I don't own any Ben 10 characters, nor do I claim. You could make an entire hundred chapter collection for these and title it "My Ugly Monster Mary Sue Is The Best Ever, Better Than All The Rest." But you won't. So neither will I.
D'Void aimlessly roamed the streets of Bellwood, one of the first places anyone would think to conquer when they were initially planning to take over the world. Not Washington or the capitals, the White House, the UN, or anything else like that. It's not just the only canon location I know of beyond the Null Void, I swear. I really do watch the show. Even though I don't know jack shit about it and keep providing endless evidence of such on a weekly basis. He pranced about like a big silly dork.
"We're gonna conquer the world! I'm making more references to Voided," he sang.
His Null Guardians attacked random passerbys on the streets. His terrible ever present Mary Sue baby-thing tried to eat a random kitty cat. Aww. D'Void swooned and nearly fainted, placing a hand to his forehead.
"NOT THE CUTE LITTLE KITTAH!" he cried. He scooped up the kitty witty and held it away from his precious cute baby's hideous gaping maw. He pet its soft cream-colored fur. "No, we don't eat kitties. That's just plain wrong, and no one should do it! EVER!"
She squealed at him while puking up acidic bile that burned the cement below.
"It's not like I give a fuck about the food chain," D'Void explained. "It's not like I sat and watched my mutant frog lap up a fucking squirrel during It's Not Easy Being Gwen without so much as batting an eye. It's not like I'm a ruthless, careless, single-mindedly focused on my own goals kind of delightful asshole, or anything. It's not like I allowed four fucking seasons worth of mutated animals to fight my battles for me and get themselves beaten, eaten, crushed by heavy shelving units, blown up, smashed, mauled, knocked around, knocked out, electrocuted, flash frozen, nearly drowned, gassed with toxic substances, ACTUALLY DISINTEGRATED AND KILLED ONSCREEN, and everything else while not showing a lick of concern over them or their well-being. No, I LOVE ALL ANIMALS DEVOUTLY! Like every soggy-pantied mischaracterization loving weeaboo just so happens to aggressively re-characterize me as when they make a Mary Sue dedicated towards me. Or my hair, I should say. God forbid anyone love me for my vile personality as it is. We're going to continue to ignore all that rigidly canon based evidence and go on calling me a fluffy huggy cutesy animal wuver who sometimes does the EVIL, but then cries a lot like a sad, delicate little uke. Okay, then! Ho hum! Whatever. I'm cool. Let us move on!"
He let out a quite loud fart. He set the precious kittles back down in front of his baby-monster.
The Mary Sue baby-thing picked up the kitten and CUDDLED it very CUTEISHLY within its slimy tentacles and cooed at it, like a CUTE BABY. She fell sleep with it instead of devouring it in one bite. It's cute, dagnabit dangit. Illogical and cute.
That's all the story wanted you to take away from it. Not the absurdity of it all, just the cuddle-woodle doo-doo misplaced fluffy FEELZ. Enjoy.
If you don't, you're a jerk who doesn't even watch the show! You hypocrite!
The END