It had been a full day since they caged him.
Alex lay coiled near the far end of his enclosure—a 50-meter by 50-meter tempered-glass prison with ventilation holes too small for escape but large enough to carry in the sterile smell of labs and human arrogance.
He had already mapped it all. Every inch. Every echo. Every scent.
But something else had his attention.
Ever since he'd integrated the Blood Orchid gene, something had begun to change in his body. At first, it was a dull ache in his tail—but now it had grown into a hardened stud, sharp and metallic. And along his spine, small bony bumps were pushing through his armored hide.
Spikes. Natural weapons.
He could feel it—another evolution was coming.
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Observation Lab – Jurassic World Research Division
Behind thick layers of glass, Dr. Henry Wu stood with his arms crossed, eyes fixed on the monitors that displayed Alex—Specimen X as the scientists now called him. Though locals in Pama had dubbed him Setan Ular, or "Devil Snake", Henry preferred the clinical term. Specimen X.
The blood sample they'd extracted had been analyzed down to the atomic level.
And it terrified them.
Yet it thrilled Wu.
"This... this shouldn't be possible," murmured one of the geneticists, scrolling through the DNA structure on the screen. "There's DNA from crocodilians, serpents, amphibians, even avian markers—and they're all... flawlessly fused."
"No degradation," Wu said softly. "No instability. Perfect harmony."
He leaned closer to the sample display. The blood was still alive, still regenerating damaged cells under observation. The healing factor was off the charts—comparable, if not superior, to the Indominus Rex.
"If we can isolate the regenerative sequences and reverse-engineer the anti-aging enzymes..." said another researcher.
"It's more than that," Wu interrupted. "Specimen X could be the missing element in stabilizing the next generation of hybrids."
He turned, pulling up a file labeled Project: Indoraptor. A nightmare bred from the T-Rex and Indominus line—vicious, unstable, and unfinished. Until now.
"What happens if we introduce Indominus DNA into him? Will it fuse? Will it break him—or elevate him?"
Silence hung in the lab.
Then Henry gave the order:
> "Put him to sleep. Move him to a reinforced enclosure—Paddock X. Make sure he's sedated the entire time… and feed him something big. I want him primed when we inject the new DNA."
He turned away, already dialing the private line of Jurassic World's multimillionaire owner.
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Inside the Glass Box
Alex raised his head suddenly.
They're coming.
His body tensed, instincts flaring. He didn't know how—but he could feel it. The way predators knew when prey was near. The way prey sensed when death stalked them.
He glanced at his tail—the spike now glinted under the artificial lights. Small bumps rose all along his spine he was starting to become something else.
Some time later
Alex lay coiled in the corner of his enclosure, the faint flickering of overhead lights reflecting off his armored scales. He was still, almost statuesque—but his mind was sharp, burning with quiet calculation.
The stud on his tail had grown longer—denser. The bumps along his spine ached more with each passing hour. His next evolution was coming. He could feel it like a storm in his bones.
Then—
HISSSSSSSSSSS
A loud hiss echoed through the chamber.
Vents hidden in the ceiling released a white chemical mist, spilling like fog over the floor. The scent hit him immediately—anesthetic gas.
Alex's pupils narrowed into slits as adrenaline surged.
They were trying to put him down.
He snarled—an eerie, rasping rumble deep in his throat—and without hesitation, he whipped his massive tail sideways.
CRACK!
The impact reverberated through the entire room.
His 13-ton mass collided against the tempered glass with tremendous force. Cracks spiderwebbed across the wall, rippling like fractures in ice.
Another hiss from the vents.
The gas thickened.
His vision blurred. Limbs—no, muscles—went numb. The strength in his coils faded rapidly as the potent sedative overwhelmed even his enhanced resistance.
He slammed his tail again, one final act of defiance.
CRASH!
A chunk of the glass bulged outward, but didn't give.
His massive body slumped to the ground. Breathing slowed.
And as the last remnants of consciousness slipped away, Alex heard faint footsteps on steel walkways above him. The outline of figures moving in hazmat suits.
"Status?"
"Target is unconscious. Transport in progress."
Then—
Darkness.
Inside the towering glass offices of the Jurassic World R&D Command, a sleek silver tablet flicked to life, displaying genetic charts, bloodwork readouts, and a biometric scan of a creature labeled:
> Specimen X — "Setan Ular"
Species: Unknown Hybrid
Mass: 6,730 kg
Length: 29 meters
Status: Sedated — Containment in Transfer
Dr. Henry Wu stood confidently beside the wall-length screen, fingers laced behind his back. His tone was calm, clinical—even excited.
Across from him, seated on a leather chair overlooking the island's coastline through floor-to-ceiling windows, was Simon Masrani, CEO of Masrani Global. His expression was measured, skeptical.
"Henry," Masrani began, swirling a glass of water in his hand, "you promised me a new attraction. A living wonder. The largest snake in the world, you said. Something for families to gawk at while they ride gyrospheres or sip overpriced cocktails. Not... whatever this is becoming."
Henry smiled, unfazed.
"And that's exactly what Setan Ular was going to be. But this—" he gestured to the screen "—this specimen is more than a tourist attraction. His DNA is a miracle. A natural chimera. He's already integrated traits from multiple species and remained stable. Regenerative. Adaptable. No synthetic collapse, no side-effect mutations. He's the first of his kind."
Masrani's brow furrowed.
"And you want to tamper with that stability?"
"I want to understand it," Henry corrected smoothly. "Injecting a small, controlled sequence of Indominus Rex DNA will allow us to observe what happens when he's pushed to the limits of evolution. Will he reject it? Will he adapt? Either way, we learn something crucial for future developments—including the Indoraptor program."
Masrani stood up, walking toward the window, staring out at the distant jungle canopy.
"You know why I agreed to let you bring him here, Henry. To display him. Not dissect him. And definitely not to build another weapon."
Henry walked beside him, tone lowering, more persuasive now.
"Simon... I know you saw the footage. The Setan Ular was bulletproof. Smart enough to fake retreat patterns. He saved a human. Targeted another. He shows behavior that's... intelligent, almost strategic. And if we don't do this now, someone else will."
Masrani was quiet.
Out beyond the trees, the sounds of the park filtered in—the distant calls of dinosaurs, the hum of monorails, the laughter of families.
"…You really think he can survive it? The Indominus strain?"
Henry smiled again, just faintly.
"I think he might be the only creature on Earth that can."
Silence fell between them.
Then, with a sigh, Masrani turned back toward the screen.
"Fine. But you keep him alive. No vivisections. No aggressive provocation. And if it even looks like he's becoming uncontrollable—"
"I'll handle it," Henry interrupted, nodding.
"Good. Because the last thing I need is another PR disaster while Monarch is still monitoring this island."
Masrani left the room with a final look.
Henry Wu tapped a button on the screen.
> Command: Prepare Injection Protocol — DNA Sample: Indominus Rex — Host: Specimen X
Target Enclosure: Paddock X
Authorization: Level Omega Granted
He smiled.
"Let's see what exactly what you are made o
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Paddock 11 – Isla Nublar
Thick claw marks carved into reinforced walls. Trees swayed unnaturally. Owen Grady knelt beside one deep gouge, eyes narrowing.
"This thing… it's climbing?" he muttered.
Two engineers exchanged looks.
"That shouldn't be possible," one of them said, glancing up the wall. "But if it got out, where is it?"
Meanwhile, in the control room overlooking the paddock, Vivian, Lauren, and Simon Masrani stared at the screen as tracking telemetry pinged repeatedly.
"It's… it's still inside," Lauren whispered, zooming in on the embedded chip's signal.
Vivian's eyes widened with horror.
"Owen! It's still in the cage! You have to get out of there—NOW!"
The transmission crackled over Owen's earpiece as he spun around.
"Move!" he barked, grabbing the arm of the nearest tech.
All three men sprinted for the nearest exit, but the forest ahead bent violently.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
The trees exploded outward.
From the foliage burst the Indominus Rex, its bulk crashing through the jungle like a living tank. Massive. White-scaled. Intelligent. Hungry.
Owen sprinted ahead, adrenaline surging. The others weren't so lucky.
One of the engineers—a younger man—tripped. Owen didn't look back. He knew the truth of survival:
> "You don't need to outrun the monster. Just the person next to you."
Vivian, Simon, and Lauren watched helplessly through CCTV as the creature lunged forward, jaws clamping down on the fallen man. The cameras shook with each step. Blood sprayed across the lens before it blacked out.
At the base gate, Owen and the second engineer reached the massive sliding doors. The man fumbled with the keypad.
"Open it!" Owen shouted.
Inside the control room, Masrani saw what was coming.
"Shut it! Shut the damn gate!" he yelled.
Lauren hesitated—but hit the command.
The doors started closing.
Too late.
The Indominus Rex slammed into the narrowing gap, forcing its way through. Its clawed hands gripped the edges of the steel frame. Muscles strained. Metal groaned.
With a guttural roar, it ripped the doors wide open.
Owen dove under a parked maintenance crane and remained still. He held his breath as the Rex stalked forward. Nearby, the engineer scrambled behind a Jurassic tour vehicle—but the Indominus sniffed once, then twice, turned, and devoured him in a single crunch.
Owen barely had time to think. He spotted a leaking gas pipe, reached out, and sliced it with his utility knife—drenching himself in gasoline to mask his scent.
He didn't breathe again until the Indominus walked past, confused, and thundered away into the jungle.
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