The Omni Wars
Sorry if this chapter sucked. I was stupid with my computer today and gave my sister a side account. My laptop is retarded, and when I did that, I lost all my files. Luckily I keep a backup disk of all my WORD files, pictures and music. I just hadn't saved all of this chapter…
Ben may seen OOC...
I also have an account on Neopets . com. Someone hacked into it, because of this stupid link. I didn't know what it would do… But, it's all good now! Hacker gone!
And then my account was frozen for falling for the scam.
Merry Christmas me. Worst Christmas meltdown ever. Technology ruined it!
And helped it. We got temporary credit cards to use for iTunes and now I have songs I never did!!!
Chapter Four: Into the Fray
"Benjamin Tennyson!" Max shouted, causing the Mechomorph to pop its head out and look at him. Max pointed at the floor in front of him. "Here. Now!"
The Mechomorph slowly floated over to his, looking down. On its chest was, indeed, the Omnitrix insignia.
"Why, Ben?" Tetrax asked, coming up to him. "I could have you arrested for attack and sabotage!"
Suddenly, another explosion alerted their attention. They turned to see the messenger bot rising onto two legs. It looked straight at them and produced a holographic image—of Ben.
"Tell them…I'll be back. With Gwen."
Then, the image vanished.
"That's why," Upgrade said, pointing at the robot as he turned back into Ben. "Gwen's gone missing; someone's taken her. I need to find her, and I need to do it alone!"
Max took a step back from the force of Ben's response.
"I'm going to save her," Ben said confidently. He turned to Tetrax. "What's more important? Saving one lone girl from an evil being, or protecting a planet that no alien likes?"
Suddenly, Tetrax pressed a button on the control console. "Galactic Armada, this is Tetrax. We have a renegade Protector, send in reinforcements to seal off Earth's quadrant."
Max sent him a glance. "Do you have to call in the Armada?"
"Yes. Protocols, you see. You understand."
"You're calling the police on me?" Ben asked, crossing his arms. "Who is the Armada? And what did you mean by 'Protector'?"
"Nothing you should be concerned about."
"But I should be. You say I'm a protector, so I should know what it is."
"Ben, you're being irrational," Max chided.
"Bull."
"You're making us seem like the bad guys!"
"Well, you're sure as hell actin' like it!"
"Ben!" Max yelled. "Language!"
"Oh, like you've never cussed before."
"That's not the point!"
"I know it's not!" Ben held out a hand as if to steady himself, and looked down. He exhaled slowly. "All that matters is if I find Gwen. I have to save her."
"You told me you didn't like her," Tetrax said slowly. "Why do you want to save her?"
"Um, excuse me," Max said, turning to the Petrosapien. "She is my granddaughter, too."
"Sorry."
"No, you're not," Ben said. "None of you are." He averted his gaze. "I don't hate Gwen. I don't want anything bad to happen to her."
"And I'll find her," he continued, looking up with a dangerous glint in his eyes. "If I have to become the bad guy to find the bad guy, so be it! Besides, whatever this…'Protector'…stuff is about, I'm sure that Gwen deserves to be one as much as I do. More than I do, in fact. If it weren't for the Omnitrix, I'd be nothing." He pointed accusingly at Tetrax. "You aliens sent this thing down here!" he said, gripping the Omnitrix on his wrist. He slowly began to back into one of the hallways, Tetrax and Max following. "This is all your fault! If it wasn't for you, I could live a normal life, and Gwen wouldn't be on Death's door right not, damnit!"
Max gaped. This didn't sound like Ben.
"Ben, the galaxy is in the midst of an intergalactic war," Max said. "And Earth is the grand prize. Do you know why?"
"We have awesome ice cream?" Ben asked.
"The Omnitrix. Whoever controls Earth controls you."
"I'm still going," Ben said confidently. "I'll find whoever has Gwen, and save her and come back to protect Earth."
"It's war, Ben!" Tetrax intervened.
"Then I'm going into the fray."
"And just how long will that take?" Tetrax asked.
"And how do you know you'll save Gwen?" Max asked softly.
"All I want is Gwen home," Ben said softly, noting Max's expression. "I don't care how long it takes. I have to." He turned to Tetrax. "According to Upgrade, you have a sleek fighter ship called the Diamond Aura, from your home planet. Upgrade approves, so where is the ship?"
"Ben, this isn't like you to actually care about Gwen…" Max said.
"And you don't, Grandpa? Did I imagine that first summer when I got the Omnitrix and Gwen got magical powers?"
Silence.
Tetrax lifted up his arms and hands, crystals materializing and shooting at Ben. He yelped as he was thrown backwards and pinned to the far wall.
"Okay, that's it!" Ben said. "No more 'Mister Nice Guy'!"
Suddenly, with a green flash, he was Fourarms, breaking through the crystal and grabbing Tetrax by the front of his uniform. "Where is that ship??"
Tetrax swallowed, knowing better than to make Ben mad. "In the docking bay, left side."
Fourarms nodded. With that, he ran off, to the docking bay. Max looked to Tetrax and slapped him, not too hard.
Suddenly, there was a green flash. Max, Tetrax and Gluto ran after Ben. They found him in the docking bay as Ditto, with ten copies of himself standing back-to-back, surrounded by about thirty-five or forty aliens in official-looking outfits.
"This must be the Armada," one of the clones said calmly.
"Not the tough-looking, are they?" another one said, poking one of the weapons an alien held that would be the equivalent of a nightstick.
"I'm so scared," yet another said.
"Save me," another clone said, sounding bored, lifting up his index finger and swirling it around in the air, like, 'Whoop-de-freakin'-doo'.
Then, there was a thousand Dittos, like a wave of them, crashing into the Armada members present, knocking all of the aliens into unconsciousness.
"Whoo!" the first Ditto clone cheered.
"We did it!"
"Look what I got!" One of them held up one of the nightstick-like weapons. He peered at it. "Ah, cool, it's like a gun!"
"Let me see!" all the clones—as there were only ten again, now—gathered around and looked at the weapon.
"It is a gun!"
"Aliens don't use guns."
"Laser then."
"What if they don't use lasers?"
"Oh, come on! We watch the Sci-Fi channel!"
Suddenly, the nightstick backfired and shot at the ground, with red lasers, leaving holes and scorch marks. The Ditto clones dropped the stick and seemingly danced away, trying to avoid the laser blasts.
"This is all your fault!"
"My fault! We're the same!"
"It's still your fault!"
"Shut up you two!"
"I will not!"
"Get in the ship!"
"Make me!"
"Get in the damn ship!"
The Dittos' voiced trailed off as Max and Tetrax guessed they got into the ship they wanted.
And the ship took off. It was a soft blue metal, but strong. The jets fired up, and it flew over all of the boxes that were in the cargo bay.
Right towards the door.
"They're on a collision course!" Max yelled. "Tetrax, Gluto, open the door!"
"Do not open the door," Tetrax ordered, holding his ground.
For those of you who are saying, 'Ben sounded OOC, no!', or 'No way would Ben wanna save Gwen!', listen to this. If you were Ben, you'd actually wanna save Gwen. Even though they hate each other, they're still family. And Ben just wants to goof off in space.
His choice. Moron.