normally we would feed them live goats or cows but there's some sickness going on with our herds on the island." Clint recalled seeing those herds a few days previous. They were located on the west side of the island along with the Geothermal power plant and the food process plant. "Ok Gary should we call the lady first?" Freddie asked one of the Food workers. "Sure thing." That same worker pressed a couple buttons on the console that was on a fence pylon. "This releases a hormone into the air that Rose just loves and now associates with food. We have a separate one for the boys." Within a matter of minutes, the ground started to shake as if a steady drum beat was sounding a war. A brown head poked out of the redwood trees. Then proceeded to the hunk of meat that was her meal. (The workers had put it through a slot in the base of the fence.) The 13 ft. tall creature sniffed the carcass then took it in her massive jaws and walked away. "Impressive isn't she?" Freddie asked the former Seal. "You got that right." Clint looked in awe. "Ok Gary call in the boys!" With a couple more buttons pushed, it wasn't long before there was twice the amount of thunderous tremors felt in the ground. Two massive dark green heads followed by huge bodies, entered the feeding area. One was noticeably bigger but not by much. He was also missing one of the tiny arms the other Rexes had. Stubs. Buck came in behind and looked on at the crew below, and gave a soft roar. A couple men were at the first slot and two more were at the second slot about twenty feet off to the right. Both tyrannosaurs seemed to know which one was who's so they took their food and stepped off into the foliage. The female, Rose could still be seen in the wooded area, and buck noticed her as well. He dropped his meat chunk, tore off a bit and placed it before the female. She looked at him, sniffed the meat and then ate it in one gulp. Buck then left to eat his meal. "What a Casanova." Freddie laughed. Clint could hardly believe the romance that he had just witnessed. But noticed Stubs was staring at the female from afar. And he didn't look happy.

Scene from the fifth chapter of the fanfic old Betty falling in the river.

The vets did what they were there to do, while Clint was drying off with an enthusiastic new boss congratulating him. “See Freddie this is what you boys needed! A soldier who knows what he’s doing. That was beautiful son. Keep it up and I might have to make you Head A.S.O. .” “Not bad Clint! We didn’t even see that burn mark! Let alone I wouldn’t have known that’s what was agitating her.” Freddie admired. “I’ve seen my share of burns like that, and we kept them cool usually with ice but that river worked nicely so I did what I had to.” “Well I’m glad you guys got here in time! Could’ve gotten real messy if you hadn’t shown up.” Clint to look at the sun which was now setting, with a chorus of dinosaur songs in the air. “So this is what my job is now?” “Sure is son. Hope I didn’t scare you off on the first day.” Arty laughed. “Nope, just the opposite.”

Map o the island Isla Sorna. I put on there where the carnivores are located in their fenced areas. The herbivores are free roaming so they're all over the place. But I also put where the buildings are at and what they are.

They exited the building and walked over to one of the jeeps near by. "Our job on this island originally was to create the Assets, let them reach maturity, then ship them off to Nublar for the Park.” They both got into the the forest green vehicle and drove off towards the west. As they did, Arty continued his story. “When the Park went dark, we were given new orders for this island. Maintain and upgrade the assets. This meant we needed to keep the Dino’s safe and see if we could make them better. But your job is to make them safe. Even against them selves if needed. ” They reached a large fence made out of heavy metal beams and rods. Clint and Arty stepped out of the jeep and walked up to the fence. Clint heard a heavy purring sound. “Is there a Dino in there? I can’t see anything.” Clint remarked. “Well they can see you son. Try and step forward a little closer friend.” The former soldier complied. With the agility of lightning 3 orange creatures with black stripes, tore through the underbrush and attempted to attack through the bars. CRASH! Clint cursed while he jumped back towards his new boss. With loud screech like roaring, the creatures paced the perimeter fence. “These are some of our Raptors. Beautiful aren’t they?” Arty asked. “Just take away the teeth and they might win me over.” Clint retorted, trying to catch his breath. “Well you better get used to them son. This is your job. Feeding, protecting the maintenance workers and other things. Can I count on you Clint? We need people we can trust here. That’s why the other island failed. They put their trust in the wrong person, but I have a good feeling about you.” The raptors continued to snarl at the two. Clint turned back to Arty and said “I’m in.”

As they pulled in front of the Operations Building Robbie turned to Clint. “Ok I need to run over to the Research lab on the north side of the island but you are in good hands! Arty will explain everything! See ya later pal!” And with that the young man pulled away. Clint turned and started walking up the stairs towards his new boss, and answers.

“There’s the LZ ‘Yeti’!” Yelled the Lieutenant. Over the roar of the Chopper blades, the only real way to even understand what he said was to read his lips. Clint Yates, or ‘Yeti’ as his friends called him, looked over and saw nothing but a smoke drenched beach in the predawn light. “It’s going to be one of those missions!” Yates thought to him self. It didn’t help that he was really tired from the “pre-mission poker game” last night! But now he tried to focus back on what his commanding officer was trying to say! “Ok boys! This is a simple exercise! We’ve done it a thousand times! We get in undetected, clear out the place, get the hostage and get out before the rooster crows! Johnson and Stamos I want you on point when we get to the beach! Yeti and I will clear out the insurgents in the bunker! QUIETLY this time!” He emphasized with a big grin! Yates rolled his eyes! “Like I said last time! I promise to no longer roar like a lion when I clear a bunker! SIR!” The whole Navy Seal team laughed at the inside joke! “Hey Clint we’re almost there!” “Wha-?” Clint woke with a start! Looking around seeing that he must have dozed off during the last stretch to the Island. It was still dark but the Stars had a glowing affect on the ocean at 2 in the morning! He gathered his stuff but stopped when he suddenly heard off in the distance an unearthly Roar as if hell let loose her worst nightmare! He looked to the others for an explanation but found none to give one. This annoyed Clint very much! He didn’t like being kept in the dark! Three weeks ago when he accepted this job it was the pay that got him in the end. He wasn’t too big of not knowing what he was “securing”. “Mr. Yates I assure you that what we have in mind for you will be more life changing than anything else you could do right now!” Assured the Ingen Recruitment agent Miles Lentworth. “Yeah I’ve heard that before!” Thought Clint. As the boat was nearing the shore, everyone made ready to disembark the craft. “Hey Greeny! Remember to keep yer hands ‘n feet inside the cars at all times! Or ya might loose ‘em!” Teased one of the workers, who laughed at his own joke. Clint was too tired to retort anything to the worker. Once on land Robbie told him that they were at the north docks named “Finger Bay”. “Because it looks like a finger from a map!” Explained the young man. As they all got into the jeeps, the dense dark Jungle loomed over them like fear itself! The former Seal wasn’t afraid but did feel a bit uneasy. There were animal sounds from every direction but for the life of him, he couldn’t figure what they were! “Are there any wild animals on this island?” Clint asked innocently. The men all stared at him, then at each-other, and then erupted into laughter! “Let’s put it this way man: you won’t be bored here! Lots and lots of 'wild’ excitement everywhere!” Replied a bald worker. He seemed friendly enough! He was obviously from the States. Late 40’s. He introduced himself as Freddie Stevens. “I’ll be working with you in Asset Security.” “Ok what are the 'Assets’? I’ve been kept in the dark since day one.” Clint asked. “It’s probably best if we show you. You might not believe us if we tell you.” He laughed softly. “Try me!” The soldier retorted. Clapping on to Clint’s shoulder, his new found friend chuckled, “you’ll see soon enough friend!” They all packed up and got into the 4 jeep Wranglers identical the one Clint and Robbie took from the Airport. The drive through the jungle was mostly uneventful except for one moment. As they passed over a bridge, the jeep in front of theirs stopped abruptly. Clint couldn’t see much, but when the jeep in front honked, he saw something large, tan and red, move from in front of the lead vehicle and with a honk louder than the jeep it slipped off into the vegetation. Bewildered as to what that could have possibly been, he turned to his tour guide of the evening, and asked what the hell that was! “Not entirely sure. It was probably one of the animals.” “Do you have elephants on this island?!” Clint asked sarcastically. “Haha well…” Laughed Robbie. The rest of the ride was uneventful. After about 20 minutes of driving, they arrived at the “Workers Village” as the sign to the heavily fenced in community of buildings read. Robbie pulled into the parking space of one of the small hut like buildings. “Ok this will be your bungalow. You will have plenty of room for your stuff and the bedding should be in there! Am I forgetting anything…” He looked around. “Oh yes! I will be here at 11 o'clock to pick you up to see Arty the island manager! He will explain everything tomorrow! G'night Clint!” And he drove off after that. The former soldier then put his stuff away stripped down to his shorts and climbed into a very welcoming bed! It had been a long day, and sleep welcomed him with in seconds.

They reached the docks in Quepos by sundown, with a really nice Pacific sunset lighting up the night sky. They both got out of the car on to one of the ships there. An old transport ship that was used in the 80’s to carry tanks and other military vehicles for a land invasion. But there were no such weapons of war on it tonight. Unless you counted the former Navy-man stepping onto her deck. “Mr. Yates welcome aboard the S.S. Valkyrie! She’s not much but she gets us from point ‘A’ to point ‘B’!” Robbie grinned, then went to talk with one of the crew. As the night grew darker, he over heard a couple of crew members talking excitedly. He leaned in to listen with out looking like he was listening: “Yeah man all it took was one kick and Jose was a goner! He’s in San Jose hospital right now but who knows if he’ll make it!” “It was his own damn fault for leaving the door open! He knows the protocol! Anyway the new guy better learn quickly or he’ll be in the same boat! I hear he did some nasty stuff over seas! Like-” “Hey Yates! You hungry?!” Robbie yelled from the cabin door, interrupting the workers. Clint sighed very audibly and nodded yes. Walked over to the cabin and ate up. Truth was, he was very very hungry but wanted to continue eavesdropping! He had a weird fascination with what others thought of him. After about 2 and a half hours of dark sailing, Clint heard over the intercom in a very sarcastic tone: “ladies and gentlemen, if you look to the north west you will see the island of the Sun!” Clint looked in the direction said but couldn’t see much. Just a dark mass in the already deep blue sky. Then Robbie in the excitement of a boy said: “Welcome to Isla Sorna!”