The Park Is Open (Zach Mitchell x Reader)

Part 4

"We have eyes on the target south of the aviary, proceed and engage." The copter kept flying as Mr. Masrani spoke again, "Come on boys, look alive, this ones for our kids at home right?" Both of the soldiers nodded, the copter flew over the thick patch of woods, looking downward for the murdering beast.

"10'o clock by the bird cage." All 3 looked down at the large white monster ran threw the forest roaring up at the helicopter, the one solider in the back got behind the large gun. With the hand on the large trigger he started to fire the large weapon at the beast, dirt came up wherever the large bullets landed, smoke explosions.

He kept firing the bullets echoing with each shot as the hybrid ran threw the glass of the aviary, shattering echoed. he stopped firing.

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Lowery started to shout, "no! no! no! no! no!" The girl put her hands over her face, and started to cry, Hoskins came from behind and put his hand on Lowery, Lowery looked at his hand, and Hoskins spoke, "looks like your fox got in the hen house. " Hoskins started to massage his shoulder or do something strange, but whatever it was he didn't like it.

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The Indominus roared loudly, her jaws opening all the way up revealing her large blood stained teeth, the pterodactyl and dimorphodon (ones with T-Rex head) both of them flinched and roared back at the beast, some flew up trying to get away from her. She roared again, this time facing the other way, she was shouting commands. She turned around and snapped at them as they started to fly away, giving them a warning on what would happen if they didn't do what she asked.

They started to fly up towards the helicopter, screeching as they flew threw the broken glass. The soldier shooting the gun started to yell, "pull up! pull up!" He kept shooting the gun as Mr. Masrani tried as hard as he could to pull the metal contraption. A loud scream came from the back as the creatures swarmed the copter, the soldier in the back had fallen out, he was then grabbed within the jaws of a pterodactyl.

The one in the front ripped off his glasses, and tried to hang on, preparing for a crash landing. Just as he did a large pterodactyl came thru the front window pushing his sharp beak into the chest of the man, he let out a slight scream of pain, and then his head fell to the side, he was dead. Mr. Masrani threw his glasses off, and held on the controls tighter this times, trying to be able to fly threw the swarming dinosaurs.

The controls were held steady by Masrani's hand, the blade of the helicopters were getting caught on the flying beast, until it started to spin, the system started to fail. He couldn't do it anymore, the controls were ripped out of his hands as the copter started to spin. Until he heard a loud glass shatter echoing breaking in his ear, his head hit the back of the seat, cutting on something strange, blood started to come from the back of his head, he felt his vision get blurry.

He then took off his headphones and looked up, memories flashing through his mind, memories of his little girl. The day you moved in, how happy you were just to be out an apartment, the pure joy on your face. The way you needed coffee each morning to survive the day, the smile that came to your face when he would take you out for ice cream. The nights he comforted you because you were crying about your mother and father, and the day he brought you to the park to see the new dinosaur hatching..

He closed his eyes, smiling at the memories, yet a single tear fell from his eye and traveled down his cheek. At that moment it was over, the memories gone, he was only to live on in your memories, and the memories of others. It was true, Mr. Masrani was dead.

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The young co-worker was tearing up, her voice cracking, she pressed on her mic, "We have a breech in the aviary," She kept crying, everyone was speechless, their expressions lowering towards the floor, but only one person knew what was going on. He looked up anger soaking his face, whatever was going on, he knew his next move, ingen's next move.