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Poison	By : BlackGargie Category: M through R > Osmosis Jones Views: 8053 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N:
I couldn�t resist! After watching Osmosis Jones after so long and discovering
my new fav pairing, which is Ozzy/Thrax, I just had to write something like that! LOL! So
here goes nothing!

Disclaimer:
I do not own Osmosis Jones and whatever characters that is in it. But I wish I
could own the pairings� T_T

POISON
�� Can you feel the heat, Jones?�
�� Ozzie struggled not to drop the
hypothalamus chain he had worked so hard on retrieving. He was lucky that he
managed to split a hole in the middle before Thrax
struck, or he would�ve been fried like all the cells have before him in their
fate with the virus. But of course, Thrax was too
clouded in his victory to see that.
�� Too bad you won�t be there to see
me break my record,� Thrax chuckled in his husky yet
deadly malicious tone, �when I take down Frank�s pretty little girl!�
�� She ain�t
going down,� Ozzie grinned, bringing Thrax�s
attention to his embedded claw on the false eyelash. �You are!�
�� Quickly, Ozzie split himself in half
and escaped from under Thrax before reconnecting
himself again. It was a sort of painful procedure�and he didn�t really like it
when it happens�but in this case he�d make an exception.
�� A few seconds before the false
eyelashes fell off Shane�s lower eyelid, Ozzie quickly jumped off it and
grabbed onto one of the gooey adhesive strands that dangled just below Shane�s
real eyelash, leaving Thrax screaming in denial
behind his wake. The nurses were starting to urge Shane to go away so that they
could do their job.
�� Hey, hey, hey,
no! Go back!� Ozzie exclaimed as he saw them moving further away. �Go
back! Frank!�
�� The adhesive strand he was holding
onto was starting to come off. As Shane struggled out of the nurses� hands and
ran back to her dying father, Ozzie knew he had to first move to solid higher
ground. Wrapping the chain around his wrist, he quickly pulled himself up and
was about to reach up for one of the real eyelash when�
�� Gotcha!�
�� The feeling of as if being rammed
over by an immunity car on a high-speed car chase hit him tenfold as he was
forced to break his hold from the strand and cling onto the next thing he could
hold onto unless he wanted to drop a thousand feet below to the floor where he
could be trampled to death. The only thing he didn�t expect to be clinging onto
was Thrax, still in one piece!
�� What the Frank�Thrax?!� Ozzie struggled to get off him but was
forced closer to the virus� chest by a strong grip as they glided through the
air.
�� If I were
you, I�d stay put, baby,� Thrax chuckled as he
swerved to avoid a IV bag carried by a rushing male nurse. �Unless
you�d like to end up coagulated by the atmosphere around you. It ain�t pretty.�
�� As disgusted and pissed as he was, Ozzie knew he was right. Unlike viruses, without the
saline-like atmosphere every body has, cells would
coagulate and it would be a matter of time before they suffocate in their
coagulated shell and be broken into pieces like glass if not handled properly.
Grudgingly, he allowed Thrax to hold him close while
he held onto his turtleneck sweater, leaving the sobbing Shane to cry over her
father�s dead body. Soon, they flew out of the hospital and out into the open
air of human society.
�� That�s our pit-stop,� Thrax announced.
�� Ozzie looked down. There was a
teenager, probably a few years older than Shane, carrying a Pomeranian in her
arms. Ozzie thought they were going to land on the girl, but instead, they
landed on the dog.
�� Let�s take a little breather, shall
we, baby?�
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�� Ozzie was flung unceremoniously onto
the motel bed. Surprisingly for Ozzie, unlike human bodies, the inhabitants of
the dog were just as dumb and ignorant as the body. They couldn�t tell the
difference between cell and virus and welcomed anybody. When questioned about
why Thrax was dragging a kicking and screaming Ozzie
along with him, Thrax only needed to flash a suave
smile and said he was from a special task force of the immunity from another
city and that Ozzie was his bounty, and they fell for it hook, line and sinker.
They allowed Thrax to stay as long as he liked and
ignored all denials screamed at by the poor white blood cell.
�� We�ll take a break before we move
on to our next target,� Thrax fingered his chain
nonchalantly as he removed his trench-coat and settled it on a nearby chair.
�� How did you�I saw you fell! I saw
you stuck on that eyelash! I saw you
fell!� Ozzie screamed at the top of his lungs, lunging out forward to punch
him but was stopped by Thrax�s grip.
�� Do you really think that a false eyelash
can hold me?� Thrax grinned as he subdued Ozzie and
gave him a half-nelson, forcing him onto his knees. �All I had to do was
increase the heat and it melted into putty just enough around my hand to pull
out. Like I said, y�all makin�
this too easy.�
�� So saying, he pushed the poor cell
down until his face was scraping against the floor. Using the chain that was
still on Ozzie�s wrist, he wounded the loose end around the foot of the bed,
tying Ozzie in place. The chain was elastic but strong; no matter how much
Ozzie pulled and tugged, it would not break.
�� This will have to do for now before
I find a more proper restrainer,� Thrax said
amusingly and sat on the bed, admiring his work.
�� You�You murderer!
You killed Frank! You killed Drix and Leah! You killed
everyone! I hate you!!� Ozzie shouted at him, then
spat at him, hitting the virus� sweater.
�� C�mon, baby, ain�t
nothin� to be so upset about,� Thrax
didn�t sound the least bit offended by Ozzie�s actions as he wiped the spit off
with his sleeve. �There are plenty of fishes in the sea. You�ll make new
friends soon.�
�� When I get out of this, I swear
I�ll��
�� Kill me?� Thrax
raised a brow. �Well, you almost did, I�ll give you that. You really are one cell of a guy, ain�t ya, Jones? Out of all the
bodies I�ve been into, you were the only person that got me all figured out.
You were the first person that I had ever had to break a sweat for. You are the
only person that stood against me and fought me tooth and nail. I must admit,
Jones, I am impressed. Although now,
seems like the tables have turned.�
�� Save the compliments for someone
who would actually listen to this spit, Thrax,� Ozzie
growled. �What are you waiting for? If it�s killing me that you want, you might
as well just get over it!�
�� After what you
put me through? That�ll be too easy, baby. No, I have better plans for
you. So much better.�
�� With that, he flexed out his
signature glowing claw and, with a flick, burned off Ozzie�s clothes that
dissolved like melted cheese. He then pressed the flat side of his finger hard
against the middle of the cell�s chest, its heat spreading from it all the way
throughout his body. It wasn�t a searing painful heat, but it was uncomfortable
nonetheless. The heat soon engulfed Ozzie�s entire body from head to toe and by
the time it was done, Ozzie�s body seemed to be dimly glowing like a table lamp
of a night stand.
�� W-W-What are you doing to me?�
Ozzie stammered, although the answer was practically screaming in his head.
�� Oh, just a mild modification to
your body,� Thrax said as he kissed his claw as if in
a self-congratulatory manner. �Since you�re gonna
stick around with me, you might as well be physically compatible. I have
partially infected you with my venom. Now, instead of having to worry about you
freezing up like a popsicle every time we go outside,
you can walk around with me in the atmosphere freely like me.�
�� Ozzie held up his hands in front of
his face, looking incredulously at the glow. He still looked basically normal;
the only difference was that his membrane was glowing like neon lights with the
shine of pale orange, like a very dimmed version of Thrax�s signature claw.
�� Why�Why are you doing this to me?�
Ozzie demanded. �What exactly do you want from me?!�
�� Patience, baby,� Thrax chuckled in that tone that Ozzie knew spelt trouble
ahead. �You�ll know soon enough. Now get some rest. We�ll be moving on to the
next body in 2 days tops.�
�� I�I thought you wanted to take
Shane down��
�� She�s old news now,� Thrax kicked his boots off. �I�m no longer interested in
small fries like her. Would be just as easy as taking down
Frank for the likes of me anyway. �Sides, I got you to play with. Probably
be so much more interesting than breaking records now that I have you. Oh, I am
going to enjoy breaking you, Jones, you can count on it.�
�� Ozzie would�ve succeeded in punching
him if it weren�t for Thrax gripping his hand again,
staring down at him warningly with his killer claw out until Ozzie loosened his
clenched fist in defeat.

A/N:
Ooh~! I wonder what Thrax has in mind. Reviews plz!
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