He'd told Hoskins not to die, and that abominable bastard would obey if he knew what was good for him (or not, really) but Omega forgets all about him. Whatever happens to Hoskins doesn't actually fucking matter. Nor do any effects lingering from what it took to get him here. Blue's safety is the only thing that does. He doesn't let go of her, and barely sleeps for the sake of keeping watch, despite there being so little he can do.
Lucky for them, it turns out that the rest of the pack wasn't too far behind.
InGen must have cleared out from the island, as Omega suspected they would, although who knows what their next move will be. Especially since CERHA Division was, according to Owen, not exactly an approved operation by the parent company of Masrani Corp. InGen might come back to salvage something, but it won't be immediate. In the meantime, Blue needs serious medical attention, something Omega is utterly incapable of providing, and when he hears her sister calling he would have teleported them both in a second if he could.
Owen's familiarity with the majority of Isla Sorna is slim. He's never actually been to the compound where the boys were kept, which was significantly separated from the other facilities more related to Jurassic World. Even when Blue came here that very first time, they never saw it. But Chi and Psi are alert and tense as soon as they make landfall -- on an eerily deserted shore -- and once again it's just a matter of following along behind.
If they'd taken another day to get here, he would have gone completely out of his mind, and in all honesty he's not sure he hasn't already.
There is no sign of anyone else, no hidden traps or scented enemies. Owen left Barry and Gwen by the boat with the radio; with any luck it'll only be a quick getaway. The boys stay ahead, sometimes in sight and sometimes disappearing, and when they finally return neither one of them stops Delta from calling out in the hopes her sister will answer.
There is a frightening pause -- but then, Omega's familiar crowing answers back.
Immediately the boys take off again, this time bolting straight in the direction of their brother's voice with a keener awareness of Owen and the others what they might be walking straight into. Owen doesn't have his bike or even a Jeep but he's damn well going to keep up with the raptors one way or the other, even if that just means following the trail every time they double back. Blue didn't answer the call. The fact that Omega did is enough reason not to panic, but neither one of them has appeared yet. That is not a good sign.
But finally, the sound of raptor calls up ahead let him know that the pack has found their brother and sister, and Owen lets relief slip through the cracks in his armor. It lasts just until he clears the trees to find Omega pushing his way through the others, with an ashen-looking Blue in his arms.
"Jesus," Owen breathes. "Back up." The other five instinctively part away, but they hover anxiously close, and both Charlie and Delta look like they're about to cry. Chi and Psi are darting quick glances around the jungle, and seem drawn to the opposite direction, down a sloping hill. Owen can't tell what they're smelling or seeing and doesn't care. He touches Blue's forehead: she's burning hot, but the rest of her skin is clammy and chilled, and she's shaking all over. Omega looks grim.
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Lucky for them, it turns out that the rest of the pack wasn't too far behind.
InGen must have cleared out from the island, as Omega suspected they would, although who knows what their next move will be. Especially since CERHA Division was, according to Owen, not exactly an approved operation by the parent company of Masrani Corp. InGen might come back to salvage something, but it won't be immediate. In the meantime, Blue needs serious medical attention, something Omega is utterly incapable of providing, and when he hears her sister calling he would have teleported them both in a second if he could.
Owen's familiarity with the majority of Isla Sorna is slim. He's never actually been to the compound where the boys were kept, which was significantly separated from the other facilities more related to Jurassic World. Even when Blue came here that very first time, they never saw it. But Chi and Psi are alert and tense as soon as they make landfall -- on an eerily deserted shore -- and once again it's just a matter of following along behind.
If they'd taken another day to get here, he would have gone completely out of his mind, and in all honesty he's not sure he hasn't already.
There is no sign of anyone else, no hidden traps or scented enemies. Owen left Barry and Gwen by the boat with the radio; with any luck it'll only be a quick getaway. The boys stay ahead, sometimes in sight and sometimes disappearing, and when they finally return neither one of them stops Delta from calling out in the hopes her sister will answer.
There is a frightening pause -- but then, Omega's familiar crowing answers back.
Immediately the boys take off again, this time bolting straight in the direction of their brother's voice with a keener awareness of Owen and the others what they might be walking straight into. Owen doesn't have his bike or even a Jeep but he's damn well going to keep up with the raptors one way or the other, even if that just means following the trail every time they double back. Blue didn't answer the call. The fact that Omega did is enough reason not to panic, but neither one of them has appeared yet. That is not a good sign.
But finally, the sound of raptor calls up ahead let him know that the pack has found their brother and sister, and Owen lets relief slip through the cracks in his armor. It lasts just until he clears the trees to find Omega pushing his way through the others, with an ashen-looking Blue in his arms.
"Jesus," Owen breathes. "Back up." The other five instinctively part away, but they hover anxiously close, and both Charlie and Delta look like they're about to cry. Chi and Psi are darting quick glances around the jungle, and seem drawn to the opposite direction, down a sloping hill. Owen can't tell what they're smelling or seeing and doesn't care. He touches Blue's forehead: she's burning hot, but the rest of her skin is clammy and chilled, and she's shaking all over. Omega looks grim.
"Blue. Hey, baby girl, wake up. Look at me."