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It hadn't been a standard mission.
Of course, it hadn't been.
From the very start, from the very first day of Jurassic World being open, from the very moment the first dinosaur had been created, there had been a team for the moment that it all went wrong.
She hadn't been on that very first team, still too young then and just like the rest of the public unaware of what was happening right then and there. Now, years later she knew, more so than many others even. Because now she was on the team. It had cost her blood, sweat and tears, but she had managed to get through every boot camp, mastered every challenge thrown her way and excelled as well.
There was a special kind of pride in being the only woman in her squad.
007B.
Trooper Meyers.
One of the group.
Eight special agents and she was one of them.
Trained together, their squad ran smooth and could work together in any circumstances, from Lee, who had been the oldest in the squad to Cooper who had been the youngest.
There had been no doubt that they would succeed in their mission as they had torn through the jungle in their jeeps. There was simply no other option then success. All of them knew what would happen if they failed. So they wouldn't.
The screens on their wrist indicating the position of the tracker and the voices of their CEO and Park owner in their headsets, the squad quickly approached the point of no return. And that's what it had been.
A point of no return.
For all that they were trained and prepared to stop a wild, rampaging dinosaur that could easily rival a Tyrannosaurus Rex, they still had been under prepared.
It had started out well enough. Their approach coordinated and careful, but the tracker hadn't moved. An oddity in itself, considering the past few minuted, in which the Indominus Rex had been near constantly on the move, but even more worrisome as they approached the location and found no indication of the large dinosaur.
That was…at first. As they moved closer, Meyers found herself not far behind Commander Hamada, Lee and Craig directly behind her. While Craig had one of the guns, both she and Cooper were equipped with electric prods instead. Commander Hamada had a gun as well, but he lowered it as he approached what they discovered to be a piece of Indominus Rex meat. And in that meat the tracker they had been following.
That in itself had been harrowing. The notion that they had been following a stationary tracker while the animal itself was already who-knows-where and potentially injuring the other animals or even worse guest, was enough to make everyone's fried nerves skyrocket even further.
For a few selfish seconds Meyers wondered if that would not have been better, the cut-off pained scream from her commander echoing in her ears as she stared at the trampled bloodied form of the man.
Tricked by a dinosaur.
And she had been the closest to their commander at the time. Had seen the way the animals hand had closed around her commander, her friend, had seen the way his eyes had been filled with panic and then dimmed as the animal had stepped on him.
The surrounding fight continued and Meyers moved as well, rising her prod to stun the animal, even as she knew that it would be useless.
Craig was the next to die, from the corner of her eyes she saw him being flung into the branches of the trees, before a hard tail, violently slammed into her stomach and threw her to the side, vision clouded by pain, even as she struggled to get up once more. She had just managed to get to her knees, when she was brought to the ground by some branches again.
Pained blue eyes widening as she saw the half-buried and still body of Lee further down, under the tree.
The edges of her vision turned black, and she had to blink a couple of times to get rid of the tears in them, each blink the noise of the fight seemed to grow more muffled. At one point she was sure that blood sprayed on her face, but she could not make out who of her comrades, of her friends it had been.
She blinked again.
The sounds of the fight sounded further than ever before and then suddenly…they simply stopped.
Meyers prepared herself for the pain of being stepped on or grabbed and torn apart, but as she continued to steel herself and stare at Lee's shattered body nothing happened.
The shaking of the ground indicated steps, but no monster showed up to finish her off.
Meyers would be unable to tell anyone for how long she had laid there; draped over the roots of a tree, with her breath wheezing with every bit of air she pulled into her lungs, eyes glued to the dead and crumpled body of her squad mate.
However long it was, no animal came to finish her off and when the exhaustion began to overwhelm the adrenaline and pain filled her every cell, she closed her eyes fully. When she'd open her eyes next she'd be saved.
This singular event would dictate the rest of her life, but at least she would be saved. She had survived. She had survived.
When she opened her eyes next, it was to pain and darkness.
It took only a split-second for her eyes to find the crumpled form of Lee in the darkness ahead of her, and it took several long minutes for the implications of her situation to set in.
She hadn't been saved.
She was still in the jungle.
No one had come for her dead squad mates.
They were all still here.
Her laboured breaths grew faster and shallow.
Why had no one come for them?
They had trackers. They had monitors of their vitals. She was alive! There was no way they could have missed that, wasn't there? And even then, they could not just leave the dead bodies of their squad mates, could they?
Meyers tried to move, to sit up and alert whoever was looking for them, because surely someone was, only to bite down on her lip to keep in a pained scream until her lip began to bleed from the force.
When she opened her eyes again, it was to the realisation that she could not remember closing them again and that the sun had risen again.
And yet, here she still was.
It was hard to see the sun through the trees and the pain, but it was clear enough from the amount of light, that it was roughly midday.
Meyers knew the evacuation plans well enough, to be aware that the boats to evacuate were already gone.
She had been left.
They had been left.
Thrown at the danger like fodder and then left behind. She was too exhausted and in too much pain, to feel shame as the thought made the bit of food in her stomach climb up her throat and splatter over her chest. Tears were quick to follow after.
A disgusting sight she must have made, but then there was no one left to see her, was there?
For all that anyone seemed to care, she had died with her squad and there was no denying any more that no one cared what happened to a dead squad. Hell, for all she knew, there was no one left alive to know that there had been a squad in the first place.
Ignoring the disgusting feeling of herself, she tried to reach towards Lee, but stopped as the pain made darkness flash across her vision once more.
As the sun continued to wander across the sky, Meyers continued to look at Lee until her eyes grew too heavy to keep open for any longer, and she was consumed by the darkness once more.