Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 31)

Ozzy: *heads to the coffee place and picks up a newspaper*

Drix: *arrives a few minutes later* Good day to you, Ozzy.

Ozzy: Hey there Drix.

Drix: *sets a couple of coffee cups down* Got a call from your father a minute ago.:

Ozzy: Oh? What'd he say?

Drix: *chuckles* Just to make sure you stay out of trouble *becomes serious* and to keep a look out for an older female white blood-cell that could be fallowing you.

Ozzy: Yeah that would be my mom... I know what she looks like.

Drix: *sighs* Ozzy to be truthful, this whole thing with your mother has got Thrax spooked.

Ozzy: *nods* I know... I don't see how she can make me come back anyway... I mean I'm a grown cell... I can make decisions for myself... And my decision is to stay with my adoptive family... I mean yeah ok as long as I live with dad he's authority and I have to obey his rules and stuff... But I kinda like that... I mean.. It's not like he takes advantage of his authority or anything. And he's not unfair at all.

Drix: *nods* He's just frightened of losing you, Ozzy.

Ozzy: He won't... I love my mom Drix... I do... But If I'm gonna choose between living with her and my dad... I choose dad.

Drix: It's strange Ozzy. I've been talking with you Grandmother and whenever I mentioned your mother her eyes flashed red and she started cursing in her native tongue.

Ozzy: I never told you much about my mom did I Drix?

Drix: *shakes his head* No you didn't, but your grandmother seems to have issues with your mother almost like they know each other.

Ozzy: I don't think they know each other... at least not that I'm aware of.. But mom was... well... She wasn't always that great to me growing up... I mean she had her moments but for the most part if there was something around the house that needed to be done guess who had to do it or be punished?

Drix: *sighs* No wonder Thrax is worried. *finishes his coffee*

Ozzy: *nods a bit and finishes his own* Hey are we still on for a movie tonight? *smiles* I can go as long as I'm not out too late.

Drix: *nods and smiles* Of course. *gets up* Shall we head on word?

Ozzy: *nods* Yep.. I'm ready to go

Drix: *heads with Ozzy to the movie complex*

*After the show*

Ozzy: Hey that was a pretty good movie. *smiles* You headin' home Drix?

Drix: *stretches* Yeah, got an early day tomorrow.

Ozzy: Alright. You take care ok. I'm Gonna go get a soda before I head home I think. Night Drix

Drix: *smiles* Goodnight, Ozzy. *floats away to his apartment.*

Ozzy: *heads to a nearby place to grab a soda*

Cold voice: Well, hello Osmosis.

Ozzy: *has a sip of his soda and tenses when he hears the voice* mom? *turns around*

*an older female white blood cell is standing there with a cruel smirk on her face*

Ozzy: ... It's been a while.

Jacqueline: Too long, my son. *her voice cold as ice*

Ozzy: How've you been.

Jacqueline: Wonder where my little boy has been. *inches closer to him, the cold smile never leaving her face*

Ozzy: I've been around... *takes a step back from her, getting a bad feeling*

Jacqueline: *grabs hold of his wrist* I've come to take you back Osmosis. *tightens her grip*

Ozzy: *winces and pulls back* Mom... Look I have to go to work in the morning...

Jacqueline: Ah yes the great FPD, *growls* the very position that your bastard of a father defended time and again allowing each pathetic story to full your little head. *her grin become crooked*:

Ozzy: I love being in the FPD mom... Let go... I already have a home and I'm not moving out. *especially not with her*

Jacqueline: Why not? You are 'my' son after all and I have always loved you.

Ozzy: Because I can't just move out... Mom... Just... C'mon ok... I can't move back in with you. *tries to pull out of her grip * Let go. Your grip is too tight.

Jacqueline: *doesn't hear him and tightens her grip, digging her nails into his flesh*

Ozzy: *hisses in pain* Ah! Ok! Ow let go! *begins to morph his hand in order to escape her grip though prepares to bolt in the face of her anger*

Jacqueline *still keeps her grip* I'll never let you go, my son.

Ozzy: ... I'm sorry mom... *recalling his training from the FPD he grasps her wrist with his free hand and pushes hard on a pressure point on her hand, something he learned in the academy to break an aggressor’s grip*

Jacqueline: *winces and grips her wrist in pain*

Ozzy: *bolts as soon as her grip is broken*

Jacqueline: *growls and takes off after him* -I will not lose you this time.-

Ozzy: *heads right for his car, there is absolutely no way he's gonna get trapped back with her*

Jacqueline: *corners him* Now I've got you.

Ozzy: look... Mom I love you but I can't go back ok? why is this so hard for you to understand? The answer is no!

Jacqueline: *crazed look in her eyes* Oh I understand my child. *takes a step closers to him*

Ozzy: *presses up against the wall* ok mom... you want Osmosis? *he takes a moment to judge the distance and stretches himself forming a 'puddle on the far wall once he hits the ground the n stretches to appear way behind her* You've got Osmosis! *He calls and then bolts straight for his car, not hesitating for a moment*

Jacqueline: *curses and runs after him*

Ozzy: *can hear her but doesn't look back and gets in his car, immediately turning the engine and waiting until he's actually moving before buckling up. He figures his father wouldn't mind this as he'd rather drive a few feet and then buckle up than pause for a few moments to buckle up then drive and thereby risk his mother catching him*

Jacqueline: *watches him speed away* I'll find you Osmosis you can count on that. *takes off full speed after him*