OK! SO THIS IS A RANDOM STORY I'VE HAD WRITTEN UP FOR MONTHS, AND I WAS CONVINCED TO PUBLISH AT LEAST A BIT OF IT BECAUSE THEY SAID THEY WOULD KILL FOR SOME FRESH THRAX OZZY STUFF. THEY HAVE READ IT AND LOVED IT, BUT I'M NOT CONFIDENT THAT YOU GUYS WILL. THIS IS fEMALE Ozzy AND INSPIRED SLIGHTLY BY ILLUSIONEVENSTAR'S NIGHT OF FIRE WHERE OZZY IS WITH SCABIES. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND, IT IS AN AWESOME COMIC AND WELL WORTH GOING THROUGH. SHE IS ON DEVIANTART, SO IF YOU LOOK UP HER NAME AND NIGHT OF FIRE IT SHOULD BE EASY TO FIND. THIS STORY, WHAT I HAVE WRITTEN HERE MAKES SENSE, THE REST OF WHAT I HAVE IS KIND OF... ALL OVER THE PLACE. LET ME KNOW IF YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS, AND I MAY POST MORE OF WHAT I HAVE. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS VERY WELCOME, FLAMES WILL BE USED FOR CLEANSING RITUALS. ENJOY.

*Quoted from the movie ;)*

{Left Armpit, 9:30 am}

A group of male Germs and one female white blood cell sat in a private sweat gland. Though the germs all wore only towels, the white blood cell with asymmetrical short-long "hair," wore what appeared to be a very revealing toga, leaving very little to the imagination. She sat practically hidden behind a very heavy set germ who wore many rings, holding what appeared to be a chain leash, which led to a collar on the White blood cells' neck. The germ was known as Scabies. He spoke, questioning his subordinates whether or not a certain foot fungus had paid what he owed. When the answer was negative, the subordinate known as Bruiser was told to go deliver the message to pay up.

Humming is heard, and a figure walks in. Maroon skin, purple dreads, and gold-on-green eyes. The figure, clearly a virus, wore a black trench coat, a gray turtleneck, and black pants.

"So. This is where the scum of Frank comes to fester." The virus began, tone rather disgusted.

Bruiser frowned.

"Hey, you lost pal? This here's a private sweat gland. Now beat it!" he threatened, one pair of hands making a threatening gesture.

The Virus grinned and spoke as if Bruiser hadn't.

"I'm looking for volunteers yo, some nasty germs who want in on a big score."

He was playing with the chain around his wrist and hand, seeming unconcerned.

Scabies scratched his chin, then shot him down.

"Yo Red, we run the rackets around here. Take your little Hustle someplace else." He dismissed.

The virus grinned.

"Naw Baby this ain't about no hustle. This is about the baddest illness any of y'all have ever seen." he bragged.

"Look who thinks he's the Ebola virus. Eh?" Scabies taunted.

The virus frowned angrily as the other germs laughed. The girl flinched back a little at the sound of Scabies' laugh, but she went unnoticed as she was pretty well-hidden thanks to Scabies' form and the steam.

"Ebola?" The virus questioned.

"Let me tell you something about Ebola baby." He muscled his way in front of Scabies.

"Ebola is a case of DANDRUFF, compared to me." he ground out.

Scabies stood up, hitching his towel up and ordering Bruiser to bury the virus in a black head, then proceeded to tell the virus how much work would be needed to get him out. The virus, clearly amused, hummed.

"Sounds like a gas, Baby. Bring it on." He turned around and walked away a bit, clearly unconcerned. Bruiser went for a punch, which the Virus easily caught. The bracelet around the virus' wrist swayed with the movement. He made a tutting noise, then bent Bruisers' wrist back painfully before kicking him away. While Scabies began to scold Bruiser, the virus' claw began to glow red, and he placed it in the water, making steam fill the room and causing the germs to panic. Scabies pulled the girl in front of him by the leash, hoping to use her as a shield. The germs were being easily taken down, then the Virus came to Scabies, easily tossing the girl to the side before taking scabies out. Impressively enough, scabies was still talking even as what was left of him was sucked up into a drain. Once the steam was clear, the germs were at a loss. One of them went over to the girl, helping her up and undoing the leash and collar while the germ with a hat asked the Virus what kind of sickness he had in mind. This made the virus grin.

"Deadly. Who's the girl?" he asked, confused as to how he hadn't noticed her before. She was cute. Could use a bit more life in those pretty eyes though. The germ who helped her up, a rather scrawny, gentle-looking germ looked hesitant but gave the information anyway.

"She's uh, a white blood cell Scabies made his uh, Pet" The cell flinched a bit at the word, which The virus made note of, "a long time ago. She used ta be a cop workin' with immunity, but cuz she made a big screw up a couple years ago Immunity turned her out. She couldn't afford her house and nowhere else wanted to hire a screw-up ex-cop so she ended up on the streets. Till Scabies that is. He offered her a job and a place ta live. The job was standard, supposed ta just help him look good Ya know? Be eye candy. But uh, Scabies took it a bit too far, broke her spirit mostly. She can't even be touched without flinchin', and I haven't seen her smile since the day Scabies hired her. I don't think he's uh, touched her like that but uh, I'm not entirely sure on that from how bad she reacts ta touch she don't see comin'." The virus frowned. He was far from a good person but even he felt disgusted. He went up to the cell, humming at the brace on her left arm that proclaimed her property of Scabies, with her full name~.

"Well then, I apologize we couldn't have met under better circumstances, Ozzy." The cell blinked. She hadn't heard her name in nearly 2 years. If it hadn't been for the brace, she'd have probably forgotten it by now. The virus hummed a bit, claw coming up to the brace and melting the hinge of it, and laughed at the surprised look on everyone's faces when it hit the ground.

"You won't be needing that anymore Sweetheart now will you?" He turned away, walking towards the exit.

"Let's go see what other recruits we can scrounge up. I've got a deadline to make. Come on if you like Jones." The germs looked at each other before following the virus. The White blood cell stood there for a minute, just staring at nothing. She made a decision, though she was scared to follow through. What if he turned out to be just as bad as Scabies? She had to take the risk. Her heart was telling her that this virus was her last chance at anything worthwhile.

So she ran after them, her footsteps near silent due to her bare feet.

***What do you guys think? should I continue? again I don't know how many will enjoy this due to the whole female Ozzy thing. either way lemme know!***