Okay so this is something new. I've been in this rut and I haven't written anything for a while. So this is what came out. I hope you like it. And please pardon any OOCness. I guess that its supposed to be part of the Ben 10K universe.

DISCLAIMER: i DO NOT OWN BEN 10.

Everyone knew his name and what he was know for.

"Hey you hear what he did." The slug-like alien whispered to his rodent friend next to him quietly not wanting to draw any attention from those seated around.

"Who?"

"Who do you think?" He replied. The friend understood, the expression on his face made it obvious.

"So what is it this time?" The rodent asked in a low voice.

"I heard that he killed some four guys yesterday."

"Four, that's not a lot." He countered, even when his face showed the opposite.

"They were plumbers." The slug continued.

"Four plumbers."

"Really, I heard that it was more like ten plumbers and some 15 civilians." A third voice added in. Both friends looked to see a cloaked figure seated across from them. "But truthfully I wouldn't be surprised if it were more." He continued, while pulling the hood off to reveal his grey wrinkled skin and glowing yellow eyes.

"Ten." Both aliens gulped.

"That's a new record for him." A fourth voice interjected.

Suddenly, the private conversation that had started between two spread throughout the dark smoky bar, one after another each alien added in what they had heard about him, whether it was that he killed 20 plumbers or that he was out to seek revenge. But no one dared mention his name, it wasn't necessary; they all knew who he was.

For those who didn't, he made sure they did even if it was the last thing they ever found out.

"What is this? Do you think I'm stupid?" The tall angered man asked after examining the crates filled with supposed level 15 tech.

"What do you mean?" The owner of the tech asked.

Turing around to face him, the dark haired man took some of the contents of the crates and threw it against the wall, causing it to break into pieces.

"Hey man, watch the merchandise. If you don't want it just say so." The dealer took a second to observe his client's face, he wasn't happy. "Okay so it's not the promised level 15, but it's the best I got. Cut me some slack."

His unhappy customer stepped closer, his fury evident. "Cut you some slack." He took another step. "Do you know who I am?" He barked.

"Look I really don't care. Do you want the tech or not?"

With one more step, the enraged man's body was consumed by an amalgamation of different parts. The dealer realized that it wasn't going to work out in his favor. Quickly he turned and began to run, but it was no use.

The beast picked him up and threw him against the wall just as he had earlier to the tech. "I think it's time you learn who to mess with." The rough, metallic voice yelled.

In a poor attempt, the dealer tried to get up, and save himself. "Look just take the tech, we'll call it even."

All he got in reply was low snicker.

"Look I'm sorry I don't know who you are. Just let me go." He begged.

A wicked smile spread across his tormenter's face. He took a step closer and picked him up once again only to slam the semi-conscious goner against the wall repeatedly over and over.

Between a groan from the victim and a punch to his face, the attacker growled, "I'm fucking Kevin Eleven."

At times he seemed almost unstoppable; his tactics were cruel and inhuman.

"Watch out behind you." The concern was directed towards whoever heard it.

The city was under attack by who else then the infamous Kevin Eleven. Plumbers from the nearest bases had come to help, but it made no difference. They shot, fired, and punched, but Kevin always seemed to come out of the debris and smoke untouched not a scratch was able to afflict his body.

"Call for backup." Ben ordered. Everything had started out bad when Ben, who always made it his job to take on Kevin, had arrived late. Most of the damage had already been done and to make matters worse the Omnitrix didn't seem to want to cooperate very well.

For a moment it almost seemed that Kevin had finally won. Plumbers were hurt, wounded, and possibly dead. The city was burning down to the ground only to be left in ruins. Taking a moment to take in his surrounding, Ben looked around for Kevin. He had been right in front of him seconds ago, ready to attack when he disappeared.

That's when it all clicked in Ben's head; Kevin always had some motive for his action even if it was the most insignificant thing. When it came to messing with Kevin there was always some price to pay.

"I know where he's headed." Ben spoke into his badge before transforming into XLR8. Now he just needed to get there before Kevin did. When he arrived the small home was burning and falling apart just like the rest of the city. Ben had been there the prior week, as a bearer of bad news he had to tell a now widowed woman and her now fatherless newborn that her husband had been found dead after a tech deal gone bad.

As he searched, Ben could hear the thrashing and growling coming from the back of the house, from the man seeking revenge. He rushed in to room to find what looking for, both Kevin and the woman.

"Your smart Tennyson, but it seems you're a bit late." Kevin smirked, picking up the helpless woman along with the crying infant in her arms. Wasting no time, Ben went from XLR8 to Fourarns and charged at Kevin.

Managing to knock him down temporarily, Ben scrabbled to grab the woman, as he dashed to the nearest way out.

As he raced away to safety Ben heard another growl, "You'll pay for this Tennyson."

But everyone has their weakness, their breaking point, the one thing that can tear them apart.

To most it seemed like Kevin didn't even have one, but for those few who knew what it was, they never hesitated to use it against him.

"So what'll it be Levin, the safety of this pathetic girl or your life." What had started as a simple tech deal turned against Kevin, when the dealer pulled out an unconscious woman, tied up and beaten. Only after Kevin decided he didn't like what was up for the trade.

"Does it look like I care?" Kevin snarled. When in reality it was driving him mad, to see the only person he actually cared for in the state that she was.

"Really? The word around here is this little human is something you care about. Or am I wrong?" The dealer laughed. He knew he was right.

Even though Kevin wouldn't admit it, it was true. That one woman could have her way with him, she brought out a side that no one else could.

With a caress from her Kevin would go from being dark, evil and strong to an ordinary feeble man filled with lust and an uncontrollable need for her.

Simple words like, "I love you," or even the mention of his name that came from her mouth were enough to melt him. They meant the world to him. The same way she did.

"Let her go." Kevin barked. He was letting it happen, allowing himself to be defeated.

"You here this," the dealer told his minions, "Kevin Eleven is giving up."

Only after she was taken away to supposed safety did Kevin allow himself to walk towards his defeat, his head held low. His ears filled with the laughter of the dealer, who thought he had won. Infuriated, he kept walking, continuing with his façade, only to strike at the dealer with full force. He wouldn't go down that easily, not without a fight.

She was the one thing that could bring him down and send him crashing. His one weakness, Gwen Tennyson.

Okay. So what did you think. I was going for a juxtapostion of the dark, evil, and strong Kevin to a weaker, vulnerable one. I hope that I was able to show that. If not i tried my best.

Anyways this chapter is part of an eleven part story/one-shots. This one is One Weakness, the next one will be Two _____. Try to guess.

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