Disclaimer: This is a parody inspired by the works of Ed Greenwood, Wizards of the Coasts and Cartoon Network. All characters that I have not created or borrowed from other sources are theirs. This is a Fan fiction and not meant to violate the rights of those who own the rights to the Forgotten Realms or Ben 10 Series. I have no money and therefore not a good suing target. Thank you very much.

Forgot-10 Realms

Chapter One

They had been hired for the simple mission of guarding the caravan of mix goods to the stop down the line. It had seemed easy, with all of the piles of simple trade goods. Till they were attacked by bandits, ones with special escorts which were unusual for simple thieves. Some kind of arcane and divine spell-caster were with them, as the defenders tried to protect the cargo. However the wagon was overturned and the cargo was busted and opened allowing for the secrets hidden in the cargo to be revealled. It also allowed for the wagon to be used as a make shift shelter.

"Any idea what kind of stuff this can be?" asked Talindra, as she fired some arcana spellcasting to keep the warriors off their backs.

"Some odds and ends, not sure the power of these things. Some magic weapons and some other magic stuff which is a mixed bag. I'm not sure that anything here could be of use. I'm wondering how they figured out we had all of this stuff." said the divine spell user, Rowan as she picked through the things, while her Gondsman was battle for her as cover.

"What do you have there, Rowan?" asked Talindra as she saw the Tiefling pick up what looked like a simple short sword which was engraved with lucky symbols, including the holy symbol of Tymora.

"Looks like an old luckblade. Magical, allowing for the ability to change luck of the user as well as the off chance of having three or less wishes in it. A powerful tool, but we're going to need to use it as a last resort. How is the battle fairing?" asked Roawn as she looked over the defensive barrier they had made out of what remained of the wagon.

"Most of the fighters and other warriors are down, while there's more thieving bastards left. Managed to kill their priest and their mage is wounded. If I could only get the scum out of the way, we could save most of the fighters... I think. Any ideas what to do next Rowan.

A half-orc warrior who was leading the bandits began to speak, "Surrender now girls, and I'll make sure that you'll live long and... useful lives with my handsome men. We have you out numbered."

The two women looked at each other as the Techsmith, pulled out the sword she had found and thought hard for the right words. For wishes were tricky things, which could be turned against you in so many ways. She took one breath and then...

"I wish we had a hero to help defend and protect us!"

As the wish was spoken the mystic energies echo through the multiverse in an perfect instant. Searching for the perfect method to fulfill the wish.

Who granted wishes were debatable. Miracle spells were granted by deities to their faithful, but gods could also grant wishes as well. Much easier when in their home plane, which made wishing in the domain of an enemy god a dangerous thing. Also beings of great cosmic power could also use their power to grant wishes. Devils, Demons, Angels, Elements and so on... Also easier for them to do on their home planes.

Interestingly, this wish spell was answered in a moment by a most unusual being. One could call him a time elemental, especially on Faerun. Yet he had other names... the most common being, Professor Paradox. The Wish having come to him like an answered prayer. For right now, a dear friend of his was being attack by a temporal weapon which was trying to unmake him. Gained by a mad warlord, hoping the erasing of Paradox's friend who was also a great hero, would leave the powerful tool the hero wore unguarded in a new timeline.

'Yes, this powerful energy is just the thing to save Benjamin... but it will be at a price.' thought Paradox as he used his power over time to bleed the time-ripping energy of the weapon through the power of the wish. Ben Tennyson flickered for a moment, more then enough for his partner to attack the villain and shatter the temporal weapon, before returning right where he was. And right where he wasn't.

For the strange element of time was forced into the wish, creating multiple quantum copies of the young adult, sent to any and all places where a hero was needed to defend and protect those in need. These Bens would likely never come home or stay permanently, as there was already a Ben here as well. Some Bens were just dropped into the worlds, while others were intergrated into those worlds. In some there were analogues of his friends and his enemies. All echos of power amplifying power.

'I and my counterparts will try to help these Bens as much as I can.' thought Paradox as he watched the splintering in the universe.

Returning the the wagon attack, the air rippled as the wish used the energies used to summon a young man. He wore a shirt in the shades of black, white and mostly green. It had a number 10 on it as well. His pants were black and so were his shoes. His hair was brown and short, his eyes are bright green. His skin was lightly tanned pale skin, like he had spent some time in the outdoors but not too much. On his left wrist was some kind of bracer. He looked up at situation, where bodies of dead, dying and injured people were surrounded by men with weapons. Looking back he could see women in a wagon, trying to defend themselves.

Acting with quick thought, he decided to do something. Pulling out his left wrist, he summoned some kind of illusionary image of something. The warriors were confuse at his actions, before the bracer summoned some kind of pillar. The man slammed down on the pillar and... changed.

He had transformed into some kind of ape-man, somewhere between a gorilla and a man. He had black, white and yellow fur with four fingers on his hands. Hands which had bolts on the sides of them. Bolts were also on the side of his head, along with yellow horn like things. His eyes wer bright green. His face, toes and fingers were grey which were surrounded by the black fur. His waist, which held a green belt with some kind of symbol on it, was also black to a point on his legs. After black fur, there was white lightning bolt shaped fur, which was followed by yellow fur on most his torso, legs and arms. The ape-man called out, "Shocksquatch!"

The warriors were ready for battle know as they saw this figure as an enemy. They raised their weapon as they charged at the figure before him. The ape-man smiled as he moved his hands... and fired lightning from them. Which given they were using metal weapons, armor which had at least some metal on them, plus some metal items. This shocked the melee fighters with a jolt of power, but the archers were not to be harmed as they were held in back and were firing at the figure. When the arrows hit...

"Shouldn't this be hurting more then this?" asked the creature as he fired some lightning bolts at the archers. Which hit some of them, and intimidated the rest into breaking their positions and running. The figure then pulled the arrows out of him, but notice they didn't leave any wounds. He then turned to the two women behind him and asked, "What they heck is going on?"

Later...

Ben was sitting in the middle of a Macguyvered medical treatment station, as the woman called Rowan used some kind of magic to heal most of those who were dying or injured. Talindra was gathering and covering the few members of the caravans who had died in the attack. He was helping out in any way he could. Assisting with healing, covering and moving corpses, and gathering up the scattered cargo goods. He was also reacting to many of the things he was seeing, such as many of the people on th caravan were human but some were not. Including both women...

Talindra was slightly shorter, just around five feet, as well as lighter then the human average. Her skin was pale, and looked blue in certain points. Her hair was also a medium shade of blue with blue eyes flecked with gold. The fact she also had larger then normal pointed ears was noticible. She was dressed in some kind of middle ages or renaissance clothing of pants plus a tunic. She had bags which seemed to be holding books of some kind as well as some weird odds and ends. On her hip was a holder for a dagger. More holders for daggers were on her arms and legs.

Rowan was different as well, some kind of human like alien or mutant like Talindra. She had deep red skin, like flaming crimson and two sets of small horns on the top of her head above her forehead. He could also swear he was smelling some kind of sulfur around her. Her clothing was some leather armor which covered her chest, arms and legs. Over that was a leather sash of red which held all kinds of parts and tools as well as a pouch at the hip. She wore knives as well, including one in her boots.

Some of the other people in the caravan were human but were also some kind of third alien lifeform which resembled people with dwarfism on Earth, but looked more like the dwarves from legends and myth.

Working with Rowan was some kind of robot made from metal and wood, like some kind of machine woman from the middle ages. Rowan called it her Gondsman and was using it to perform tacks to help like Ben was doing.

As he worked on things, he noticed everything suddenly become very silent. Looking around he noticed everyone was frozen in their actions. He was figuring out what had happened when he heard a familiar voice, "Hello Benjamin!"

He turned around to see it was Professor Paradox, in his steampunk imagined outfit. Ben answered his friend, "Professor, what's happened? One minute I was attacked by the weapon you warned us about, the next I'm in some kind of battle."

"When the weapon hit you, it began to delete you from the universe. Erasing your existance from the very fabric of time, causing it to be rewritten without you. However, at the same time, those two young ladies you have met used a magical weapon to make a wish for someone to help you. The potential energy of the spell was just what I needed to alter the power of the weapon, preventing it's elimination of Ben Tennyson from the universe.

There were side effects and unintended consequences. The fact is wish alter the weapon so instead of erasing Ben Tennyson, it quantumly cloned him. One Ben remained in the home universe. An unknown number of Bens... which include yourself... were placed in an unknown number of universes. Like this one. The fact of the matter is you came into existance in this universe. You could return to your own universe, but then we would have two or more Bens in one universe. So there is that." answered Paradox giving a quick summary of what had happened.

"So if I go back, there will already be another me with my friends and family. This is way to heavy to take in at once. I'm going to need time to think about it." said Ben as he moved to sit on a box from the caravan.

"Which maybe a limited resource for you. This world is a world of swords and sorcery, much like a role playing game. But here the monsters are real. As are the gods, divine beings who have powers beyond that of mortals. Of the aliens you have access to presently, only Alien X might have greater power then the collective of the deities who live in this universe.

There are also fiends, devils and demons, who hold great and dark powers. Angels are real here. Wizards who can alter the fabric of reality also walk the land. The threats you face will be many if you remain, but also are the allies which you could make. You must be warey of the forces in this world, both mortal and immortal.

I suggest learning more of this world from those who can help you, even if you leave. You will need the knowledge to continue on in this universe in safety. The moment you stepped into this universe, many beings have detected your presences. Ancient prophecies have been rewritten, much as time could have been if the weapon had been successful. The future of the world of Toril has been sundered by your rebirth in this place. The plague which was to occur is now gone, but what will replace it is unknown as time sorts itself out.

I can only give you advice and aid as much as I can. Your destiny will be defined by the choices you make. I leave you to think on what that destiny will be." said Paradox as he vanished and time began again as Ben wonder what he had gotten himself into. Wondering if he could make it through the mental challenges which were coming, even with the aid of the Omnitrix.

Across the Realms and beyond...

The truth was the power of the Omnitrix and the lifeforms within it, the advance technology within it, and it's ability to adapt to function in the different physics of the realms were altering the realms. Forward into the future as well as back into the past, as the present linked up both of them.

Gods and goddesses had many powers, including the power of knowing things which are linked to their portfolio which are the things they are deities of. Ben 10 echoes over multiple different aspects of the universe, many different portfolios. Which meant it would not be long before many of those same deities would turn their minds to Ben Tennyson. Which was why Ao, the overgod of the realms, was gathering the deities together to discuss the change in what was in the realms.

At the same time, many powerful non-deities were gaining knowledge on Ben 10. Seeking out knowledge for power, they were constantly scrying for things like the Omnitrix. The Archdevils, the Demon Princes, the Elemental Lords, and so on. The knowledge of the Galvan device would not be lost on them for long. Immortal beings, they had years to prepare plans and learn to adapt to sudden changes like this.

Spell-users of all type, whether arcana or divine or even psionic, were changed by the arrival. One of the main types of magic which was common to all forms of magic, or powers like magic, was the power of divination. The magic to see the past, view any place in the present or reveal the different pathways of the future. The injection of Ben by way of temporal energies had ripple effects on the divinations. Which had an ironic effect of creating centuries old prophecies which just existed less then a day before.

Information which was now in the hands of any number of magic users, the governments and organizations which they belonged with, as well as anyone who can read what they have written on it.

Ripples were moving out from Ben, some slowly and some of them rapidly. Which would cause the days which would follow to be eventful. The curse of may you live in interesting times had never been as true.

One of those ripples hit a secret mountain castle, which was built on top of the bubbling pool of lava and magma. Unnatural lava and magma as it was produce by a number of captured and sealed elementals from the Planes of Fire and Earth. In the castle are massive manufactering or weapons, armor and tools. Filling the castle, where they are shrunk and stored with as many packed into it as it could.

In the tallest tower in the centre of the keep was quarters of the leader of the castle, a man with many heavy clothing hidding his body. All one could see was a face, with scars and a missing eye replaced by a magical gemstone. He looked out of a balcony at the area around the mountain and speaks but one word, "Omnitrix!"

Author's notes:

Whether this is a oneshot or more, depends both on reaction and my whimsy. One of the ideas I wanted to expand on. Technology interacting with Magic is an idea which interests me. We have the familar theme of Technology versus Magic, which is very common. Yet we also have the idea of Technology and Magic mixing and merging, where does one begin and the other ends.

Another is the idea of class and race by way of the Dungeons and Dragons game, where the Forgotten Realms is but one campaign setting. Most of the humanoids, like elves and goblins would likely be scanned by the Omnitrix. The question about outsiders and elements being scannable as a being with corporeal DNA or the likes is one I ask you the reader.

Also should Ben have a class? Would Omnitrix Wielder be a Class, with different skills gained at different levels? With feats and skills linked to it? Or should he train with a D&D class in the game? One of the readers of my yahoo group suggested having him train as a Wizard or Sorcerer, given his Anodite hertitage (which might make Sorcerer more likely in 3ed lore). The same reader has suggested Ben could also be a Fighter or a dual-classed Fighter/Sorcerer or Fighter/Wizard, with his physical training as a Fighter giving his human body a good building of muscles and training. Which could then be transfered to his aliens.

I have built some ideas here about a villain or main antagonist which to use against Ben, revealing him in the last bit of the above chapter. I figure leaving it a little bit of a mystery might give my readers the fun of trying to guess who and/or what it is. Some of which I might be inspired to use if it suits my whimsy.

Will try to continue the story with Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Aliens, the Assassin's Arc. Even if it is hard for me to plot and assassination. I also had a couple of ideas similar ideas. I also have a few arc ideas to follow, which I will reveal with the next chapter of that story.

Like a Ben 10/Avengers or Ben 10/Justice League crossover, where Ben helps lead a team of future heroes (which might include de-aged heroes you know better). Toyed around with brainstorming with Ben 10 and the Avengers movie. One thought was the ideas of a Battlestar Galactica Crossover with either Ben 10 or Avengers/Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes (the latter inspired by the story "Lightning the Path", which is a DC Comics/Battlestar Galactica crossover based in part on Blackest Night).

Just venting some ideas and thoughts. Thanks for Reading.

HVulpes