Daisuke, now a shimmering silver theropod, paced the confines of the containment unit, his claws clicking rhythmically against the reinforced Steel. Engineer Swansea peered through a viewport, his brow furrowed with concern as he adjusted his spectacles. "His bio-readings are fluctuating wildly," Swansea reported, his voice tight with worry. Nurse Anya hovered nearby, clutching a medical scanner, her gaze fixed on the creature's agitated movements. Captain Curly, ever stoic, gripped the edge of his console. "What's triggering the aggression, Anya?" Co-pilot Jimmy mumbled, "Looks like he's seeing ghosts in there." Suddenly, the Argent Juggernaut lets out a piercing roar, its silver hide pulsing with an ominous inner light.

(an Au where they were transported thanks to an experimental formula and equipment that looks like a remote with a dial set to dinosaur that was said to be able to clone live miniature versions of dinosaurs. However the goo got mixed with an unknown flower. A crew member accidentally got infected by it while getting something from storage.)