The Wall Chapter 2/5 [WARNING: GORE AND ANIMAL ABUSE]

Chapter 2: Science's Sins

May 20th, 2025 was the day an anonymous company was formed by two brothers, also anonymous. We'll call them Jeffery and Mark for now. Their company was to bring back certain animals back from extinction. Their first dinosaur was a small Leptoceratops which they released to a built in sanctuary. However, a few species afterwards, Jeffery decided it was not enough. He had other plans. It started with making a serum and injecting it to an Alligator which not only increased its testosterone, it increased its aggression. The aggression was extreme that it killed itself by biting itself to death. Mark took notice after a few of the nearby animals he studied mysteriously went missing and Jeffery came home tired with blood covering his lab coat. Mark soon kicked Jeffery out of the company and so ran as the only head of the company. This infuriated Jeffery to the point where he turned insane. He then started his own company that made bioweapons for the state's military as a revolutionary era for warfare. Things slowly turned dark though as in March 3rd, 2028 one of the bioweapon escaped and caused at least 5 injuries and 3 deaths. Things only went down the drain afterwards as he sabotaged Mark's sanctuary as well and let out the several prehistoric species out too a few days after all of the bioweapons successfully escaped. 5 years later, a project began to start called Project wall which successfully finished in an year with a 60 foot tall wall surrounding the last of the survivors from the terrible war that ensued. You may have a question dear reader: what were these bioweapons? Well, you'll soon find out.

David and Tim decide to split up in order to collect and scout the area in a bigger range. As David climbs up a building, he sees a coyote that's acting..strangely. It's pacing back and forth, snarling constantly. He brushes it off as rabies and moves on. He sees an old abandoned sanctuary and enters. David stared at the corridor. It's dark and damp. Soon enough, he found raptor eggs and grabbed 3 out of the 10 freshly laid. These could be useful. He sneaked out and was about to close the metal door...and then he saw her. The mother. Her head just peaking out of the corner to stare at him. Her eyes calculating every footstep she felt. Every breath inhaled and exhaled. She stepped closer. A feathery coat hiding sharp talons on her hands like those of the harpy eagles David rescued in an animal care center. Jaws slightly bared needles perfect for slicing. David knew; one slight mistake with the door and he'd end up in the private site the other teens share with the gory aftermaths of the dinosaur attacks recorded outside of the wall. One slight mistake and he'd face one of the most brutal ways to go on their area. Thank God he had fast reactions though. Just as he'd thought that, the raptor took another step revealing the large sickle claw David knew was the size of a large banana. The size of a large t rex tooth. One swipe at the throat and he'd be dead immediately as he knew it's resistance and those documentaries shown in his class about the large sickle being able to slice even a tv with succession. Even a wooden door. Human skin is insignificant to these objects. David knows this. The raptor knows this. Suddenly before David could even think what to do next, the raptor busted full speed in literally the blink of an eye. David shut the door and locked it in time. The mother raptor crashed into the door and didn't even flinch, her sickle toe talons hooked onto the bars of the door. Her wings flapping. Her jaws releasing a screech of rage and despair for her eggs. David ran out of the building. However, he forgot one simple thing. Something Monica has warned him over a thousand times: don't think you're safe. Wherever there's a mother utahraptor, the father and the rest of the family is close by.

David runs outside, but stops as he hears clicking. There's a large figure standing between David and the path he wants to go. It's just standing there. Staring at David. It isn't even flinching. No blink in its eyes. It's as if it's a demon waiting very patiently for its prey to move a single finger to strike. There's nothing he can do. Just wait for the moment. But it's not happening. It's been 30 minutes since he's been in this position. One minute he was running away from utahraptors and now he's face to face with something else entirely like a cartoon. Only this cartoon won't end with a happy ending. No laughs. No music. Just pure silence and a stork like creature standing completely still like a cat V stalking a canary. Or maybe the canary is the real danger? This thing's as tall as a giraffe, for crying out loud. Why isn't it striking? It feels like an eternity. Is this what it really feels like to be face to face with a predator? Just waiting and no flinching at all? Just silence and listening to the slightest of flinches and blinks? If it is, then this is just making matters worse. There's no success nor failed hunts. Only time can decide that. Only the mind can determine what happens next. Weirdly enough, it seems the animal froze it's breathing as well, like it's frozen in time. Just like fossils. Then something makes a sound. The large stork pounces beak open and quickly grabs something in the blink of an eye. It's the rabid coyote from earlier. In seconds, the stork creature swallows the coyote whole and flies off leaving David behind. However, this isn't over for David yet. There's still those utahraptors hanging about. The trip back to the group will take a while. Just pray they don't find him first.

Meanwhile, Tim scouts for possible weapons so tye group can properly defend themselves. He heads for the gun store and collects a few that fit in his backpack but heres a roar. He knows what roar it belongs to. A Tyrannosaurus. It seems they're still alive. As he goes outside, he sees a beautiful site. A triceratops bull. His teacher was true. The triceratops bulls do have golden frills after all. The golden frilled trike bull grazed on some blood red vines hanging on the floor. Tim watched on amazement of the animal's golden crown and brown hide. Its breathing. Its calm behavior. The students were lied to. They aren't monsters. They're just animals that want to survive like everything on this planet. Not scaly and mindless monsters that only know to eat, fight and sleep. They're intelligent and cautious beasts that know what they're doing, but are confused sometimes. These animals just weren't familiar with what environment this is. They had to adapt or die. So adapt they did, becoming one of the best success stories in the 21st century. Right here, right now. Before Tim could continue his thoughts, the triceratops stopped nibbling on the blood vines and turned its head towards the fog. Something is off. Something bad is about to happen. And there it was. It's the Tyrannosaurus Tim heard earlier. They both engage in a clash that shattered nearly glass and vibrated the ground with such an ancient battle. A rivalry 66 million years in the making. The tyrannosaur bites onto the trike's right horn and doesn't let go. The triceratops slams its head onto the ground, breaking the horn upon impact. The rex uses this to its advantage and knocks the bull onto the ground with its jaws biting onto the shoulder. The horned reptile has now hit the floor and the Tyrant wastes no time. Before the rex could bite it, the trike retaliated with a sudden swing of the remaining horn and almost impaled the rex's head. The megatheropod retreats, and so does the trike, just a missing horn is all. You may think they'd fight to the death immediately, but not this time. Both get to live another day. But now Tim must not stay, he has other problems to worry about. He must come back to the camp and warn the others.

To be continued...