Chapter Two: Fight Night

Story Disclaimer: I do not own Ben 10 or any of its related characters. Really? Yeah.

Story Claimer: All of the events and occurences of this story are not my property. They are, somehow, the property of my alter-ego who knows how to access my account.

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Alrighty, chapter two! Not as many folks reviewed, but I'll live (somehow).

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The ten-year-old continued to curse in his head as the mutated excuse for a human continued to throw insults at him.

Goo encased the previously mentioned as a sticky glue, adhering the boy to the dark, damp warehouse wall. A deep, nasty voice burbled in front of him. Needless to say, the creature was ugly beyond description. The amalgamation of alien had driven the teenager occupying the body borderline insane and fully angry.

It was just Ben Tennyson's luck that Kevin, the egomaniac New-Yorker transformed into a power-hungry, idiotic, alien had found a wormhole through space. It was also surely a coincidence that it opened up on Earth and not on Pluto.

Ben, brought back to the real world and, unfortunately, to the disfigured face that was now talking to him. "What now, loser? Huh! HA!" The ten-year-old spat into his alien-goo-gag, reminding the idiot in front of him (albeit sarcastically) of his inability to talk. He also spotted a red, flower print shirt swoop behind a series of boxes in the corner of the room.

Kevin continued to talk, obviously evident of his ignored intimidation. "Well, dork, revenge is now mine!" A ball of flame flew in his direction, and that was the end.

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Orbiting Ship, Beta Zintura, Quadrant Three, Sector R, Solar System 7.42, Outer Space

The purple-haired alien spat into a microphone perched on his head, "It was activated! Planet Earth, Western Hemisphere. Send the program now."

A man across the room tapped a few keys and pressed a button and grinned. "Executed." The man began to giggle like a manic.

A call was heard from across the room. "Nerd!"

With the speediness of a brand new satellite, a string of data was sent flying down onto Earth. Somewhere in the continental United States. In the center. Through a warehouse roof.

The odd satellite feed and disappeared into a small emerging logo on the back of a small, gray beast. The logo, unlike its usual appearance, glowed orange.

Minutes later the fight was over as Max Tennyson fired a bizarre weapon at the monster.

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Sweat dripping dramatically from his brow, Ben sat bolt upright, screaming in a terrified manner. The machine on his arm glowed orange like a childish night-light, and panting ensued.

And that is where is all began.

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Chappie Two done! R&R now and tell me how it is. Have a good day!

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