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Highly Toxic (Owen Grady x reader fic) Masterlist

AN: I’ve decided to make separate masterlists for each of my on-going fics. So, here’s one for my Jurassic fic. 

Overall Summary: You’re a world famous journalist that heads to the park a year before the indominus incident and you meet Owen Grady. Will you end up staying at the park or leaving when you’re supposed to.

Pairing(s): Owen Grady x reader

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(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

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Jurassic World/Owen Grady imagines - Highly Toxic - Part 1

AN: So, I started this on Wattpad when Jurassic World first came out in 2015 but never published it and since the new Jurassic world will be coming out next year I decided that I would let the world see it but post it on here because Wattpad is kind of dead. 

Overall Summary: You’re a world famous journalist that heads to the park a year before the indominus incident and you meet Owen Grady. Will you end up staying at the park or leaving when you’re supposed to. 

In this chapter: You arrive at the park after your last visit ten years ago. 

Pairing(s): Owen x reader

Word count: 1,946

Warnings: None 

"Look Mom, I'll be fine, okay? It's perfectly safe." You held your phone between your shoulder and cheek as you tugged your luggage out of the cab.

"I don't know about this, (y/n), you know what happened at the last park!" Your mother warned you through the phone.

"Mom, I'm 24 years old, and I've been here before remember? Anyway I just arrived and I'm waiting for the boat, there's no going back now. The park has been open for ten years and there's been no major problems. Trust me please." You sighed in response, just at that moment your phone alerted you that there was barely any battery left.

"Just be careful!" She pleaded with a dry chuckle, full of concern.

"I will! Look, I'll text you when I get to the hotel because my phone is about to die."

"Okay! It's just I—"

"—don't like me being by myself, I know you've told me, but I'm here on business not leisure. Now I seriously have to go, I'll talk to you later." You interrupted her before your phone cut you both short by dying.

You groaned and slid your mobile back into your jeans pocket.

You boarded the boat with your light luggage, pushing your sunglasses up onto your head as you tried to spot the island.

It had been a while since you last went there, the park had been open since 2005, it has thrived and developed so well. The last time you came to the island was right before it opened, if you thought your mom was paranoid just then you should've seen her the time you went for just a day trip when the park first opened.

You were fourteen, an oncoming writer on a blog on the internet, you were in the world record book for years with the title the most subscribed blog. Everyone read your blog back then mainly because the world didn't realise it was a fourteen year old girl that ran it. Growing up, you were over-matured in mind and you graduated high school at the age of fifteen. You didn’t like to brag, it was just pure facts and then you graduated college age seventeen before landing yourself multiple jobs where you traveled for many years until you finally settled back down in your home town now only writing articles for popular magazines and the New York Times.

It didn’t take long to arrive at the island. You fanned yourself with the small leaflet that had all information and map of the park as the heat burned down on you. Black skinny jeans, combat boots and a white tank top weren't the best option for Central American weather. You took the hem of your tank and tied it so it lied just above your belly button.

"Miss (y/l/n)?" A tall red headed woman beamed a brilliant smile at you before she rushed forward and held out her hand towards you.

"Yes."You took her hand and shook it in greeting, her hands were small and sweaty obviously she had been waiting a while.

"Claire Dearing, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm sure you're going to have a wonderful time here." Claire smiled, you wiped your hand on your thigh then gripped onto your satchel.

"How did you know I was going to be here?" You asked trying to speak over the crowds noise. 

"We were informed you were to check in today, under business I was told. You are the most popular journalist in the whole of America, one of the most popular in the world. When we first opened you were the cause of 90% of our visitors."

"I am aware. Now, I'm only here for a week so if you don't mind I'd like to get to my hotel. I'm here to write a piece on how the parks developed over the years but I need rest and food before anything." You said flatly, you weren’t purposely trying to be rude but lack of food and exhaustion made you this way.

"Oh okay, um...right this way." Claire showed you to a train on the monorail that lead you to the hotel. 

You smiled as the train approached the gates with 'jurassic world' printed on them. A small burst of butterflies in your gut reminded you of the excitement you felt ten years ago when you first arrived there.

Claire followed you all the way up to your room before stopping outside your door.

"Here is your VIP wristband, and here's my number please call me if you have any worries or concerns or need anything at all." She handed you a small package. You willingly took it, pulling out the small blue wristband.

"Thank you, now if you'll excuse me I have to unpack. It was a pleasure meeting you, Claire." You closed the door on her before she could say anything else.

Stumbling over to the mirror, you managed to fix your hair into a loose bun. Today was not a good day for you.

You pulled out your phone and charger before collapsing on the arm chair by the balcony, wiping your neck with a small hand towel. Fortunately, the air conditioning starts to circulate pretty quickly. You really didn’t do well with scorching heat so coming in the summer wasn't the best decision you made.

However, when you traveled the world you loved going to places like Australia and India etc. etc. but that was when you traveled, and you had been living in upstate New York for the last three years.

Nevertheless, you had a perfect view of the main resort which included the underwater observatory for the Mosasaurus. Something you’d been excited to see since it's release to the public a few years back.

"Yay me." You whispered to yourself as you looked out over the resort.

You tugged out your notebook and pen from your satchel to start jotting down some thoughts.

The park has pretty much the same popularity as when it first opened, the excited buzz was still in the air and everything seemed perfectly suitable so far.

You have a week to write your article then mail it to New York so you could always focus on the important details later on.

You: everything's good, the park looks fun. Will talk to u later x

You messaged your over-worried mother and snatched up your satchel then left the hotel.

You spotted a nearby diner where you picked up a few things for lunch then wandered towards the Mosasaurus pool.

"Beauty ain’t she?" Suddenly, a southern accent attracted your attention. You turned to see a large bald man smiling down at you. You tried to be polite and not ignore him.

"Quite." You moved away, heading towards the monorail.

"What are you doing here then missy?" He continued to follow you, you kept yourself from rolling your eyes.

"Business. But if you don't mind I'm working, and if I see correctly your wife and kids are over there. Your wife looks rather red in the face." You gestured to the woman over by the Mosasaurus pool that was staring daggers at her husband. The redneck backed off, mumbling a swift goodbye before you sat yourself inside the tightly compacted train.

You followed the track around the park, it flew past many different attractions and rides, some new and some old. You made sure to note down the ones to visit but first you had to check out the raptors.

When you first came to the parks, the raptors were young like you, they had only just started to begin training them of course and they were different raptors. They failed and ended up having to be put down so a couple years ago they recruited a new trainer from the navy and he apparently is the best trainer they've had here. You wanted to make sure for yourself if the rumours were true. It was quite remarkable how the park started with only eight species and now has 14 herbivores and six carnivores.

You hopped off the monorail and dialled Claire's number on your mobile.

"Hello? Miss (y/l/n)?" Claire answered. 

"Please call me (y//n)." You corrected her. You hated being called Miss (y/l/n), it made you sound too much like your mother and well, you weren’t like her. At all.

"I'm sorry, (y/n), how may... I help...you?" Claire's phone seemed to crackle, you grimaced slightly, placing your sunglasses on.

"Um, do you mind sending a jeep down to take me to the raptors pen?" You asked, you weren’t even sure if you would be allowed to see them but you figured you’d ask.

Claire seemed to move away from the phone for a moment muttering something to whomever she was with.

"Uh, sure, where are you exactly?" Claire asked.

"I'm by the old T-Rex pen from the original park, by the Cretaceous cruise." you informed her, Claire muttered a few more things away from the phone.

"Okay, a ranger should be with you shortly. Is that all?" Claire asked one last time.

"That's great, thanks." You quickly hung up and it wasn’t long until a jeep pulled up beside you and a man leant out the window.

"You (y//n) (y/l/n)?" He asked, his french accent thick as he did.

 You nodded your head with your hand over your eyes and he gestured for you to climb inside the vehicle.

"My name is Barry, I work with the raptors, my sister, she loves you." He held out his hand. You shook it, warmly smiling at him.

"Thank you. So, do you train the raptors?" You asked as he started to drive off, Barry smiled and shook his head.

"No, that's Owen Grady. I'm more of an assistant, the raptors don't mind me but I'm not the Alpha." Barry explained, the name Owen Grady stuck in your mind.

"And Owen Grady is? The alpha I mean?" You leant backwards, rolling down your window so the cool air could whip past your face.

"Yes, when the raptors hatched they imprinted on Owen making him the Alpha. He's been training them to listen but there's no leadership, if the girls really wanted to they could rip Owen apart but it's all about maintaining a relationship with these animals." Barry occasionally looked at you as he spoke. You looked ahead and in the distance could spot the large velociraptor pen.

"I see the enclosure has improved?" You half questioned, you can't really remember much of the small details from ten years ago but you remembered vaguely of what it looked like.

"Yes, they had to strengthen it after the first batch didn't work out but this set hasn't really caused us much trouble with trying to escape, thank god." Barry pulled up and kindly opened the door for you. 

You pulled your satchel up onto your shoulder again and removed your sunglasses.

"How many?" You asked as you walked up a set of stairs leading to a series of balconies over the pen.

"Four, four girls." Barry explained. You looked down around you, the cage looked empty apart from the occasional rustling in the vegetation. You could feel your heart start to speed up as you feel the child-like excitement build inside of you. 

"Where are they?" You lowered your voice leaning forward slightly and narrowing your eyes, trying to search for them, biting down on your lower lip.

Come on girls. You thought.

Suddenly you heard repeated clicking from a button and a voice boom. "Echo, Delta, Charlie, Blue!"

(PART 2) 

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