The Incredible Adventures of Raptor Man
Originally written back in a Science Fiction Writing Course back in High School in 2010. Can't believe it's been that long. This was actually a lot longer. Maybe I'll post the rest for fun some time. Enjoy!
It’s a beautiful day here in the big city. The Sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and
people are going about their daily lives without any worry. Except being eaten alive by three ferocious T-rexes rampaging through the streets!
Welcome to Fossil City, my home town, in the year 2020. Here you don’t have to worry
about dogs pooping on your lawn, or cats meowing after midnight on your fence, or little gerbils crawling up and biting your leg. Nope, you don’t have to worry about those anymore because the number one new pet that everyone wants is a dinosaur. Eight years ago, scientists have discovered a way to recreate dinosaurs using the fossilized blood vessels found in their bones and synthesizing it in order to create dinosaur DNA.
Kind of like that Steven Spielberg movie, Triassic Park or whatever it was called.
Dinosaurs are now once again free to roam the Earth. Today, dinosaurs are being used as security agents, sporting activities, and house pets. And may I add that having a dinosaur as a pet is awesome, except having to clean up the big messes they leave behind (if you know what I mean).
The wild dinosaurs are kept away from the cities in order to protect the people by
specially designed electrical fences. Sometimes these fences are not stable and the bigger
dinosaurs always bust right through them, like these three rexes.
Normally, in a controlled situation, special law enforcement, known only as the Dino Rangers, is deployed to help control these wild beasts and return them to their natural habitat unharmed; however, this situation really isn’t under control. The three Tyrannosaurs have crushed cars, smashed market places, busted buildings, and even tried to take a bite out of a few people, luckily no one was hurt. In this situation, this is where I come in. Who am I you ask? I’m Raptor Man!
“WOOOOOOOOHHHOOOOOOOOOOO!” I shouted to the top of my lungs because I was flying as fast as a speeding bullet on my jetpack.
If anyone saw me flying, all they would see is a large oddly shaped blur speeding right pass them. I arrived at the spot where the T-Rexes had reportedly been rampaging. Once I landed, I couldn’t help but look around at the destruction.
Cars have been smashed, flipped upside down, and covered in what appears to be large
incisions to the doors. I could have sworn I saw what appeared to be a tooth sticking out of the car. Windows were busted wide open with more car parts sticking out on the inside. Street lamps were knocked to their sides and buildings had small open areas where it looked like the T-Rexes have smashed their tails into because the city is as tight and condensed as New York City (luckily for New York they don’t have to deal with this).
I heard from a distance to what sounded like a man’s voice shouting with glee, “Hey!
Look! It’s Raptor Man!”
Some of the people that were hiding all cheered for joy, but quickly ended when they all
heard the thundering roar of the tyrannosaur. I could see them now, spotting the three trouble makers at the corner of Reagan Avenue. Three large, green figures, about 40 feet in length, about the size of a double-decker bus, with very large skulls that are powerful enough to crush bones with their dagger-like teeth.
Their short two-fingered arms are not something you should worry about, but their long tails able to deliver a powerful kick. Their dark, yellow eyes are capable of seeing anything that looks like a meal from twenty miles away, and right now they are looking at me. What they saw is a five foot and twelve inches tall gray person with red boots, lower arms, gauntlets, hands and a red, oval-shaped with three short spikes sticking out on the back.
The larger of the three looked at me for a long time then gave out a tremendous roar that
sounded like a large band of tubas and trombones all playing a high note at the same time. They began to approach me with caution, not knowing that I may be a predator or prey. Each time they took a step, the ground shook as if a small earthquake was going through the streets. Their stomping sounded like thunder coming closer from the horizon. Their three-toed feet left large footprints into the tar-painted streets.
My heart began to beat faster every time they got closer. They halted when they got close
enough so I can see their drool drip down from the gnarling jaws, and they licked their rotten, yellow teeth with their pig-skin pink tongues. I activated my gauntlets and three twelve inch long claws that popped out with incredible speed just a little above my wrists.
“Let’s do this.” I whispered to myself.
I leapt towards them with at an incredible height. Unfortunately, one of them whacked me with its tail, and like a baseball coming in contact with a bat, I was out of the park. I landed on top of a car on the other side of the street. The tyrannosaurs charge at me once more. I looked around the area, trying to spot anything that may seem useful. I spotted some street lights and came up with a plan.
After dodging the jaws of death, I lept towards the street lights. Using my titanium claws, I sliced the lights. Then using my super strength, I threw them at their hind legs, causing them to trip and fall. Once they were down, I grabbed some more street lights and tied a series of knots around their legs and their jaws. The three T-rexes have finally been captured and peace was restored. The people came out from hiding and cheered for their hero.
One of the police officers approached me and said “Thanks Raptor Man. You’ve done it again.”
“All in a day’s work, officer,” I responded as I used my jetpack to fly off towards the horizon. I guess the theme to my story is to find your destiny. I know for sure that I have found mine.