As Rexy and Crusher fell asleep, the chittering and chattering of the humans as they passed by, grew more and more louder and more curious as to who was the male resting with the queen. 3 familiar survivors stopped by the windows of the T-Rex Kingdom, in awe of how much has changed since the last time they were on the island. Despite that Alan Grant was already at the park, way before the others did. Since the original park and the San Diego incident.

Alan Grant, Ellie Sattler, and the chaotician Ian Malcolm, with Sarah Harding, had arrived on the scene.

Malcolm: "Wasn't that the same T-Rex that attacked us the last time we were here?"

Alan Grant: "Unfortunately, Ian, it looks definitely like the Tyrannosaurus Rex from years ago, only this time, the queen herself has found a mate. You were correct, though. Life does find a way."

Sarah interrupted. "What are their names?"

Ian Malcolm and Alan Grant: "We don't know what their names are, but we believe the one with scars on the neck was the female nicknamed 'Rexy.' The male with purple and red stripes is dubbed 'Crusher.'

Sarah nodded. "Who's bigger?"

"In the fossil record, Tyrannosaurus Rex could grow to 12 feet at the hips, head height maybe 16 to possibly 20 feet tall, weigh about 7 metric tons, and up to 12 meters in length, or 40 feet long. Clearly, Rexy is the bigger one." Alan interjected.

Ellie interjected, pointing at the direction of the cave. "They look like they're cuddling and curling up next to each other like a normal human couple would."

"The essence of chaos. The Tyrannosaurus doesn't follow set patterns or park schedules. See, I told you. But eventually, we all know that history repeats itself, and mistakes are bound to happen again." Malcolm replied, breaking the silence.

Sarah lightly whacked her boyfriend in the shoulder. "Ow!"

Sarah: "Ian, you have a fair point there, but the difference from the old park versus this one is that they added extra security in case if something like that happens again. Maybe it might go well this time."

Ian: "Oh, yeah. Ooh, aah, that's how it always starts. But then later, there's running and uh, screaming."

Alan Grant: "Definitely. They never learn. Something will go wrong eventually, one way or another."

Ellie agreed. "They assume that they're in control, when they really aren't. When will they learn?"

The park operations manager, Claire Dearing, had arrived on the scene.

"You must be Dr. Alan Grant from the original park, am I correct? And the rest of you are Dr. Malcolm, Sattler, and Sarah Harding."

"Yes, we are." Ian interjected.

"So, may we have a tour around the park on any recent changes made today?" Alan asked, briefly, wanting to know every location around the current park. Claire agreed.

"I'm sure this building you are standing in right now was the Tyrannosaurus Rex Kingdom, home to two of the park's resident T-Rexes, Rexy and Crusher. Most obvious." Claire interjected bluntly, filling the silence, as she gave them a tour around the park. This lagoon up ahead, holds the most dangerous marine reptile ever lived: the Mosasaur.

Ian Malcolm interrupted. "Wait. How did you guys bring that creature back to life? Oh, is it by extracting DNA from the specimen of the animal? Most obvious, Ms. Dearing. When do they hold a performance?"

Claire sighed. "In about 15 minutes. There's one more place I would like you to see."

>

Elsewhere on the island, U.S. Navy veteran and animal behaviorist, Owen Grady, has been training four Velociraptors, Blue, Delta, Echo and Charlie, and researching their intelligence.

Based on the raptors' ability to follow commands, Vic Hoskins, the head of InGen Security, believes the animals can be weaponized, and demands a field test, to which, an idea Owen and his assistant Barry strongly oppose.

"Hey, hey! Don't give me that shit!" Grady reprimanded.

The Velociraptors follow his every move, until eventually coming to a stop. Then Owen Grady raises his hands with a clicker, pressing his fingers against the device, letting out that click--click sound, which meant food. "Good. Good..." The raptor trainer called out, in a praising manner. They looked up and chirped, waiting patiently.

Owen Grady then tossed one mice from the bucket, to first, Charlie, next, Echo, then Delta, and last but not least.... Blue, the beta of the pack.

"Hold it!" The raptors stopped. "Eyes up on me!" They followed his hand gesture, before he dropped it, signalling that they can go do their own thing. "Go!"

>

The raptor pack was just chilling as usual, until a pig ran loose and caused one of the pig handlers to fall into the enclosure.

"Pig loose, pig loose!" One of the workers yelled.

Echo snatched it in her jaws but the new guy had his line around the pig's necks so he was brought down into the paddock, Blue, Charlie and Delta followed suit. Owen, taking notice of this, immediately opened the doors to the cage, and straight towards the raptors, standing between the new guy, and the raptors, who were just about to eat him.

"Easy, all of you!" He commanded.

"Blue. Stand down. Stand down." Owen ordered, but Blue responded by snapping her jaws.

"Hey, hey! What did I just say!?"

"I see you, Delta. Back up!" Owen ordered again, remaining firm and calm, the raptors seemingly ceased their attack for the moment.

"Good..." He turns to Barry. "Close the gate." Owen called out. Barry thought it was suicide.

"Are you crazy!?" Barry said, in his French accent, looking at the situation unfolding.

"Hey, just trust me."

"Close the gate!" The new guy pointed out. Barry hesitated, but closed the them anyway, and as just as the gates were halfway down, Owen Grady then makes a run for it, barrel rolling through the closing gates, just in time, as the raptors lunged at him but missed. They roared out, snarling before walking away.

"Don't ever turn your back to the cage." Owen warned the new guy, before leaving the raptor enclosure.

>

Shredder was still looking for a way out of the island, after being ousted out of his own territory, the giant Spinosaurus was waiting, and waiting, for the right opportunity.

Until two humans wandered into the island and tranquilized him, and secretly snuck him out of the island, and heading to Isla Nublar. By ship, of course. Where the king of the dinosaurs ruled.

In his sleep, he growled with determination that he will kill off Crusher and the queen of the island, at all costs.

While in his cage, sleeping, and curling up peacefully but growling with revenge. Until the island of Nublar appeared in the distance, which means where the T-Rex and I'll fated Spinosaurus will meet and fight. To the death.

>

Once he was out of the enclosure,

Owen was currently watching his girls walk around their paddock, doing their own thing as usual, minutes after the incident, seemingly their behavior has calmed down, for now..... Until he got a call from his boss, or more so, his hot headed girlfriend, Claire Dearing.

Claire: "Owen. I need you at the control room right away. There's something I need you to see..."

Owen: "What's wrong? Can't you send somebody else? I'm busy."

Claire: "I'm not kidding, Owen. I need you here right away. No questions asked."

Owen sighed. "Fine. I'm arriving right away." Hangs up.

Once Owen drove on his motorcycle and went straight into the room, he found an anxious Claire Dearing, already waiting there for him.

Claire: "Owen, I need your help. There's a.... asset out of containment that looks to be with a sail on its back. We, w- we don't know what it is, and it's heading straight to Main Street."

Owen: "Okay, let me have a look at the footage."

But before Owen could say a word, Alan Grant interrupted.

"It was... Spinosaurus Aegypticus."

Owen turns around to see a world weary Alan Grant arriving to the room, with Ian, Sattler, and Harding following from behind.

>

In the secret paddock, the hybrid dinosaur that Dr. Henry Wu made, authorized by Simon Masrani, was acting more abnormally than usual, despite it eating as much meat as normal, making claw marks on the building, as a diversion.