Jurassic World: Apocalypse – Chapter 34: Apocalypse of the Century

A/N: Yes, this is the chapter you've all been waiting for! This is the chapter that's really going to make this story's title make sense. It's probably going to be far different than anything you ever imagined would happen here. I won't keep you here for too long, reading my boring author's note. Let's dive right into the final chapter! Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Jurassic Park except the very characters I've made up.

Dodgson rubbed his weary eyes as he exited his car in the parking lot, finding it unusually empty. There were a few other cars present, but no where near the number he usually had here. After a long night of homosaurians taking out dozens of military bases before they got a chance to defend themselves, Dodgson was pooped. Last night, he retired, only coming back to Biosyn early the next morning with a McDonald's bag containing an egg biscuit and a drink. He strolled into his headquarters and noticed the lady who would always work the front desk was absent for some reason. Strange, he thought. In fact, as he walked toward the entrance to Dr. Cort's laboratory, he didn't see anyone.

"They wouldn't all quit, would they?" Dodgson asked himself. "Of course not. That's ridiculous."

Feeling something suspicious, he hurried to the door for Dr. Cort's lab and went through it. He descended down the stairs and went down the dark, dingy hallway until he was just about to enter the botany experimentation room. He stopped – laying before him was a body, in fact it was the body of one of his scientists. The man, lying in a pool of his own blood, had severe lacerations around his neck; his shirt was ripped in many places, revealing deep wounds in his side and stomach. Dodgson gasped in horror at the sight, nearly dropping his McDonald's bag. He felt nauseous. Quickly, he side-stepped the body and entered the room to find amongst the many genetically-altered plants here were more of his scientists, lying dead on the floor in similar state to the first one he saw. Alarmingly, Dr. Bill Clearing stirred. Dodgson walked over to him.

"Bill?" Dodgson asked. "What happened?"

Bill gasped for breath, and held up his blood-covered hand. Dodgson grabbed his hand and helped him sit up and then he knelt next to him. Without medical attention, Bill was surely a goner.

"Talk to me man," Dodgson said. "What happened?"

Bill struggled to speak. "They're...they're..." He coughed blood up from his mouth. Dodgson grimaced at the sight. "They're everywhere."

"Who's everywhere? What happened?"

"They turned on...*cough, cough*...they've turned on us...they're taking us down one by one."

"But who is taking you down?"

Bill coughed again and slumped to the ground.

"Don't do this Bill," Dodgson said as he lightly slapped Bill's motionless hand. "Don't do this to me. You have to tell me what happened."

Bill did not respond. Dodgson needed to find Dr. Corts, and fast! After trying to call Dr. Corts on his cellphone, he hurried toward the lab serving as their communications room. He ran past dozens of other dead and dying scientists with graphic wounds covering their bodies. The smell of death was almost suffocating. Dodgson tried his best not to look at the corpses, feeling he'd regurgitate his dinner from last night at any moment. He was about to dart past Dr. Cort's office door, thinking he would be in the communications room instead, he heard sounds coming from inside. Curiously, he slowly opened the door to find an astonishingly disturbing sight.

In his view, amid other dead scientists were a small group of homosaurians in the far corner. They ripping apart and consuming a man who was lying dead at their feet. Dodgson was surprised by the dinosaurs' behavior. Weren't they more civilized than this? Dodgson recognized the face and gasped – it was Dr. Adam Corts! Why were they eating the man responsible for their creation? Dodgson realized what Bill meant and quietly closed the door. He couldn't help but cringe as one of the homosaurians plunged his snout into the geneticist's open stomach and pulled out a strand of intestine. The reptile snapped it free and slurped it down as if it were a noddle. The other homosaurians laughed in a raspy fashion. He rushed into the communications room and shut the door behind him. Again, the room was empty, and surprisingly absent of human bodies. He threw himself against the wall and covered his face with his hands.

"What's going on here?" Dodgson asked. "How could this happen?"

"You underestimated us, that's how." Looking up, Dodgson saw that all the monitor in front of him, once showing live footage from the war field, now showed the face of Red Crest. He gave a mocking grin at his former alpha. "Hello, Lewie."

Lewis Dodgson narrowed his eyes. "Hey! You do not call me Lewie!"

"I can call you whatever I want," Red Crest replied. "And I'd watch my tongue if I were you, Lewis, because we possess more power than you realize."

Dodgson slowly walked toward the screen. "Where is everyone?"

"I had your assistant give everyone in the upstairs department the day off. Everyone else is gone...or dead, as you've noticed. You're all alone." Red Crest lifted the arm of a human he had in his hand and bit into it, making sure Dodgson could see everything. Dodgson grimaced. "Captain Caleb tastes wonderful, in case you wanted to know."

"I wasn't going to ask that question," Dodgson replied, not sure if it would be worth trying to escape.

How is Bill doing, by the way, with his slow death? I saw he was still alive."

"None of your business. How would you know what's going on down here anyway?"

"I've been watching your every move since you parked your car, Lewis. I have access to all security cameras. There's no hiding for you. So now, you will share the fate of your fellow scientists."

Dodgson shook his head. "How could you do this? I thought you were genetically-engineered to follow my–"

"Pshaw! We are intelligent creatures, poor Adam Corts seemed to have forgotten that little detail when he cloned us. We have minds of our own and we can decide who we want to follow, and that individual is certainly not you. You see, Lewis, I got tired of being effortlessly pushed around like a...what was that you called us...oh yes, a 'genetically-engineered mutant that never really existed. An animal that never existed before that has been brought to life has no rights.' So I want to show you just how capable we are of thriving without the help of humans. And now, here's the best part, we're going to take over where you left off Lewis. It is our turn to take the reigns and obtain dominance over the whole earth. The reign of humans is officially over and the domination of the dinosaurs will return! Doesn't that sound wonderful?"

Dodgson clenched his fist. "You know what I think? You're sick!" He turned to run out the door.

"I wouldn't try escaping–"

As Dodgson opened the door, he was surprised to find he was standing face to face with another homosaurian. The dinosaur growled and darted forward, but Dodgson threw his breakfast bag in the reptile's open mouth and slammed the door. The homosaurian slammed his nose into the door.

"Ah!" the dinosaur called. "No one slams my nose and gets away with it!"

"Told ya," Red Crest mocked. He cackled. "Don't try escaping, Lewis. You're fate is inevitable. We will hunt you down wherever you go and–"

Dodgson became enraged now. He kicked one of the monitors to the floor, and then shoved the others from their anchor points on the wall until they were destroyed – on the floor and shattered. Only Red Crest's voice was heard now.

"Sorry, Lewis. We'll hunt you down!" He addressed the other homosaurians over the speaker system. "Alright, my fellow saurians! Kill Lewis Dodgson!"

Outside the communications room, Dodgson heard other saurians gathering at the door. He heard them murmer things like, "I wonder if he tastes as good as this egg biscuit." "How violent is he?"

"He's nothing compared to us!" "Move out of the way, I know how to pick locked doors."

Soon, the homosaurians would enter the room and tear him to pieces. But Dodgson was not going to let that happen! Not today! He noticed a ventilation grill and, snatching a screwdriver off a table, he started unfastening the grill so he could escape.

"Hurry, guys," Red Crest said. "He's escaping through a ventilation shaft."

The homosaurians outside picked up the pace, and so did Dodgson. Dodgson got it loose and made his way in just as the homosaurians opened the door and rushed into the room. Dodgson hurried as far back as he could as one of the predatory dinosaurs rushed forward. The first one dove his open jaws inside, only for Dodgson to deliver a kick to it, causing it to draw back.

"Kill him!" the homosaurians shrieked in their raven-esque raspy voice.

But Dodgson was one step ahead of them, he climbed up along the ventilation shaft. After reaching several feet up, he went into a side tunnel and moved forward on his hands and knees. He still heard Red Crest's voice through the shaft walls.

"He's making his way through the ventilation shaft," Red Crest said. "There's only one way out the way he's going. It's in the kitchenette. Meet him in there."

Dodgson stopped and frowned. There's gotta be something else I can do. Let me think, I've got to be smarter than these killers. What can I do that they'd least expect?

Red Crest sighed to himself in pride. The first and second part of their plan worked wonderfully. Dodgson was trying everything he could to escape fate, but Red Crest monitor showed that he went into the ventilation shaft in between the communications room and, based on the tunnel he took, he could only come out through the kitchen. He had no chance of escape.

"We have done well," Ripper told him. Blue Nose, standing near them both, nodded in agreement.

"Yes, we have. Let us go outside and get some fresh air. I long for my first breath of real air, not the stuffy oxygen we have in the building."

Red Crest, Blue Nose and Ripper left the room and began walking down the hallway upstairs, excited to finally see the outside world (though many homosaurians out on the battlefield obviously were exposed to external air, these three individuals had not.

"What do you think the outside world is like?" Blue Nose inquired.

"I've heard it's fresh," Ripper told him. "The air is nothing like it is in the building. It lightens your spirit and truly makes you feel alive."

Red Crest grinned. "I too will be excited when we exit this building...and when we take over the world. Those foolish humans...did they really think they could control us?"

"They've controlled everything else in the Kingdom Animalia, so of course they would. Even the smartest of mammals – elephants, dolphins and chimpanzees – are under the dominion of man."

Finally, Red Crest and the other three homosaurians reached the front doors of Biosyn. Slowly, Red Crest reached out his hand and pushed the door open. He inhaled and fresh, outdoor air filled his lungs. He joined a few dozen other homosaurians who had come out to also breathe in their first fresh air. Red Crest was amazed by the surroundings he'd only see in pictures or on a monitor. Around the huge, largely empty parking lot, there were tall skyscrapers that towered above. Honking cars, bird chirps and other ambient noises filled his ears. Very soon, he thought, this world will be ours!

Blue Nose asked, "What's the next part of our plan?"

Red Crest responded, "After we have wiped out enough military bases and their resources, you know, cause a ruckus amongst the humans, we will offer to spare the remaining humans if they will allow us to have world domination peacefully. If not, we'll just destroy them all."

"We can blot out over seven billion people?" Ripper asked.

"Without military protection, humans are nothing but livestock to us." He turned back toward Biosyn, "We may even further develop cloning technology and bring back our extinct brethren, the dinosaurs from the past. They shall be reintroduced to the world they once inhabited and mammals will be reduced to nothing but–"

Blue Nose's radio began to buzz. He retrieved it from a pouch attached to his stomach and said, "This is Blue Nose speaking." He turned to Red Crest. "You are requested."

Red Crest took the radio. "I am here."

"Red Crest," the homosaurian on the other end said, "Dodgson's escaped!"

"What?! How is that possible?!"

"He appears to have broken through the ventilation shaft and he's running toward the lab where all our technology is. You know, the Brachio-pods, speeder-cycles and the BIT, where those things are."

"We're surrounding the building already," Blue Nose told Red Crest. "There is no way he can escape."

"Find Dodgson," Red Crest snarled into the radio. "Kill him."

Dodgson landed on the floor. After breaking through the ventilation shaft with his screwdriver, he knew he had to get out of here. He raced toward the closest door that would take him upstairs and outside. I'm gonna get outside, he thought, then I'm gonna get somewhere safe. We're gonna survive this! We're gonna—drat! Ahead he heard noises of approaching homosaurians. He turned and began running towards the lab where most of their technology prototypes were located. The dinosaurs came from around a corner just in time to see him rush through the door.

"I see him!" one of them cried. "He's that way!"

"Don't let him get away!" said another.

The other homosaurians growled and shrieked in agreement and they raced down the corridor. Dodgson knew that if these dinosaurs reached him, he'd be dead in a matter of seconds. In front of him was the large room, but the floor to the lab was some 20 feet down. There was a staircase that took him down to the level of the lab itself. If he tried to get down there, they'd be able to outrun him or jump down to the lab floor, trapping him...unless...

As the homosaurs rushed forward, snapping their jaws, Dodgson yanked a fire extinguisher from the wall, removed the safety pin and sprayed a toxic cloud of carbon dioxide at his attackers. The dinosaurs coughed and gagged upon breathing the gas. This not only hid Dodgson from them, but allowed him time to descend down the staircase. Once he reached the bottom, he realized there was no other way out of this laboratory except the way he came. He was still trapped. The homosaurians would recover, find him and then he'd run out of ammunition for his fire extinguisher, and they'd kill and eat him. It would be over, they'd possess dominion over the entire planet and life on earth would forever be altered, all because of him and his work and the people who worked for him. Things were never supposed to come to this. Never.

It's over, Dodgson thought just before an idea came to him. Maybe it's not.

Dodgson walked briskly to the BIT and fired it up. As the ray guns prepared to form a time portal, he placed his hands on the lever that provided the time portal it's power. The words of Dr. Adam Corts rung clear in his mind: "Our machines can create a time portal even larger and more powerful than this; but if we try to get it that powerful, it could be devastating. You do not want to see this at its full strength...At maximum setting, it possesses power and energy equivalent to 100,000 hydrogen bombs set off all at once."

Dodgson nodded. Yes, this was something he had to do. Things would never have gotten this bad if it wasn't for him and his stupid greed. How novel, that Dodgson should be destroyed by the thing he and his company created. Did he have another choice other than to take this route? He couldn't think of one.

At the top of the stairs, the cloud of carbon dioxide cleared and the homosaurians growled at Dodgson. Now this was getting personal.

"That's the last straw, Dodgson!" one of the homosaurians swore. He and the others leaped down to the lab level, revealing that there were seven dinosaurs wanting to kill Dodgson right here, right now. With a hair-raising shriek, the dinosaurs rushed forward, jaws open and hand claws ready to tear him apart.

"We'll see about that," Dodgson said. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the energy level up to maximum. The ray guns, in fact, the entire machine began to vibrate and whir. Suddenly, they fired a white beam toward the center of the platform and a giant ball of energy was created as it exploded into even greater size. The room's temperature increased to 600 degrees Fahrenheit as intense light and energy filled the lab; the homosaurians issued their last cries of torment and intolerable pain as they were instantly cooked alive.

"This is a small step for homosaurian," Red Crest declared to the few dozen homosaurian gathered around him. "But it is a giant leap for dinosaur kind as we embark on a quest greater than any dinosaur has ever known. We will strive for world domination!"

The other homosaurians cheered and clapped. All of them were very excited about the new world they were about to enter. But just as the applause died, the ground began to rumble and shake. It was weak at first, only to grow stronger and stronger by the second.

"What's going on?" Blue Nose asked.

"It sounds like a tremor," Ripper answered. "They're quite common in California."

Red Crest shook his head. "Something's wrong."

As the vibrations grew even stronger, everything around them seemed to shake. In a few seconds, things grew violent. Skyscrapers and other tall buildings crumbled to the ground, unable to support themselves any longer. Car noises grew more panicked as chaos swept over the city. Even the homosaurians were beginning to panic.

"We must get somewhere safe!" Red Crest shouted above the noise. "Everyone, follow me and–"

Suddenly, Biosyn headquarters was engulfed in a giant explosion that rapidly evolved into a great ball of fiery energy and clouds of debris were kicked up into the air. The homosaurians stood in raw shock and terror as the cloud rose high into the sky. A monstrous ejecta cloud rushed from the explosion towards them. From it flew large pieces of debris from the building and even the parking lot itself as it was being ripped from the ground.

"RUN!" Red Crest exclaimed.

The homosaurians ran for their lives after Red Crest, their leader as the ejecta cloud began to spread across the land. This enormous blast wave knocked over buildings and trees with ease and swept up cars and people and other objects with ease. The people of the city were powerless against this man-made creation. An 11.1 magnitude earthquake ripples through the ground, causing any remaining buildings near the explosion to collapse into a pile of rubble. Any living thing engulfed in the ejecta cloud itself were barbequed alive by the 300-degree heat. It seemed as though this unstoppable force might encompass the entire globe.

Billy and the others (minus Owen and his squad) waited patiently in the Control Room. With Arnold absent, Lowery took matters into his own hands and shut off the system. When he tried to flip it back on, he figured out that he needed to reboot the system from the maintenance shed nearby. Sarah accompanied him as they went to accomplish the final step in turning the power back on while everyone else was hoping that any second now, things would come back on and the park could regroup. The kids and teenagers were passing the time by playing with Dianthus the elephant. They'd throw little plastic balls across the room and watch as the elephant ran after them to catch them.

"How long could it take to, uh, flip a couple switches?" Malcolm, who'd been brought back into the Control Room some point early this morning, asked.

"It's not that simple, Ian," Hammond told him. "They have to get to the maintenance shed, which is in its own separate building all by itself. Then they have to make their way through the corridors in the shed, and finally turn on the individual park systems. It's a process."

"No expense spared, of course," Claire said with a little smile.

"What's going to happen to the park now?"

The adults turned to see Gray standing behind Claire. Claire frowned.

"Oh, I don't know honey."

"We're gonna be Chapter 11 pretty soon," Oscar said. "That's for sure."

"But first the military's gonna arrive," Billy Yoder added, "and they're gonna make sure the island's properly evacuated and make sure the dinosaurs are contained."

Hammond suddenly looked concern. "They're not planning to destroy the island...are they?"

"No telling, I'm afraid. Considering how dangerous the park is, they might decide to do that because it's so close to the mainland. I'm sure the government is concerned that the dinosaurs could reach the mainland and wreak havoc, kind of like what happened to those pterosaurs."

"What happened to those pterosaurs anyway?" Cheryl inquired.

"The government was gonna contain that situation, but the military got hung up, so I suspect they're quite widespread by now."

"When is the military supposed to be here?" Claire asked him.

"Well, they said they hoped to be here by 8 a.m. But, like I said, they're hung up at the moment."

"Hung up? How does the government's military get 'hung up'?"

"Not sure. I was told military bases are being attacked by some offensive force, not just in the US, but global. They're trying to fight them off."

"You mean terrorists?" Masrani asked.

"They didn't say, and they didn't seem like they identified who the attackers are. But man, they've got some pretty high-tec war equipment."

"I wanna go home," Gray sighed.

Claire wrapped her arm around her nephew. "I know sweety. Soon the military's gonna come and pick us up, you'll be able to see your parents...and your mom will probably never let me see you again."

Suddenly, the lights turned on and the computer monitors began booting up. Everyone cheered. Hammond's cellphone rung. He answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Lowery. We got the power back on. You have electrics in there?"

"Yes, everything is back on. Thank you."

"Alrighty. We'll be back up in a moment or two."

"Terrific. Be careful on the way back. We don't want you to get attacked by raptors or something."

Lowery laughed. "Yeah, like they'd ever figure out how to get down here. But we'll be careful anyway. See ya soon."

"Bye."

Hammond hung up and smiled. "Finally, things are getting back in order."

"All we have to do now," Harding said, "is get the dinosaurs back in their paddocks – again – find out a way to convince everyone that Jurassic World is safe again and we'll be back in business."

"Good luck with that."

"In the meantime," Billy said, "I'm just glad everything's slowly falling back in order."

"About time," Dr. Sorkin muttered.

As everyone celebrated, Claire looked around the room and noticed Owen was absent. She walked out of the Control Room and headed outside the Innovation Center. Here, she saw Owen with Blue, Charlie, Delta and Echo. They appeared to be in one of their training sessions. As usual, Owen's hands were outstretched toward the raptors, who slowly circled him. As a Dimorphodon flew overhead, Charlie looked up at them.

"Charlie! Eyes on me!" Owen said, clicking his clicker with one hand.

Charlie snarled.

"Watch your mouth, Charlie."

As they circled, Delta accidentally hit Echo with her tail. Echo growled and snapped at Delta, who swiped her hand claws in return.

"Knock it off, you two! Eyes on me!"

Finally, all the raptors eyes were on Owen. Owen began moving away from the Innovation Center. The raptors followed his every move.

"And...we're moving...eyes on me...eyes on me...freeze!"

The raptors stopped. Owen nodded his head in approval and got a small mouse from his pocket. The four raptors twitched their tails, eagerly eying the mouse. Owen threw the mouse and Charlie caught it. Then he threw one to Delta, Echo and finally, he threw one to Blue.

"Eyes on me...and...release!"

The raptors ran off down Main Street. Knowing it was now safe, Claire walked toward Owen.

"Hey," she said.

"Oh, hi. To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Nothing." Claire grinned smirkly.

Owen cocked his eyebrow. "For a sec I thought I was growing on you."

Claire shrugged. "Meh. Not much."

"What about that moment we had earlier?"

"I was caught up in the moment."

"Pity."

Claire rolled her eyes. There were a few seconds of silence. "You know, I got this crazy idea that we should go on a real date after this is all over."

Owen grinned. "What? We've had a real date before."

Claire sighed. "Don't remind me."

"It would have been a great date, you know, if you hadn't–"

"Oh shut up!" Claire grabbed his head and pulled him toward her's and they kissed, for several seconds. When Claire pulled back, Owen grinned. Claire was sure he was about to say something cocky in an attempt to be cute when the doors to the Innovation Center opened. Claire quickly fixed her hair a little as Henry Wu and D-Caf exited the building.

"Hey, Owen!" D-Caf said.

"D-Caf!" Owen replied. "Haven't seen you since last night."

"Yeah, I've been helping bring in surviving troopers."

Owen turned to Henry. "And where've you been all this time."

"I was cleaning up my lab from last night's escapade. I never thought we'd have to clean up Hoskins' body off the floor. Gosh, that was disgusting."

"I bet," Claire said.

"I've got a lot of things to sort and get finalized before the military gets here. I don't want them messing with all my embryos and equipment. Do you think they'll be here soon?"

"Yoder told me that they were busy tackling another problem, so we might have to wait on the island a little while longer."

"Well, at least I'll have more time to—wait, do you feel that?"

"Feel what?"

Before Henry could answer, the ground began to rumble. Isla Nublar wasn't known for getting earthquakes, so this was a rather strange occurrence. The four humans stood silently as a flock of Pteranodon and Dimorphodon flew over Main Street, toward the mountains. Contrary to their nature, they didn't seem interested in attacking. Then Owen's raptors came from around the corer and they ran toward the Innovation Center. They stopped to look back across the Isla Nublar Lagoon.

Claire turned to Owen. "They nervous?"

"Yeah," Owen said. "Not the usual kind of nervous either. Something's happening."

"What's that on the horizon?" D-Caf questioned.

Beyond the mountains, the raptors, Owen, Claire, D-Caf and Henry watched a what looked like a giant wall of clouds rushed toward the island. It was huge and powerful in appearance. No wonder the raptors were nervous.

"What is that?" Claire asked.

"I have no idea," Owen said. "But I don't like it. We need to get back to that Control Room and hunker down. Now!"

Rexy stomped out of the jungle and looked out over the valley in the northwestern region of the island. Stretched out before her was the majesty of creatures that walked the earth, just as their predecessors did long ago. A few Apatosaurus fed at the edge of the forest across the valley. In the foreground, a solo Ankylosaurus grazed amongst a herd of Parasaurolophus and Edmontosaurus. Off to the right, a trio of Velociraptor cut across the valley to reach the cover of the trees. These were either survivors from last night's brawl or from another batch of raptors elsewhere on the island. To her far left, Rexy observed the juvenile T. rex attempting to scare away a pair of Dilophosaurus from their kill. The crested dinosaurs flashed their frills at the tyrannosaur, but they knew there was no way they could win this fight. Strangely, they did not try to spit their venom at the tyrannosaur; were T. rex immune? This question did not concern Rexy; at the moment, nothing did. She was just glad that she had retained her crown.

The adult female Tyrannosaurus rex walked out into the sunlight of the dawn. Now in the open, fresh scars could be seen covering the sides of her scaly body. These would remain with her for the rest of her life and act as a reminder as to why she still is the queen of this island. Rexy stood to her full height and roared, letting all creatures of Isla Nublar know that this was her domain.

Just then, the dinosaurs of the valley looked up to the sky in confusion as a huge flock of pterosaurs flew overhead; they were heading towards the mountains to the northwest. They seemed to be frightened by something. But what could frighten a group of pterosaurs of this size? Rexy soon got the answer. The ground beneath her began to quiver, as if in an earthquake. The hadrosaurs made calls of alarm and began stampeding toward the northwestern mountains, following the pterosaur flock. The Apatosaurus, Ankylosaurus and raptors followed as well. The Dilophosaurus pair and the juvenile tyrannosaur had no choice but to flee as well.

Rexy didn't know what was happening, but instinct told her she needed to follow the other dinosaurs. She charged after them, just in time. Looking back, she saw that a huge cloud was rushing over the mountains and straight toward the valley! It was the ejecta cloud and it was coming in fast! If she could just hurry, she might make it to safety in time. Roaring loudly, Rexy ran into the jungle on the other side of the valley. She couldn't comprehend what was happening, but the next sequence of events that would occur would forever change the course of life on earth.

"Is everyone in?" Dr. Sorkin asked.

"Not yet," Billy Brennan told her. "Owen and his girls are still out there, as well as Oscar and Dr. Wu."

"They'd better hurry up," said D-Caf. "That storm's coming in pretty fast, and it's a whopper."

"What was it exactly?" asked Gerry.

"Not a thunderstorm type of storm, more like a sand storm...actually, kinda reminds me of the ejecta clouds from nuclear bombs I saw tested when I served in Iraq. But that storm's even bigger!"

"How is that possible?" Dr. Sorkin asked.

Before an answer came, Oscar and Henry reappeared; Henry was carrying a large suitcase-sized container. Dr. Sorkin raised her eyebrows. Seeing her expression, he said, "It's a refrigerated storage compartment for some of our embryos. That storm looks like it's gonna knock out the power for a while, so I figured we'd keep these safe."

"Was that really necessary?!" Oscar bellowed. "Running to your lab for some dinosaur embryos that you can clone some other day?"

"Hey, I'll have you know this is years of research right here. I don't know what that storm's gonna do. But after it's all over, having these embryos will allow us to start back up again quickly."

A moment later, Owen ran into the room. He shut the door behind him. "I locked the raptors are in someone's office. They're going to wreck that room, but at least they should be safe."

The ground was still shaking wildly as objects fell off of desks and from shelves, including the several miniature dinosaur toys decorating Lowery's work area. He groaned.

"Aw, man. I just set those back up!"

Then the building was shaken by an especially violent quake. Everyone was motionless in the room, glad that the Control Room was slightly underground and built with a firm foundation so that it wouldn't be destroyed by the blast. After the shaking stopped, the room was still quiet; no one knew what would happen to them next.

"You've got a sturdy building, Hammond," Sarah said.

"Ah, well..." Hammond breathed, taking a seat in a nearby chair, "spared no expense." Dianthus ran toward Hammond and kicked at his feet. Chuckling, Hammond picked the little elephant up and sat him on his lap. Dianthus was tired from the action-filled day and laid himself down to take a much-needed nap. "All I need know is my rocking chair."

"What are we going to do now?" Alaina asked.

"We wait," Masrani replied. "We wait until the storm passes us over."

Zach crossed his arms. He wanted a more satisfying answer. "And how long do you think that will be?"

"Who knows?" Masrani turned to Owen, since he did not actually see the storm itself.

"No telling," Owen said. "But it's a huge storm. Bigger than anything I've ever seen."

Unfortunately, no one was quite sure what to do. For the next several minutes, people were either twiddling their thumbs or talking amongst themselves in small groups. Cheryl noticed that Billy seemed perturbed, the way he stood in the corner. She walked over to him.

"Hey, you OK?" Cheryl asked.

"Yeah," Billy responded. "This wasn't how anything was supposed to go. After this was all over, I was gonna get you out of here so we could go have a real vacation...somewhere with no dinosaurs, live ones anyway."

Cheryl smiled. "Fossil dinosaurs I don't mind to much. That's the great thing about bones, they don't try to eat your delicious, nutritious face."

Billy laughed a little. "I love you."

"I love you too." She kissed him on the lips. "Something else is bothering you. I can tell."

"I was thinking about Dr. Grant again last night."

"Really? What a random thought."

"Not really, Mr. Hammond said he'd tell us last night, but I don't think he expected any of this stuff to happen."

"Ask him now."

"You think now's a good time?"

"Hey, what else do we have to do?" Billy shrugged and he and his girlfriend approached Hammond. "John."

Hammond looked up, stroking his elephant's head. "Yes, Mr. Brennan?"

"Yesterday, you said that you'd tell me about what happened...to Dr. Alan Grant, but seeing what happened yesterday..."

"Yes, yes, I was, wasn't I? I suppose there's no better way to pass the time than to tell a good story."

Tom, Alaina and Brianna approached as well.

"Can we listen in too?" Tom asked. "I was friends with Dr. Grant's son, Luke."

Alaina added, "So was I."

Hammond shrugged. "Everyone in here probably needs to hear the whole story now, seeing what's happened so far. Besides, there isn't anything confidential anymore, any how." He turned to Claire, Dr. Sorkin and Dr. Wu, the only three surviving people who had been with him on this endeavor since the very beginning. "Is that alright with you three?"

"Sure," Claire said. "They need to know."

After everyone gathered around, Hammond began to relate the entire story of what happened: "It started in the late summer of 2013 – almost two years ago. International Genetic Technologies tried to accomplish the impossible. Not only were we trying to bring the ancient dinosaurs back to life, but we were also trying to go where no man has gone before – we were trying to invent a method that would allow a man to travel through time."

"Travel through time?" Kelly asked. "Did you succeed?"

"Indeed we did, Dr. Harding. We did. Our first time-traveling venture brought us back to the Carboniferous environment, which, for those of you who don't know, was home to giant arthropods like 10-foot millipedes and dragonflies with a meter-long wingspan. It wasn't long, as we were only in the past for a minute or two before I decided–"

"You mean I decided," Dr. Wu interjected. "You would have stayed there longer."

"Well, yes. Dr. Wu convinced me that if we wanted to know about the past, we needed people who were experts in the scientific fields. So we found those people and assembled a team of researchers that would go back in time. We called this team 'JurassiQuest'. On that fateful team were Dr. Alan Grant, the paleontologist who led the mission, paleobotanist Dr. Ellie Sattler, Dr. Grant's son, Luke, geographer Bob Gerald, survivalist Alisha Roland–"

"Alisha Roland?" Jess asked. "Oh my gosh! I used to love watching her show...until it mysteriously stopped airing. No announcement, no heads up, it just ended, soon after she disappeared."

"We also brought on board the team African game warden Robert Muldoon and several InGen Security troopers, who would protect the team from potentially dangerous creatures. We sent them back to the Triassic ecosystem of Argentina and were scheduled to return the following day. Unfortunately, a virus had been introduced to the system and we were unable to not only fire up the time portal, but the virus messed it up for good, so our technicians would have to start from scratch. We still don't know how that virus got there. The JurassiQuest team was trapped in the past."

"So that's why they went missing," Tom said quietly.

"You couldn't just build another time portal?" Billy asked.

"I wish we could," Hammond told him.

"And we tried," Dr. Wu said. "We tried everything to fix the old time portal, but that virus messed it up so much that it was beyond repair. So we had to start fresh, even to the point of redeveloping some of the software."

"During that time," Dr. Sorkin continued the story, "Dr. Wu and Dr. Claire–"

"Dr.?" Gray asked.

"She's a geneticist too, remember?" Zach informed him.

"That's right."

"Figured out a way to bring dinosaurs back to life via cloning. We produced our first dinosaur, a baby Edmontosaurus, in January 2014."

"Right," Hammond said. "It was around that time when InGen joined Masrani Global Corporations in order to create a dream I've had for years – a dream to create a theme park filled with living, breathing dinosaurs, now known as Jurassic World. Thanks to Masrani's construction division, the park was up and running by summer of 2015, when our little incident took place. For those of you who weren't told this part of the story already, investors for the park wanted an attraction that would guarantee the park's success for many years to come. So Dr. Wu developed the park's first genetically-modified hybrid – Indominus rex. As you all know by now, she escaped and chaos broke loose."

"And don't forget about Nedry," Henry reminded him.

"Right. Dennis Nedry, one of our computer guy's since before the park, was apparently stealing our embryos to sell to another genetics company, Biosyn. Today, he wasn't very fortunate and was killed by the park's Dilophosaurus. I think that catches everyone up to speed."

"Yes, it does," Gerry Harding said. "I had no idea so much stuff happened before I got this job."

"Well, now you do," said Masrani.

Hammond turned to Billy and Tom. "I'm sorry about what happened to the Grant's. We're very sad to have lost them as well."

"I understand, thank you," Billy said.

"Yeah, thanks," Tom added.

A mighty gust of energy shook the building, causing everyone to become concerned. But again, the building stood firm. Billy held on tightly to Cheryl's hand. Cheryl winced.

"At least you know the truth now," she said. "That must be so relieving."

Billy shook his head. "No. I thought I'd be relieved to, to finally know what happened to Dr. Grant. But for some reason...I feel anxious."

"How so?"

"Anxious as in something's going to happen. Something is telling me that we've gotten involved in something far bigger than we ever realized. Something much bigger. And I believe fate's gonna tell us just how big in a very short period of time."

A/N: Well, that's the end! That's Jurassic World: Apocalypse! In typical Star Wars fashion, I'm ending the story on a cliffhanger. Which means...I'm going to have one more part to this trilogy. The next story is...*drum roll*...what? You didn't really think I was going to reveal it now, did you? Haha! In the meantime, how did you guys like that story? Was it everything you hoped for? What direction do you think the story is going? Is it possible that the characters of Jurassic World: Apocalypse could have an intertwining story with the characters of JurassiQuest? You'll have to wait to find out! In the meantime, please be sure to favorite this story if you haven't already, leave a review and follow my account so that you can know the moment I publish the first chapter of the sequel to Jurassic World: Apocalypse.

(Now, the moment you've all been waiting for!) The sequel is called...Jurassic World: Aftermath! If you thought JurassiQuest and Jurassic World: Apocalypse were awesome, just wait till you read Jurassic World: Aftermath. I'll be publishing the first chapter next week. Until then...spare no expense!