Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 35)

Ozzy: *has just clocked out for lunch and heads outside, intending to go to his car*

*a group of germs spy on him*

Flu: Is that the one the boss lady wants?

Sam: *nods* The top cop in Frank.

Ella: What does she want with that shrimp?

Rex: Who cares, at least she’s paying us.

Ozzy: *rounds a corner to where his car is parked, somewhat out of the way, humming*

Sam: Let’s go.

*the group sneak along, keeping well hid before they pounce on Ozzy*

Ozzy: Hey what?! *he struggles as soon as they grab him* Let me go!

Rex: *strikes Ozzy hard on the head, knocking him out as the rest of the gang blind-fold, gagged and tied him up*

Ozzy: *goes limp as he's struck*

Sam: Let's get back to base. *they drag Ozzy away*

*At an abandoned warehouse*

Ozzy: *starts to stir and groans as he's dragged in, not fully awake yet but coming around*

Flu: Boss we have him. *throws Ozzy at the head’s feet*

Voice: Excellent, you have done well. *tosses a sack of money to them* Now get out of my sight.

*the gang leaves*

Ozzy: *groans softly in pain and starts to put his arms in front of him only to find that they are tied* Wh-wha? *lifts his head*

Voice: I have you now. My. Son. *cackles*

Ozzy: *eyes widen behind the blind fold and he starts to squirm and stretch himself to get out of his bonds*

Jacqueline: *slams her foot into him* You're not going any where, Osmosis.

Ozzy: *whimpers and curls up as he's kicked, starting to shake with fear*

Jacqueline: *grins* Don't worry. We're just going to have some 'fun'. *takes a leather whip in her hands*

Ozzy: *swallows hard and tries to get his hands out of the ropes again, unable to see what she's doing*

Jacqueline: *raises the whip and brings it down sharp on his back*

Ozzy: *lets out a cry of pain into the gag and curls up more, stilling himself, fearing another blow*

Jacqueline: *grabs his hands and ties them to a ceiling pipe, letting his body dangle before she continues whipping him*

Ozzy: *lets out another cry into the gag he's wearing and clenches his fists, feeling one of the blows rip the back of his shirt and he starts to cry, unable to beg her to stop with the gag*

Jacqueline: *shows no mercy as she continues whipping him*

Ozzy: *soon screams in pain, sobbing as his tears wet the blindfold he's wearing, angry welts being raised on his back, much more and his skin will split, the back of his shirt is already shredded*

Jacqueline: *strikes with full force until Ozzy's back bleeds heavily*

Ozzy: *cries out, gripping the pipe as best he can, feeling cytoplasm soaking his pants as his flesh finally succumbs to the harsh whipping and he tries to call to her through the gag, crying out a 'mama!" muffled by the gag*

Jacqueline: *sets the whip down, taking off Ozzy's gag* I'm not done with you, Osmosis. *removes him from the pipe and begins removing her clothes* I've waited for this for a long time. *grabs Ozzy by the head and thrashes her tongue in his mouth*

Ozzy: *whimpers and pulls back again, but, fearing more cruel punishment allows her to kiss him, sobbing as she does*

Jacqueline: *grins running her tongue down Ozzy's bare chest, unbuckling his pants and rips them off*

Ozzy: *whimpers* P-please momma... n-no...

Jacqueline: *cruelly* YES! My little boy. *begins playing with his member*

Ozzy: *gasps, whimpering* M-my b-back hurts m-momma... Please.. *sobbing*

Jacqueline: Quiet now, Osmosis. Let mommy have her fun. *begins running her fingers and tongue over his member,*

Ozzy: *lets out another whimper, gasping, trembling* momma please stop! *puts his hands down in front of him to cover his member*

Jacqueline: *grabs his hands and pins them* Hold still. *moves her body up and down along his*

Ozzy: *lets out a whimper but holds still save for his trembling and sobs softly, mentally crying out for Thrax*

Jacqueline: You are mine. *scratches his already bloody back*

Ozzy: *lets out a squeal of pain* Oww! momma don't do that! It hurts! *sobs into his arms* P-please! I'll be good!

Jacqueline: Good? You'll be good? You caused me nothing but misery since I found out I was carrying you. *punches him square in the face*

Ozzy: *lets out a cry and falls onto his side* I'm sorry momma! * cries into his arms, staying still, terrified*

Jacqueline: *continues punches him with full force* Miserable little bastard. *entwines her hands and brings them down on Ozzy's head*

Ozzy: *trembles, his pants about his knees, his bottom is still red from the spanking he got the previous night, but it's the least of his worries, he cries out as he's beaten, trying to stay still as possible* I'll b-be good m-momma! P-please no mo-ore!

Jacqueline: *notices his sore ass and smirks* Well it looks as though he has been dealing with your attitude *chuckles* but not as hard. *hauls him over her lap then picks up a switch and starts delivering blow after blow*

Ozzy: *squeals* ahh n-noooo momma please! *wails into her leg as the switch stings him* I'll behave I’ll behave! *cries louder, not even trying to hold back his bawling*

Jacqueline: Worthless *swat* pathetic *swat* ungrateful *swat* little *swat* fucking *swat* bastard. *delivers blow strong enough to break the membrane of Ozzy's ass*

Ozzy: *wails, feeling his buttocks split* ahh! I'm s-sorry momma! ah! Please! I'll be good momma please! *cries hard into her leg* I'll obey you! *wails into her leg*

Jacqueline: *grabs him by the head* That never cuts it with me Osmosis. *slams her elbow into his skull*

Ozzy: *lets out a cry of pain and lays limply over her lap, sobbing hard*

Jacqueline: *cackles madly* You're finished. *raises her fist again but hears a loud crash behind her*

Ozzy: *doesn't seem to notice the crash and continues to bawl into his mother's leg, at this point willing to do anything she told him to if only to make the pain stop*

Jacqueline: *turns to see Thrax, Vic, Marie, Drix and half the FPD standing there* Well look a what the bacteria dragged in. *smirks*

Thrax: *sees Ozzy* You bitch, what have you done to him?

Marie: Oh Frank. *empties out her stomach*

Drix: *has his cannon pointed at Jacqueline angry and worried for Ozzy* Let him go right now..

Jacqueline: *clutches him close* You want him? Come get him. *laughs madly*

Ozzy: *whimpers softly, trembling in her grip*

*the FPD officers point their weapons at her*

Officer: You've got nowhere to go lady... let him go.

Jacqueline: *smirks* Now office, should you point that gun at little old me? When the real criminals are standing right beside you. *grins in Thrax, Marie and Vic's direction*

Marie: *hisses*

Thrax: *snarls*

Drix: They're not the ones who just beat him within an inch of his life.

Jacqueline: *laughs* But they are the real threat. *holds up a familiar bottle*

Thrax: Fuck.

Marie: How did she?

Ozzy: *eyes widen, wondering how she got a hold of that*

Jacqueline: *shakes the bottle up and smashes it on the ground causing a huge cloud to cover everyone* -Now’s my chance.- *tries to run*

Ozzy: *lets out a pained cry as his body is jerked by the motion of her trying to run*

Marie: *coughing* Ozzy. *gets a lock on Jacqueline and tackles her to the ground*

Ozzy: *falls as his mother is tackled and scoots back from the two, terrified mainly of his mother*

Vic: *moves to back up his wife*

Drix: *goes directly to Ozzy*

Thrax: *runs to Ozzy and cradles him in his arms*

Marie and Jacqueline struggles with each other until Marie pins Jacqueline flat on the ground as the cloud begins to evaporate.

Ozzy: *clings onto Thrax, trembling, too frightened to even cry*

Drix: he needs medical attention. *worried about the cuts on his back*

Thrax: It's okay Ozzy, it's okay. Sssssshhhhhh. *gently rocks him and turns to Drix* Help him Drix. *realises the smoke has cleared.* -Oh hell.-

*the gathered cells are genuinely startled by the viruses*

Drix: *to the crowd* Don't be afraid! They aren’t dangerous to us... please...

Jacqueline: *screeches* They've come to destroy the city. *struggles under Marie* They want us all dead.

Marie: Shut up. *slams her fist into Jacqueline’s skull*

Drix: Shouts the woman who just beat her son bloody about the viruses that are attempting to protect him!

*some immunity cells come over to arrest Jacqueline*

Marie: *dusts her self off and makes her way to Thrax and Ozzy*

Thrax: *backs away slowly from the cells, still clutching Ozzy*

*the Chief is there and he looks over at Thrax and the trembling, traumatized cell whom is clinging to him like a lifeline*

*the officers arrest Jacqueline, clamping on special restraints that disable the ability of a cell to morph their body structure*

Thrax & Marie: *huddle together, staying close to Ozzy*

*not saying anything the Chief approaches Thrax*

Drix: Chief please...

Chief: *holds up his hand to silence Drix*

Thrax: *backs away holding Ozzy protectively*

Marie: *steps between them*

Chief: *continues to approach him, his weapon still holstered, he doesn't reach for it either*

Marie: *growls* Back off. Leave them be.

Chief: *looks at her* I won't harm them. Please step aside ma'am.

Marie: *hisses and swipes at him*

Chief: *quicker than he looks brings his hand up and simply blocks her strike* calm down. *as other officers make a move toward him* You back off and focus on that creep right there! Don't worry about the viruses! *turns back to Marie* I need to ask a question of him. Nothing more. He's not in trouble. Nor are you.

Marie: *looks towards Drix*

Drix: *nods a little*

Marie: *sighs and steps aside*

Chief: Thank you. * approaches Thrax once more and reaches to the other side of his belt, unclasping it and holding it up for a moment, his gun attached to it still and then he lays it on the ground* There. Now I'm unarmed.

Thrax: *doesn't take his eyes off him as he cradles Ozzy close to his chest*

Chief: *looking to Ozzy, using a tone of voice he would with a small, frightened child* Jones... I know you've been through hell just now... and I'm not going to push a bunch of questions... I want to ask one... is that alright?

Ozzy: *nods slowly, still clung tightly to Thrax*

Chief: Can we trust them?

Ozzy: *nods again, tears spilling steadily from his eyes*

Chief: *nods* That's all I needed to hear.

Ozzy: *seems a little mesmerized, having never heard the Chief speak so softly before*

Chief: *to Thrax* Take good care of him. And you. *turns back to Ozzy* You just cry alright. Everything is going to be alright.

Ozzy: *nods a little, burying his head in Thrax's chest*

Thrax: *rests Ozzy's head on his shoulder, stroking the frightened cell's hair*

Chief: *after a moment looks to Thrax again* Come by the station tomorrow evening if you can. I have some things you might find useful. *is a father himself and knows exactly what seems to be going on between the cell and virus*

Thrax: *simply nods*

Chief: *removes his jacket and places it over Ozzy's lower body*

Marie: *looks a the scene and tilts her head in confusion*

Chief: *looks to Marie after replacing his belt* I've got kids myself. Ain't no question what's going on between those two

Marie: *nods not wishing to open her mouth. Turning to Jacqueline she growls showing her fangs*

Chief: I can tell you this... It's likely the spleen for her... *as in death*

Jacqueline: *grins to her* Enjoy it while you can my dear Marie because it'll all be taken away from you *looks at Thrax* just like my family did with your beloved wife and child. *laughs madly as the officers take her away*

Thrax: *pales at the news*

Marie: *eye twitches*

Ozzy: *eyes widen and he looks up at Thrax... HIS family did that?!*

Chief: *narrows his eyes* Get her outa here! *the officers take her away*

Marie: *eyes glaze and knees buckle as she faints on the floor*

Vic: *catches her and holds her close, glaring at the monster as the cells drag her away*

Ozzy: *it's too much for him and he moves his head aside as what little he had in his stomach is forfeit and he renches*

Thrax: *looks at him* Easy baby, easy. *gently bounces him in his arms*

Ozzy: *clings to him, coughing*

Drix: Let's get him out of here...

Thrax: *nods and motions to his father to fallow as he heads outside*

Vic: *follows him, carrying his wife as the officers make a path for the viruses to go freely*

Thrax: *silently curses to himself thinking of all that has happened* I really screwed up this time. *tears form in his eyes*

Ozzy: *clings tightly to Thrax, pain and guilt swimming in his head, how could he have not known this? Could he have prevented it, many doubts go through his head, of course it couldn't have happened, after all he was either very small or not born yet when it happened... but still it was his relatives that did this?!*

Thrax: *holds Ozzy close* You're all I have now, my baby. *kisses him*

Ozzy: *nuzzles up under his chin, clinging onto Thrax as if he's the only solid object in Frank*

Thrax: *strokes his face gently then glares at the officers that are beginning to stare*

*a female officer approaches Thrax*

Officer: You better take care of him! *is an older one who would often pick on Ozzy, however she did so in a big sisterly way*

Thrax: *growls threatenly* Who do you think has been caring for him these past couple of months?

Officer: *glares right back at him* And Jones you better get better fast darn it! I still have noogies saved up for you!

Thrax: *grabs her by the shirt* Playful or not you're not going to touch him. *shoves her back*

Officer: *glares at him then grins, having wanted to evoke a reaction from him, satisfied that Ozzy is in good hands she walks off*

Thrax: Hmph. *gently rocks Ozzy in his arms trying to sooth his son*

Ozzy: *nuzzles him, sniffling softly* :

Drix: *opens the door of his car to let them in* Thrax... would you like me to take you and him to a hospital?

Thrax: *hesitates at this*

Drix: It's up to you Thrax. *gets in the passenger seat*

Thrax: *gets in the back* He needs the medical attention but I'm not going in there like this.

Ozzy: *softly* D-doug...

Thrax: *looks at him confused* Who?

Ozzy: D-doug... He's a p-param-medi-medic...

Drix: I thought he was a fireman...

Ozzy: *softly* Th-that t-too... H-he's c-cool...

Thrax: *sighs* If he can help you, my angel.

Ozzy: *nods, and continues to sob into his chest*

Drix: I'll give him a call

Vic: *frowns and lightly brushes the cell's hand, tears in his eyes*

Thrax: *looks towards him* That bitch I can't believe it.

Drix: Thrax... your place or mine sir?:

Thrax: *bites his lip* I think mine would be best, Drix.

Drix: *nods and drives there without question, taking the smoothest route possible and never going over the limit, wanting his passengers to be safe*

Thrax: *softly sing to Ozzy hoping to sooth his son*

Ozzy: *sniffles into his chest and continues to cry softly*

Thrax: *continues singing softly as he rocks Ozzy smoothly*

Ozzy: *sniffling* H-hurts daddy... *clings* Hurts so much...

Thrax: Hush-sssshhh-sssshhhh. Don’t worry baby, you'll be better in no time. *holds Ozzy close but tears start streaming down his face*

Vic: *lifts his hand to his son's face and lightly strokes his tears*

Thrax: *sobs holding Ozzy close*

Vic: *holding Marie close to him, lays one hand on his son's head and lightly strokes his hair*

Thrax: *leans against Vic, having a sick feeling in his stomach*

Vic: *wraps his arm around him* It's going to be alright my son*

Thrax: *nods, nuzzling him*