DISCLAIMER! I DO NOT OWN THE SECRET SATURDAYS OR ANY VERSION OF BEN10! ALL RIGHT GO TO RESPECTED OWNERS! THIS FANFIC IGNORES THE EXISTANCE OF OMNIVERSE- never watched and i don't like the art :(


As Gwen and Ben got into Ben's car he reached for his phone.

"Who are ou calling?"

"Well, we might aswell get everyone we know on board with this if we want to find them."

"Let me guess, Grandpa Max?"

But ben was already listening to the waiting tone on his cell.

"Hi, Ben, how are ya?" came a cheerful reply from the other end of the line.

"Hi Grandpa. I'm fine, Gwen is here too." he paused, "Listen..." Ben paused, he was litening in on some background noise, "Who or what is that?"

"I have no idea, atlest it seems friendly..."

"Where re you? We're comming over"


The opened his eyes to the plain ceiling above him. His body felt sore all over. What happened? He tried to reach for the claw but only felt an empty spave beside himself. What? He sat up straight and looked around. Clean white walls, straight walls, no bean bangs, no photographs. He felt a chll down his spine he felt something inside him scream in fear. He knew it was okay, aslong as mom and dad find him or he finds away to contact them. But something inside him whailed and cried out in pain.

"He's awake!" The nurse that peeped into the room shouted down the corridor. "Goodness!"

Confused by the moment he stared blankly at the frail looking woman. Honestly, he expected someone bulkier for the job.

"How do you feel? Are you hurt anywhere? What's your name? Where do you come from? Where is your family?" The questions showered down one after another.

Zack stared. How was he supposed to handle this situation?


As Ben stepped out of the car, he watched a peculiar scene. A five foot gorilla-cat was sitting at thetable adding sugar to a cup of tea.

"So this is Fiskerton?"

The beast turned its head, huge wide eyes tared drectly at them. "Buzibuaza?" he said pointing to himself.

"You know what he is?" asked Grandpa Max

"More like who" said Gwen as she turned to Fisk, "Are you Aquainted with Doc Saturday?"

Fiskerton nodded.

"Well, we might aswell get him back" said Ben.

"I guess so, but he will so not fit in your car."

"You could just pull up the old rust me, he will be fine."