Phoenix's POV
I put my nose into his hand and blow gently in to it. It smells like dead rats, sweat, soap and.....lemons.
"We'll get you out of here soon." I think he wanted to say something else but decided against it. He turns and leaves, shooting one last glance at me.
Later that evening, a young scientisty person comes to give me some food. He locks me into the secondary enclosure and puts the bucket into the first enclosure uneasily. I know it wasn't him who made me a Raptor, but I can't help giving a growl anyway. He gives a small yelp and I stare at him and grin. It's a bit funny. He hastily shuts the enclosure and half-runs, half-jogs away from me. Haha.
I pace over to the bucket. It contains a hunk of beef, still fresh. Uughh. I guess it's better than the gradually increasing rumbling feeling in the pit of my stomach. The drugs they put in it make it taste five times worse.
This is nasty. It's been 4 days since Owen last came. And I think I'm frustated enough to break out.
Hello everyone, I know this was a very short chapter, but I haven't been feeling very well so I couldn't update in the holidays a lot. I decided I'd give you something instead of nothing so here you are. Love you all xxx
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Jurassic World- She's part Raptor.
Fanfiction*I do not own anything apart from the character (s) created by me-all rights to the movie* Inspired by @madsaff Owen Grady has always wanted to work with Velociraptors. His wish came true. But when a "unique" raptor arrives, Owen needs to deal with...
