"I should have thought this through," Ivory muttered under her breath, a bitter realization sinking in as she darted behind a pile of carnival items. The bright, colorful structures, designed to delight visitors, now seemed absurdly out of place as she hid from the ferocious chase that was fast closing in on her. The Indominus rex's deafening roar vibrated through the air, a chilling reminder that the creature was just a step behind. It was relentless, its massive claws tearing into the earth as it closed the gap between them.

Her pulse raced, her muscles aching from the sprint, but Ivory knew she had to keep going—had to lead the Indominus rex far away from the crowded park where the humans were oblivious to the monster that hunted them. The loud laughter and chatter of tourists, the bright lights, the smells of food in the air—they were all oblivious to the danger that lurked just beyond their grasp.

Veering sharply toward the mountains, Ivory pushed her body faster, her heart hammering against her chest. Her mind was frantic. She had to think of something to outsmart this beast. There was no way she could outrun it forever, but if she could lure it to a place where it couldn't cause mass destruction—where it wouldn't have any innocent lives to snuff out in an instant—perhaps that would give them a fighting chance.

She dashed through a cluster of tourists, weaving between oblivious families who were too absorbed in their surroundings to notice the predator that slipped between them. A child laughed nearby, unaware of the impending danger. Ivory's teeth bared in frustration as the Indominus rex, far more massive and imposing, thundered after her.

"You'll never get away from me, my beauty," the creature's voice crooned from behind her, taunting and low, its mocking tone sending an involuntary shiver down her spine.

Ivory's heart twisted at the sound, a strange mix of anger and sorrow rising within her. My beauty? she thought bitterly. Does it think I'm some kind of prey?

The irony wasn't lost on her. Here she was—perhaps the only thing the Indominus rex had encountered that didn't want to kill it. In fact, she felt a strange kinship with it. Both of them were products of genetic manipulation, monstrous creations of science, forced into a world where they didn't quite belong. But there was a cruel difference: the Indominus rex thrived on violence, destruction, and chaos, while she, despite everything, simply wanted to be free. It was a battle of two monsters who shared more than they cared to admit.

She didn't have time to dwell on those thoughts, though. The chase was still on.

Ivory's mind snapped back to the present when she came to a sudden halt. The roar of the Indominus rex grew louder, closer—too close. Her eyes widened as she found herself standing at the edge of a waterfall cliff, the roar of rushing water cascading down beneath her. The ground beneath her claws trembled, and she could feel the weight of the situation bearing down on her.

She gasped, realizing just how little time she had. She couldn't let herself get cornered, couldn't afford to falter.

Turning sharply, Ivory spread her claws wide and hissed, her body coiling as she prepared to face the monstrous creature head-on. The ground beneath her felt solid, the jagged rocks cutting into her pads, but her gaze was fixed on the massive form of the Indominus rex. She could see it now, emerging from the jungle, its white eyes glowing in the fading light. It had finally caught up, and she was standing at the precipice of their confrontation.

With a snarl that echoed through the mountains, Ivory lowered her body, ready to make her move. She wasn't about to back down. The roar of the Indominus rex was deafening, but she stood her ground, a challenge in her stance, daring the creature to take another step.

The Indominus rex stopped in its tracks, eyes narrowing as it observed Ivory—a lone, white hybrid standing at the edge of the cliff, her heart pounding, her muscles taut and ready. For a moment, there was a stillness between them. The monstrous creature, fueled by rage, was about to strike—but Ivory wasn't going to let it.

She had no illusions about the danger she was in. But if she could hold its attention here—if she could draw it into the open, away from the park—maybe, just maybe, Owen and the others would have the chance they so desperately needed to escape. Ivory's heart was heavy with the knowledge that her fate might be sealed in this moment. But she wasn't running anymore. She wasn't hiding.

Ivory was ready to face the Indominus rex—ready to give it everything she had.

"Come on then," she growled, her voice thick with determination. "If you want me, you'll have to fight for it."

The battle was about to begin.

SCENEBREAK

Owen stormed into the control room, his boots thudding heavily against the floor, the sharp sound echoing through the sterile, high-tech space. His jaw was clenched, his fists tight at his sides, every step a clear indication of his barely contained fury.

"Just what did you guys cook up in that lab?" Owen demanded, his voice low but seething with frustration. He stopped in front of Claire, his eyes burning with an intensity that made her take a small step back. "You created that monster, and now you can't even control it? It's your fault Ivory's out there, leading the Indominus rex away, putting herself in danger!"

Claire stiffened, avoiding his glare. She pressed her lips together in a thin line, trying to maintain her composure. "It must have been some kind of technical malfunction," she said, her voice defensive but lacking the confidence she wished she could project. The blame was clearly weighing on her, but she wasn't ready to fully accept it.

Owen's chest heaved with each breath, his anger mounting with every passing second. "My girl Ivory is out there," he repeated, his tone thick with anguish. "Weren't you the one who put her in harm's way? And now you're telling me it was just a glitch in your tech? She's going to die out there, Claire!" His words were like a punch to the gut, raw and honest, filled with the frustration of someone who knew the situation was spiraling beyond control.

Claire exhaled sharply, the pressure of the moment clearly taking its toll on her. She stared at him, unable to meet his eyes for a moment. When she spoke again, her voice faltered, her words carefully measured. "Look, I know you have an attachment to her," she said, her tone tinged with both guilt and detachment, "but she's just a raptor."

Owen's eyes flared with anger, and for a moment, it felt like the air in the room had thickened, heavy with the weight of the unspoken history between them. He took a step closer to her, his voice cutting through the tension. "Just a raptor? No, Claire," he snapped, his eyes flashing. "She's been here since the old park—she's a leader. And you don't care. You never cared about them. Not like I do."

His words stung, leaving a brief silence in the air, but Owen wasn't done. He shook his head in disbelief, the weight of his emotions finally cracking through the tough exterior he often put up. "I'm going out there. I'm going to help her," he declared, his voice resolute, despite the risk.

Claire's face flushed, her embarrassment creeping in as she glanced down, not meeting his eyes. "You're going to get yourself killed," she said softly, almost pleading.

Owen's gaze didn't soften. Instead, he looked at her with a mixture of disappointment and resolve. "Well, at least some of us care." With that, he turned sharply and made his way to the door, his hand already on the handle, ready to leave.

Claire's eyes lingered on him, a sense of helplessness filling her chest. She bit her lip, uncertain, as her heart wavered between the logic of the situation and the raw emotion that threatened to overtake her. She wanted to stop him, to make him understand the magnitude of the danger he was walking into, but the words wouldn't come.

Just then, Masrani entered the room, his presence shifting the atmosphere instantly. He looked between Claire and the door where Owen had just left, his brow furrowing with concern. "Are you alright?" he asked gently, his voice calm, but his eyes sharp with a quiet concern.

Claire nodded, the exhaustion in her expression betraying her attempts at composure. "Yes. Just... just fine."

But inside, she wasn't. Inside, the weight of everything—the risk to Ivory, the mounting danger, and Owen's defiant decision—pressed down on her, a suffocating force. She wasn't fine, and deep down, she feared that the choice they'd made to create the Indominus rex might be something they couldn't undo.

SCENEBREAK

The Indominus rex's massive tail lashed behind her with a deafening crack, sending a tremor through the earth. Her eyes narrowed as she focused on the lone figure standing at the edge of the cliff—Ivory, daring to face her head-on. The air was thick with tension, the anticipation of the inevitable clash hanging between them like a storm cloud.

"Well, what are you waiting for, little raptor?" the Indominus taunted, her voice a guttural growl that carried with the force of the predator she was. "Aren't you going to slash me?"

Ivory's lips curled into a brief, mocking smirk as she flicked her tail, a sharp contrast to the brutish aggression of the creature before her. "No," she said, her voice steady and calm, despite the danger surrounding her. "I'm just here to lead you away."

She didn't give the Indominus rex a chance to respond. Without warning, Ivory launched herself into the air, her powerful legs propelling her off the edge of the cliff with incredible grace. For a moment, she was a streak of white against the darkening sky—a flash of defiance.

The Indominus rex roared in fury, its massive jaws snapping shut in the air as it lunged forward, hoping to catch the raptor mid-flight. But Ivory was already gone, her lithe body disappearing into the water below with a graceful splash.

The Indominus rex's frustration only deepened as it skidded to a halt, its claws scraping against the rock face, eyes wide as it watched the white blur vanish into the water. The air was filled with the sound of rushing water as Ivory surfaced a considerable distance away, already swimming confidently, her claws cutting through the surface like a skilled swimmer.

Ivory glanced over her shoulder, her heart pounding with adrenaline but her face betraying none of the fear the Indominus rex might have expected. Instead, she waved a claw at the giant creature, the gesture almost playful.

"Bye-bye, I-rex," she called, her voice carrying through the distance, laced with the faintest hint of mocking amusement. "Stay out of trouble, alright?"

She turned back, diving through the water with smooth strokes, every motion designed to get her out of range, away from the towering beast. The Indominus rex stood frozen for a moment, bewildered, as it processed what had just happened. The raptor had outsmarted it—again.

Ivory made her way to the shore, her claws digging into the wet earth as she bounded up and out of sight, vanishing into the wilderness, leaving the Indominus rex to stand on the cliff's edge, alone and frustrated, its mighty roar echoing into the distance.

Ivory was gone, leaving only the faint ripples in the water to mark her escape. And somewhere, in the depths of the jungle, her heart was already set on her next move.