Jeremy was shocked. After so many years of working to keep Isla Sorna safe, Nick has suddently changed his mind and wanted the island destroyed. Jeremy shook his head. This was not the first time Nick had seen death occur on Site B, and probobly wouldn't be the last. What was it about Susan that set him off? Something touched Jeremy on the shoulder. He jumped around, startled. It was Tom Frost. "Excuse me," said Frost, "but may I remind you that the Tyrannosaurs are still over there?" Nick gritted his teeth and nodded. Less then ten yards away, the giant emerald Tyrannosaur gave an ear splitting roar to the heavens. The smaller Tyrannosaur joined in, followed by the squeaking cries of the infants. "Good, they're distracted," said Baselton, "follow me". Carefully, Baselton led the others through a patch of ferns, keeping low to the ground and out of sight of the predators. They were so close to the animals. Nick could smell the rotten breath of the Tyrannosaurs. He admited to himself that he was terrified. He thought of Susan. She would have been able to handle this. Nick kept going, and stepped on a twig. It was only a small sound, but the Tyrannosaurs immediatly lifted their heads from the dead Carnotaurus, their mouths dripping with blood. "Oh crap," said Jeremy. He leapt to his feet and ran. With a tremendous howl the emerald Tyrannosaur leaped forward. Baselton gasped as the beast's shadow rose over him, blotting out the sun.

The rest of the grouped jumped to their feet, racing as fast as they could from the charging Tyrannosaur. "Keep running!" shouted Frost, "they won't leave the young alone for very long!" Sure enough, the emerald Tyrannosaur quickly gave up the chase and returned to the screaming infants. However, the Other Tyrannosaur was still in hot pursuit. Nick and Baselton scrambled over rocks and logs, trying to put as much distance between them and the giant predator as they could. But the Tyrannosaur kept comming, smashing its way through the trees that stood in its way.

Frost looked up at the sky. It was getting darker and darker. Night was falling fast. The moon was already high in the sky, casting an eerie blue glow across the forest. The mighty roar of the Tyrannosaur brought Frost back to reality. They needed to find cover, and fast. To the left was a large fallen long. Frost grinned. “Hey! You!” he called out to the rampaging predator. The Tyrannosaur bellowed in response, and changed direction, charging toward Frost. The man ran toward the log, making sure to allow the Tyrannosaur to keep pace with him. The plan worked perfectly. The Tyrannosaur’s foot lodged beneath the log, and as the beast tried to take another stride, it toppled over. Great, that would give them time to put distance between themselves and the predator. Frost looked at the others. They were stopped, and looking up at something. He rushed to catch up with them .Jeremy, Nick and Baselton were standing at the edge of a large clearing. Nearby was a jeep, completely crushed. But straight ahead was the helipad they had been trying to find. Four sturdy steel poles stood fifty feet across the ground, and on top was a concrete slab with a big “H” on it, as well as a camoflauge green helicopter.

“Look,” said Nick, pointing to the ground beside the helipad. There was a ladder on the ground, but it was torn, twisted and in three pieces. “How do we get up there?” wondered Jeremy. A roar from the jungle reminded them that they didn’t have much time. Working quickly, Baselton grabbed a sharp stone and cut the tow cable off the wrecked jeep. With a well aimed throw, he managed to lock the hook on the side of the platform. He grinned, and started to climb.

The ground shook. Nick looked around. The Tyrannosaur was near. “Don’t get on the cable until I’m off it!” Baselton called, “We don’t want it to break!” Nick nodded, but he knew their time was short. Anouther footfall from the giant predator. This time, the poles that held up the helipad shook and swayed. For the first time, Nick noticed that this was a very makeshift structure, and on top of that, it was quite rusty. It could fall apart at any moment. Up on the cable, Baselton reached the top of the helipad, but at that moment the Tyrannosaur exploded from the jungle, howling savagely. Baselton gasped and slipped. He reached out with his wounded arm and grabbed onto the side of the platform. A terrible burning pain shot through his body. He couldn’t hold on for much longer. Baselton looked down. The Tyrannosaur was bellow him, snapping its jaws at his legs. The beast bit down onto the steel pole closest to Baselton. Immediately the structure ripped free. The helipad was now supported by only three rusty poles, and was beginning to tip over. Baselton’s eyes went wide as he saw the Helicopter begin to slide.

Down on the ground, Jeremy was wide eyed with fear. If the helicopter fell, they would be stuck here for the rest of their lives. Looking up at the Tyrannosaur snapping at Baselton, Jeremy had a feeling that those wouldn’t be very long. Jeremy had to do something, anything. But right now he was stuck to where he stood, to frightend to move.

Nick looked over at Jeremy. He was standing still, his eyes unnaturaly wide. Odd, the bravest of the group was the one who couldn't handle the situation. Typical. Nick knew from experience that nothing goes your way in survival situations. He was going to have to find a way to help Baselton. Nick grabbed the cable, which was still hanging from the helipad, and pulled. The hook pulled loose. Nick swung the heavy cord over his head like a lasso. Startled by the sudden movement, the Tyrannosaur turned, snarling. Nick whiped the cable forward. It slapped against the Tyrannosaur's neck and spun around. Nick grinned, but then he realized he didn't know what to do now that he had the Tyrannosaur subdued. Before Nick could react, the Tyrannosaur jerked its head upwards. Nick went flying in the air. Still holding onto the cable, he grabbed onto the branch of a tree.

With a savage growl the Tyrannosaur bit down on the branch where Nick was hanging and gave a sharp tug. Nick fell off and hit the ground hard. He moaned and tried to stand. Suddently, there was a long, low hooting cry. Frost looked in the direction of the sound. Standing at the other end of the clearing was a huge creature. Raised to its full hight, the animal towered 56 feet above the ground. Its body was a mottled green with a buldging pot belly that was protected by bony armour. Its legs and tail were short and stubby, but its arms were massive and muscular. At the end of each arm were three three foot claws, like razors. "It's Titanonychus!" cried Frost, torn between excitment and terror. The Titanonychus cried out again. It was a surprisingly high pitched sound for such a large creature. Startled by the arival of the very big animal, the Tyrannosaur stomped its foot and growled.

The Titanonychus let loose with a low rumbling cry, then dropped down to all fours, resting on its knucles like a gorrilla. The animal had nearly twice the bulk of the Tyrannosaurus, and the predator was hesitent. Still, it wasn't about to allow anything to get between its foot and its jaws. With a roar, the Tyrannosaur lunged at the Titanonychus. Quickly, the giant rose up and displayed its mighty claws. The Tyrannosaur stopped short and growled. The two titans stared at each other, daring the other to make a move. "This is our chance," whispered Jeremy. Grabbing Nick off the ground, he and Frost raced toward the teetering helipad, where Baselton was trying desperatly to keep the helicopter from falling. Nick swung the cable again, and managed to snatch the platform with the hoook. The three men silently started to climb as the dinosaurs took turns making false charges.

Finnaly, the Tyrannosaur lunged forward, mouth agape. It managed to get its teeth around the Titanonychus's arm, but the larger animal quickly pulled free. Before the Tyrannosaur could regain its balance, the Titanonychus struck it accross the face with its giant claws. Blood poured from the three slashes on the Tyrannosaur's face as it staggered back. The Titanonychus let out a victourious cry, but the Tyrannosaur wasn't finished yet. It lowered its head and charged.

Up on the helipad, Nick, Jeremy and Dr. Frost climbed into the aircraft, with Baselton already in the cockpit. The helicopter only had to slide nine more inches before it fell. Baselton started the engine, but the rotors were clogged with vines and the machine struggled. There wasn't much time. The Tyrannosaur smashed its body against the Titanonychus with tremendous force. Both animals fell over, and the Titanonychus collided into the helipad. The poles bent and broke like twigs and the helicopter plumeted toward the ground.

At the last moment, the rotors caught the air. A mere five feet above the ground, the helicopter began to lift off the ground as the Tyrannosaur and Titanonychus grappled bellow in the the rubble. The helicopter rose into the night sky and out of sight.