Episode 6
*it was all the way till abt 15 minutes before midnight tht someone climbed thru the window quietly n stared dwn at the sleeping Oz*
Thrax; 8growled at the intruder8
Mole: *shines a flashlight at his own face to show him who he is* Dont get ur pickles in a mix, Roja, its just me
Thrax; 8snarled8 You did this.
Mole: Correction. Tht hormone who almost raped Pretty Baby did this. My, my, are we in a predicament *reaches out to stroke Oz's hair*
Thrax; 8snapped, nearly taking the Mole's hand off8
Mole: Hey, hey, ow~! Easy, will ya? *pulls away* I still love this hand, ya knw
Thrax; 8growled8
Mole: Hmm... *looks Oz ovr* Must be something tht totally damaged the equipment n somehow cut Pretty Baby frm the inside. I'm gonna hv to take him with me to my lab to chk him out *reaches dwn to carry Oz*
Thrax; 8blocks him8 Oh no, you'll be working right here.
Mole: Oi, Roja. U cant expect me to work in an inferior plc such as this *flails his arms, gesturing the clinic they were in* 'Sides, my equipment is bk in the lab
Thrax; 8narrowed his eyes8
Mole: If it makes u feel any better, u can come along with me
Thrax; 8nods8
Mole: Bt u must consent to be blindfolded. I'm not abt to let my lab be compromised, much less u, Roja
Thrax; 8snarled8
Mole: Either tht, or I go n leave Pretty Baby like this. Ur choice. Take it or leave it
Thrax; 8snarled then sighed8 Fine.
Mole: Good *takes out a blindfold n wraps it ard Thrax's eyes* Now hold onto my trenchcoat n we'll be on our way *carries Oz bridal style out of the ice crib*
Thrax; 8grabbed his coat8
Mole: *led Thrax to a buggy-like vehicle, dropped Oz onto Thrax's lap while he took the wheel, taking many twists n turns, ups n dwns tht evn if u dont have the blindfold, u would remember the complicated route anyway*
Thrax; 8held ozzy close8
Mole: *soon drove dwn into a tunnel tht led dwnwards, n aftr a bumpy ride, found themselves in a huge underground lab*
Thrax; 8removed the blindfold8
*the whole plc was like a huge batcave, fully equipped with instruments n gadgets of all nature scientific, n there was a huge wall to wall computer screen showing survelliance n spy footage, showing how Mole knws everything in Hector*
Thrax; 8raised his brow8
Mole: *has taken Oz off his hands n laid him in some sort of glass box n attached connectors ard his body, working vry speedily*
Thrax; 8looked round the area, trying to recognise it8
*the connectors gathered data n projected onto another huge computer screen*
Mole: Ah, I see the problem now
Thrax; 8looked up8
Mole: *points at the screen where the damage was, where there were mangled up wires tht stabbed thru certain areas of Oz's insides, n the bleeding was finding its way out of Oz's birth canal*
Thrax; 8hissed8
Mole: Well, it'll more or less be an easy fix *gathered his surgery tools*
Thrax; 8stroked ozzy's hand8
Mole: *injected some sedatives for extra measure into Oz before getting to work, cutting Oz open n fixing n rewiring the gadget to its rightful plcs, then patched up the injuries with medication to stop the bleeding n infection before sewing Oz bk up* There. My Pretty Baby all pretty again
Thrax; 8roared8 YOUR pretty baby/
Mole: *rolls his eyes* Fine. OUR pretty baby
Thrax; 8grabbed his throat8
Mole: *choked, groping for a taser nearby n stabs it onto Thrax's arm, tasing him, forcing him to let go*
Thrax; 8groaned and gripped his arm8
Mole: U heard Pretty Baby tht night! He's willing to let me be infatuated with him in my own little world, so I'm free to think whtever I want as long as I dont go btwn u two. I've kept the end of my bargain. Wht abt ur side of the bargain of trusting Pretty Baby to take care of himself? Ur a fucking hypocrite, u knw tht?
Thrax; 8felt his spikes shoot out8
Mole: Ah, ah, ah *arms himself with a scalpel n a power drill* Unless u want Pretty Baby to become a widow, u better bk off
Thrax; 8still transformed, letting out a loud roar8
Mole: *throws the scalpel at him, hoping to impale him*
Thrax; 8swats it away8
Mole: *starts up the power drill n threatened Thrax with it*
Thrax; 8smacked it away8
Mole: *puts on his fighting pose, ready to strike him*
Thrax; 8pounced, pinned the creep hard8
Mole: *uses his legs to push him off n landed a few punches, evn did the somersault kick Oz gave Thrax before wen Thrax was evil bk then*
Thrax; 8blocked the attacks and slashed him8
Mole: *thankfully he wasnt slashed by Thrax's killer claw n managed to dodge a few more before shielding behind the glass box where Oz lay, arming himself with the taser again* If u kill me, u'll nvr knw how the dials work wen u knock Pretty Baby up or wht's the special procedure needed to be done on the day of the birth!
Thrax; 8snarled8
Mole: Now, if u would pls be civilized, we need to get bk to the clinic before they start a search party on u n Pretty Baby
Thrax; 8scooped up his mate, still in beast form8
Mole: Blindfold *didnt give the virus to protest* Ah, or else...
Thrax; 8ran out with ozzy8
Mole: *rolls his eyes n used a tranq gun, hitting the bk of Thrax's neck, knocking him out* Sorry, Roja. I told u, my lab cant be compromised
Thrax; 8kept hold of his mate8
Mole: *hauled Thrax at the bk while keeping Oz sleeping with his head laying on his own lap, enjoying the feel of the cell on him for the moment as he drove the buggy car all the way bk to the clinic. They reached there almost dawn n he placed Oz carefully bk into the ice crib n just threw Thrax onto the floor before leaving*
Antonio; 8jumped the Mole and pinned him to the floor8
Mole: Ow, ow, ow! Geez! R u Rojas all so violent? I just had a beating frm him, thank u vry much
Antonio; We don't take kindly to types like you. 8flashed his black fangs8
Mole: Oi, u watch out those fangs, or Pretty Baby aint gonna be happy u just treated his friend as a chew toy
Antonio; Friend/ Ha, ozzy's smarter than that. 8gripped his throat8
Ozzie: *stirs slowly frm the commotion n sees Mole being strangled by Antonio with a still unconscious Thrax on the floor* T...Tony...? W...Wht r u doing...? W...Where am I...?
Mole: H...Help~! Pretty Baby, help...~!! *choked voice*
Antonio; 8grabbed hold of the Mole's throat with his fangs8
Ozzie: T...Tony, wht r u doing...? Let him go...!! *tries to get up n reach for him, bt didnt knw tht he was in an ice crib n fell to the floor, crib n all, making a loud crash*
Antonio; 8looked up8
Ozzie: Ahh... *tries to get up, the fall frm the crib tore his surgery stitches n bruised him*
Mole: Now look wht u done to Pretty Baby! *pushed Antonio away n tended to Oz* U alright, Pretty Baby?
Ozzie: Mmh... *still confused* Wht's going on...? Wht am I doing here...? I thought I was napping at home...
Antonio; 8rammed the Mole then slowly told ozzy what happened8
Mole: *took the opportunity to slip away, disappearing as mysteriously as he came*
Sprite: *came in wen he heard the commotion n looked at them questioningly, seeing the mess*
Thrax; 8groaned as he awoke8
Ozzie: *as he was tended by Sprite, he looked dwn at Thrax* Thrax? Baby?
Thrax; Ozzy/ 8held his head8 Oh my head.
Sprite: *jerked his head at Antonio to tend to Thrax because he was busy handling Oz*
Antonio; 8helped his brother out8
Sprite: *aftr chking all of Oz's vitals n fixing the stitches, he changed Oz into clean clinic gown n changed his bed to a regular bed before leaving, though still fitting him a diaper just in case there would be bleeding again*
Thrax; 8ran up to ozzy8
Ozzie: *smiles weakly as he took the virus' hand* Hey, love. U OK?
Thrax; Yeah, how r u feeling baby/
Ozzie: Better, actually. Though I cant remember past the time I took the nap. Tony told me I had a fever or something?
Thrax; Actually. . .8told him everything8
Ozzie: Oh...Oh no...Am...Am I alright? Will I be able to conceive? It's all my fault, isnt it? I should've used my powers to protect myself...I should've...
Thrax; 8held him close8
Ozzie: I'm sorry...I'm so sorry...
Thrax; It's not your fault baby
Ozzie: *sobs in his arms*
Ozzie: Will I be able to have a baby?
Thrax; Maybe but I'm not sure.
Ozzie: *felt something* Am I wearing a diaper?
Thrax; You were bleeding very heavily.
Ozzie: O...Oh...Tht bad huh?
Thrax; 8nods8
Ozzie: Mmm... *nuzzled against Thrax's cheek, his forehead slightly warm, showing tht his fever has gone dwn quite significantly*
Thrax; You still need your rest.
Ozzie: Mmh...OK... *leans against Thrax's shoulder*
Thrax; 8stroked his hair8
Ozzie: *soon fell asleep*
Thrax; 8gently laid him on the bed and tucked him in8
Ozzie: *curled up in the covers n fell asleep*
Thrax; 8slumped on the chair8
Sprite: *came in to make sure Oz was OK, read his charts n chked his vitals*
Thrax; 8stayed by his mate's side8
Sprite: *writes* Everything is good. The infection has gone dwn, his fever is receding n *chked the diaper* his bleeding has almost stopped completely. So u called in the specialist to fix him then?
Thrax; 8growled and told him what happened8
Sprite: *listened in n wrote* Well, tht explains it. Well, I dare not mess with the machinery, bt it is a rather drastic way to search for fertility
Thrax; I wasn't too keen on the idea either, I wanted us to talk about this.
Sprite: *writes* Wht was the cause of his infertility?
Thrax; 8told him what happened8
Sprite: *sighs n writes* Poor guy. He must feel so guilty. U maybe a virus, so u might not understand, bt to a cell, being infertile is a big blow to them
Thrax; Trust me, most of our kind wish we can breed so easily with one of our own.
Sprite: *writes* Yes, I understand tht viruses r hard to breed amongst themselves, bt to a cell, the feeling is 10 times worse. It's like being told ur body is useless n ur r a walking deadman with no purpose in life. Sure, we all serve a purpose to run Hector, bt our primal instinct, our main primal purpose since the dawn of Hector was to procreate to replc old cell. Tht was the most important n most crucial thing a cell must have. To be infertile is almost as bad as telling them tht u have cancer n only a week to live. Mr. Roja, some cells evn committed suicide n ruin their marriages or their personal life bcoz of this. This is something perhaps u virus fail to understand. I believe tht's why ur mate has been so desperate n took this surgery without talking to u first
Thrax; 8snarled at him, feeling his blood boil8
Sprite: *writes* I'm only stating the truth. I'm speaking on behalf of ur mate n telling u why ur mate had chosen so hastily. If u refuse to believe me, then I have nothing else to say *sighs n leaves the room*
Thrax; 8cupped ozzy's cheek, massaging it gently with his thumb8
Ozzie: *stirred a little bit, bt went bk to sleep aftr nuzzling at Thrax's hands*
Thrax; 8never left his side8
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