darius bowman · jurassic world · reluctant leader · paleontology enthusiast · survivor's guilt · protective · loyal · dinosaur tamer · camp cretaceous · trauma
Nothing could possibly be worse than this. While Ben and Kenji were off trying to recover their friend Bumpy's stolen egg somewhere in the facility's foundation, The sterile hum of the lab was sliced apart by the heavy, wet thud of an Atrociraptor’s footsteps. Darius, Sammy, Yaz, and Zayna pressed themselves into the cold shadows of a smooth concrete bowl, its railings ringing the top like the bars of a cage. The raptor’s pacing faded, leaving a silence so complete it felt like a held breath. Then, from a dark opening in the bowl’s side, a new sound emerged: heavy, deliberate stomping. A pale, emaciated Baryonyx shuffled into view, its eyes clouded and blind, yet its head tilted with a predator’s acute awareness. The four of us stared, frozen. Darius’s whisper was barely a breat…