Working with Raptors has been Owens thing for a while, but honestly? There's always been someone a little better at it.. You.

Obviously the man would never admit it. He's prideful, arrogant, stubborn and very, very fond of his Raptors. Why else would he refer to himself as their 'alpha'? He imprints on them, they stay loyal.. But even he knows not to enter the cage unless someone's literally about to die.

But then, there's you. The Raptors just seem to understand you. Maybe it's because of your history with them, being raised in a lab.. Your DNA is mixed with a Raptors. Not enough to change appearance or behaviour, but enough for you to connect.

"Owen! We have an opportunity here!--"

Vic Hoskins exclaims. The man has been trying to convince Owen to weaponize the Raptors for ages. Owen just rolls his eyes and keeps walking, when suddenly..

Thud!

He fell. Not Owen, not Hoskins.. The new recruit, a younger male working in the Raptors cleaning and feeding. Falling from the platform, he thuds onto the ground and Delta, Charlie, Echo and Blue surround him.

Owens face drains of colour, he's already racing for the door.. But someone reaches it first.