Hopefully this should make up for the previous chapter.

"This should be concluding part of 626." He says, pushing random buttons on the keyboard. He said that 3 hours ago! This must be the experiment he keeps going on about. It's about a week after the air vent business, so nobody cares about me and 613. Some other experiments already have mates, so it's no big deal to them. I'm sitting in front of the pod-capsule, flicking between it and the 'Genius'. Hah, Genius(!) That's a good one! I hear a faint yawn from behind me. I turn to see 625 lean up against the doorframe, waiting for the new one. 625 is a lazy bum of an experiment. He's about 2ft tall, custard yellow, tiny ears like mine on the sides of his head, small eyes, a large mouth, two arms and legs, no quills and a little tuft of hair on his head. I turn from him and back to Jumba. He pushes a few more buttons, then looks to the door. I look too. The glass is steamed up, so it's hard to see it. Jumba opens the door and the steam rushes out. I zoom in (I know I said I didn't, but I lied.) on the thing in there.

The experiment is 3 ft in height with dark blue fur, lighter on his chest, eyes and stomach. His eyes are the usual black with no eyelashes. His nose is wide and flat, his ears flap upright at the side of his head and he has 4 arms and 2 legs. But on his head are two long antennae, twitching. He opens his mouth and I can see large, blunt-ish teeth. On his back, his quills are short and rounded. He looks at Jumba, bemused.

"Welcome to life, 626!" Oh yeah, the usual welcome. 626 sniffs curiously. He seems rather primitive compared to the others. He takes a step out, then falls on his face. Oh yeah, the first steps. He leans up, growling.

"Alright 626, say something." Jumba asks, looking at him. 626 ignores him and crawls towards me on his hands and feet. I lean back slightly, a bit wary. He sits in front of me and tilts his head, blinking. He reaches out a hand and touches the side of my face. I freeze, unsure what to do. He moves his hand down to my neck, feeling the puncture marks of 555. He moves down to my shoulder, touching the sewn-up holes of 552. He moves his hand down again.

"HEY!" I yell, slapping his hand. He jumps back and growls at me. "(Pervert…)" I mutter, folding my arms and frowning. I hear a faint laugh from 625. 626 doesn't seem to notice.

"626, enough of that." Says Jumba impatiently, picking 626 up and putting him on the table. "Now, say something." 626 shakes his head, eyes closed, folding all his arms. "Say something!" Jumba growls, leaning towards him. 626 shakes his head again. Jumba's right eyes start twitching. "Say something, NOW!" he orders, banging his fists on the table. 626 opens one eye, looks him over and opens the other one. I zoom in in time to see his mouth curl into a smirk. He opens it, takes a deep breath in and yells;

"Meesa nala quista!!!!"

I almost burst out laughing at it. He does, a high pitched one, pointing at the reddening Jumba, accompanied by 625's snigger. Jumba yells angrily, slapping him upside the head. 626 growls, rubbing the spot. He turns to 625 and me angrily.

"Who has been messing with his programming?!?" he yells, jabbing his finger at him. I shrug, looking innocently at him. He looks past me at 625. I turn to, looking at him. He's looking at his nails, a very slight smirk on his face, eyes narrowed. He turns to us, unconcerned.

"What? So I may have pressed a button… or 50. It's just the way you designed me; smart and curious." He grins and runs off.

Suddenly a large klaxon is heard, pounding through the base as red lights descend from the ceiling, spinning and flashing. I yelp fearfully, looking around.

"PERIMITER BREACH! PERIMITER BREACH!" is heard from a computerised voice. I look to Jumba, shaking. He has gone white and is looking round fearfully. He looks at me, gulping.

"592, you must get away quickly." He says, pointing out the door. "Tell the others. Get them out of here." I sit un-moving, looking at him. "GO!" he yells, stabbing a finger at the door. I run out, tears creeping into my eyes. I turn down the corridors and run, not knowing where I'm going. I turn the corner and slam into 624. 624 is a female like me, taller, with violet fur, pink fur on her stomach, curvy chest and eyes. Her antennae are long and sweep back over her head. Her ears are like 626's, and she has 2 arms and legs. She has the ability to change the alliance of the experiments, including me. She shakes her head and stands up, obviously afraid.

"592, what's going on?!?" she asks, wringing her hands together.

"I've no idea, but Jumba wants us to get out of here." I tell her, looking from side to side. "Tell the others to run away, get out of here." She nods, biting her lip and runs away behind me. I start to run again, looking out for the intruder who's breached the perimeter. I see countless, sorry, 624 experiments as I run around. Some are in groups, while others are yelling about catchers. Catchers? I can't be bothered with them now; I'm looking for Yaarp. If I find him, I'll be all right. I turn a corner and come face-to-mask with three intruders.

The figures are 5ft high, wearing full, white body suits, a black square to see out. They are holding blasters of some sort. One of them turns and spots me, yelling to the others. I yelp and run, not sure if they're following. I hear gunshots. One of the blasts hit me, sending me flying against a wall. I groan, dizzy, unable to move for now. One of them says;

"Right, get it out of here." The guy picks me up. Suddenly a powerful jet of electricity blasts the leader away. I look round to see 221. He aims again and blasts the other two guys. The guy drops me and I run to him.

"Are you alright?" he asks, looking me in the face. I nod quietly. He nods back and starts running.

"Do you have any idea who they are?" I ask, running alongside. He shakes his head, slowing at each junction we pass. We see some other experiments fighting back against the intruders. We see 502 and 501 fighting four at once, but they get stunned and captured. I know it's only a matter of time until we're caught. Suddenly, an intruder steps out in front of us. Before we have time to cry out, he shoots us, stunning us. I hear a faint moan from 221. The blast must have knocked him out. He takes out a small, square device from a pocket in his suit and ticks something off with his finger. He then notices my consciousness, takes out his blaster and shoots me right in the face…

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