I claim no ownership of anything belonging to the Ben 10 franchise. The next story will feature zombie-ghosts!
Our villainous hunk, the mighty D'Void, formerly known as that one socially abhorrent wacky old guy who mutated animals and some stuff before the reboot said fuck that, we're doing it like this now, we laugh at ratings and toy sales and live to please impudent fanfiction authors and their shipping preferences, had tragically died one day, or night, whatever, in the Null Void. Even though he had become nigh indestructible via huffing inter-dimensional mineral steroids. He died after being killed by the invading rebel forces and Plumber's Helpers. Even though they don't kill people. It was confusing on multiple levels.
His baby-thing, which he had because he did and no one questions this under penalty of brain aneurysm, was once again left to its lonesome. Unattended, unloved, and unable to be lavished with unyielding, incredibly reality-warping out of character attention, as most creative Original Characters are. Ehem. She started sobbing loud enough to wake the dead once again. This time, literally instead of figuratively.
And then D'Void was a zombie.
"Please just let me die already and be released from this unrelenting hell," D'Void sobbed as he slapped dirt from his body.
The baby-thing gleefully rushed to his side and sank its razor-sharp teeth into his rotting leg, tearing flesh from it and exposing bone. The baby-thing kept on nibbling at him until he was reduced to a pile of severed limbs and a very depressed, eternally sobbing head.
No rest for the wicked, as they say. I think. Either way, it sounds good for the closing line.
(The End!)