Chapter 2! :D As much as I hate to put this upon my readers, this is more or less a descriptive chapter of what the aliens look like. That way it'll be done and over with, and we'll resume with the next chapters. (I plan to draw what they will look like, but in the meantime, leave that to your imaginations ^^)
I do not own Ben 10.
"But that's not possible!" Ben said. He, Gwen, Kevin, and the ten people claiming to be his alien forms gathered in the mostly deserted parking lot of Mr. Smoothie. Normally something like this would be better left with the authorities…but if they were telling the truth, it would be better to have them come along than have them all locked up in the psych ward.
"It is! Somehow…I don't know how…" Swampfire sighed.
"But you're all just pieces of DNA in the Omnitrix! There's no way you guys could be alive, let alone be human." Ben argued.
"Indeed, and yet somehow our individual genetic codes have been rewritten to assume those of a Homo Sapien's, therefore trapping us in these horrid human forms." Brainstorm concluded. He stood out the most among the other aliens-turned humans, looking rather aged – save for the neat crop of sandy orange hair - and was dressed as your standard college professor. "It is unknown how, but even one who lacks intellect can deduce that it had to do with the automaton's electrical feedback."
Ben could only make out part of what his intellectually fit form was trying to say. Really, he was distracted by all of his aliens standing before him.
There was no mistake picking out Humungosaur from the rest. Even as a human, he was a pretty big guy. To anyone else, he probably would've looked like he worked out for several hours everyday in a gym. He had a simple tan-ish t-shirt and jeans. He had short, light brown hair and brown eyes, complementing his previous form.
Hung over his shoulder was Echo Echo. Somehow it was fitting that he was a kid. Ever since his transformation, he still talked very loudly. Everything about his was white and pale grey, right down to his scruffy hair and glazed-over eyes, bored from hearing Brainstorm talking.
Spidermonkey, on the other hand, kept himself busy in the meantime. He seemed to refuse standing upright, remaining in his simian crouched position, watching everyone with his bugged-out golden eyes. Making a game of hopping from table to table, he was still quite agile, but he missed having his extra arms and tail. His blue hair matched the blue-themed clothing he'd appeared in.
Jetray and Big Chill were seated at the same table, and both were acting paranoid of their surroundings. Jetray had become a short, oddly scrawny looking teen, in bright red jacket and shorts. Like Swampfire's, his hair was also a mix of red and blonde. His electric green eyes darted worriedly around his environment, as if looking for any danger around.
Big Chill, on the other hand, easily looked different from the previously Aerophibian. To the average passerby, he looked like an everyday goth: dark hair, black and royal blue clothing, tall and slender. The only thing that would have attracted said passerby's attention would've certainly been the cold, ice-blue eyes under his hood. Rather than looking scared, like Jetray, he looked rather suspicious of his surroundings.
Goop and Chromastone were seated with Swampfire. They would've looked like twins, had it not been for their respective color schemes. Both were tall, lanky, and probably looked a lot like college kids. Chromastone donned layered dark purple t-shirts and skinny jeans, and had a spiky mess of pink hair to top it off. Goop had a green shirt, dark green cargo pants, and terribly messy (and unwashed looking) dark blonde hair.
But to top them all off was, lo and behold, Alien X. He kept himself preoccupied by laying on his back on a table, hands tucked behind his head, and staring up at the clouds floating by in the sky. He was quite a surprise to Ben…for one, he could move and talk on his own (with a voice very similar to Ben's), and two, he seemed to be interested in just about anything within eyesight. Matching his old form was a simple black jacket over a white t-shirt and black pants. Bright green eyes continued staring up at the sky, drowning out Brainstorm's chatter.
"Sooo…you guys are stuck that way?" Ben attempted to translate. "No powers? No alien parts? Nothing at all?"
"Nothing except faint memories." Jetray observed. "I remember certain things…but not everything…I think they're memories from when Ben used our physical forms with the Omnitrix."
"Hm, that is quite plausible. I, too, recall only certain memories. Considering our forms only pertain to when Benjamin here transforms, we only have memories of what he sees." Brainstorm concluded.
"That…still doesn't make any sense." Ben admitted.
"What are we supposed to do with them now?" Kevin asked, also eluded.
"Put them back in the Omnitrix?" Ben said retorted. Seemed simple enough to him, and it was a total bummer to only have about three aliens to transform into left in the Omnitrix!
"What, by shoving them back in? Knowing Galvan technology, you can't just beam them back into your Omnitrix."
"Your ruffian friend is correct. It would be a difficult operation." Brainstorm said flatly.
Spidermonky leapt off a table. "So now what?" he asked in a hyper tone. "We stay? CAN we stay? Please?" He flashed a goofy, wide-toothed grin. If he still had a tail, it'd be whipping around excitedly. The idea of exploring an entirely new planet, one that didn't involve hopping from treetop to treetop to avoid being eaten on a daily basis, was absolutely fantastic.
"Um, I guess you can…" Ben said.
"With you?" A random but completely innocent question.
"Me? I can't babysit ALL of you!" Ben protested.
"But we can't leave them to wander around either." Gwen argued. She lowered her voice out of earshot of the aliens. "We've seen what happens when one of your forms gets out of control and leaves the Omnitrix. What if one of them goes berserk and gets caught?"
Ben sighed. "True…" He thought it over for a second, before his face lit up. "I've got it! It's a long shot, but it might just work!"
"A sleepover?" Sandra Tennyson asked, puzzled. "Benjamin, aren't you a little old for sleepovers?"
"It's not a sleepover, it's…well…" Ben struggled for an answer. Okay, maybe this plan wasn't so well thought out. Sure, his parents know about his powers and his missions, but how would they believe the ten young men crowded behind him were aliens-turned-humans? "It's…part of my school's student exchange program! Yeah!"
The group of aliens weren't quite sure what he was describing to his parents, but apparently if it worked, they'd have a place to stay away from prying eyes.
"And as part of that program, I thought maybe we could go camping with Grandpa Max! You know, like I did as a kid? Just for the weekend?"
"Hmm…Well, I don't know…" Carl Tennyson said, rubbing his chin. It seemed pretty odd that neither he nor his wife had gotten any notice about this program. That, and he was a little suspicious about these new students. "If these are students, who's the gentleman with you?"
Ben gulped, looking back at the equally surprised Brainstorm. "Er, he's…" he motioned for the Cerebrocrustacean to come forward (even if Brainstorm walked funny. He was still getting used to walking on two legs) "He's the teacher leading the program, Mr. …Storm! Yeah!"
"Oh, Mr. Storm is it?" Sandra said. "Nice to meet you!" She said, shaking his hand. Apparently human hands would take some getting used to as well.
"You sure you can handle this many kids?" Ben's dad asked.
"Ah, to the extent of my capabilities to withstand whatever it activities human adolescents partake in?" Brainstorm answered nervously.
Ben intervened, taking the intellectual alien by the arm and dragging him off. "Well, gotta go! See you guys on Sunday night! Love you both and all of that!"
"Sandra," Ben's dad asked, watching the teenagers make a quick departure. "Do you think Ben's hanging out with the wrong crowd?"
I'm sure you have a few questions in mind.
Why are the aliens all boys?
To make it less confusing (*cough*I'mavoidingtheshippers*cough*)
How did they become human?
That will be revealed later X3
What about the clothes?
Ditto.
You have no idea what you're doing, do you?
Absolutely none :3
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