Hey , guys. This is a story I have written, but not put up on this site. Hope you all enjoy it. Beware, for there are Jurassic World spoilers in this tale.
Food. That's what went through the animal's mind as it stalked through the forest, seeking out nourishment. Its large, muscular legs kept an even pace while its head turned slowly trying to locate a suitable food source. Stepping over a fallen log, it smelled the distinct scent of cattle. Its pace quickened, following its nose to the source of the smell. The moon was full, providing adequate lighting for the hunt. The animal came to a clearing, getting a quick count of the warm bodies in the field using its ability to detect heat. It slowly crept out of the tree cover, exposing it to the wind. The animal took a few strides at the cattle, and then stopped short of the fence line. It cautiously stepped over the wooden fencing, then lunged at the nearest sleeping cow and caught it in its jaws, eliciting a frightened moo, which woke the rest of the herd. The stampede thundered about the enclosure trying to escape, but couldn't smash through the wooden poles. With its prey trapped, the hunting beast ripped into the first animal, tearing its innards out, and gorging on the exposed flesh. The cows continued to run about, terrified. When it felt it had eaten enough of the first cow, the hunting animal stalked towards the rest of herd, towering over them, cramming them tighter and tighter into the corner of the enclosure, roaring at them, making mock lunges, snapping its jaws shut a few inches from the nearest cow.
Through all the noise, the farmer woke to see what in the world was going on. Lighting a lantern, he made his was outside, just in time to see a large reptilian tail twenty feet in the air slip into the forest. Going down to check on the cows, the farmer saw it wasn't good. He lost one cow, with its belly slashed out and its innards all over the ground. A bull was slashed in the hindquarters and along its side. Since its injuries were not fatal, the farmer went inside to send his wife to fetch the vet.
While his wife was gone, the farmer stood guard with his rifle, a present from his cousin in England, ready to engage the beast that had slaughtered his animals.
Queen Elsa of Arendelle was sitting in her office organizing an alliance with the neighboring country of Sweden when somebody knocked on her door. Before she could answer, her sister, Princess Anna, bounced into the room.
"Hello, Anna," Elsa said without looking up from her work.
"Hi, Elsa," Anna said cheerily. "What are you doing?"
"Organizing an alliance with Sweden," Elsa said blatantly. Suddenly another person knocked, but as Anna always seemed to forget to close doors, both could see who it was.
"Your Highness," a messenger said. "You have some urgent business awaiting you."
"Alright, I'm coming," said Elsa.
"Can I come too?" Anna practically begged.
"Why not?" Elsa said. Most of the time, whenever she had "urgent business" to attend to, it was normally quite simple. That and, Elsa had been trying to include Anna more after shutting her out of her life for about ten years.
When the pair of royals entered the throne room, it was clear that there was something wrong, as the vet, Doctor Jones, who the Queen rarely saw, was in a state of complete shock.
"Now," Elsa said calmly, "What seems to be the problem?"
Doctor Jones shuddered as he took a breath, and replied "Your Majesties, I believe we have a large problem that involves the safety and productivity of the entire kingdom."
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Jurassic Ice
FanfictionQueen Elsa has a problem: a savage beast has been terrorizing the countryside in the kingdom of Arendelle. With the appearance of a mysterious 18-year-old, and the rise of a bio-weapon creator, will she ever stabilize her lands, and manage to fight...
