Hey everyone, this is my second fanfic and it is supposed to be part of a series of drabbles, but it could stand alone. If i decide to make it a part of that series i will change the title and summary.
i wanted to post somethig fast so this is only one part of the story.
Disclaimer:I don't own Ben 10, it belongs to Man of Action and associates, who created this show.
Enjoy reading and please review.
Ben suddenly leaned on one of the hallways of Plummer HQ. He put his entire wait on the wall, he felt dizzy all of a sudden. He closed his eyes to try and stabilize himself.
Ben was taking a walk to alleviate boredom when all of a sudden; he was hit with this dizzy spell. He opened his eyes, his vision had stopped spinning. He slowly, cautiously pushed himself off the wall, making sure not to move too fast so as to not tempt another wave of dizziness.
'What just happened?' he wonders. It wasn't as like he was feeling particularly ill, though, he wasn't feeling particularly well either. Perhaps he was just exhausted.
An hour later we find Ben and Rook in the Undertown fighting a group of people trying to rob a store. And it just happened to be Mr. Bauman's store.
Ben sighed, he was in no mood to get yelled at today, he decided to wrap this up quickly.
After a quick wise-crack and a small battle later, Ben stands to the side, only half-listening to Mr. Bauman's complains about the damage done to his store as Rook and another pair of Plummers take the robbers into custody. Ben had done his best to keep the damage to a minimum, but the robbers just kept trashing stuff. Ben can't be held responsible for that.
A wave of dizziness hit him, this time much stronger than before.
"Mr. Bauman …" he called out tentatively , reminiscent of the time he was a child. "I don't feel so good…"
With that small sentence he felt himself falling, as his vision faded to black, the last thing he saw was Mr. Bauman's surprised and slightly worried face.
Rook made sure the prisoners were secure before he went to save Ben from Mr. Bauman's wrath. He entered the shop just in time to witness his partner collapse mid-conversation. Rook sprinted to catch Ben, but he was too far. Ben would hit the ground. Just then, Mr. Bauman moved and caught Ben's lithe form in his own arms. Rook arrived as Mr. Bauman laid the unconscious teen on his back.
Mr. Bauman lightly slapped Ben's cheek and called to him, "Ben? Ben, wake up."
Rook kneeled beside the pair, he hurriedly checked Ben over. Nothing seemed to be wrong with him, he was not wounded, Rook then checked Ben's pulse rate, it was low, very low.
"You need to take him to a hospital." He looked at Mr. Bauman, "The last time Ben fainted, he needed a blood transfusion."
Rook's eyes widened, blood transfusion? Ben might need one? "Last time? This happens often?"
"Kind of, Ben has anemia." Mr. Bauman explained grimly, "You need to get him to a hospital fast."
Rook nodded and picked Ben up bridal style and carefully, but urgently carried him to the Proto-Truk. He securely strapped Benin the passenger seat and hurriedly sped off to the HQ, making a call to get a stretcher and the med-bay ready.