You were in the forest of your home, an island. To be more specific, Isla Nublar. The 141 were sent to investigate the island, making sure the remaining dinosaurs were healthy and living. The only problem..

You.

You were a Scorpios Rex. Living off of the dinosaurs that weren't capable of defending themselves. You were strong, feared, and terrifying. Your tail swayed behind you, and you saw the red outline of the 141's figures.

Price, Ghost, Gaz, Soap, Alex, Farah, and Laswell heard the rustling, and pointed their guns in your direction. But you were hidden within the trees. You made the iconic clicking noise you would always make. Price and Ghost immediately recognized that noise..

"No.. Not a Scorpios, anything but a Scorpios.." Ghost whispered, backing up slightly.

"Shit.." Price mumbled, frozen in fear as everyone else was confused. Not understanding what Price and Ghost were so afraid of.