Never Ending Torture
Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10. A shame…
A.N.: Another Albedo story.
Rated: T
Warning(s): Spoilers!
Nothing's mine anymore. I don't own anything…not even my body is mine. Just a copy of Ben's…. My brain doesn't even do as I order anymore. I'm less smart than I once was. I'm impulsive…doing things without even thinking first. I'm a disgusting and annoying human. I'm becoming childish and arrogant. I'm changing into something else. I don't know when I last saw Azmuth or any of my friends or family.
Worse of all if I can't do anything about the situation I'm stuck in. I've recently thought about what would happen even if I could be a Galvan again. I would have to get used to it. I wouldn't think like I normally would. Actually, this is normal thinking now…I don't even remember being any smarter than this. I don't remember doing anything other than this.
I'm just running to Ben, running from Ben, never getting any of the Omnitrixs. How long has it been since this started? Five years…? Ben was twenty-something now. I'm…who knows. I still look like I'm ten from the last time Azmuth, Ben and I got into a fight. Would they eventually change me into a five-year-old? How far would this madness go? How can I get out of this?
I feel as if I'm running on a long treadmill machine, never finding the end and I can't turn to look at my past or I'll get hurt…. I'm stuck. I just want a way out of this…. Maybe I'll find a way out…eventually. Until then I'd better keep running. That's all there is to do. Just run….
Guess I just wanted to write something about him and his…messed up life. Please review.