Just incase some of you were wondering, that is the form Clancy takes after he joins up with the Negative 10, the two part final that Cartoon Network forgot to show.
Also I was wondering if anyone noticed 646635, if you play around with them, spell Bugger.
Chapter 10: Gwen's mom was a delinquent?
Nearly exhausted to the point of wanting to just crash on the floor below her, Gwen tried her hardest to keep up and innocent expression to her mother; a bit of a difficult task to do even at her prime. "What's wrong," letting out a small yawn, "mom?"
Her mother didn't need to say a word, motioning with her index finger for her to come over. Inside her half awake mind, those thoughts of how she thought Alex would react to her abilities started to return; hoping that she was wrong since she was her one and only daughter.
Slowly dragging her lead-like feet over to her mother; keeping her cool till she knew exactly what her mother was talking about. So once she was inside their den, she asked. "Did I leave a soda on the," letting out another yawn while rubbing her half blurry emerald eyes, "table or something?"
"I think you know what I am talking about," her mother's tone was serious, pointing to the video of herself using her abilities. With her mother the high-ranking lawyer that she was there wasn't much a high school girl could get past her legal mind, "is there something you want to tell me?"
Still rubbing her drooping eyes, wondering how much longer her body was going to keep her standing; there wasn't much her brain could process as a believable back story. "Well some madman attacked the amusement park I was at and they saved us," the yawns coming quicker, thinking the soft carpet of their den will soon be her bed for the night, "what's the problem?"
The witch could clearly see through her dreary eyes that her mom wasn't buying it; rolling her eyes like she would always do when she caught someone in a lie. So she walked up to daughter and placed her hand on her head
After barely a second, Gwen couldn't explain why but her body was full of energy once again, looking up at her mom who is now smiling down at her. "Now," her mother's voice not serious any longer, but filled with excitement and joy, "when were you going to tell me that you awoken your gift? I was starting to wonder if it was going to skip your generation just like my dad, being usually around ten when it awakens inside of you. Good to know just like your mother you're a late bloomer."
While her mother laughed from her comment, the orange-haired teen couldn't help but blush from embarrassment, unconsciously crossing her arms over her chest.
It didn't take long for Gwen to tell her mother the whole story: when she first used her powers, how she has been training with her powers with her grandfather, and even how Alex was trying to understand her powers through a scientific means.
Once she was finished explaining the details, half expecting for her mother to either be a little upset or disappointed that she didn't tell her sooner, instead it didn't seem like she could be any happier; twirling a strand of her short orange hair. "It's kind of funny that you mentioned it like that, it brings back old memories."
Gwen felt like she must have been hanging around Ren too long, tilting her head to the side to her mother's statement. "What do you mean mom?"
She watched as her mother had an unusual embarrassed smile on her face while her finger twirled that strand of hair faster; letting out a short giggle before giving her answer. "Do you remember the story of how I met your father?"
The young witch didn't understand what that had anything to do with this, but she answered her mother anyway. "Yeah, if I remember correctly you met as freshmen in high school on the fieldtrip to the Natural History Museum."
Gwen noticed that her mother seemed to twirl that strand of hair faster, a nervous smile clearly shown across her face. "Could you get me the photo album of when your father and I were teenagers; I believe it should still be in the top shelf of the cabinet labeled High School Memories."
The lawyer's daughter knew exactly what photo album she was talking about, looking at it from time to time when she was younger just to see what her parents looked like when they were younger.
Coming back to the den minutes later, holding the blue album under her arm until she sat back down on the couch; quickly opening it to the page where it showed her mother's freshman picture. The girl in this picture seemed worlds away from her mother today: small fame glasses over her shy brown eyes, gentle frail skin and long orange hair. "I'm still shocked you looked like this mom."
Her mother seemed like she was unable to hold back her giggles. "That's because, it wasn't what I looked like when I was a teen."
The teen was baffled; her mother signaled for her daughter to hand over the album which she did without question. Once in her grasp, she closed the book and mumbled a few words under her breath, too fast for Gwen to understand.
The book in her hand changed from its blue color to a green; this still shocking the teenage girl that her mother was able to use magic just like her. However, that wasn't nearly as shocking as when her mother open the book, and the picture replacing her freshman picture was that of a ticked off looking female teen, two long orange ponytails that went passed her back, and heavy set clothes that only looked to be there to make her look tougher. "M-Mom?"
"That's the real me back when I was a freshman," Mrs. Tennyson answered calmly, half expecting to see that bewildered look on her daughter's face; expecting it since the day she gave birth to such a beautiful healthy girl that just seemed too precious for this world, "let's just say, back then was a different and harder time for me."
Gwen's emerald eyes never shifted from that picture before her, and with everything that happened so far, Gwen could only ask. "You were a delinquent?"
Her mother couldn't help but laugh after hearing that. "Let's just say my parents weren't as open towards the discovery of my gift, so I rebelled a little: skipped my classes, badmouthed the teachers that deserved it, got in fights with girls and guys, and won them all I might add," she added the last part proudly, "but don't worry, I always got straight A's and studied to keep them up."
She could tell that was the question on her daughter's mind, watching as she let out that held breath just after mentioning that last tidbit. "But it was on a day that I decided to come to school where I first met your father," she started down memory lane, "I was really ticked when the candy machine ate my dollar, and with everyone in class I thought I could get away with using my magic to get it. Yet at that exact time your father happened to be heading to the bathroom and saw with his own eyes the use of my gift."
"How did dad act when he first saw your gift?" her daughter seemed to be getting interested in her little story. "Was he scared?"
"Actually it was the exact opposite, he couldn't have been more thrilled," she scratched the outside of her cheek, remembering the fond memories of her youth, "at that time he was the entire Science Club and wanted to instantly study me as soon as possible where I quickly told him no."
Gwen looked over at the next page where she became a bit baffled; looking at a medical report for fractured ribs, dislocated arm, and a broken nose. "Mom, what's this about?"
Looking down at the medical report, she smiled. "Let's just say, saying no didn't get him to leave me alone," which instantly caused her daughter to be a little nervous, her mother seemed to be a violent one in her youth, "not to mention the issue of my gift was still a touchy subject to me. I went to apologies to him at the hospital where his younger twin brother gave me quite a shock, thinking he was a fast healer; but he was also the most hostile towards me, which I knew I deserved."
Gwen could easily pick up on the distraught tone from her mother's story, probably leaving something out that her uncle did to her those years ago. "So what happened after dad got out of the hospital?" wanting to get her mother off the dark thought as soon as possible.
"Well, to make up for it I volunteered to be his ginnie pig for a month, using what ever that primitive school lab had, his genuine know-how, and I also helped speed up his recovering with some simple spells."
She got where her mom was going with this story, just like how Alex was trying to help her understand her power as her dad helped mom. "So is that when you fell in love with dad."
"Oh no," she let out a giggle, "we hated each other back then. We argued all the time, I would occasionally point out my disbelief that anything in that school lab would have any use, nicknamed him small fry or peewee, and a time or two I would hit him upside the head if he really ticked me off."
Gwen looked at her mother with only skepticism in her eyes, wondering how her mother could be so cheerful discussing how she once was a delinquent in her teens. "But I think if I had to guess, I might have been starting to feel a spark between us with a few days left in that month when your father gave me this," revealing the rose colored gem just under her shirt, sparking in the eyes of the young witch, "he somehow figured out that some types of minerals could amplify certain spells I used. He was the first person to give me a gift after I discovered my powers, even if it was just towards studying my powers this necklace meant a lot to me."
The young teen could hear the sadness in her mother tone, holding back the small tears she could feel that was on the brims of her emerald eyes. "So what happened after the month was over, did you tell him?"
The mother gently shook her head. "Like my lovely orange hair and gift you also inherited my pride and drive. After the month ended, I cut my hair to the look you see before you now and just showed up at his lab, stating 'that if you got this far with this worthless junk let's see what else you can come up with.'"
Gwen smiled, that did sound like something her mother would say. "What did dad say?"
"Well first he was completely shocked that I cut my hair but then got right back to work; after that we spent most of the high school year together, even if I was just a test subject it didn't seem to matter anymore. I even was welcome to come and go at his house; his father and mother were so very kind but his brother still never trusted me."
"Because you hurt dad?"
The lawyer giggled. "Well that and I always beat him in sports; that really ticked off your uncle."
Gwen just rolled her eyes; that was Ben's father all right. "Your father and I seemed to hang out all the time, but I never thought of it as anything past me just being a ginnie pig. That was until, he took me to my house to confront my parents on the subject, and back then that was the last thing I ever wanted to do."
Her mother took a deep breath before continuing, rubbing some moister that started to appear on her eyes. "During the whole conversation, mom and dad never called me by any name besides monster, demon or spawn, it was probably the first time your father saw me in such a weak state, for the first time I was unable to defend myself. But it seemed like once he could tell our conversation was going nowhere he stepped in, wondering how they could be so cruel to their own daughter. He then said those words that I will never forget. He said, "I love her, so why can't you, her own parents, love her too?"
The young girl just wanted to grab a box of tissues right there to hearing that. "How did you react to hearing that?"
"Obviously you can tell I was speechless to hearing that, but the look on your father's face was priceless; I think he just accidentally let it slip out in the heat of the moment. However it seemed to have done the trick as mom and dad started to grow back to their old selves, before I had this ability."
She then wrapped her arms around her daughter, gently squeezing her tighter, warmly. "I just want you to know sweetie, your father and I are always here for you if you ever need anything. I don't want you to feel like you need to hide anything from us that might be bothering you."
The young teen could easily tell that her mother didn't wish for her to suffer like she did at her age, returning the tearful hug. "Don't worry mom, if I have any problems I will come right to you or dad."
Gwen closed the door as she entered her room; today had been one exhausting day: dealing with a madman, saving the people of the park, finding out her mother is also a witch. After a day like this she just wanted to go straight to bed.
But something else got her attention besides the softness of her bed that was calling to her, and that would be the program that was running on her computer.
It was a program she designed herself; something just never seemed to settle with her with those three, like why would three people with an unusual power all of a sudden attack their town of all places.
So she set up this program, seeing if there was anything linking them to anything that seemed plausible. She actually created a program like this a few years ago, just something to find references towards school reports; with some reprogramming it suited her needs perfectly.
However, she groaned under her breath, her program might need some updating as all this thing discovered was the three matched characteristics to characters of Greek Mythology: Medusa, Hercules, and an Acid Breather.
Luckily, she had some extra information to add from the last madman that just attacked; entering some information on a man that could control insects. Yet sadly came up with nothing.
She sat there for a few minutes, thinking over everything she could remember that happened just a few hours ago. It then hit her; those insects he was controlling were a bit peculiar. So she entered: Scarabs, Honey Bees, Locus, and Millipedes.
It seemed that hit the mark, but all that linked to was insects that were worshiped during the time of the Egyptians. It being a theme park based on Egypt didn't throw up any red flags for her; rubbing her eyes that were becoming tired once again. "This is nothing, looks like it was a waste of time after all," she groaned.
With that bed of hers looking more comfortable by the second, all she wanted to do was turn off her computer and dream about receiving a Noble Prize and Scientific Achievement Award while just being elected President of the United States, oh did she love that dream.
But just before she shut down her monitor, her program seemed to make a few last matches. Out of all of them, one match made her body start to shake to where her eyes couldn't even blink. What matched the two was... a Sphinx.
Glow of the computer screen only seemed to enhance the sadistic grin tonight, Pharaoh was completely overjoyed with all the extra data he was getting about the alien's abilities; never would he have guessed that the Omnitrix had DNA of the Thep Khufans (Underwrap) or that with certain changes in ones body can affect the alien's abilities so drastically.
The only thing he was disappointed in that night was Ben had to stop Ren at just that time. Planning on her taking more then one at a time a lot sooner, being the only flaw in the product his company was working out. One piece at a time was perfectly safe, but three or more at a time would cause the heart to pump too hard, proving fatal. "She is the only one that knows I know more then what just happens on this planet. I was hoping that would have gotten rid of that only loose thread; but no reason to dwell on the past; that never gets you anywhere. Yet it was amusing seeing how just a simple case of Culture Shock reacted in her body."
His private line interrupted his thoughts, knowing that it was the update from Dr. Animo; and hoping it was good news, for the doctor's sake anyway. "Good to hear from you Dr. Animo, I was just about to call you. You have great timing but I'm hoping you have good news."
But Pharaoh could only hear stuttering on the other side of the line, starting to become concerned to the doctors reaction. "Dr. Animo, what is the news on your research?"
"I can hardly believe it myself Pharaoh; this devise is the most advance technology I have ever seen even from the information on intergalactic weaponry you gave me." The Doctor completely ecstatic the CEO could barely understand him. "It is so amazing I would work on it and want to pay you just for the experience."
"You might give me ideas doctor with a speech like that," Pharaoh chuckled, "but along with your written report I want to hear your condensed version."
The genetic expert took a deep breath, needing to calm down before explain the intricate detail of what he found. "This devise has complete condensed forms of at least ten thousand different aliens, their genetic codes so perfectly preserved it's breathtaking. It also has a variable system so that the species own DNA can combine with the alien DNA, preserving the dominate state of consciousness which is why from what I've seen those kids are still themselves after they activate their devices."
These tidbits of information were quite useful to the CEO of Sphinx Corp., but not what he was looking for. "That does explain a few questions I had, however you know that wasn't all I hired you to do."
"Of course sir, sorry if I wasted your precious time," Pharaoh could hear the doctor looking over the paperwork, "now with that variable system, it is possible for your plan to work. I can start working on it right away, just give me the word."
A dark chuckling could easily be heard through the phone, everything he had been working towards was almost within his grasp. It was almost too easy. "Then I'm having you transferred to the Military R&D department where you will be leading up the new FREAK Project. If everything goes well you will be looking at a very bright future."
"Thank you Pharaoh, I will not let you down," where the line was soon disconnected.
The sadistic grin on his face was wider then ever; with everything he planned right on schedule he couldn't have been happier. Seeing soon the species of this world will be given the help it has desperately needed for countless millennia.
To Be Continued
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