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Subject V.2.3A | "OMEGA" ([personal profile] cerhadivision) wrote2017-05-14 09:57 pm

Isla Sorna

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When you spend a long time building something with your own two hands, it becomes difficult to wrap your mind around the idea of the work being done. Owen grew up around that kind of mindset, and knows very well how it feels to be in the same grip. But he doesn't mind. That's the thing about having a family: it expands, and the world around it needs to expand with it. Little by little, the house came up around them, and they settled into it, and he's never really stopped working this little world of his over like an ever-evolving project that he loves with his whole heart.

They're settled here. Officially. No one can deny it, and even though Owen still has dreams sometimes about InGen -- or anyone -- hunting them down to rip the girls, or even the boys, out of his hands, those fears evaporate every morning. The girls get along as well as any sisters do, and even the squabbling has died down in recent months; the boys have adapted beautifully, and although Chi and Psi still exhibit behavior that looks odd alongside the girls from time to time, they no longer struggle to meet expectations that were completely alien to them for most of their lives.

And then there's Blue and Omega.

The difference in Blue between her youth on Isla Nublar, and the young womanhood that quite clearly blossomed in the Santa Lucia Mountains of central California, is not only noticeable, but striking. Always the one he could rely on over the others, Blue has managed to develop into a creature that is both an extension of his right arm and yet still a highly independent person who no longer looks to him quite so often for cues; she still values her space and her privacy, but those withdrawals from the pack just to brood and sulk have all but disappeared. And while Blue's temper will always strike fear into the hearts of her siblings -- adopted or otherwise -- she's learned to balance it with patience, a trait that would always thwart her more than any other. Until now. Owen always wanted Blue to learn that balance between animal instinct and human rationality, and he knew she'd get there in her own way sooner or later. Now, it seems she has, and it's a beautiful thing to see.

Then, as if her own transformation wasn't enough, she'd somehow managed to turn her mate into an entirely different person.

If Blue's maturation is impressive, Omega's has been nothing short of miraculous. All right... Owen is a professional behaviorist; he knows there's no such thing as miracles, only hard work and dedication. Only this time it wasn't his. It was Blue's time, effort, and uncharacteristic affection that turned a furious, hateful killing machine into something that could be now what he might have been then, before InGen had their way. Omega lives in the house now. He eats when they do. He joins the family in their gatherings, as long as Blue is with him, and although his temper is still zero to 60 when roused, these days it's much harder to set him off than it used to be, even if that wouldn't be saying much. He prefers his mate and solitude over anything else, but his violently aggressive tendencies have been all but curbed for the sake of keeping Blue happy.

For obvious reasons, Owen has kept a close eye on them both from day one, and even from the very beginning Omega has treated Blue like the center of the universe. Owen himself has salvaged his share of abused, wild animals -- it's literally part of the job -- but he knows without question that no one could have done this but her. And her success is absolutely indisputable.

Case in point: today, Omega's dislike for interacting with unfamiliar people had outweighed his desire to be with Blue as often as possible, and instead of throwing a tantrum he simply hadn't gone with her down the mountain.

For Barry, it was supplies; Echo wanted clothes; Blue was only interested in procuring necessary parts for her nearly-restored 1979 Pontiac Phoenix Firebird, a task built upon very specific requirements and one which she would never entrust to any of her siblings. The day is very nice for a sojourn into the city, considering the length of the drive: blue skies and a mild breeze, not quite so far into spring that the air is anything more than comfortably warm. Psi is helping Delta collect chili peppers and the new experimental plums. Chi fell asleep in the grass up the hill. Charlie is giving Owen a hand with replacing some worn poles along the stone steps leading down to the boys' den, when they hear the familiar sound of the Jeep rolling up the long hill that serves as their driveway.

Only, it sounds like it's coming up fast.

Owen and Charlie look at each other, and immediately drop what they're doing to meet the car just as Barry rolls up, screeching to a stop and diving out of the driver's side to rush around to the passenger door. He looks frantic. And he's helping Echo out of the car. She looks like she's about to pitch right off her feet.

"Owen!" Barry calls out urgently, eyes widening immediately as Owen rushes to them. "Owen!" He has to wrap an arm around Echo's back to keep her standing. And then, to Owen's surprise and dread, Barry yells again. "Omega!"

Owen doesn't actually know where Omega has been this whole time. But suddenly he's there next to him, clearly as alarmed at being summoned as Owen was to hear it, and Owen can practically feel the tension in the male raptor's body triple because they both realized the same thing: that Blue is not with them.

"They took her," Barry says, breathless, and the bottom falls out of Owen's stomach.

Echo tries to rouse herself, flopping a little, mumbling in groggy frustration as she tries to shake off whatever is wrong with her and help explain. But Barry keeps his hold on her and barrels right through it.

"It was InGen. They had an entire strike force, Owen, the streets are chaos now. They used non-lethals. Tranquilizers. Echo took a direct hit, but they left her behind. All of them were focused on Blue." He looks at both of them, Owen and then Omega, panicked and desperate. "They came for her."

The weather was gorgeous a minute ago. Now the entire world is ice. Owen's heart has stopped, his breath is gone. Delta and the boys come running up, but he barely notices them. Beside him is Omega, frozen; then suddenly the raptor whirls to him, eyes wide, and the fury -- the fear -- in them is apocalyptic.

Omega doesn't say a word, but Owen immediately finds his voice. "Go get her."

The male raptor is gone like a bolt of lightning. Owen turns and strides quickly to a hidden cache beneath the porch. He pulls out two assault rifles and a hell of a lot of ammo as Charlie shrieks behind him, "Why aren't we going with him?!"

"Because we're going to follow him." Owen tosses a rifle to Barry, and gestures sharply for everyone to get into the car, including the still-dizzy Echo. "After Isla Nublar, Omega found us in less than a week on nothing but Blue's scent and pure instinct. This time he knows where he's going. We'd only slow him down." The motor is still running. Almost before every door is shut, Owen jerks the Jeep into gear. His last words are almost a growl to himself. "With any luck, all we'll have to do is clean up."

The Jeep screeches in reverse, turns, and roars off down the mountain.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-16 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Had she been able, Hoskins would have died gurgling on his own blood the absolute second he wandered within range of her talons. But as it was, Blue could only recoil as much as possible for his proximity, feeling absolutely disgusting every time his voice hit her ears.

Her vision was still somewhat blurry, hardly the sharp crystal-clear gaze of the predator that she was, but her nose and ears told her everything necessary. He was close, and the blur in her unfocused eyes proved it. Hearing him mention Owen's name stirred her slightly, but she refused to open her mouth, even to hiss discomfort.

Then, the entire world shifted; Blue felt the cot upon which she lolled give on one side, and now she did hiss in furious agitation, the chains binding her clinking ominously. Blue lifted her head, gaze flat and evil beneath tangled black hair, and snapped her teeth as hard as she possibly could, feeling them clack together in her jaws. She tried to lunge, but the drugs and the chains kept her weak; she fell back with a breathless grunt.

But she kept trying, trying until she was absolutely exhausted. Her fingers curved into wicked talons, more than willing to rend and tear.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-16 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite--or perhaps thanks to--the drugs saturating her system, dulling her reflexes, Blue fell absolutely still. Almost eerily so. Glassy blue eyes were hooded, almost hidden by dark lashes, but she suppressed the involuntarily urge to again recoil. Let the fat bastard believe her beaten. --although she couldn't quite control the tic of muscle in her thigh when she felt the hem of the gown shift.

Nevertheless, Blue waited. A few fingers twitched, but she truly was exhausted; sweat had beaded on her forehead, gleamed on exposed skin. A chain clinked briefly somewhere. Hoskins' thick scent filled her nose; Blue wanted to gag, because she could also taste it, disgusting and putrid.

Finally, when she felt just the slightest touch of fingers on her thigh, obtrusively working the hem of that medical gown upwards, Blue struck. It was quick, fast, and instant; she jerked her shackled wrist as hard as she could, raking four razor-sharp talons across the back of that hand, immediately scenting blood despite the short range of movement.

She finally deigned to speak, snarling through clenched teeth and punctuated with devilish hisses and growls, "Get-the-fuck-away-from-me!!"
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-17 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
Blue didn't care the first whit about the fabric ripping; it was only fabric, after all. And near to useless at that. But she bared her teeth and snarled at the rough handling, wishing she could drive her foot right into the fat man's teeth. As it was, she tensed all the muscles she could in effort to thwart him pulling her into the bite of the chain, but it was virtually impossible, given how weak she currently was.

His ravings meant less than shit to Blue; apparently he still believed himself the Great Mind behind this entire project--their lives, goddamnit--and that was supposed to earn him instant respect and immediate gratitude. Well, Blue had no intention whatsoever of giving in to that particular brand of lunacy, no matter what happened to her physically.

Although the thick fingers digging into her bare thigh prompted another prehistoric shriek, and she thrashed as much as she could, renewed hatred fighting the lethargy sapping her strength. The steel cuffs began to cut into her ankles and wrists, slicking the metal with red, red blood, but she refused to quit. She'd never stop fighting, as long as his hand remained on her body.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-17 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Exhaustion tore at her. Blue's struggles became less, and weaker, but her will was strong enough to force her flagging muscles to fight on. She thrashed her head and screeched with every indrawn breath, but the entire world came to a stop when she realized what Hoskins was actually doing.

She froze, blue eyes wide and now filled with inchoate terror when she at last realized what was happening, and Blue inhaled only to scream again, this time in pain when she felt him penetrate her! Her entire body locked, every limb stiffening in absolute rage, but the chains held her fast. Metal shrieked along with her as she tried her absolute best to turn her claws to his flesh--any part she might reach!

Her screams soon became wails and cries of indomitable defiance, but tears began to leak from behind her tightly closed eyelids. Her wrists and ankles were raw and bloody, flesh torn from her wild thrashings, but even as strong as she was, Blue couldn't fight the residual drugs competing with her anger and fear. Although she still wailed and cried, her body soon fell limp, though she shuddered with pure revulsion, keeping her teeth clenched to swallow her sobs and her face turned unseeing at the gouged white wall.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-17 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Blue scarcely realized it when Hoskins climbed off of her. Her body simply hurt too much. Small tremors of pain shook her every moment or so; she simply couldn't muster enough willpower to force her muscles to respond. Her breathing was shallow and it whistled in her throat, raw from her violent screams.

Blood still seeped from her wrists and ankles, it was caked over the scarred metal, but the shackles still held her fast. Every now and again a shiver racked through her; her flesh was cold, clammy. Blue couldn't open her eyes, the nightmare would return and she'd be helpless to stop it.

She felt--nothing.

It was only hours later, after the moon had risen high above Isla Sorna and been obscured by the gathering storm clouds, did the sound of broken sobs mourn through the impenetrable steel bars.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-17 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
She'd scarcely moved in a day and a half. Even when the medicos came in, she remained as still as a corpse. So much so, in fact, that one of them actually took vitals just to ensure her heart was still beating. The drugs they had snowed her with were potent, and did their wicked work far too well; Blue, Blue, was finally complacent and submissive.

If completely without any spark of life.

The storm rolled overhead, and while Blue had always enjoyed the sound of thunder and lash of rain, she seemed unaware of the broiling tropical depression, her head turned away from the cell door and eyes gazing unseeing and unfocused at the wall, lids only half-open. The tranquilizers had slowed her breathing, sapped all of her energy so that her chest only rose and fell slightly, the breaths she did take sparse and shallow.

When Hoskins entered her cell again, alone, there was no response from the creature prone on the cot.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-18 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
Struggling would be painful. She knew that, logic was correct in that regard, but a spark, just a spark, of instinctual animal lived still in Blue. She moved not a whit when the cell door opened, not even Hoskins' disgusting scent stirred her.

The drugs still soaked her nervous system, making her slow, somnambulant, docile. Unfortunately the tranquilizers didn't dull her pain receptors; Blue's entire body throbbed with every slow heartbeat. An eyelash flickered as the fat man approached the cot, perhaps a chain clinked, unseen.

Her head was turned away, lips barely parted on shallow, uneven breaths. But try as she might, wish that she might, Blue could only clench her fists, and hardly enough to strain, when Hoskins groped her breast, the rough rude pain lost in a cacophony of other hurts and misery.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-18 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
The blatting alarm hurt her ears and the flashing red lights seared her vision, reflected off the bare white walls. Blue blinked through the haze, feeling instinctively that something was wrong, and pulled without success against her chains, whimpering in frustration.

She dimly heard Hoskins barking and swearing somewhere nearby, but at least he wasn't right there again, looming over her, thank God. The crackle of the radio reached her just as the facility rocked on its foundations, and real panic began to close Blue's throat, slowly evaporating the haze of drugs.

Her struggles were weak, so very weak, but she jerked at the restraints regardless, feeling the crusted metal bite again into her flesh, but there was no way in hell she was going to die this way! Blue tried to scream, but the sound was limp, hollow, and entirely without volume, sounding instead like a whimpered moan, but she kept pulling, although her strength was barely enough to even move the heavy chain links.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-18 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
Blue screeched, managing an actual raptor trill this time, panic rising high in her throat as the world continued to shiver. Red burned in her blurry vision and the alarm continued to burn her ears with its incessant noise. The shriek of metal close by had her flinching away, but a damningly familiar scent floated past her nose and Blue abruptly jerked, life sparking back into her for the first time in over a week.

Then she heard Hoskins' shriek, but felt her chains being severed and darkness loomed in her eyes, a fresh wash of that scent filling her nose and nearly making her weep with relief. Safe, her shocked mind finally realized. Safe. Home. Safe. She felt herself lifted, then carried, arms pulled down by the weight of the chains still trailing behind.

Moments later she smelt earth, trees, and the last of the rain, filling her nose with all the scents of her childhood, coupled with the scents of home and mate, yes... Blue mewled softly, trying to focus her eyes on the living darkness before her, tried to reach up to run her hands over it, but lolled back against the roots and grass, exhausted. The drugs still held sway over her system; time would purge it, but she was dangerously helpless until then.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-19 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
When warmth returned, she instinctively reached for it, mewling silently. The scents of the jungle were a welcome balm, but the scent which returned with the dark shadow in her vision was home. Alas that she was yet unable to reach far; just a mere movement of her hands towards the black shape, knowing that it was there for her.

She shuddered against the heat, craving more and more of it, shivering as the drugs pulsed their eternal way through her system. Her stomach roiled, forcing her to breathe shallowly, but that was fine since every breath brought her another taste of safe, of home. Blue burrowed into the firm, lean shadow, uncaring if doing so caused her even more agonizing pain, so desperate was she for a haven of rest.

But she couldn't bite back the minute whimpers that doing so brought. Blue clenched her teeth, but waves of piercing pain rolled over her abdomen, inducing another bout of shivering as she tried to fight her own body, paralyzed by its drug-induced weakness.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-19 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
It was the voice that brought her briefly up from the haze of pain and drugs. It sparked recognition in the back of her mind, it clamoring and struggling to come through the tranquilizer fog. Blue forced her eyes open, blinking blearily, but her gaze focused at long last on the darkness that held her, and eventually an achingly familiar countenance came into view.

She was still just enough beyond coherent speech to actually say Omega's name, but her gentle trill echoed in the back of her throat, gently calling to her bonded mate, her other half. Blue closed her fingers over his, clutching their joined hands tight. She managed to return his nuzzle, somewhat; angling her head against his and wanting the rest of the world to just...fall away.
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[personal profile] bluebetabitch 2017-05-20 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
Blue shivered for most of the night. Her body sapped as much warmth from Omega's as it possibly could, trying to keep her internal temperature regulated. The cool air brought the the storm, so welcomed by the island's other inhabitants, was another dangerous enemy to the suffering hybrid, still too sick and weak to put up much of a fight.

The following morning revealed Blue still too weak to be more than semi-coherent; she'd opened her eyes briefly and managed a small smile for her worried mate, but had burrowed back into his arms right after, leeching all the warmth she could. Every breath brought pain; her strained muscles throbbed, but those were minor hurts compared to the agony inside.

Abdominal cramps came and went, often so sudden that a spasm had her writhing in misery, too breathless to screech. She could only mewl, licking dry lips and fighting off the shocky shivers as her body tried to purge itself of the drugs. She slipped in and out of a fitful, restless sleep, unable to be easy even with her mate's strong, careful arms around her.

By the afternoon, she'd slipped into unconsciousness again, unaware of Delta's trilling call, seeking any sign of her or Omega, or the arrival of the rest of her family, armed to the teeth and more than willing to do whatever possible to get their Beta to safety.

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