"And this is the raptor pen", I declared, walking up the metal stairs towards the observation area. Dr. Malcolm and Dr. Sattler looked vaguely interested, but Dr. Grant had a look of intensity on his face while trying to spot the raptors.

"I wouldn't get too close", warned Robert Muldoon, announcing his presence. "They're vicious and will grab anything they can reach."

"That's Robert Muldoon, our head game warden, although he deals mostly with the more dangerous animals we keep here at the park. If you have any question about the raptors feel free to direct them towards either Robert or I."

"What kind of metabolism do they have? What's their growth rate?" questioned Dr. Grant, semi-enthusiastically, as if just being near the raptors made him slightly wary.

"They're lethal at eight months, and I do mean lethal. I've hunted most things that can hunt you, but the way these things move…" Robert trailed off, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.

"Fast for a biped?"

"Cheetah speed. Fifty, sixty miles an hour if they ever got out into the open, and they're astonishing jumpers-"

"Which is why we are taking the most extreme precautions for the safety of our guests," I cut in, not liking the picture he was painting of my favorite animals here.

"Do they show intelligence? With their brain cavity…" Dr. Grant asked, seemingly ignoring my statement.

"They show extreme intelligence, even problem-solving intelligence," Robert continued on to talk about the alpha. "Especially the big one. We bred eight originally, but when she came in she took over the pride and killed all but two of the others. That one… when she looks at you, you can see she's working things out. That's why we have to feed them like this. She had them all attacking the fence when the feeders came."

"But now, as you can see, we have successfully added the rest of 'her' egg-mates into the pack with no problems. There are now seven raptors in the pen, and there are a few more that were just hatched and will be brought to the pack in a few weeks," I cut in once again, trying to lighten the air.

"But the fences are electrified though, right?" Dr. Sattler questioned, seeming mildly disturbed by the level of their intelligence.

"That's right, but they never attack the same place twice. They were testing for weaknesses, systematically. They remember," he said ominously. Thankfully, Mr. Hammond declared it time for lunch, with a meal prepared by the chefs, although I think that everyone was still feeling a little nauseous from watching the raptors feed.

I pulled Mr. Hammond to the side to talk to him about the raptors. "Sir, there are at least two male raptors in the pack. I'm not sure how this happened, but I'm thinking it has something to do with the amphibian DNA you put into the dinosaur genes. You need to talk to Dr. Wu about this and find something to do about it, because Robert wants to kill them all, as if he didn't have enough hatred for them before. Anyways, I want to go check on the raptor that I was sent to yesterday, and catch up with you guys after lunch, if that's okay?" I proposed. He said that was fine and the group moved on, leaving me alone by the raptor pen.

I approached the large metal cage and opened the first door. Then, once it closed behind me, I approached the second door and slid my ID through the scanner, heart racing as the door hissed open. Finally, there was the inner fence, which I opened using the security panel. I broke out into a cold sweat as the fence swung shut with a resounding 'click', not sure if from fear or from the fever which I was sure had gone up throughout the day.

~I know this chapter is pretty short, but I'm still getting back into the groove of writing. Thankfully, I finally got a new computer (graduation present!) so I'm planning on updating fairly frequently, at least until school starts, after which I'll just need to work out my schedule and whatnot to find time. Anyways, thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed!~