(Fifth and Main, abandoned warehouse: 11:25 am)
A germ peeked his head out the door to see if their 'customer' had arrived yet. Instead he saw
Ozzy and Drix walking up to the building. They were talking to each other, so they didn't notice
the germ. He quickly pulled his head back inside. "Hide the goods. It's a cop!", he said in a loud
whisper. The germs scurried about, throwing tarps over crates and pushing them out of sight.
When they heard the door open, every one of them jumped behind things and hid.
Ozzy and Drix walked up to the door of the warehouse. Ozzy opened the door as they both
stepped in. Drix having to squeeze in a little.
"Come on. let's hide before they spot us.", whispered one of the germs.
"See? This place is as clean as my office.", Ozzy smirked.
"Then it must very dirty then, right?", Drix chuckled.
"Yo, what's that supposed to mean?", he glared at Drix.
Drix just smirked.
"Hmph. Seems just fine to me.". Ozzy said leaning on the side of a crate
"You never know, Jones.", Drix replied.
Meanwhile, a germ sat behind the crate breathing quietly . He peeked over the crate and saw
Ozzy leaning against it. The germ decided to find a better place to hide. He slowly crept out
from behind the crate, watching the two cops. Since he wasn't watching where he was going,
he accidentally kicked a bottle across the room. Hearing the noise, Ozzy quickly pulled out his
gun pointing it at the source of the noise. The germ quickly dove behind another crate and fired
two shots at them. They quickly ran behind a table, as Ozzy kicked it over onto its side.
They both ducked down behind the it.
"Although, I could be wrong.", Ozzy chuckled nervously.
Drix just stared at him.
"What's da matter 'cherry', too hot for ya?", whooped one of the germs who had come out of
hiding. The others, knowing their cover was blown , did the same, firing off several shots.
"I'll show them what a 'cherry' can do.", Drix muttered as he pulled out a blue tablet, put it in his
arm cannon and cocked it.
Ozzy ducked his head down as a few shots flew overhead. He stood back up again and fired
several shots at a germ kneeled down on a walkway. Unsuccessful, he fired at the the support
beam. The beam snapped and brought down the part of the walkway. Ozzy ducked down again
as Drix stood up and fired at a germ on a higher walkway. The germ tried to run, but was hit
and froze in mid-run.
"How's that for a 'cherry'!", Drix shouted.
Nice shootin', Drix.", Ozzy laughed.
"Thanks, Jones.", Drix smiled.
Ozzy and Drix ducked down as two more germs began firing on the table. Ozzy stood up again
and fired several shots at one of the germs, hitting him. The germ fell over the railing and onto
the ground.
"Got 'im.", he smiled proudly. "Hey Drix, cover me. I'm gonna make a run for the car and call
for back-up.", Ozzy whispered as Drix nodded.
Drix fired several more times, as Ozzy crept towards the door. One of the germs noticed him
and fired. Ozzy quickly jumped out of the way, rolled across the ground, fired at the germ. He
quickly got back up and ran towards the door. He opened it and ran for the car. Meanwhile,
a germ, trying to escape on the roof, saw him. The germ fired once, but missed. Ozzy, startled,
jumped into the car and fired at the germ on the building. He calmed down when he saw the
germ fall off and land hard on the ground. Ozzy turned and reached for the radio.
"Osmosis Jones to dispatch, we have multiple germs in an abandoned warehouse on Fifth and
Main. Shots have been fired, I repeat, shots have been fired. Requesting back-up. Ozzy out.", he said
into the microphone.
"This is dispatch, back-up is on their way. Over.", the dispatcher said over the radio.
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(Fifth and Main, abandoned warehouse: 11:56 am)
A little red convertible pulled up behind the warehouse. Kimmie and Thrax got out and headed
around the front of the building.
"Why are we here?", Thrax asked.
"To pick up something.", Kimmie replied.
When they reached the front of the warehouse, they saw cops everywhere, even a S.P.I.T
team. They were arresting seven germs, three of them were already sitting in the back of a
cruiser, another two were being carried off to an awaiting ambulance, and the last two were
still being cuffed and led to another cruiser. Thrax watched the scene while Kimmie cursed to
herself about losing the supplies and how it would put her back at least three hours. Thrax
noticed a familiar looking immunity cell standing with a cold pill. Suddenly he realized who they
were. It was that annoying cop, Osmosis Jones, and his cold pill partner, Drix. Thrax growled
softly when he remembered how they had ruined his plans and left him to die in that beaker of
alcohol. He growled loudly as he ran out at them. Suddenly, he was pulled back to the side of the
warehouse. Kimmie had grabbed him by the collar and yanked him back.
"What the hell do you think you're doin'?!", she yelled at him. "Do you want to get caught?"
"Stay out of it. This is personal, baby.", Thrax growled.
"It won't be personal if you get us both caught.", she replied. "Now, stay down."
Thrax growled, but stayed down. He watched Ozzy and Drix get into their car as the other
cruisers left.
"Don't celebrate too soon, Jones. You're about to find out how dangerous a virus really is.",
Thrax growled to himself.
He turned around to see that Kimmie was gone. He looked around and saw her sneaking
around the back of the warehouse. He quickly caught up to her.
"Where are you going?", Thrax asked.
"To get my supplies. I'm gonna get 'em one way or another. Hopefully they're still there." She
replied.
Kimmie and Thrax snuck through the back door of the warehouse. Kimmie looked around for
the crates while Thrax just leaned against a wall, casually examining his claws. Kimmie finally
found a crate covered with a tarp that the cops had missed. She ripped the tarp off and pryed
the top open. Inside was everything she needed; weapons, DNA bombs, even a couple of pollen
pods. "Perfect. this should be just enough to get the job done.", she said to herself. "Come on,
we're leaving.", she shouted to Thrax.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming.", Thrax muttered.
A germ peeked his head out the door to see if their 'customer' had arrived yet. Instead he saw
Ozzy and Drix walking up to the building. They were talking to each other, so they didn't notice
the germ. He quickly pulled his head back inside. "Hide the goods. It's a cop!", he said in a loud
whisper. The germs scurried about, throwing tarps over crates and pushing them out of sight.
When they heard the door open, every one of them jumped behind things and hid.
Ozzy and Drix walked up to the door of the warehouse. Ozzy opened the door as they both
stepped in. Drix having to squeeze in a little.
"Come on. let's hide before they spot us.", whispered one of the germs.
"See? This place is as clean as my office.", Ozzy smirked.
"Then it must very dirty then, right?", Drix chuckled.
"Yo, what's that supposed to mean?", he glared at Drix.
Drix just smirked.
"Hmph. Seems just fine to me.". Ozzy said leaning on the side of a crate
"You never know, Jones.", Drix replied.
Meanwhile, a germ sat behind the crate breathing quietly . He peeked over the crate and saw
Ozzy leaning against it. The germ decided to find a better place to hide. He slowly crept out
from behind the crate, watching the two cops. Since he wasn't watching where he was going,
he accidentally kicked a bottle across the room. Hearing the noise, Ozzy quickly pulled out his
gun pointing it at the source of the noise. The germ quickly dove behind another crate and fired
two shots at them. They quickly ran behind a table, as Ozzy kicked it over onto its side.
They both ducked down behind the it.
"Although, I could be wrong.", Ozzy chuckled nervously.
Drix just stared at him.
"What's da matter 'cherry', too hot for ya?", whooped one of the germs who had come out of
hiding. The others, knowing their cover was blown , did the same, firing off several shots.
"I'll show them what a 'cherry' can do.", Drix muttered as he pulled out a blue tablet, put it in his
arm cannon and cocked it.
Ozzy ducked his head down as a few shots flew overhead. He stood back up again and fired
several shots at a germ kneeled down on a walkway. Unsuccessful, he fired at the the support
beam. The beam snapped and brought down the part of the walkway. Ozzy ducked down again
as Drix stood up and fired at a germ on a higher walkway. The germ tried to run, but was hit
and froze in mid-run.
"How's that for a 'cherry'!", Drix shouted.
Nice shootin', Drix.", Ozzy laughed.
"Thanks, Jones.", Drix smiled.
Ozzy and Drix ducked down as two more germs began firing on the table. Ozzy stood up again
and fired several shots at one of the germs, hitting him. The germ fell over the railing and onto
the ground.
"Got 'im.", he smiled proudly. "Hey Drix, cover me. I'm gonna make a run for the car and call
for back-up.", Ozzy whispered as Drix nodded.
Drix fired several more times, as Ozzy crept towards the door. One of the germs noticed him
and fired. Ozzy quickly jumped out of the way, rolled across the ground, fired at the germ. He
quickly got back up and ran towards the door. He opened it and ran for the car. Meanwhile,
a germ, trying to escape on the roof, saw him. The germ fired once, but missed. Ozzy, startled,
jumped into the car and fired at the germ on the building. He calmed down when he saw the
germ fall off and land hard on the ground. Ozzy turned and reached for the radio.
"Osmosis Jones to dispatch, we have multiple germs in an abandoned warehouse on Fifth and
Main. Shots have been fired, I repeat, shots have been fired. Requesting back-up. Ozzy out.", he said
into the microphone.
"This is dispatch, back-up is on their way. Over.", the dispatcher said over the radio.
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(Fifth and Main, abandoned warehouse: 11:56 am)
A little red convertible pulled up behind the warehouse. Kimmie and Thrax got out and headed
around the front of the building.
"Why are we here?", Thrax asked.
"To pick up something.", Kimmie replied.
When they reached the front of the warehouse, they saw cops everywhere, even a S.P.I.T
team. They were arresting seven germs, three of them were already sitting in the back of a
cruiser, another two were being carried off to an awaiting ambulance, and the last two were
still being cuffed and led to another cruiser. Thrax watched the scene while Kimmie cursed to
herself about losing the supplies and how it would put her back at least three hours. Thrax
noticed a familiar looking immunity cell standing with a cold pill. Suddenly he realized who they
were. It was that annoying cop, Osmosis Jones, and his cold pill partner, Drix. Thrax growled
softly when he remembered how they had ruined his plans and left him to die in that beaker of
alcohol. He growled loudly as he ran out at them. Suddenly, he was pulled back to the side of the
warehouse. Kimmie had grabbed him by the collar and yanked him back.
"What the hell do you think you're doin'?!", she yelled at him. "Do you want to get caught?"
"Stay out of it. This is personal, baby.", Thrax growled.
"It won't be personal if you get us both caught.", she replied. "Now, stay down."
Thrax growled, but stayed down. He watched Ozzy and Drix get into their car as the other
cruisers left.
"Don't celebrate too soon, Jones. You're about to find out how dangerous a virus really is.",
Thrax growled to himself.
He turned around to see that Kimmie was gone. He looked around and saw her sneaking
around the back of the warehouse. He quickly caught up to her.
"Where are you going?", Thrax asked.
"To get my supplies. I'm gonna get 'em one way or another. Hopefully they're still there." She
replied.
Kimmie and Thrax snuck through the back door of the warehouse. Kimmie looked around for
the crates while Thrax just leaned against a wall, casually examining his claws. Kimmie finally
found a crate covered with a tarp that the cops had missed. She ripped the tarp off and pryed
the top open. Inside was everything she needed; weapons, DNA bombs, even a couple of pollen
pods. "Perfect. this should be just enough to get the job done.", she said to herself. "Come on,
we're leaving.", she shouted to Thrax.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming.", Thrax muttered.