Mother's Fear, Wife's Relief
an Osmosis Jones fanfiction by Embris
This is the sequel to my earlier fiction, T.J. Please read it before you read this. Just go to my profile and click on the link. Thank you for taking the time!
As always, Osmosis Jones, Leah Estrogen, Drix, Thrax, and any other related characters belong to Warner Bros. Entertainment. However, I claim EXCLUSIVE use of my characters Embris, T.J., and Michael Jones. You people who have permission to use them know who you are. Please contact me at makuri46@hotmail.com to use my characters, but you know, it's so much cooler to make your own!
THIS FICTION WAS CREATED TO ENTERTAIN MYSELF AND A FEW FRIENDS. IT MAKES NO MONEY FOR THE AUTHOR, NOR WILL IT EVER EARN ANY MONEY FOR THE AUTHOR. IT IS ONLY FOR FUN!!! IF ANY COPYRIGHTS ARE INFRINGED, IT WAS NOT INTENTIONAL. THIS STORY IS JUST FOR FUN!!!
On to the story!!! Please R&R!
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T.J. held Michael tightly in his arms, defying Osmosis and fighting his virus instincts. The young cell was his, for now, to hold, to love. That feeling was enough to overcome the urge to kill every cell he saw.
He glared, his eye twitching and his body nearly convulsing...then he looked down at Michael's innocent, unafraid face. He kissed her, with a kiss so full of everything he felt...he knew that she felt the same.
"Let go of her," her father growled between gritted teeth. T.J. looked up, unblinking. He did not let go.
Leah put her hand on her husband's shoulder. "Ozzy..."
"Daddy, it's ok...," Michael said pleadingly, trying to make him understand.
T.J. jumped suddenly. He looked at the Joneses' window in shock and let go of Michael. "Mom!" He staggered toward the window and doubled over, crying.
Michael looked at him, not knowing what to think. "T.J.," she whispered unsurely. What is he doing? she thought.
T.J. almost fell backwards. He looked at the air in front of him and mumbled, "I won't, mom. I won't. I love Michael. And you know Jones was just trying to save the body."
Michael stared at him. He loved her? But what is he trying to prove? Was this some kind of...virus love ritual?
T.J. suddenly charged at the three cells there with him. Osmosis braced himself and rushed to protect his wife and daughter.
But before he reached them, he was down on the floor in a fetal position, screaming in a rage of tears.
"No! Mom! No!" He struggled with an imaginary person, crying. His words were hard to understand. "Mom, don't! I know you miss Thrax but killing Jones won't bring him back! It won't! You know you don't like killing! You never wanted him to leave in the first place! You told me that!"
Jones had no idea what the hell was going on but he wasn't taking any chances. He flew to the other side of the room and picked up his gun. He aimed it at the writhing virus on the floor.
Michael screamed. "Daddy, NO!!!"
Osmosis fired the gun and hit T.J. right in his chest. The virus fell back with a painful yell. He rolled to his side. "Mom!!! Mom! Mom! Please, oh no, Mom!" He held his chest and rolled to his back, tears staining his cheeks.
"T.J.!!!" Michael cried, soaring to his side. She took his hand.
"Mi...chael...," gasped T.J., looking up at her. "Don't blame...your dad...he was only...saving...Frank..." His eyes rolled back into his head and his body fell limp.
"T.J.? T.J.!!!!" Michael screamed, blinded by her tears.
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So, you like it so far? You do? Yay! In case you didn't catch it, there is a factor in this ending that wasn't revealed in the first story...Embris was not really there! T.J. was hallucenating. Why was he hallucenating? Because he's nuts and he's plagued by frequent hallucenations, that's why. That's what happens when you are trained your whole life to kill to avenge your father. Didn't you know that? Well now you do.
an Osmosis Jones fanfiction by Embris
This is the sequel to my earlier fiction, T.J. Please read it before you read this. Just go to my profile and click on the link. Thank you for taking the time!
As always, Osmosis Jones, Leah Estrogen, Drix, Thrax, and any other related characters belong to Warner Bros. Entertainment. However, I claim EXCLUSIVE use of my characters Embris, T.J., and Michael Jones. You people who have permission to use them know who you are. Please contact me at makuri46@hotmail.com to use my characters, but you know, it's so much cooler to make your own!
THIS FICTION WAS CREATED TO ENTERTAIN MYSELF AND A FEW FRIENDS. IT MAKES NO MONEY FOR THE AUTHOR, NOR WILL IT EVER EARN ANY MONEY FOR THE AUTHOR. IT IS ONLY FOR FUN!!! IF ANY COPYRIGHTS ARE INFRINGED, IT WAS NOT INTENTIONAL. THIS STORY IS JUST FOR FUN!!!
On to the story!!! Please R&R!
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T.J. held Michael tightly in his arms, defying Osmosis and fighting his virus instincts. The young cell was his, for now, to hold, to love. That feeling was enough to overcome the urge to kill every cell he saw.
He glared, his eye twitching and his body nearly convulsing...then he looked down at Michael's innocent, unafraid face. He kissed her, with a kiss so full of everything he felt...he knew that she felt the same.
"Let go of her," her father growled between gritted teeth. T.J. looked up, unblinking. He did not let go.
Leah put her hand on her husband's shoulder. "Ozzy..."
"Daddy, it's ok...," Michael said pleadingly, trying to make him understand.
T.J. jumped suddenly. He looked at the Joneses' window in shock and let go of Michael. "Mom!" He staggered toward the window and doubled over, crying.
Michael looked at him, not knowing what to think. "T.J.," she whispered unsurely. What is he doing? she thought.
T.J. almost fell backwards. He looked at the air in front of him and mumbled, "I won't, mom. I won't. I love Michael. And you know Jones was just trying to save the body."
Michael stared at him. He loved her? But what is he trying to prove? Was this some kind of...virus love ritual?
T.J. suddenly charged at the three cells there with him. Osmosis braced himself and rushed to protect his wife and daughter.
But before he reached them, he was down on the floor in a fetal position, screaming in a rage of tears.
"No! Mom! No!" He struggled with an imaginary person, crying. His words were hard to understand. "Mom, don't! I know you miss Thrax but killing Jones won't bring him back! It won't! You know you don't like killing! You never wanted him to leave in the first place! You told me that!"
Jones had no idea what the hell was going on but he wasn't taking any chances. He flew to the other side of the room and picked up his gun. He aimed it at the writhing virus on the floor.
Michael screamed. "Daddy, NO!!!"
Osmosis fired the gun and hit T.J. right in his chest. The virus fell back with a painful yell. He rolled to his side. "Mom!!! Mom! Mom! Please, oh no, Mom!" He held his chest and rolled to his back, tears staining his cheeks.
"T.J.!!!" Michael cried, soaring to his side. She took his hand.
"Mi...chael...," gasped T.J., looking up at her. "Don't blame...your dad...he was only...saving...Frank..." His eyes rolled back into his head and his body fell limp.
"T.J.? T.J.!!!!" Michael screamed, blinded by her tears.
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So, you like it so far? You do? Yay! In case you didn't catch it, there is a factor in this ending that wasn't revealed in the first story...Embris was not really there! T.J. was hallucenating. Why was he hallucenating? Because he's nuts and he's plagued by frequent hallucenations, that's why. That's what happens when you are trained your whole life to kill to avenge your father. Didn't you know that? Well now you do.