Prologue

He was running and he had been running for his life the last ten minutes. The labyrinth was hard to get out of. Gwen had warned him about it and she had been right. The omnitrix didn't work. It had been non-functional ever since it received that blow. Ben's foot got stuck in something and he fell forward, face first. The air left his lungs and he gasped for air. He had to get back up or he would die, killed by those aliens. He quickly stood up, but his foot was still stuck. He didn't have time to fix' it.

"Shit!" He hissed and pulled. He felt his shoe slide of his foot and quickly began running again. What was a shoe compared to his life? He could just get a new one. Ben hoped that Kevin was okay. He had lost him somewhere along the way. He suddenly had to stop. It came so suddenly that he almost fell down. The pit was so deep that he couldn't se the bottom. He had been close to falling down. He kicked a small stone and it fell down. He listened, but couldn't hear anything. A bottomless pit… He could hear the aliens getting closer. He turned around. He didn't have magical powers like Gwen or the power to absorb anything like Kevin. No, his only source of power, the omnitrix, was broken and all he could do was to try and fight anyway. Ben slowly raised his fists and gulped. He had a feeling that this wouldn't end good.

"You can do this Ben." He said to encourage himself. It didn't help.

The aliens came just like he had expected. The one closest to him grinned.

"We finally have you Ben Tennyson." He hissed. Ben slowly breathed out.

"I'm not going down without a fight." He said. The alien laughed.

"I didn't expect you to, but what can you do without the omnitrix? You're just one tiny human without any powers. You're nothing like your cousin or your little friend." He said and laughed again. Ben bit his lip.

"I might not be like them, but Gwen taught me a little karate." He said, not knowing what else to say. The alien seemed amused.

"Prepare then Ben. This is the place where you will die." He said and pulled out a thing that looked like a glowing knife from his belt. Ben wondered why in the world he needed the knife when he could do amazing things. Could it be…?

"You can't use your powers can you?" He said. The alien hissed and charged forward. Ben wasn't prepared. He didn't have time to defend himself. At first he just felt the alien's right shoulder hit him in the chest. Then the pain came. He gasped staggered backwards. His hands found the knife's handle sticking out of his stomach. He looked down. He could see blood. Every breath hurt. It felt like fire was spreading through his veins. He looked up and met the alien's triumphant gaze.

"It hurts doesn't it? It feels like you're burning inside. It's because the blade is smeared with a poison from my home planet. It's to prevent you from surviving. Have nice trip to hell." Ben gasped when another wave of pain hit him.

"Damn…" he mumbled to himself as he closed his eyes and fell backwards into the pit.

How in the world did things end up like that? It all began with that stupid question…