This, is the story of the day my life completely change forever. It all started during one summer when I was on a camping trip with my Grandpa Max and Dorky Cousin Garry.

I went out for a walk in the woods when suddenly this weird satellite looking thing fell from the sky, inside was this strange device. It latched itself onto my wrist and now, I've got the power to turn into all sorts of alien creatures.

I am… Jen, ten!

I ran as fast as I could down the soccer field, ball at my feet, opposing team closing in on my heels. The rush was amazing, my adrenaline was through the roof!

Heart pounding, pulse racing, I was so pumped.

"Hey Tennyson! Heads up!" I turned my head to the right to see non other than Calvin Murray also known as Cash cause he had a habit of blowing through his own allowance then beating up other kids for theirs. He charged towards me, a confident smirk on his face as she got ready to talk me, his lackey Jeffry Tanner, better known as J.T.

Poor guy, until recently he was my best friend then he got on Cash's good side and started doing whatever it took to stay there, and plenty of it was pretty bad, 'do you actually think he's your friend J.T? wake up, Cash is using you.'. "Come get it boys." I taunted with my usual confident grin. The two of them closed in, closer… closer… "Gotcha." I muttered my grin widening to show my teeth as I suddenly stopped letting them slam into each other.

I meanwhile started running as easily as I'd stopped and with one good kick "Hiiiiiya!" the soccer ball went flying into the goal just missing the goalie's face by a hair's width which sucked because it was that jerk Jessica Morgan in goal, girl was a walking insult factory and I was kinda hoping to knock out a tooth or at least give her a black eye.

I looked behind me to see Cash and J.T slowly get up, a smile returning to my face, so I didn't get to see Jesse stress over her make up getting ruined, I DID however get to see Cash and J.T lose it over losing to a girl… again.

"Grrrrhh! How the heck did she beat us?!" Cash growled.

"Gee. I'm sorry Cash, she kinda just pulled out outta nowhere."

"I can see that J.T!" Cash snapped back, I hated seeing Cash abuse Jeff like that, but I guess in a way… he kinda deserved it, I mean he's hung out with Cash ever since we entered high school and yet he still worships the ground the guy walks on to stay on his good side.

Excited I jumped into the air then, my energy getting the better of me, proceeded to perform my signature victory dance… ok admittedly it was mostly jumping up and down excitedly but come on, I earned my moment. "Oh yeah! Better luck next time boys." I called to them, blowing a kiss to J.T which made him blush and his glasses fog up. Now admittedly his reaction was fun, but Cash's was WAY better.

The guy looked ready to explode.

"Grrrrrrh! Tennysooon!" he yelled.

"Aaaw no need to be jealous Cash." I called one hand brought to my mouth to amplify my voice, the other on my hip. "Maybe if you try being a bit nice you might get a girl to blow YOU a kiss." I couldn't help it, I had to snicker just to avoid laughing out loud, of course my good mood ended quickly as Cash began running towards me. Turning around and bolting for the parking lot I did my best to try and lose both Cash and J.T who was following out of habit.

"When I catch you! I'm gonna give you the worst wedgie of your life Tennyson!" 'a wedgie? Was he serious? Aren't you suppose to be one year older than me Cash, grow up already.'

'Besides, I can outrun you two chuckle heads no sweat.'

I ducked into some nearby bushes as I turned the corner and J.T and Cash just darted straight past me, peaking through the leaves, parting a couple branches with my hands I watch them look around, snickering as I watched Cash stub his toe kicking a mail box. "DAMNIT!" he yelled out, hands wrapped around his foot as he hopped on one leg. "Grhh! Geez that girl is fast!"

"Yeah." J.T agreed. "And so pretty." I sighed and shook my head with a sympathetic smile, J.T you are without a doubt the dumbest nice guy I ever met.

"Focus would ya!" Cash said hitting J.T on the back of his head. "We're tryin to clobber her not ask her out! Or have you got a crush on Tiny Tennyson all of a suddon?!"

"W-what me?! N-never! Cash you know me, bro's before ho's right?"

"Amen brother, now come on she can't have gotten far." J.T nodded and Cash lead him around the next corner to search the area near the front of the school.

Emerging from my hiding spot, I brushed the leaves and as much of the dirt as I could off of my green T-shirt and black shorts. "Phew, boy am I glad those two are dumb as a sack of hammers. Now, better go get my kit bag out of the locker room before Grandpa Max gets here."

As I headed towards the locker room, I felt so excited. Just me, Grandpa Max and the open road on a cross country summer road trip.

Oh yeah, this summer, was gonna be sweet.

A low, raspy breathing came from the regeneration tank in the centre of the medical bay, drones worked around the clock to monitor all systems, including life support, rerouting all of said life support to the tank since, as robots, they didn't exactly need to breath.

"Lord Vilgax… are you awake sir?" one of the drones asked the mutilated creature inside the tank, floating suspended with parts of its skeletal structure showing, looking like a cadaver out of an H.P. Lovecraft fever dream.

The creature opened one red eye, struggling just to breathe for a moment, then… it spoke. "Status… report." He choked out.

The drone pressed a finger to the data-pad in its hand. A transparent orange display being shown on the surface of the tank in front of the creatures face. "The ship WAS indeed destroyed, however, seconds before impact the ship's pilot jettisoned a small pod, energy signatures are a perfect match for the omnitrix."

"Where… was that capsule heading?!" as he took in a breath he broke out into a short choking fit.

"Lord Vilgax, I do not advise perusing the omnitrix, at least not until you're full recovered."

"I… Have sacrificed my body for the omnitrix 'COUGH! COUGH!'… I am not about to let the trail go cold when I can feel victory within my claws!... follow the signal, peruse the omnitrix." He took in another struggled choking breathe. "And should someone already possess it… tear it from them, with EXTREME prejudice!" his eyes narrowed as if he became enrage merely uttering the words, furious at the thought he might not be able to do it himself.

I came out of the locker room, towel around my neck and a kit bag over my shoulder, having changed out of my soccer kit I was now dressed in my favourite white T-shirt with black stripes around the collar and edge of the short sleeves, the former also having a thicker black strip going straight down the middle of the front and back.

Accompanying this I wore my sneakers instead of my cleats which were also slung over my shoulder by the laces and a pair of green baggy cargo pants.

"Now where's Grandpa Max?" I thought out loud, looking for his R.V in the parking lot. Checking my watch I saw that it was half past five, not a good sign… "Grandpa Max should've been here an hour ago." I said with a frown. "Come on big guy, where are ya." My train of thought was derailed as I suddenly got the strange sense that there was somebody behind me, turning around I saw a great shadowy figure towering over me, the sun behind him making it impossible to get a good look at him, he picked me up and slung me over his shoulder carrying me down the block. "Put me down you creep!" I yelled kicking and bashing my fists on his back. "You just wait, my Grandpa Max is gonna kick your sorry butt!"

"He sounds like serious trouble."

"Oh you better believe it tough guy, he's-" my sentence was cut off by a sudden wave of realization.

I knew that voice, in fact. I knew this shirt.

The shirt was red with an orange Hawaiian floral pattern and partnered with it were a pair of almost pure white cream coloured slacks with an old, worn, brown, leather belt. The man flung me over his shoulders again and stood me in front of him on the side walk, as he straightened up I found a familiar face smiling down at me. "Grandpa Max." I chuckled as he patted me on the head and then proceeded to scoop me up into a big bear hug.

"Jen. Oh it's been far too long pumpkin, how have you been?"

"Great." I replied as he released me. "I've been majorly excited for our camping trip."

"Me too kiddo and I just know we'll have a boat load of fun."

"Yeah me too, just you me and the old rust bucket out on the open road." I followed him down the street and around the corner to the parking lot of a library, guess all the spaces in the school parking lot were taken.

"Well now, there's been a slight change of plans kiddo."

"Huh? Whattaya mean Grandpa?" I asked as he opened the door for me so I could step into the RV.

"Well you remember your cousin Garrison right." I gave a snort and a chuckle.

"Garry? That dork? Yeah what about him?" I asked then as I sat down at the table across from the sink and Grandpa sat in the driver seat up front it hit me. "Wait, you don't mean."

"Yep, your aunt Francis and uncle Nate thought it'd be good for him to get out of the house for a couple of days so, I offered to let him come along on our little road trip."

"What?!"

"Ugh! Lost the signal again!" an annoyingly familiar voice said as I looked behind me to see my cousin Garry emerge from behind the curtain that separated the bedroom at the back of the RV holding his phone above his head.

Then his eyes narrowed as he looked down at me. I responded with more own glare of contempt and a simple. "Dork."

"Tomboy." He retorted with a smirk that made my blood boil.

"Nerd!"

"Brat!"

"Momma's boy!"

"Daddy's girl!"

"You leave my dad out of this you little!-"

"Alright now that's ENOUGH you two." Grandpa Max said sternly as he stood up before rubbing the space between his eyes. "How'd I let Francis and Carla talk me into this?" as he muttered that, the both of us hung our heads.

"Sorry Grandpa." We said in unison with equal measures of guilt in our voices.

"Alright." Grandpa Max sighed as he sat back down. "Now I know the two of you don't get along very well but maybe this is just what the two of you need to patch things up? That and help fix those bad habits of yours."

"Bad habits?" we both asked in unison again. "Hey! Stop that!... cut it out!"

"Yes bad habits." Grandpa interrupted before we could take the argument any further. "Garrison you spend far too much time on that laptop of yours, it's worrying your poor mother sick and Jennifer while I'm not saying I don't appreciate that you're a big girl and you're tough enough to take care of yourself, you need to work on that temper of yours."

"But Grandpa!" we both cried out in unison again, honestly I don't know why but we both seemed to say the same thing at the time it'd weird out and annoy the both of us the most.

"No buts… now Garrison sit down please, I wanna beat traffic and get to the campgrounds before dark."

Garry sighed. "Fine." And with about as much enthusiasm as a zombie he slumped down into his chair and started playing something on his phone.

PHEW! ok so guys this is chapter 1 of my first crack at a fanfiction... not ever but my first crack at a fanfiction in a long time and first time posting one, so please do feel free to leave feedback, i actually have a very cute RWBY fanfiction in the works so if you liked this please do stand by i'm just waiting on it to be proofread.