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Hey so back a few years ago, I made this old piece and wanted to do a redraw of it for old time's sake

Since it also came with a short story, I've fixed it up; said story's about the Mirror experiments narrowly escaping a collecting mission

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CEREUS INSTITUTE: STORAGE UNIT 5273-B, 3/15/1980

"033, withdraw, we're surrounded!"

"But the sample-"

"Leave it! We can grab another later!"

"But 054-"

"033, NOW!"

The green and gray duo rushed towards the exit hatch leading to the loading deck; 025 and 020 joining them as they did so, "We sneaked some extras, we don't know what the hell they are but we'll give 'em to Jumba anyways." 020 huffed, jostling his backpack filled with clanking sample containers and random junk he scavenged from around their shuttle for distraction, "How're you guys? Doing good? Or-oh jeez!"

051 and 033 gave him irritated glares, "They're not bad, we just need to get out of here." 054 snapped, "033 bit his tongue and I took a shot to the back, that's it."

"What're you-that IS bad! They can't recover any material, right?"

"I melted it, what-do you think we're letting a storage unit take our DNA?!" 054 yelled out, "And-oh blitz-. Dead end!"

A closed hatch stood in front of them, a pad on the left side indicating a passcode needed to be typed in to get by. 051 glowered at 025 and 020 before 020 stopped, holding up a finger to silence him, "Nope, shortcut. We're directly above the loading area."

051 snorted, preparing to spit acid; being right above the loading zone was certainly a plus. All he would need to do would be to use up more acid. IF he could do so that was...

033's antenna flattened as he heard shouting and footsteps headed for the group of 0-series, "They're coming! 20, the driver!"

020 took out a device resembling a USB drive and ran to the pad on the wall, tearing it off and jamming it into the exposed ports and wires. His teammates jumped back as the hatch on the ground began to hiss open, revealing both the loading deck-and their shuttle. 051 grabbed 025 and instantly jumped down, landing on the front of the ship and scrambling inside to turn it on.

020 ran back and jumped down himself, followed by 033. As they did so, 033 could see the facility's guards aiming plasma cannons after them, taking his own and firing a few rounds at the group to deter them from jumping after the team. The shattered sample-the one he'd somehow managed to carry all the way here, flew out of his hand, more pieces of glass breaking off in the process and the contents trailing upwards.

033 was caught by 020 as he landed, the latter grabbing the plasma cannon as 033 lost his grip. The sales experiment, running to the cockpit and lifting 051 out of the front seat, slammed on the gas as the shuttle shot into space, zipping in between two others that'd attempted to block their path. 020 slammed the autopilot option before activating the hyperdrive of the ship, pulling it up as the coordinates to the lab were announced.

Their shuttle abruptly barreled forward, blasting them further into deep space...

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"...Anyone need first aid? I've got the kit out."

025 kicked at a stray nutrient patch that'd fallen out of the kit, raising an eyebrow at 033 and 051, the former holding the latter as the hyperdrive had thrown him back a ways. He found the two strange; they were newer than him and 020, and they were, well...very different than they were despite sharing a series. Maybe it'd been 021's influence before Jumba had intervened in training, but the two were close and snappish. They were friends who spent most of their time coming up with battle plans and even a rather ambitious one to make a full blown training system. Both were bookish, and both had the same sarcastic, almost bitter personality.

Quite a contrast to most other 0-series, many of whom were very sunny and positive. It was odd to say the least.

033 wiped his mouth and frowned at the pale pink smear left on his wrist. He'd bitten the inside when 051 had been slammed into him, and his abnormally sharp teeth had immediately drawn blood. 051 was a bit worse; he'd been shot in the back, which was why he'd been thrown into 033 in the first place. 033 reached for the kit's scanner-kept around to repair burns and cuts. He turned it on and waited for it to power up, gesturing to 051 to turn around.

"So...how many did you get?' 051 asked as his burn was healed, "We were able to get everything on our list, save the one that got shot out of 33's hand."

033 winced as he thought back to their discovery; he hadn't expected guards to be that deep inside. The storage facility they'd raided was supposed to be a small one with not much in the way of security. It was a shame a sample had been lost in the fight, it could've gone to a future experiment...

"Well, we filled my pack up about three-quarters of the way before they figured it out. You'd be amazed at how much they were actually willing to buy." 020 said, "And 033-you don't have to worry about the sample, okay? I got a few shattered out of my hands before; you should be more worried about the medium they keep 'em in."

"I...I guess..." 033 said, setting the scanner down, "It's just it could've gone to someone, that's all. I wish it hadn't happened."

"Well, it did, so let's just focus on what we did manage to get." 051 said, walking to the ship's fridge and returning with an ice cube tray. Cracking it, he took a cube and handed it to 033, taking a few more to dilute his acid, "One of the ones I handed to him read "Toxros Spines". You know, those giant sawfish that live near the Jewelry Box cluster?"

"Hey, more power to ya. Those are uncommon." 020 said, "We got a few ourselves that looked interesting, I'm sure Jumba'll find a good use for them."

"Yeah. See? We lost one, but we have a bunch more." 051 said, crunching down on ice and grinning at 033, who simply shrugged and nodded as the announcement for the lab sounded out over the ship's system.

The lab soon came into view, Jumba's ship parked outside and several other experiments waiting for the group. 010, heading them, stood up as he watched them arrive and disembark, 033 carrying 051 due to his still tender burn.

"Lemme just grab those and get them to Jumba, I'll be around if you need any further medical stuff as well." He said, taking the packs from 020, "Everyone else'll watch in case you were followed, we're going to need new material anyways."

033 nodded, the group of four walking into the loading zone of the lab...

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Description
Hey so back a few years ago, I made this old piece and wanted to do a redraw of it for old time's sake

Since it also came with a short story, I've fixed it up; said story's about the Mirror experiments narrowly escaping a collecting mission

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CEREUS INSTITUTE: STORAGE UNIT 5273-B, 3/15/1980

"033, withdraw, we're surrounded!"

"But the sample-"

"Leave it! We can grab another later!"

"But 054-"

"033, NOW!"

The green and gray duo rushed towards the exit hatch leading to the loading deck; 025 and 020 joining them as they did so, "We sneaked some extras, we don't know what the hell they are but we'll give 'em to Jumba anyways." 020 huffed, jostling his backpack filled with clanking sample containers and random junk he scavenged from around their shuttle for distraction, "How're you guys? Doing good? Or-oh jeez!"

051 and 033 gave him irritated glares, "They're not bad, we just need to get out of here." 054 snapped, "033 bit his tongue and I took a shot to the back, that's it."

"What're you-that IS bad! They can't recover any material, right?"

"I melted it, what-do you think we're letting a storage unit take our DNA?!" 054 yelled out, "And-oh blitz-. Dead end!"

A closed hatch stood in front of them, a pad on the left side indicating a passcode needed to be typed in to get by. 051 glowered at 025 and 020 before 020 stopped, holding up a finger to silence him, "Nope, shortcut. We're directly above the loading area."

051 snorted, preparing to spit acid; being right above the loading zone was certainly a plus. All he would need to do would be to use up more acid. IF he could do so that was...

033's antenna flattened as he heard shouting and footsteps headed for the group of 0-series, "They're coming! 20, the driver!"

020 took out a device resembling a USB drive and ran to the pad on the wall, tearing it off and jamming it into the exposed ports and wires. His teammates jumped back as the hatch on the ground began to hiss open, revealing both the loading deck-and their shuttle. 051 grabbed 025 and instantly jumped down, landing on the front of the ship and scrambling inside to turn it on.

020 ran back and jumped down himself, followed by 033. As they did so, 033 could see the facility's guards aiming plasma cannons after them, taking his own and firing a few rounds at the group to deter them from jumping after the team. The shattered sample-the one he'd somehow managed to carry all the way here, flew out of his hand, more pieces of glass breaking off in the process and the contents trailing upwards.

033 was caught by 020 as he landed, the latter grabbing the plasma cannon as 033 lost his grip. The sales experiment, running to the cockpit and lifting 051 out of the front seat, slammed on the gas as the shuttle shot into space, zipping in between two others that'd attempted to block their path. 020 slammed the autopilot option before activating the hyperdrive of the ship, pulling it up as the coordinates to the lab were announced.

Their shuttle abruptly barreled forward, blasting them further into deep space...

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"...Anyone need first aid? I've got the kit out."

025 kicked at a stray nutrient patch that'd fallen out of the kit, raising an eyebrow at 033 and 051, the former holding the latter as the hyperdrive had thrown him back a ways. He found the two strange; they were newer than him and 020, and they were, well...very different than they were despite sharing a series. Maybe it'd been 021's influence before Jumba had intervened in training, but the two were close and snappish. They were friends who spent most of their time coming up with battle plans and even a rather ambitious one to make a full blown training system. Both were bookish, and both had the same sarcastic, almost bitter personality.

Quite a contrast to most other 0-series, many of whom were very sunny and positive. It was odd to say the least.

033 wiped his mouth and frowned at the pale pink smear left on his wrist. He'd bitten the inside when 051 had been slammed into him, and his abnormally sharp teeth had immediately drawn blood. 051 was a bit worse; he'd been shot in the back, which was why he'd been thrown into 033 in the first place. 033 reached for the kit's scanner-kept around to repair burns and cuts. He turned it on and waited for it to power up, gesturing to 051 to turn around.

"So...how many did you get?' 051 asked as his burn was healed, "We were able to get everything on our list, save the one that got shot out of 33's hand."

033 winced as he thought back to their discovery; he hadn't expected guards to be that deep inside. The storage facility they'd raided was supposed to be a small one with not much in the way of security. It was a shame a sample had been lost in the fight, it could've gone to a future experiment...

"Well, we filled my pack up about three-quarters of the way before they figured it out. You'd be amazed at how much they were actually willing to buy." 020 said, "And 033-you don't have to worry about the sample, okay? I got a few shattered out of my hands before; you should be more worried about the medium they keep 'em in."

"I...I guess..." 033 said, setting the scanner down, "It's just it could've gone to someone, that's all. I wish it hadn't happened."

"Well, it did, so let's just focus on what we did manage to get." 051 said, walking to the ship's fridge and returning with an ice cube tray. Cracking it, he took a cube and handed it to 033, taking a few more to dilute his acid, "One of the ones I handed to him read "Toxros Spines". You know, those giant sawfish that live near the Jewelry Box cluster?"

"Hey, more power to ya. Those are uncommon." 020 said, "We got a few ourselves that looked interesting, I'm sure Jumba'll find a good use for them."

"Yeah. See? We lost one, but we have a bunch more." 051 said, crunching down on ice and grinning at 033, who simply shrugged and nodded as the announcement for the lab sounded out over the ship's system.

The lab soon came into view, Jumba's ship parked outside and several other experiments waiting for the group. 010, heading them, stood up as he watched them arrive and disembark, 033 carrying 051 due to his still tender burn.

"Lemme just grab those and get them to Jumba, I'll be around if you need any further medical stuff as well." He said, taking the packs from 020, "Everyone else'll watch in case you were followed, we're going to need new material anyways."

033 nodded, the group of four walking into the loading zone of the lab...

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