Author's Note

This chapter is REALLY going to contradict a lot that is discussed in Jurassic Park... But PLEASE, try not to look into it too much. This story was written for fun, bear in mind, and will raise several questions about the canon story of Jurassic Park and The Lost World.

Blade Dancer belongs to Mlp_BladeDancer. on FIMfiction, and no, she is not the Blade Dancer from Tarbtano's The Bridge.

Prologue: The Mark of a Dinosaur

-Terra, 1996, 120 Miles West of Costa Rica-

A tropical storm was brewing, claps of thunder and flashes of lightning flaring above as hurricane worthy gales of wind violently lashed at the ground and trees. Large flying animals, some with 30 foot wingspans, shrieked and cawed as they shielded their young from the rain and wind.

Below, in the large valley, massive animals long thought to be extinct bellowed into the night, long necks peering out above the canopies of tall trees. Other animals, bipedal monsters with slashing claws or tremendously sized jaws, roared out in panic as lightning struck the wet grass that grew upon the valley floor.

Amidst this panic, a mother crouched low over her two hatchlings, a rumbling groan leaking from her throat as she flexed miniscule arms in anticipation. Her young squeaked in fear, though the calls were barely audible over the sounds of shifting foliage and a throaty bellow. The mother Tyrannosaurus rex shifted her head up and stared into the darkness of the forest. Growling slightly, she ducked her large skull and nudged the babies, beckoning them to remain quiet.

Rising to her full height, the mother tyrannosaur peeled back her lips to expose long teeth that glinted in the light of each lightning flash, a menacing growl escaping her throat.

A similar growl emerged from the forest growth before an animal shrouded in shadow trudged forward. Another flash of lightning exposed not one, but two animals, each 25 feet long and armed with jaws lined with serrated teeth. The pair of Metriacanthosaurus stomped forward, circling around the mother tyrannosaur with predatory intent visible in their eye and actions.

The Tyrannosaurus growled lowly, instantly shifting into a battle stance with her head low, legs apart, and back hunched slightly. Her young, fully aware of the danger present, fell dead silent as the two metriacanthosaurids circled her, claws splayed and jaws wide.

It was in that moment that the mother was aware that one of her foes had trained its eyes on her hatchlings, seemingly ignoring the larger theropod protecting them.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled as the tyrannosaur whipped around and lurched forward, jaws wide as her adversary reeled back with an alarmed shriek. In an act of instinctive self defense, the Metriacanthosaurus swung its talons at its foe, three long claws raking across her face and spilling deep crimson ichors. The mother howled in pain as she fell back, only to feel a vice packed with teeth slam down on her thigh.

Not keen on giving in to defeat, she swung around and slammed her heavily built jaws down on the dinosaur's top jaw, crushing the brow ridges and brain under the force. Though one foe was now dead, the other was still in perfect health.

Using the tyrannosaur's victim as a distraction, the remaining Metriacanthosaurus clambered up onto the theropod's spine before its jaws crunched down on her neck, spilling more blood.

Bellowing in pain, anger, and panic, the Tyrannosaurus swung her head in an attempt to escape the dinosaur's grasp. She had just managed to do so, stomping down on the dazed animal's skull and crushing it under her multi-ton weight, when the crack of lightning bellowed above and struck the animal's body, sending a jolt of energy that overwhelmed her senses into the tyrannosaur's body and instantly killing her.

As the body of a tyrant queen collapsed, another flash of light rang from overhead before a swirling funnel cloud materialized in the sky, neon hues of red, blue, and green enveloping its form as the twister traveled across the landscape. In that instant, the small tyrannosaur hatchlings were pulled into the vortex of wind and energy alongside a medium sized theropod with meat hooks caping each finger and a long, bird-like neck. The animal shrieked and squaked in fear as it was tossed around like a ragdoll before promptly slamming into the two small tyrannosaur's and knocking them unconscious...

-Ponyville, Equestria-

The rain had been pounding against the slated roofs of Ponyville's homes for hours now, the power having long since gone dead as a result. Wind eerily howled as earth stallion and pegasus mare Flame and Frost Dancer huddled together in front of the living room fireplace, simply enjoying each other's company until the storm had passed.

"Damn weather," Flame grumbled, running a hoof through his fiery red and orange mane as his eye twitched in annoyance. It had been the boom of thunder that woke the couple in the middle of the night. And it would seem, at least at the time, that it showed no sign of letting up either, as the thunder only continued to clash through the night.

Frost Dancer was, more or less, feeling the same, though not as heavily affected by it as her husband was. She was an actress, so her sleep hours were fairly irregular anyhow. "It could be worse," the pegasus murmured, leaning closer to the earth pony with a sheepish smile. "You did say it would be nice if we could spend more time together... Think of this as an opportunity."

Flame was about to acknowledge, a smile on his face at her reassuring words, when a loud thud on the roof interrupted his train of thought. Both ponies shared a look of confusion before the loud booming roar of thunder gave its opinion. "Stay here," Flame Dancer muttered, rising to his hooves to retrieve a flashlight and umbrella.

Frost remained in her seat for a moment as the front door swung open and slammed shut, the beam of a light visible through a window before it vanished. About ten minutes later, multiple bangs on the door startled her. With a gasp, the mare leaped from her seat and approached the front door before she reopened it.

In stumbled Flame Dancer, carrying a small figure in the crook of both arms. Frost Dancer swifty moved out of his way as Flame tossed his flashlight aside. "Grab a couple towels, please!" Flame ordered. "Before they catch a cold."

Frost was unable to respond as she rapidly moved to the bathroom and retrieved said towels.

Upon returning, Flame Dancer grabbed a towel and quickly wrapped one shape into a bundle whilst gingery moving the other to his wife. "Hold her," he said softly, gingerly working to dry off the shape he held.

At receiving the filly, Frost's face morphed from shock to a motherly joy. The filly was an earth colored unicorn, with a light brown coat and a darker brown mane and tail. As the tiny foal blinked, Frost could see that her eyes were a beautiful shade of aquamarine. Oddly, though, the filly's chest was a darker shade of brown as were a set of stripes that ran down her spinal column and a bony nasal ridge. Looking to her husband, Frost noticed an equally befuddled look across Flame's face.

"Flame, Dear?"

The earth stallion didn't answer immediately, too busy looking over the yawning foal in his arms. "Her teeth... They're... sharp," he exclaimed with surprise evident in the way he spoke. Looking down at the small unicorn he held, Frost did indeed notice that her teeth were caped with a tiny point.

The pegasus mare cocked a confused brow, looking down at the filly that she was currently holding. Gently, as not to harm the child, she pulled back part of her lip to see that her teeth were also minuscule, recurved isosceles triangles.

In a small fit at the contact, the filly uttered a tiny, high pitched growl and bared said teeth, eliciting a flabbergasted expression from the mare holding her.

"Whose kids are these and why are they out in the middle of a storm?" Frost asked, more to herself than anypony, her surprise at the 'attack' waning as she spoke. Hardly a second had passed after the question was asked when Flame Dancer uttered a surprised yelp.

Whipping to face her husband, Frost had to withhold a laugh at the sight for a moment before realizing what was happening. Dangling from his outstretched arm was the broken-horned filly. What caught Frost's attention was the way that she was positioned. Rather than holding onto the stallion's arm for dear life, the foal was holding his arm in her jaws, a small vice packed with teeth that thrashed her body like a fish out of water occasionally.

Uttering a gasp, the pegasus gingerly placed her bundle on the couch before diligently working to pry the filly off of him. It wasn't easy, for her grip was strong. Eventually, Frost the mare managed to pull the jaws apart and free Flame's arm, though it didn't go without bloodshed on the stallion's part.

"Damn!" Flame exclaimed, noticing the puncture marks that lined his arm, blood weakly dribbling from the bite as Frost placed the filly beside her less aggressive counterpart.

"Oh my gosh!" Frost gasped, trotting to the bathroom to retrieve a washcloth and hydrogen peroxide. Upon returning, she pulled her spouse closer and let a small amount of the disinfectant soak into the cloth before dabbing at the bite marks with said cloth. The healing remedy fizzled slightly on contact, drawing out a slight grimace from Flame, before it died down and the bleeding stopped.

After all was said and done, husband and wife turned to face the fillies, smiles crossing their faces at the sight of two foals snuggled up beside each other.

"What're we going to do? we don't know whose kids these are," Frost noted, looking up to Flame with slight concern etched across her muzzle.

The earth pony sighed. "I dunno," he replied with a shrug, putting his good arm across Frost's shoulders. "Suppose we put up a few signs around the neighbourhood, see if anypony's missing a couple of fillies. If we don't find anything in a month or so, we could claim the rights to keep them, I guess," Flame assured her, noticing the tear developing in her eye. With their only child, Blade Dancer, already having moved out and gaining a job as a royal guard for Princess Celestia, Frost had been wanting another child for years. The stallion knew that much, at least. "Hey... I'll see what I can do, okay?"

"Okay," Frost murmured with a slightly forced smile, wiping the tear away with a light hearted chuckle.

-Seven Weeks Later-

Frost and Flame Dancer walked down the streets towards their home in Ponyville, a pair of fillies asleep in the wagon pulled behind the stallion of the duo. Warm smiles were shared and the couple were now the foster parents parents of Autumn and Rexy. As it had turned out, the two foals weren't even initially ponies. It was noted during a blood test, in order to find their parents, that amphibian DNA filled in the presumed holes of an unknown gene sequence.

At the time, it was written off as an impossibility, and that the pair were simply a hybrid of a unicorn and kirin. But as the behavior of a predator became visible, several theories were being worked on.

One theory was not far from The Fly. A teleportation mishap resulted in the mutation of fillies to make a dragon-pony. This was written off as absurd and soon made way for the idea that extinct animals were revived, where amphibian DNA was used to fill in the gaps in each strand. The cause of a transformation from animal to equine was still in the works, but this theory seemed the best explanation at the time of its reveal.

Regardless, parents Frost and Flame weren't about to let a couple silly hypothesis ruin the joy of adopting.

If only the scientists in question knew how close they were to discovering the truth of these otherworldy siblings.

Nonetheless, as time went on, the theories were forgotten as Autumn and Rexy grew.

As Autumn grew, so did her success and personality... Autumn was successful, humorous, and beautiful. Almost every good quality, it would seem, was apparent in her personality. She was smart, unafraid of showing her feelings, and, though popular, very kind to nearly anypony she meets. She was, however, completely intolerant of bullies and those who wanted to be with her for sex. She is highly sought after by many stallions and mares alike, much like her older adoptive sister, Blade Dancer. Though beautiful, here weight is purely muscle, making her stronger than even some of Celestia's guard in terms of muscle.

Rexy, on the other hoof, more or less remained consistent in terms of personality, though her weight and muscle mass increased. She was intolerant of... nearly everypony. She was also slightly aggressive and highly sarcastic, having developed a chip on her shoulder as a result of living in her sister's shadow. Rexy can be incredibly dense at times, confused as to why somepony would even try to seek her, as rare as it is. Unlike her sister, who's muscle is more stealthy and inconspicuous, Rexy's muscle is knotted and clearly visible, making her feared by some. Rightfully so, considering her matching, foreboding personality.