Jurassic War

by Hinton, Charles

  Jurassic War

  Introduction

  In the Jurassic kingdom, the meat-eaters didn’t dominate the pterosaurs, who weren’t considered dinosaurs because of their power

  of flight. They ruled the sky and were predators and scavengers. They ate corpses the meat-eaters left behind, and they swooped down and

  attacked dinosaurs for food.

  The dinosaurs or pterosaurs weren’t given the ability to build shelters or grow food and didn’t need furs to keep them warn. When Earth’s

  climate changed and dropped below the freezing point, many dinosaurs

  and pterosaurs died from the cold and many plants and foliages perished.

  Starvation occurred in the Jurassic kingdom.

  As the plant-eaters died out, it caused starvation in the meat-eaters’

  society, and they too died out. It’s only theorized that the dinosaurs and the pterosaurs died from the cold weather or shortage of food

  or others unknown disasters.

  Millions of years after the deaths of the creatures, humans were dominant over every living thing. They built great empires, battled each other over territories, rights, and resources. Some took dominance over others. The strong conquered the weak.

  Man brought the dinosaurs and pterosaurs back, but never thought the

  creatures would assert and reclaim their dominance. Now man was faced with a war with an enemy as dangerous as he.

  Chapter one

  It was the year 2010. Mark Water had long brown hair and a beard. He was wearing blue jeans, a laboratory jacket and generic sneakers. He was talking to a crowd of reporters and scientists from around the world in a laboratory corridor. “What I’m about to show you is a miracle,” he said. “I and a team of scientists have been able to hatch several of the frozen dinosaur eggs that were found months ago. The dinosaurs are babies, but soon they’ll be moved to a larger location. Please follow me.”

  He finished showing the dinosaurs and pterosaurs to the crowd. “You said the creatures are going to be moved to a large area. Can you tell me where and when?” a reporter asked.

  “Well, at present a zoo is being constructed in Southern California.

  It should be ready in a few months and will be open by summer.”

  “Who’s financing it and how large is it?” a second reporter asked.

  “The government. It’s being built on hundreds of acres of land.”

  “Why is the government wasting our tax dollars on this project when people need jobs and better housing?” a third reporter asked.

  “Well, the zoo will bring in enormous revenues and will provide thousands of jobs.”

  “Is it going to be near a city?” a fourth reporter asked.

  “Yes, Los Angeles.”

  A year later, Mark was teaching a class in the zoo’s museum , “Sixty-five million years ago, the two continents moved apart, creating the land masses we have today,” he said. During that time period some areas of Earth dropped below the freezing point and dinosaurs were extinct. Now they’re back, due to science.

  “At this zoo, we have over two thousand dinosaurs. The meat-eating dinosaurs are attackers, they hunt for prey. The plant-eating dinosaurs are defenders. They defend themselves from predators by attacking, running and hiding from them.

  “Dinosaurs weren’t stupid and cold-blooded freaks. They weren’t extinct because they were colossal or slow. There were plenty of small, fast, clever ones. Dinosaurs survived for a huge span of time, a hundred

  sixty-five million years on Earth. They once dominated the land as

  we ‘humans’ do today. They had the same survival skills as we, which

  are breeding, eating and avoiding being killed. Some scientists believe that dinosaurs became extinct because of Earth’s changing climate.”

  A student raised his hand. “What’s your theory of how they became

  extinct?”

  “My theory is, there’s a period of time where every species existed.

  Then they became extinct by shortages of food or by viruses or they

  were killed off by other animals.”

  “If dinosaurs had never became extinct, do you think man would rule the world today?” a second asked.

  “No. Dinosaurs would have hunted man down for prey and destroyed his villages. Some dinosaurs were huge, some over hundred and ten feet.

  Can you imagine a six-foot man fighting a forty-foot meat-eater? That’s like a mouse fighting a cat, and the man would be the mouse.” The

  class laughed.

  “Professor, would you say that man has created a Frankenstein monster by bringing the dinosaurs back to life?” a third asked.

  “No, because the Frankenstein monster was never created.” The class

  laughed again. “Class dismissed,” Mark said. “Study your texts. I’ll give a test in two weeks.”

  Ten years later, Dinosaur Land had expanded to two times its original size. More cages, restaurants, hotels and malls were built and thousands more were hired. New additions, casinos, bowling alleys, housing complexes and clubs were added. It had become a huge resort.

  The dinosaur population grew rapidly. Millions were sent to slaughterhouses around the world, to be used for food and clothing. dinosaur meat became as popular as beef. Clothing stores sold coats, pants, dresses, shirts and shoes made out of dinosaur skin. Supermarkets sold dinosaur meat and restaurants sold dinosaur cuisine. Dinosaur Land kept a minimum of twenty thousand dinosaurs for amusement. Sending the rest to slaughterhouses helped maintain the limitation.

  A week later, Mark and his family arrived at the White House by limousine. They entered the White House ballroom, which were filled with round tables covered with white cloth, and had a large dance floor and a stage.

  At the ball were, congress people, presidents of large corporations, high government and military officials, some of them with their family and friends.

  “Those snobs are staring at me,” Mark whispered.

  “Because you’re not wearing a suit,” said Sally.

  “This is a suit.”

  “A suit jacket made of dinosaur skin, old jeans and sneakers isn’t a suit, honey. You’re embarrassing-”

  Bob and a senator came to Mark’s table. “This is Senator Stewart,” Bob said.

  “Pleased to meet you, Senator,” Mark said. “This is my wife, Sally and daughter, Susan.”

  “I’ve heard a lot of things about you,” Stewart said.

  “Well, I hope they were good things.”

  Stewart laughed. “Yes, they were. You’ve brought in huge profits from Dinosaur Land and persuaded people that dinosaur meat is better than

  beef. You know, many of these people here got rich from dinosaur products.”

  “I see you’re wearing shoes made out of dinosaur skin,” Mark said.

  “You like them? My wife bought them.”

  “She has good taste. When are you going to bring her and your kids to Dinosaur Land?”

  “I need a vacation. I’ll take them next week.”

  I’m sure they’ll have a wonderful time.”

  Stewart and Bob said their good-byes. A waiter took Mark and his

  family’s order. Mark danced with Sally.

  At Dinosaur Land, Larry, left in charge, was at Mark’s desk. As he looked over the zoo’s invoices, the room violently trembled. Surprised, he shouted, “Heavens! It’s an earthquake!” He quickly hid under the desk.

  Suddenly the ceiling came tumbling violently down and trapped him.

  Outside, dinosaurs’ and pterosaurs’ cages were cracked and collapsing.

  Some creatures were killed in them and some were freed.

  After the devastation, the plant-eating dinosaurs stampeding in the direction
of the entrance, running over and crushing thousands of

  people. The meat-eaters attacked people.ripping, tearing flesh.

  The zoo’s security force shot several of the dinosaurs, but they were overpowered by the meat-eaters. Helicopters were on their way to rescue those trapped and injured. As soon as the helicopters arrived they were attacked by the pterosaurs, which caused them to crash to the ground and explode.

  Meat-eating dinosaurs entered the collapsed housing complexes, hotels, casinos, amusement park, malls and restaurants, convention center,

  and bowling alleys hunting for people who survived the quake.

  At the convention center, old veterans who fought in the Gulf and the Vietnam wars lay on the floor dead, covered with rubble, except

  for one who woke and said, “Oh my head. It must have been an earthquake.”

  He brushed off the rubble and saw two raptors charging him. He pulled a .45 automatic pistol from his jacket, shooting them in their foreheads, killing them. “I’m glad my wife told me to bring my gun. I’d better

  find her. I hope the earthquake or dinosaurs didn’t kill the old bag.

  She’s probably at that damn museum.”

  At one of the bowling alleys, a janitor lay unconscious on the bathroom floor. He woke and pulled himself up to one of the sinks, tried to get water to rub on his aching head, but no water came out of the faucet. “Damn no water,” he said, “well, I’ll use the water in the toilet.” He bent down and put his hands in the water. Suddenly he was bitten on the ass by a Troodon and screamed. The thing ate his entire body.

  In the safari park by the side of a road, a bus was turned over. A few passengers were alive. As they exited the bus, a Brachiosaurus

  crushed them to death.

  At the museum, Larry was digging his way out of the rubble which covered the desk he was under. He finally dug out and came face to face with a raptor. Suddenly he heard a gun fire and it fell dead, and he heard a voice shouting, “Hey, young fellow, are you all right?” It was the old veteran from the convention center. He put his gun away, helping him up. “Young man, I’m looking for my wife. I hope the old crow wasn’t eaten by a dinosaur.”

  A voice came from the door. “I heard that, you old goat! Don’t you ever call me that again!”

  Surprised, “Where have you been?” her husband asked. “I been looking all over for you.”

  “I was in the ladies’ room when the quake happened.”

  Larry asked the veteran, “Have you been outside?”

  “Yes, and it looks like a war out there. Dinosaurs are running free and attacking. Bodies are lying in the street dead. Flesh is torn off them, some are smashed to death.”

  “Oh, dear heavens, we’ve got to get out of this zoo,” Larry said. “Outside, at the back of this museum, there’s a heliport. I hope the bloody helicopter wasn’t damaged from the quake.”

  They made it down the stairs and to the back. “Jolly good, the helicopter not damaged,” Larry said. They quickly got in it, and Larry took it up. While in the air, a Pterodactyl was flying toward it. Surprised, Larry shouted, “The bloody hell! A Pterodactyl is coming toward us!”

  “What’s a Pterodactyl?” the veteran asked.

  “A flying reptile, chap.”

  “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it. You just drive.” The veteran took out his pistol, stuck it out the helicopter window, firing it. Five bullets hit the reptile in the head, killing it.

  “That was marvelous, chap,” Larry said.

  The veteran’s wife said, “That’s the only thing he’s good at.”

  Larry laughed.

  The veteran said, “When you shoot at these things you got to shoot them in the head. They’ll die faster.”

  “What, are you a professor now?” his wife asked him.

  “Shut up, you old crabapple!” her husband shouted.

  Larry flew the helicopter straight to L.A. and laughed at the old couple arguing as he piloted.

  Chapter Two

  Thousands of dinosaurs were running wild on roads, fields, and the highways heading in the direction of Los Angeles. The meat-eaters were on a hunting rampage, the plant-eaters were evading them, and pterosaurs were flying in flocks.

  On a road, a family of four rode in a van heading from L.A., not far from Dinosaur Land. Excited, a kid named Teddy said, “Dad, I saw a dinosaur running on the side of the road!”

  “I didn’t see a dinosaur,” his sister said. “He’s lying.”

  “Because you weren’t looking!” said Teddy.

  “Maybe that’s his childhood friend,” said his mother.

  The family saw a rex from a short distant, running toward them, bobbing its head and roaring. In disbelief their eyes widened.

  “Oh, my God,” the father said.

  “The one I saw was a small one!” Teddy shouted.

  His father quickly turned the van and the rex chased it, but the van’s speed was too great, leaving the rex far behind. The daughter screamed.

  Her father shouted, “Shut up! We’re out of danger!”

  Teddy giggled and his mother asked, “Where did that thing come from?”

  “Maybe it escaped from that dinosaur zoo,” the father answered.

  “We better warn the public,” his wife said.

  “Honey, they probably already know.”

  They drove fast for ten minutes, coming to a stop at a road block where police were set up.

  The father said to a cop who approached the van, “We saw a huge dinosaur back there.”

  “And a small one!” Teddy shouted.

  “We know about it,” the cop said. “Dinosaurs have escaped from Dinosaur Land. You’re lucky you’re alive. Pull your vehicle through.”

  In Los Angeles, the people were relieved that the quake did only minor damage, but the relief didn’t last long when news reports went out that dinosaurs were heading toward their way.

  Mayor Cornball of Los Angeles went on TV, telling residents to vacate the city with their belongings and they’d be directed out of the city by the police and shelter will be provided in nearby cities. Then Cornball headed to his office for a briefing with top city officials.

  There he said, “The people were warned to vacate L.A. I have informed the governor of the situation. He’s sending the National Guard to help.

  Roadblocks are set up to prevent people heading in the indirection of the dinosaur zoo and to prevent the dinosaurs from entering the city.”

  “Many of our police choppers were destroyed rescuing people from Dinosaur Land,” the police chief said. “We need more choppers.”

  “The governor will provide more,” Cornball said.

  “This city is going to be in a state of turmoil as the people evacuate,” an official said. “There’re going to be huge traffic jams, fights, thefts and probably riots.”

  “I know. Let’s just hope that the police will be able to control it,”

  Cornball said.

  “Major, how soon will the dinosaurs arrive?” a second official asked.

  “I don’t know, but I do know they’re on their way. They haven’t reach the roadblocks yet.”

  “Chief, do we have enough police to control and direct the people out of the city and suburbs safely?” a third official asked.

  “No. We’re short right now because some are stationed at the roadblocks. Hopefully they’ll be relieved by the National Guard.”

  “Mayor, has the President been informed?” asked a fourth official. “And what about the people who don’t have transportation to leave our city?”

  “Yes, the governor has informed him. Transportation will be provided for the people.”

  “Major, we’re going to have difficulties evacuating people who don’t want to leave the city,” the police chief said. “My police officers won’t have the time to drag them out of their houses and make them leave.”

  “Well, if people want to stay, let them.”

  “Mayor, do you think the National Gu
ard can stop the dinosaurs from entering the city?” a fifth official asked.

  “I’m not certain. That’s why people must vacate.”

  “Mayor, how many dinosaurs are heading this way?” a sixth official asked.

  “Sorry, I don’t have a count.”

  “If the dinosaurs get by the roadblocks and enter the city, it will be a nightmare,” the police chief said.

  “It’s already a nightmare,” said Cornball.

  After the warning, the city of L.A. turned into complete turmoil.

  Panic struck throughout the city and suburbs. Automobiles were hijacked.

  Banks, stores, office buildings closed. Fights, shooting and traffic

  jams broke out throughout the city.

  A senior citizen, running from her house with a few belongings, tried to catch a bus that was leaving the city. She was knocked down by

  a crowd of running people. Her belongings were kicked out of her arms and spread around. She cried, too weak to get up, then screamed, “Please, someone help me!”

  Many panicking people ran by her, but a woman stopped and helped her from the ground. The senior citizen smiled with joy. It was her daughter who said, “Mother, I told you not to leave your apartment! Why couldn’t you wait for me?”

  Crying, “I was scared.” She embraced her daughter. “I have to pickup my belongings.”

  “They’re scattered, Mother. We don’t have time. Come. My car is down the street.”

  A tractor broke down on a road, blocking traffic. Automobiles blew their horns. Upset, a man who was a boxer, got out of his car and went to the tractor window. “Move your truck! Asshole!” he shouted.

  Angered, the truck driver shouted back, “If you don’t get outta my

  face, I’ll kick your ass!”

  “Oh yeah! We’ll see who kicks whose ass!” He pulled the driver out, beat him mercilessly with his fists, killing him and continued beating his dead body as the police arrived on the scene, telling him to halt. The police tried to arrest the violent man, but he resisted, and they killed him.