Men in white coats filled the giant underground compound. It was a dome shaped, made of metal, and well air conditioned. The room was alive with scientists, both male and female. Many walked around with small cylinders filled with colored liquid, some carried tools, and some carried guns. Others carried eggs. Tables filled the room all loaded with high tech equipment. A cart was being pushed around with additional supplies, and small metal boxes. On those boxes was a label highlighted red, but lettered black. Two words spread across each box, labeling it as part of the program. JURASSIC PARK. In the middle of this giant room, was a cage. A cage big enough to call it a jungle. Which is what it looked like. Behind the electrified bars were thick trees and underbrush, only allowing eyes to wonder maybe six feet in. Yellow warning lights blinked around one part of fence that stuck out, forming a much smaller dome. The door. It was locked with a four hundred pound latch, which was locked with a security lock by computer. A warning sign hung above it that said 10,000 watts. A few flickers of electricity became visible once in a while. When a spine hurdling roar came from inside the jungle, split the busy air and echoed in the dome, a few scientist shuddered, but they all went on with their work. On the other end of the dome, a door opened hissing with pressured air. A green mist and smoke came out of the door, and floated out around the non stick tiled floor. Inside was only a figure of a teenager, maybe seventeen, his figure clearly visible against the eerie steam. He stepped out of the side room, his head down, and eyes drooped. A few scientists grabbed his arms and set him on a chair. A woman came up and handed him a tin cup filled with a dark liquid that reeked of special chemicals. The boy looked at it, and set it aside, refusing to drink it. The scientist exchanged glances with on another, then took action. One picked up the cup with two others held the boy down and pulled his head back. The liquid was pored down his throat, and he was forced to swallow. When the cup was drained, they let go, and the boy stood up, his eyes wild and full of a new energy. There was a loud beeping sound… a warning sound that the door to the jungle cage was being opened. The boy had heard it many times, but this time, he would be the one going in. They motioned for the boy to walk inside the cage. He knew there was no point in resisting. He had seen the others do the same thing… and many tried to fight their way out, but all had failed and regretted it. If he was going to live through this… he was going to have to save his energy. His stride was slow but sure. His eyes were locked on the forest ahead of him, and his mind drifted to what creatures hunted within. He clenched his fists as the took the last step past the door. It slowly closed behind him, the warning bell going off again. The door clanked shut loudly and he heard the seven locks switch to high power with a smaller beep. Eyes wondered from their work, to the boy now inside the cage. The boy ignored them, and moved his eyes ahead. He knew what was out there, he knew what would happen. Suddenly, the boy spread his feet, his eyes changed dramatically. The pupils turned to slits and the color turned a yellow green. Six inch blades grew from his clenched fists and split from his feet. He could feel his teeth grow and sharpen, and he rubbed his rough tongue along his new set of teeth. He felt power grow in his body, pure muscle rippling in every joint. He felt his throat and lungs rearrange inside him. A very odd feeling, but barely painful. When it all stopped, the boy leapt, disappearing into the underbrush. The scientists went back to work, while the others watched the computers and scanners. One man, his eyes intent on the heart monitor, making sure the heart beat was level. It began to beat faster like all the other experiments had. But after the first few tries… they found it wasn't fear the drove the beeping into a frenzy… it was excitement. Within five minutes, there was crashing and roaring from inside the cage. The computers and monitors began to beep and change significantly. But the man kept his eyes on the monitor, the beep of each beat reaching his ears. There was a screech… and a yell… and then all was quiet. The continuous beep… was now a long droning sound… and the line went flat. The man dropped his head. The woman next to him pulled up the microphone to her lips. 'experiment E461… failure. Please prepare another energy liquid for next test.' The man looked at her, his eyes lost. The scientists' were busy around him, studying eggs, books, papers, or liquids. Jotting them down on a clipboard and debating whether they should use more of chemical A instead of chemical E. None of them notice the man slumping in his chair, eyes watering.