RSAHNP: Ron Stoppable and his Prehistoric Pets, Part 1

*It is afternoon at the mansion home of Ron Stoppable and his ladies. It was a beautiful day outside and perfect for Ron to take the Raptors and the T-Rex pair out on a nice leisurely stroll through the mountain forests of Colorado. But first, of course, he needed to feed his beloved Raptors before they went on their stroll. Entering the spacious enclosure carrying two large bags filled with fresh meat, chicken and beef and fish to be precise, for his Raptors to feast on. Setting the two large bags down, Ron smiles and lets out a whistle to call his saurian pets.*

Ron: Hey, ladies and gentlemen, come get your snacks! I've got fresh meat for everyone to munch on!

*No sooner had Ron finished the sentence did the Raptors come running to him, letting out their shrieking cries and growls before approaching their Master and human companion. The Raptors went in order, the most dominant individuals coming forward first to receive their food and affection from Ron until only one was left. Ron's personal favorite Raptor was a beautiful female that he called Ciara. She was the one Raptor among the group who's place in the hierarchy appeared to be that of an omega. It didn't matter to Ron, however, as he would always give her the most affection and attention which she immensely enjoyed. Needless to say, it didn't take Ron long to locate her, a warm smile adorning his face as he locked eyes with the female Raptor.*

Ron: I see you, Ciara. Come on over, Gorgeous! I got a special treat just for you!

*Ciara lets out a series of happy chirps and shrieks as she swiftly came over to Ron, nuzzling him affectionately with her snout and letting out a sound that was akin to a purr. Ron chuckles and returns her affection with that of his own, giving her gentle kisses along the snout and caressing her scaly skin and the brilliant feathers that adorn the top of her head.*

Ron: That's my girl. You're looking as beautiful as ever, Ciara. *He glances at the other Raptors, believing he may have offended them and decided to reassure them just to be safe.* No offense to you other lovely ladies and handsome gentlemen!

*Ciara nudges Ron and lets out a shriek, eagerly anticipating her treat from Ron.*

Ron: *Laughs* Okay, Ciara, here's your treat.

*Ron gives her some specially cooked sweet & tangy meat treats that're not only delicious, but edible for raptors and humans alike. Ciara absolutely loved these treats, almost as much as she loved the human who gave them to her every single day. She was most definitely Ron's special girl. And she enjoyed every bit of the attention and affection she would receive from him. Ron continued to pet and caress Ciara even as she munched on her delicious snacks, both seemingly unaware of the approach of Shego and Vivian.*

Ron: That's it. You're such a good girl, aren't you?

Shego: Ugh! I cannot believe how much you fawn over that overgrown gecko.

Vivian: *Giggles* Feeling a bit jealous, are we, Selene?

Shego: *A faint, barely noticeable blush briefly colors her cheeks* Pfft! Please. Jealous of a scaly lizard? Not in the least.

Shego: Besides...

*Shego marches over to Ron, placing herself between Ron and Ciara, pressing her body against Ron's, her tits smashing into his chest as her arms encircle her beloved boyfriend's neck affectionately.*

Shego: I can have Master's attention any time I want it, and we can have fun any time we want. Something that Miss Prehistoric Pet can't possibly have. Isn't that right, Ronnie?

Ron: *Blushes* Uh, y-yeah. Of course. Absolutely.

Shego: Mmm... Good boy. *She gives Ron a quick peck on the lips, her hands running through his messy blond hair.*

*Jealous of Ron's attention and affection being taken from her by the arrival of Shego, Ciara lets out a low hiss and then moves in between them, nuzzling Ron's face and pushing Shego away.*

Shego: Hey!

Vivian: *Giggles* It would appear you have some competition for Ron's affection and attention, Beloved.

Shego: That's what you think! Hey! Scaly! Move aside!

*Shego pushes Ciara away, moving in to embrace Ron once again. Ciara lets out an agitated snort, almost glaring jealously at the Alpha Female of Ron's harem. It was then that an almost mischievous smile made its way across the female raptor's face as she went about her next course of action. Using her long tail, Ciara swipes Shego's legs out from under her, sending the former villainess crashing to the ground. Now that her path was devoid of the obstacle that is Shego, Ciara resumed nuzzling Ron, purring as he gently caressed her head and muzzle.*

Ron: *Chuckles* Clever girl, Ciara. Clever girl.

*Of course, Shego wasn't about to let this action against her go unchallenged. Rising from her feet, Shego marched over to Ron and his favorite raptor, fists clenched and eyes glaring daggers at Ciara. If this prehistoric pet thought she was gonna muscle in on her romance with Ron, she had another thing coming!*

Shego: Why, you sneaky, scaly, snake on legs! I outta make you extinct! Or send you back to the Amazons! Or feed you to that big gorilla on that island! I'm sure he'd love a bite-sized dino snack!

*Ciara paid no attention to Shego, her attention solely focused on receiving affection from her beloved Master.*

Shego: Hey! Snakey-Stella! I'm talking to you!

*Ciara hissed at Shego, snapping her jaws at her in a defiant manner. Shego wasn't impressed, her fist igniting in plasma as she got more irritated. She'd be damned if she was going to play second fiddle to a dinosaur. *

Shego: Don't give me shit! I hit harder than the KT event that wiped out some of your ancestors!

Ron: Ladies, please! There's no need for jealousy. I have enough love and affection for everyone.

Shego: Jealous? Of the iguana? Are you kidding me?

Ron: She's not a iguana. Her name is Ciara. And she's a beautiful raptor, aren't you?

*Ron pets her, gently hugging her and resting his forehead against her skull right where her mohawk of feathers began.*

Shego: Whatever! Point is this. I'm not jealous of your pet raptor.

Vivian: I believe you are, Beloved.

Shego: Stay out of this, Babe!

Ron: Selene, come on, you know I love you more than anything in the world. Besides, I spend more time with you than the raptors, and furthermore Ciara isn't human, so you got nothing to be jealous about. Right?

Shego: I wish she was human so I can put her little ass in its place!

Vivian: Now, now, Beloved, don't be so temperamental. Why do you and Ciara bury the hatchet, kiss and make-up?

Ron: Yeah, she loves attention. Maybe you two can become closer and more friendly?

Shego: Hmph! Me? Befriend that prehistoric pain in my ass?

Ron: Come on, Selene. Do it for me. Please?

*Ron gives her his best pout, resting his head against Ciara's as the two gazed at Shego. It didn't help that Vivian was giving her an encouraging smile, either. Why was it that it felt like the bleeding hearts of an entire universe were united against her?*

Shego: *Sigh* Fine! I'll make nice with your prehistoric pet.

Ron: Booyah! C'mon, Ciara, go be friendly to Selene.

*Ron nudged the female raptor forward gently, who seemed hesitant at first. But with one last glance back at Ron, Ciara conceded to her Master's will and nuzzled Shego's face affectionately. The sound of a camera going off made Shego glance off to see Vivian taking a picture with her handheld phone.*

Vivian: Now that's a photo to keep for memories.

Shego: Reveal that to anyone and I'll...

Vivian: Too late. I sent it to all of the ladies of the house.

Shego: Great. Just peachy.

*It was then that Ciara decided to give Shego a long lick across the side of her face, immediately causing her to push the raptor's head away and attempt to wipe away the saliva that stuck to her face, even as Ron and Vivian tried desperately not to laugh and giggle... and failing miserably.*

Shego: Ugh! Yuck! Dino drool!

Ron: *Chuckles* I guess Ciara decided to give you a kiss of her own.

Shego: Yeah, well, that's one kiss I can deal without! Lousy lizard with disgusting Komodo breath! Blek!

*It was then that Shego, Ron, Vivian and the raptors were approached by some of the other ladies of the harem. Amelia, Tara and Bonnie to be precise. Judging by their expressions, at least for Amelia and Bonnie, they were growing a bit impatient with Ron and the time he was spending with the raptors.*

Amelia: What is taking so long? I thought we were going on our hike? I even got into my new jogging attire for this.

Bonnie: Obviously, Ron is fooling around with his dinosaurs, particularly that one! *Points at Ciara* Such a Loser. Fawning over those smelly, over-grown geckos.

Tara: Bonnie, that's not nice! They're not smelly. Besides...

*Tara goes over to Ron, Ciara and several of the raptors who notice her presence. She immediately begins petting and giving little kisses to the raptors, who not surprisingly, adore Tara and her affections. Ciara herself adored Tara almost as she does Ron, nuzzling her with her head and purring as the beautiful and benevolent blonde caressed her face, feathers and scaly hide.*

Tara: They're really sweet once you get to know them.

Amelia: I'd prefer something less carnivorous.

Bonnie: And less likely to bite my butt!

Ron: Still haven't got over the little nibble Ciara gave you a few months ago, huh, Bon-Bon?

Bonnie: Nibble? NIBBLE?! She took a bite of my ass! Not to mention ruined my favorite pair of shorts and one of my most comfy thongs!

Ron: Well... you did smack her across the muzzle with a steak.

Vivian: While having one of your Rockwaller tantrums.

Adrena: Plus, you freaking deserved it.

Shego: *Chuckles* And it was pretty funny. I just wish I was the one to bite Sugar Tits in the ass. Best be careful, Sugar Tits, you never know if Ciara might decide to take another nip at your booty.

Amelia: She has a point. If I was you, Bonnie, I wouldn't turn my back on her. She looks hungry and you never know if or when she'll decide to satisfy her sweet tooth.

Bonnie: *Glares at Ciara, making sure not to turn her back on the female raptor* I'll keep that in mind.

Tara: Anyway, I'm really looking forward to our walk! The weather is so beautiful today!

Adrena: Oh, yeah! I'm so freaking ready! Nothing beats a hike on a sunny day in the wilderness!

Shego: Well, then, we better get out there and enjoy it!

Vivian: Agreed. Ron, would you and the rest of the girls help escort the raptors out of their enclosure? I have to check in with Justine to see if she finished updating and fine-tuning the Mecha-Raptor.

Ron: Sure thing, Viv. *Claps his hands and looks to all the raptors within the enclosure* Okay, ladies and raptors, time we get ready for our weekly excursion into the wilderness. We'll meet up with Rhea and Rexes before heading out. Any questions?

Tara: Uh, I have a question, Ronnie.

Ron: Yes, Tara?

Tara: *Giggles* Did you know your fly is open?

Ron: Huh? *Looks down to see that his zipper fly was indeed down and open* I thought I felt something was off.

*No sooner did Ron zip up his fly did his pants mysteriously drop to his ankles, leaving him standing in his boxers.*

Ron: Are you freaking kidding me?! Man, this tanks!

*Shego, Vivian, Tara, Adrena, Amelia and even Bonnie giggles at the humorous event of Ron's pants dropping unceremoniously before them and the raptors.*

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*Meanwhile, in a secret laboratory, Dr. Anthea Moreau, a cold and brilliant geneticist, observes her equipment for her future experiments. She patiently, thoroughly goes over every miniscule detail of her work, making certain that there is no margin for error or flaw in either the machinery or her calculations. She was a stunningly gorgeous woman, yet her icy demeanor intimidated those around her. She wore a white lab coat that covered a dark green blouse and a black skirt; her long blonde hair was pinned back into a bun; a pair of black high-heeled shoes adorned her feet; and her chilling yet alluring green-blue irises stared through a pair of monocle-like glasses that she would wear whenever working in her private laboratory.*

Dr. Anthea: Excellent. Everything is operational.

*The sound of heavy footsteps alerted Dr. Anthea Moreau of her bodyguard and right-hand woman, Syn Atheria, making her approach. She was a tall woman, standing over 2 meters/6'3" and possessing a very toned, streamlined feminine physique. It was apparent that something was vastly... different about this woman. She kept to the shadows, concealing her appearance and maintaining her mysterious, yet deadly allure. Her eyes seem to gleam in the darkness, their sights fixated on the female geneticist.*

Dr. Anthea: Is everything prepared?

Syn: Yes, My Lady.

Dr. Anthea: Are you absolutely certain, Miss Atheria? I do not wish to have months' worth of surveillance, monitoring, and planning be wasted because some hired professional mercenaries are incapable of following my direct orders.

Syn: Yes, My Lady.

Dr. Anthea: Did you inform them to completely cover their scent on the mission? We cannot risk the Raptors or the Tyrannosaurs detecting your presence. Tyrannosaurus Rex has one of the greatest olfactory senses known among all living creatures, so it is absolutely crucial that neither you or our hired underlings are discovered before you can commence in the operation.

Syn: Of course, My Lady. I made it absolutely clear to them that no error shall be made. And if any were to be at fault, they would suffer unimaginable agony.

Dr. Anthea: Very good. It is imperative that I obtain the DNA of the Tyrannosaurs and the Raptors... and that human specimens are gathered for my crucial experiments.

Syn: Yes, My Lady. I'll see to it that your will shall be done.

Dr. Anthea: Thank you, Syn. You are always so dutiful and honorable. It shall be rewarded immensely.

Syn: Thank you, My Lady.

Dr. Anthea: Oh, and Syn?

Syn: Yes, My Lady?

Dr. Anthea: I want you to bring a certain subject before me immediately upon obtaining him. The one called Ron Stoppable. I wish to evaluate him, determine if he has any definitive potential, and if so... utilize it to further my scientific needs.

*Dr. Anthea pulls up holographic images of Ron Stoppable, including a profile with information stolen from the data files of Global Justice.*

Syn: Hmm... The Pretty One.

Dr. Anthea: Yes, I suppose he is an attractive male specimen. Perhaps if he holds no merit for my scientific research, I will give him to you to do with as you please.

Syn: I shall retrieve him for you, My Lady.

Dr. Anthea: Excellent. Now, Syn, best be on your way with our troops. Our quarry will soon be going on their afternoon stroll. Time is of the essence.

Syn: As you wish, My Lady.

*Syn Atheria marches off, leaving Dr. Anthea alone in her laboratory. The geneticist focuses on her computer, accessing her files and dredging up any crucial information that would be necessary for her coming experiments. A small smile creeped across her beautiful visage, her cold eyes glossing over all the DNA samples she had in one particular collection. If everything goes according to plan, then her scientific experiments could truly commence. In her twisted psyche, Dr. Anthea Moreau believed that the evolution of humanity itself was nigh!*

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*Ron and the ladies were now out in the wilderness of Colorado, traversing the terrain with the Tyrannosaurus Rex pair and the pack of Raptors. Ron and Tara were astride the Alpha Male Raptor, Shego and Vivian were astride the Alpha Female Raptor, Rhea was astride the bull Tyrannosaur named Ragnar, Adrena Lynn was astride the female Tyrannosaur mare named , Amelia and Bonnie were astride one of the beta raptors, Marcella and Liz were riding one of the beta raptors, Jessica and Hope were riding atop one of the omega raptors while the remaining members of the pack followed. However, the female raptor Ciara was always near Ron, her eyes never leaving the form of her beloved Master. It did not go unnoticed by the other ladies, particularly Vivian and Shego, who noticed how Ron's personal favorite pet raptor kept close tabs on him.*

Tara: It's such a beautiful day. Don't you think so, Ronnie?

Ron: It sure is! A really bon-digity day! The sun is warm and bright, we got a nice cool breeze going, and the birds are singing.

Vivian: Yes, nature is wonderous in its splendid beauty.

Shego: Yeah, sure. Now if only someone can massage by butt so it doesn't fall asleep while we're riding.

Vivian: Are you suggesting or offering, Beloved?

Shego: Whatever suits you, Viv.

*Suddenly, Ron stops his raptor in its tracks, causing the rest of the party of the ladies riding atop of their respective dinosaurs to come to a halt.*

Amelia: Look!

Bonnie: Ugh! What?

Jessica: Shh! Bonnie, keep your voice down or you'll scare them away!

*In the meadow was a herd of deer, feasting on the vegetation that was abundant during this time of year. There was a few bucks, but mostly present were doe with their fawns. It was an absolutely beautiful sight to behold. Nature's creatures thriving in magnificent serenity in the wild.*

Liz: *Begins taking photos with her phone* This is great! I love animals! I bet Madison would be ecstatic if she were here to see this!

Marcella: Awww! The babies are so cute!

Hope: Their fur looks so smooth and soft. It's a shame we can't pet them.

Rhea: It's days like this that I do not regret retiring from my wrestling career.

Adrena: I'm surprised we managed to not freaking scare them off.

Vivian: Isn't this a lovely sight, Beloved?

Shego: I'm honestly just waiting to hear David Attenborough narrating about the intricacies of wildlife in Spring.

Vivian: *Giggles* Very cheeky, Beloved.

Tara: Awwww! Look, Ronnie, the babies are playing!

Ron: Yeah, they're really having fun.

*The serenity of nature seemed to go on for an eternity; Ron and the ladies watching the herd of deer eating, playing, and socializing with one another without a care in the world. It unfortunately wouldn't last, because much like all good things, it had to come to an end. In this case, the peaceful serenity concluded due in part to Ciara, who let out a shriek of excitement before rushing forward to chase after the herd of deer into the depths of the mountain forests.*

Ron: Ciara! Bad girl! Come back here!

Shego: Well, so much for enjoying the wildlife.

Bonnie: Ugh! Ron, you Loser! Can't you control that beast of yours!

Tara: It's not Ron's fault, Bonnie.

Adrena: Yeah, besides, what did you expect Ciara to do? She's a freaking raptor! She enjoys hunting and chasing things!

Vivian: It is true. It is literally in her DNA to be an apex predator and a formidable hunter.

Amelia: Perhaps you should be stricter with her instead of coddling her. She's such a spoiled princess.

Marcella: Sounds like someone else we know, eh, Liz?

Liz: *Giggles* Yeah, it does.

Amelia: Excuse me?

Rhea: This is no time for bickering.

Ron: *Sigh* Come on, girls. Let's go find her.

*Suddenly, without warning, a volley of tranquilizer darts strike the Tyrannosaurs and the Raptors, causing them to roar to roar/shriek in surprise. The sedatives race through the blood of the dinosaurs, quickly subduing them and causing the saurians to collapse. Before Ron and the ladies can even comprehend what's happening, a volley of grenades loaded with sleeping gas engulfs them all, causing them to cough and choke until they finally collapse into unconsciousness. Ron is the last to fall, dropping down to his knees, his eyes glowing faintly blue as he sees armed men and women in camouflage attire approach before finally succumbing to the effects of the sleeping gas.*

*Once the gas dissipates, Syn Atheria marches forward and stands over the unconscious form of Ron Stoppable. The hired mercenaries move forward, extracting the blood of the Raptors and Tyrannosaurs and placing them into vials to be transported back to the laboratory. Through her comlink, Syn contacts Dr. Anthea Moreau to inform her of their successful mission.*

Syn: Subjects neutralized, My Lady. We are obtaining the samples from the dinosaurs as we speak.

Dr. Anthea: Excellent, Syn. Once the samples and their back-ups are obtained, instruct your men to restrain and load our human test subjects onto the aircraft.

Syn: As you wish, My Lady. Listen up! Once you've collected the genetic samples, put the restraints on the humans and load them into the aircraft! Time is not to be wasted! Move! Now!

*When the mercenaries begin chaining and placing restraints upon all of the ladies, a sudden snarling battle cry rings across the forest as Ciara the raptor races out from the forest. She lashes out at the men and women, grabbing one man by the arm within her jaws and swinging him like a bat, taking out several mercs before tossing him aside. She rushes at Syn, snarling and snapping her jaws, but the righthand woman of Dr. Anthea swiftly dodges away from the raging saurian. Ciara then protectively places herself over Ron's unconscious body, hissing and snarling as she bared her teeth & claws at her attackers.*

Syn: Subdue the beast!

*The mercenaries converge on Ciara, surrounding her only for the raptor to lash out violently. Ripping and tearing at the mercenaries with her claws and teeth, even using her long tail to batter them. One particularly very powerful swing of her tail manages to knock a female mercenary a great distance away, sending her crashing and rolling away deep in the brush where her head collides with the trunk of a tree and renders her unconscious. Ciara manages to more than hold her own until a few tranquilizer darts hit her, causing her to cry out in pain and surprise. Her eyes glare defiantly at her shooter, Syn Atheria, who smiles as the sedatives quickly do their job. Ciara collapses but manages to crawl her way towards Ron until she was by his side before succumbing to the tranquilizers. The mercenaries and Syn stand over the unconscious forms of Ciara and Ron Stoppable before Syn gives them their new objective.*

Syn: Restrain the beast. Bring it onto the aircraft. Dr. Anthea will be very interested in this unique specimen.