Chapter 9: Rejection

I Don't Own Ben 10 Or Any Of The Characters

A/N: Hello and welcome to chapter 9! I hope all of you have been enjoying the story so far, because this chapter is going to be a little serious. For Ben in this chapter, there will be a little more drama added to his daily life. He will not be getting the intended reaction from Gwen that he hoped he would get after kissing her. She's not going to be mad, ashamed of Ben or anything, you really have to just read to find out what's going to happen. So, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Anyways, let's get into it!

Ben

I continued to hold Gwen against me as I kissed her. She didn't kiss me back. Well, she didn't kiss me back right away. But eventually, she did give in and she began to kiss me back. It wasn't exactly a pashion-filled kiss. I don't know what it was. When I look back on it, I realize that I had no idea what I was doing.

We didn't kiss for long, no more than minute, maybe just for thirty seconds. I eventually pulled away from Gwen, letting go of her arms as well. I backed away from Gwen, leaving her with a look of shock on her face.

"Um, thanks?" Gwen asked. "But why?"

"Because I love you, Gwen." I said.

"Yeah, I know. I got that feeling when you kissed me." Gwen said. "There's just one problem here, Ben."

"Yeah, what's the problem?" I asked.

"Oh, boy." Gwen whispered. "There's another guy."

I just stood there, staring at Gwen in shock. And trying to process what she had just said. Eventually what she had said clicked with me.

"Of course there's another guy." I whispered.

"Of course there's another guy!" I yelled angrily, as I punched the wall with my injured hand, as hard as I could.

"Agh! Shit!" I exclaimed, as I felt pain course through my bandaged hand. I gripped my hand with my other hand, but that didn't lessen the pain.

"Ben! Are you alright?!" Gwen asked, as she rushed over to me, putting her hand on my shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" I exclaimed in deeper voice, as I pulled away from her grip.

Who? Who has won Gwen's heart? My Gwen. My Gwen! Not his!

I turned to look at Gwen, who looked scared.

"Who? Who's the other guy?" I asked, as I stepped up to her.

"Alien Guy. It's Alien Guy." Gwen said. "The vigilante."

I almost started laughing. I almost smiled, too. But I didn't.

Of course it's Alien Guy. Of course it's my alter ego that she's in love with. I should have known. She practically confirmed it herself! I could just tell her that I am him. But, no. She couldn't live that life of having to keep my secret and she wouldn't believe me either.

"Gwen, don't you realize I would do anything for you? I would go through hell and back for you!" I said. "All of the things I've done for you and you can't realize that?"

Gwen simply smiled. "Of course, I realize that, Doofus. And I appreciate that." she said.

"Why do you think I do all of these things for you, Gwen?" I asked.

"Um, because we're cousins?" Gwen asked.

"No, Dweeb. Because I-I-" I cut myself off as I sighed, preparing myself for what I would say next. "Gwen, I love you. I'm in love with you. I don't know how long it took for me to realize it, but I finally did. I love you, Gwen."

Gwen smiled a sort of sad smile. "You're in denial, Doofus. You aren't in love with me." she said. "I don't know how to say it. You just wish you were him."

You just wish you were him, you just wish you were him, you just wish you were him.

I began to have flashes of those awful memories in my head, the day after Kai and I broke up, I saw her with another guy. And that's exactly what she said when I asked to get back together. You just wish you were him. That's actually how I ended up finding the alien watch.

I was depressed for a while after all of that conflict with Kai and one night in November, I went for a walk in the woods behind my house. And wouldn't you know it, that's where I found the alien watch, in a crash site in the woods! And thus, a month or so later, Alien Guy was born! I swore to dedicate my spare time to use the power to fight crime!

"Ben?" Gwen asked, sounding concerned.

I looked back up at her, still very angry.

"Yeah, you're right," I said, as I turned and walked down the hall to my room. "I do wish that I was him."

I walked into my room, slipped my shoes on, clipped my key ring to my jeans, grabbed my walled, slipping it into my back pocket and put my jacket on. I walked back out of my room and walked right past Gwen.

"If you thing I'm going to let you out of this house, with possibly two broken knuckles, you can-" Gwen started to speak, as I heard her follow me, but I cut her off.

"Watch me." I said, as I opened the door and walked out.

I didn't even bother to close the door, as I walked for my bike. I got onto it, and pedaled away into the early evening.

Six Hours Earlier...

"You mentioned that Animo was a biological terrorist. What does that mean?" I asked.

"It started back in the late seventies with Animo. He wasn't known by that name back then." Grandpa Max replied. "A young man name Aloysius James Animo was put onto a scientific research team."

I leaned forward.

"Animo was a scientist? Seriously?" I asked.

"Seriously. Dr. Animo was on a research team, trying to rewrite the human genome. They were trying to make a serum that would create super soldiers." Grandpa Max replied. "Early into the eighties, maybe 1982, he was the first one to create a serum. The rest of the team insisted that he handed it over so they could test it on lab rats, but, no. He had to himself."

"What happened?" I asked.

"He went and tested it on himself. The serum made him stronger, faster, smarter. But it came with a cost. Animo quickly lost his sanity." Grandpa Max replied.

"That doesn't surprise me." I said.

"It shouldn't." Grandpa Max said. "Anyway, his insanity made him easier to pick off. So he was quickly put behind bars. The bars of the Null Void that is."

"What's the Null Void?" I asked.

Six And A Half Hours Later...

After leaving the house, I stopped by a gas station and picked up a twelve pack of Coca-Cola. If you could drink yourself to death with Coca-Cola, then that's what I planned to do tonight. After that, I pedaled down to the Club House.

Once I got in, I turned all of the lights in the place on and closed the door behind me and locked it. I'm glad I got into the Club House when I did, because it was beginning to rain and thunder outside.

I might've forgot to mention that we also had a mini fridge, as well as all of the work out equipment in the Club House. I put the pack of Coke in there, opened it and grabbed one for myself, regardless of it being warm or not. I cracked it open while getting a cd case from off of my cd rack. My second favorite, right after the Beatles' Abbey Road.

My second favorite, which was in my hand, is Loud, Fast Ramones: Their Toughest Hits. I walked over to the cd player, while taking a drink from the can in my hand. I put the can down on the table where the cd player sat. I opened the case and put the cd into the player. After it loaded, the first song on the cd, Blitzkrieg Bop began to play and I turned the volume up to it's highest setting.

When my dad, my friends and I built this place a few years ago, the material we used to build the walls was very thick, so anyone outside could barely hear the music, except maybe if they pressed their ear against the door.

I walked over to he punching bag, with my can of Coke in hand. I sat it down on a table near the punching bag and started throwing punches. I was pissed off for Gwen rejecting me, well Alien Guy, without even knowing it. And I needed to hit something. Even with my right hand the way it was, it didn't really hurt much.

Ever since I had gotten the alien watch, it seems as though my skin is harder to break through. So like I said, punching the bag didn't really hurt, even with my messed up right hand.

Thirty Minutes Later...

After about four or five songs and two or three cans of soda, I paused the music to go use the bathroom. After I had taken a leak, I was standing at the sink, to wash my hands. But, I wasn't washing my hands, I was just standing there, staring into the mirror and gripping the sink so hard, that my knuckles turned white.

As I was staring into the mirror, there was a flash of lightning from outside the window, which illimunated the dimly lit room. The flash lit up the mirror as well, showing me my reflection. Only, it wasn't my reflection. I was staring back at a dark gray skinned version of myself, with silver colored hair and glowing red eyes. Also, he had the most evil grin on his face. This reflection was only there for a split second, but I knew I hadn't imagined it.

Because whenever I closed my eyes, I could still see those glowing red eyes. Once the reflection passed and I could see my normal self again, I was left in awe.

Oh my God. What's happening to me?

A/N: So, there's the chapter. What did you think? This is pretty much the plot twist of the story, that Gwen is in love with Ben's alter ego. What did you think of their conversation over that subject? Was it okay for Ben to completely flip out? And Gwen didn't believe Ben the first time when he told her that he was Alien Guy. So, was he right to get angry over the whole thing? What about the reflection he saw at the end of the chapter? What did you think about that? Well, I hoped you all enjoyed this chapter. If you did, please favorite and follow the story. If you want to review or PM me about your opinion, that'd be great. I'm going to go though, so have a great day and bye.