There was a Transylian sitting on the couch place. And it was a big one.
It had short black hair, which extended to his face to make sideburns. It had giant green conductors on its back, and large copper bolts on his arms, shoulders and belt. He wore green gauntlets and a belt, which was also green. On his bare chest there was a logo that looked like a green circle with 2 black triangles on the sides. From it 3 scars were protruding. He had black pants that were connected to his boots, which had copper soles. And he was strong. Even for Transylian standards he was very muscular. His hands were huge, and he was very tall. If he stood up he would have hit his head on the ceiling. But that was not the problem.
The problem was that this powerful Transylian man was a disguised alien boy just a few moments ago.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" yelled Lhumin. Moxy stared at the new Transylian, wondering if this was real or if she was still sleeping. Viktoria grabbed her sister who had been sitting next to him, and said sister looked at him with big, surprised eyes. Ahf-Ryght had grabbed the first thing in reach to use as a weapon to defend her and friends. Which happened to be a decorative plant. In short, everyone was shocked.
Including the boy turned Transylian.
"Whoa, what's going on? Why are you looking at me like that?" He tried to stand, and hit the ceiling."OW! My head! Wait… Why are you smaller?" He looked at his hands and realized that he had grown! And his voice was different, and so were his clothes! He felt different too. Stronger and heavier. But most of all, he felt different.
And yet it felt familiar. Like he had done this before, and a lot of times too. It felt like he was welcoming a part of him back into his mind, or maybe it was vice versa. Ben didn't really know, and didn't really care. It just felt right to him.
But that was short-lived when he realized his new friends were in quite the panic. "Whoa guys, easy! It's me, okay? Calm down!" When that didn't help, Ben decided to simply scoop them up. Made sense to him, just hold them until they're tired of struggling. You can't panic when you're tired!
It took a lot longer than Ben expected, for Lhumin at least. The others had calmed down after a few minutes when they caught on that the big hug was not going to crush them into a bloody pulp, and were now trying to get comfortable in Ben's arms. That was 2 hours ago, and Lhumin was the only one that hadn't stopped screaming. It was funny for a while, but now everyone just wanted him to shut up.
"OH PUT A SOCK IN IT!" yelled a particularly agitated Ectonurite, and she proceeded to slap him hard in the face. This seemed to do the trick as the boy had finally stopped. Since everyone was now calm and collected enough for Ben's liking, he gently put them down on the couch.
"Man… What happened to you? You're a Transylian!" said Lhumin. "I'm not really sure. It just'happened." Said Ben. Suddenly Moxy spoke up:"I think it was because of your watch." "My watch?" "" Yeah, see that thing on your chest? It is the same logo." Moxy was very observant, and had noticed that both the watch and the logo had the same symbol on them.
"Oh wow! I knew it had cool stuff on it!" said an exited Viktoria. She explained that before Ben transformed, she had been messing with a dial full of aliens she had never seen. She had stopped on the Transylian one because she was one herself and thought it was cool her species was on it too.
"But what do we do now? I know it seems tempting to keep you like this, but unfortunately you look a bit too much like one of the Ecto-Lords henchmen." "Really?" asked Ben. He wondered if there was a connection, but Beatrice had kept talking, so he dismissed it for now. "Yes, although we haven't seen him for a while, it would be best not to get unwanted attention. We need to fix this."
Almost like a machine, Ben's arm rose to the symbol. Yet again he felt like he had done this a million times before. And when he pressed down on it, the others yelped in surprise as the room lit up in green light again. When it died down, the Transylian man was once again a disguised boy. But before anyone could speak, a new, robotic voice sounded in the room. "Voice recognition necessary. Please speak up now." Puzzled by this new feature of his watch, the boy said "Uh…Hi?"
"Voice recognized. Thank you Ben Tennyson."
