Omni: The shapeshifter of Remnant

by Luckyplains13

What if during a fight with Fistrick, Ben is sent to the world of RWBY? Watch as he makes new friends, makes new enemies, and maybe fall in love? This story will have a OC Ben and this takes place in Omniverse.

10. Rifles and the White Fang

Ben 10 and RWBY crossover

Omni: The shape shifter of Remnant.

Authors note: Hey guys and girls! I was highly surprised at the amount of reviews and favorites, I received and I thank you all for that. I was more than surprised when no one asked about Ben's new rifle. Waiting to see how I go about implementing it into the story, I guess? I was also asked if 'Ben will be able to use Aura' and my answer is: He already is… Aura is not unique to the people of Remnant. Aura is the manifestation of one's soul and it varies from person to person. Some have more, some have less. Some have more control, and some, less control. Grimm are considered the only things not to have Aura. What I'm trying to say is, Aura is the same as Mana, Chakra, Ki, chi, ect, ect. Aura is just a specialized version of the energies listed before. Each of them is the same and yet different. What is unique to the people of Remnant, are the semblances. Special characteristics of a person's Aura, is what make Aura its own energy. Ben 'technically' has a semblance and that is the ability to see Shadows and interact with them. It's not offensive in nature and can be considered a semblance.

I can put in a more detailed explanation, if wanted… Let's forget that for a bit and lets get this chapter started! Sorry for any grammar, spelling, and clichés mistakes. Leave an answer and any thoughts in the review section and enjoy the chapter.

Chp 10: Rifles and the White Fang

"Person or creature speaking."

'Person or creature thinking.'

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The sight of the underground city had put Ben to an open mouthed silence. Rho chuckles at the reactions and walks to the edge. He leans forward causing the protective railing to groan and bend slightly. He turns his head when Ben mutters. "It's like Undertown…" He grunts and the next comment makes our green eyed hero stare at the Tetramand. "Undertown? That little pet project of the plumbers is still being constructed? Heh, it won't last a Terran year."

Ben stares at Rho for a few seconds and looks at Caroline. She was 'ooing' and 'awwing' at the various lights and sights Magma Cavern gave and Ben sighs in relief when Klaus was on the ground biting her pants. He was trying to prevent her from jumping. Ben chuckles at the thought and returns to Rho.

"Undertown is a fine establishment. Even though, I constantly destroy half of it with my transformations…And it's been around for a large number of years.." Ben says with a small huff. Rho gives him an odd look before standing up and walking down the walkway. Ben follows him and grabs Caroline's shirt before she can jump and grumbles under his breath. Caroline looks at him with 'doe' and Ben rolls his own at her. She 'humphs' before running next to Rho. The Tetramand grins and pats her head before waving toward a small elevator. Ben looks around and blinks at the being standing there. It was mainly made of metal and the weapon in its hands made Ben un-easy. It had a vaguely human shape, with two arms, two legs and a large torso. The head was the strangest thing, it was elongated and the metal had various lines and ridges along it. It turns toward Ben and its sole red eye stares at him before moving back into position.

The armor was quite strange, if Ben could say. It was dominated by cloth and metal. Ben walks past it and his eyes looks at the being. The being had a thick vest, and it was lined with various wires, pockets, and small reflective dots. Its legs were covered by black pants and its knees were covered by angular pads. The arms were humanoid as it had 4 fingers and a thumb, but what threw Ben off was what connected to the hands. Thin black wires start from the wrist and extend into the beings shirt sleeve. Ben looks up and the beings sole red eye narrows and focuses on him. The little mechanical whirs makes Ben release a held breath and stare at the beings weapon. It was a mixture of alien and human technology. The stock was rectangular and the rifle was well over 3 feet. The hand guard is quite small and the trigger was built into the hand guard. A small round cylinder is located at the bottom before the rifle extended. The muzzle was hidden behind flat metal before it angled upward. The sides of the rifle are lined with small cylinders and the scope was rectangular much like a human scope. Ben shivers a little when the androids hands grip the rifle tighter before nodding at Rho.

Rho stops in front of him and starts speaking to the android. Ben doesn't catch the conversation but the droid nods and pushes a button. The gate swings open and Rho steps in, followed by Caroline. The guard motions Ben forward and he gulps slightly.

What was he going to do when it sees the rifle on Bens back? He takes a few steps forward and the guard doesn't move. Ben passes the droid and steps onto the elevator and stumbles when it starts descending. He stares up at the guard in shock and surprise. He didn't confiscate the rifle? He turns top Rho and asks.

"What was that?"

Rho looks at Ben for a few seconds before answering. "That was a Self Reliant Security Droid, model Marksman and designation "Drew."

"The who, to the what, now?" Ben deadpans and Rho chuckles as the elevator comes closer to the ground. It reaches the ground and another droid opens the gate and Rho steps out. Ben and Caroline look at each other before shrugging and following. Rho moves through the crowded streets with practiced ease and Ben grumbles as he pushes by an alien with tentacles. Caroline ducks and weaves through the cover causing some of the people to dodge or move around her. Rho stops and takes a left down a less crowded street. Ben gasps as he falls out of the crowded streets and Caroline smiles and giggles at him before picking him up. He smiles in appreciation before they catch up to Rho. Our green eyed hero looks ahead of them and adopts a curious face. A large fence seemed to extend from one end of the cavern to the other and on the other side of the fence was what looked to be a base. Two droids and a human guard the entry way with weapons at their sides. As the get closer Ben notices small red optics on the roof and surrounding the base. He shivers as some move toward him before moving to another location.

Rho steps up to the human guard and starts speaking.

"Hey Mike. How's the day been?"

The now named 'Mike' answers with a nonchalant shrug. "Boring and yet somehow, peaceful. Who's the new guy behind ya? And does that girl have 4 arms?"

"Found them near D.Z. 2 and decided to bring them along. The boy has some information on how he got here and the girl was with him. We just need to find the captain. And yes, she has 4 arms." Rho responds with an easy going smirk. Mike nods his head before motioning for the droid to his left. It nods and taps its wrist causing the large gate to squeak open. Rho nods in thanks and waves Ben and Caroline forward. The right droid walks next to Rho and startles Ben and Caroline when it begins to speak.

"Please, spread your arms and legs out and notify me, of any weapons or problems. I am going to scan you for any communication devices and of hazardous materials."

Ben nods and does as said. The droids purple optic dims and Ben shivers as a tingling sensation echoes through his body. After a few seconds the droids optics flashes a light green and says. "One unknown piece of technology. Location: Left arm, over the Ulna and radius. Scans have proven unsuccessful but the device has no dangerous readings. Advise: See professor Kliford.. Thank you for your cooperation. Have a nice day."

The droid does something that surprises Ben. It raises its hand in a 'fist-bump' motion and its optic seems to brighten. Ben grins to himself and returns the fist before moving past the droid. Rho crosses his arms and waits as Ben walks next to him. They watch as the droid does the same procedure with Caroline. After the scanning, Caroline blinks as the droid gives the readings.

"One accessory: Small bag that contains unknown materials. Female has an extra set of arms and pectoral muscles. Genetic scanning shows human and Tetramand heritage. Unknown genetic stability. Malnourished and neural scans show limited growth. Advice: See professor Kliford and eat large amounts of nutrient rich foods. Thank you for your cooperation and please have a nice day."

The droid raises a 'fist-bump' but Caroline ignores it and hugs the droid. The droid jumps in surprise but returns the hug with a bright green optic. Caroline ends the hug and walks away from the happy droid. She blinks when Ben and Rho snicker to themselves. She seems to glare at them before grabbing for Klaus. She blinks when the bag comes up missing. Klaus pops up from the back of Bens head and cackles as Caroline glares at him before huffing and joining Ben and Rho. Klaus attaches himself to Bens side and purrs when Ben pats his head. Rho nods and walks through the now open gate. Ben follows closely followed by Caroline. The sight on the other side is quite different. Humans, faunus, aliens of all shapes and sizes are interacting. Some just talking, others playing basketball, and a few napping under the caverns artificial light. Rho waves to a few of them, getting a few back before pushing open a door. He hold it open for Ben and Caroline.

The entrance looked like a business entrance. A large main desk is in the middle. Its oak finish slightly worn and the droid behind the desk is typing away at a computer. Ben watches as the droid looks up for a few seconds before returning to the computer. Rho walks past them and hangs a left corner. Ben blinks and hurries behind him. They pass various doors some open, showing the beings working inside; some closed and pass by a few beings. They hang another corner and Ben deadpans at the sight. Another droid next to another elevator and the droid seemed…asleep? Caroline rushes past them and starts prodding the droid. Rho laughs when the droid sputters awake and stares at Caroline with an orange optic before looking at Rho. It pushes a button and the elevator doors open. Rho ducks into it followed by Caroline and then Ben. The elevator dings and starts it descent into the earth. Ben asks a question.

"Where are we going?"

"To see the captain. You'll be quite surprised at how he is." Rho answers and Ben raises an eyebrow at Rho. The elevator dings and they step out into a dull grey hallway. Various lights illuminate the hallway and Rho starts walking ahead. Ben and Caroline follow but stop when soft snores make them stop. Klaus is asleep, hinted at by the small line of clear liquid seeping from his zipper mouth. Ben chuckles at the magical bag before moving the rifle on his back to a more comfortable position. He was surprised no one asked about the rifle but hey, less trouble for him. Rho waves them from the end of the hallway and they rush to him. He was at an intersection and a small holographic sign points in two directions. To the right, 'Barracks and Mess hall' and to the left, 'Captain and officer quarters.'

"You guys need to head to the left. Follow the signs until you reach the Captains quarters. I'm hungry so, I'll be in the mess hall if needed. If you have any troubles just ask for directions and someone will take ya there." Rho says, his voice echoing slightly. Ben nods in thanks before laughing as Caroline hugs Rho. The brown Tetramand laughs and returns the hug before going on his way. He waves before going past a corner. Ben grabs Caroline's hand and starts leading her to the left hallway. After a few minutes and various turn arounds, they arrive at an oak door with a small sign saying 'Captain Quarters.' Ben looks at Caroline and the still sleeping Klaus before knocking on the door. He waits for a few seconds and hears a raspy voice say "Come in."

He opens the door and peaks his head in. "Is this the captain's quarters?" A snarky voice replies with a "That's what the sign says…" Ben shrugs and opens the door further. A dark metal chair swivels around and Ben sputters in surprise. A Pyronite is sitting in the chair, its flames flickering and moving. The Pyronite stands up and Ben gulps slightly. He was tall, and the rock body seemed old and scarred. The Pyronite stares for a few seconds before grinning and waving them in. Ben steps into the office and blinks at the sight. The floor is a hard concrete and a window is behind the desk. A small bookcase is in the right corner, and a couch on the opposite side. The Pyronite pushes a button and the door closes behind them. This causes Caroline to release a small shriek which, wakes up Klaus. The small magical bag looks around and wipes his buttons with his zipper. The Pyronite causes Klaus to jump and look at Ben.

Bens face showed no emotion, just dead green eyes and a small twitch. The Pyronite steps around his desk and walks closer before staring at Ben. Green eyes meet bright yellow eyes and silence reigns supreme. A small noise escapes Ben's mouth and Klaus startles in surprise. It sounded like…a laugh? Caroline looks around confused by the whole staring and makes a small 'humming' noise. The noise returns before both Ben and the Pyronite burst out into fits of laughter. Klaus makes a few chitters making Ben look at him, small tears of laughter coming from his eyes. He speaks.

"You finally up, sleeping beauty? You missed quite a bit since your nap…"

The Pyronite calms his laughter before taking a small breath. "Seems we're on the same page, human. Toba's my name, and you two must be the humans I was notified about. Welcome to my quarters."

"It's nice to meet you, Toba. My names Ben. Ben E. K. Tennyson. And her name is, Caroline. And this is Klaus." Ben says with a small smile. Caroline waves her arms twitching every so often and Klaus gives Toba a zipper salute. Toba returns the greetings with a large wave before returning to his desk. He sits in it, groaning slightly as the flame retardant material comforts his body. He sighs, a small flame escaping his mouth before returning to Ben, Caroline, and Klaus. He begins to speak.

"So, you're probably here for the story about this little cavern town, eh?"

Ben ponders the question and shrugs. "Among a few other things but that'll do.."

Toba nods and taps a button. Two chairs shoot out of the ground and he motions for them to sit. Ben takes the offer and watches as Caroline tries to right herself in the chair. She growls when she is comfortable enough, and Ben looks at Toba. The Pyronite was looking at them with a small grin upon his flame face before he begins the tale.

"How do I tell this story without being too confusing and or rambling on and on about some random piece of info…. Let's just start with how I and some of the citizens arrived here."

(Authors note: This next part of the story is going to be weird. Many might think this is a flashback and it is, technically. I'm doing this since Toba is retelling the story and Ben might throw in some questions.)

"From what I can remember, I was heading to a new rogue planet. It was recently found, and even though the conditions on the planet were harsh, the pay was good. Everybody on the ship wasn't all good but neither all bad, we were mainly guys and gals trying to make some taydens. I was a Geologist and with my experience with other rogue planets, I was quickly hired and brought aboard. The trip there wasn't so bad. I made a few friends, had a few incidents but things started getting weird once we saw the planet. I wasn't very worried until we landed on the planet and started mining. Most rogue planets, due to either being thrown from their mother star or being made nowhere near a star, have little to no Geological activity. But this planet had Geological activity and it had a lot of it. It confused me greatly but didn't let it bother me."

Toba takes a small breath before continuing.

"The planet had some atmosphere but it was bleeding off. The species that could survive the atmosphere landed first and those who couldn't, last. We sat up mining operations and all was going well until after the first week. It was a normal day, and everything was going well. Then the planet cracked. At first, we thought we had done it. Then more started to appear and we increased our mining speed and before long, the cracking stopped. We continued and then the Dementia, as humans call it, began to happen. At first, it was minimal. Small verbal outbursts, complaining of headaches, and hallucinations. Those affected were shipped off world and they evened out once off of the planet. The cracks had released large amounts of hallucinajetic gas, and those without suits were affected. We warned people of the gas and after that, nothing happened. The planet started to crack again, and we doubled our efforts. The planet was cooling down and the atmosphere had almost dissipated. I had a fairly easy job near the end, as the planets geological activity was steadily going down."

Ben raises his hand and Toba blinks at him. The Pyronite points at Bens raised hand and Ben lowers it before speaking. "I thought if a planet started to become unstable, any and all mining operations would be stopped and a team of specialists called?" Toba blinks and looks around before chuckling.

"That's the legal way to do it and we weren't exactly in the rule books with the mining… We decided to watch the planet closer and leave it at that."

Toba tries to begin again but Ben raises his hand again. Toba just stares and motions for Ben to ask.

"Do I have to raise my hand with each question? I didn't want to seem rude, if I interrupted your story…"

"You don't.." Toba says with a small nod.

"You sure?"

"Yep.."

"…..Continue…"

Toba smiles at the small conversation before returning to his story, (Srry, for the small sentence and all that but I want some in-between lines.)

"My job was getting easier by the day and with the pay getting better with each load of materials, I decided to help the miners. I didn't know how to mine but with my natural powers, and the miners being quite nice, I quickly learned. With each day passing and the mining going deeper, some of the more 'seasoned' miners became worried. They started to become skittish the further we went into the planet. After 2 months of mining the planet had been stripped of all useful materials. Everybody started returning to the home ship, and everything was quite dandy. We only had a few casualties, and even less injuries, so parties sprung up. I got quite, as the humans say, hammered during those last few days…."

Ben frowns at the saying. His green eyes narrow at Toba and he thinks. 'He's hiding something but at least he's saving us the long version of the story… I hate long stories, unless it's about something I like..'

He blinks when Caroline shifts in her seat and stretches her arms. Her lower arms twitch and clench her fists. She licks her lips and Toba notices. He chuckles a little and pushes a button on his desk. The button dings, catching Bens and Caroline's attention, before a small compartment opens up on the left wall. Ben and Caroline stare at it and jump when something shoots out of the darkness. Ben stares at it in surprise and his jaw drops.

"A soda fountain?" Ben says with some confusion and surprise. Toba grins, his flames flickering brighter, and he moves over to it. He pushes a few buttons and a cup shoots out of the machine before being filled with a dark, thick liquid. Toba sips the drink and releases a sigh of content before asking. "Want anything?"

Ben looks at Caroline and shrugs before answering. "Can it make smoothies?"

"That it can." Toba smiles and motions to the machine. Ben stretches his shoulders grunting when they pop and walks up to the machine. He pushes a few button and blinks when a small light goes over him and a medium sized cup shoots out of the machine. The machine growls and spurts a little before thick, liquid oozes out of it and into the cup. Ben blinks when the machine is done and takes the cup. He sniffs it and pulls his head back. It smelled of….mangoes, and chocolate? He takes a sip and hums in delight and takes his seat. Caroline looks at him in surprise and Ben smiles a little at her. He hands the cup to her and watches as she takes a sip. Her eyes widen and twinkle before happily slurping on the cold drink. Ben glares at her before the machine spits out another cup and fills it. Ben grabs his new drink and sips at it before Toba begins his story again.

"After the parties had settled down and the ships refueled, we left the planet. As we left the planet's atmosphere something happened. Whatever it was, it made the very fabric of reality shake and tear. All electronics stopped, those who were intoned with electrical signals passed out, even the main ship had lost power. We were sitting ducks, just waiting to be picked off. At the beginning, we had thought the planets magnetic forces had finally left, but the ships were shielded from that. After that was debunked, people started to panic and before long, tensions started to rise. Power never came back on, and so there we were floating near a dead planet and no help except those who could survive the vacuum. It was three days before communications came online and by that time, we could've been home. Then, it happened…"

"It?" Ben asked as he sips the smoothie. Toba nods his head and downs his drink in one gulp. He sets the cup down and grabs his head. He takes a calming breath and looks up at Ben. The haunting look in Toba's eyes makes Ben flinch. The Pyronite takes a calming breath before continuing.

"I don't know what 'it' was but it ripped reality asunder. At first, it sounded like a large clap of thunder, and all were confused. We weren't near any cosmic storms, so why was there thunder. White tendrils started appearing, dancing, withering, and slicing through space faster than light. We thought it was beautiful and it was no doubt about that. But one of the tendrils smacked my ship, and spun it around. What I saw would haunt me and all others who saw it, till we die. It looked like reality was cracking and flaking off, like skin cells. It warped and changed shape before a black mass appeared in the center. It was small art first, no larger than a small planetary moon. But it doubled in size, like a gaping maw waiting for its next meal. Any ships near the planet when the cracks appeared were atomized before even knowing what hit them. As we watched the crack widen and swallow reality, we never noticed ourselves be pulled closer. And closer, and closer…"

Toba trails off, his flames simmering down to an almost dead flame. Ben sips on his smoothie, and his eyes started to droop. Toba develops a tick mark and he stands up. Caroline looks at him is surprise when Toba smacks Ben on the head. A loud 'gong' follows and Ben grabs his aching head.

"What was that for?!" Ben yells at Toba, as a bump develops. Toba crosses his arms, his flames brightening and raging. Caroline and Klaus laugh as Toba says.

"Your eyes were drooping and I hate it when, somebody falls asleep as I tell a story!"

The Pyronite 'huffs' and sits down. He starts again. "As we noticed the ship being pulled into the maw, we pushed the engines to the brink of melting. We were too close to the rift, and was eaten. As the blinding white light filled the cockpit, and even though our bodies were being taken apart atom by atom, we could only gasp as the main ship was pulled in. At first, I thought we had died. And then, I felt my body slowly be put together and my sight returns. Nothing was working, at least technology wise. I looked out the window and the view was astounding. The planet was slowly being cracked apart, shifting, changing, almost like it was being eaten. It went from a desolate rock to a lush garden world. I watched as large cities were built, and then destroyed. I watched whatever species was one the planet, kill themselves with nuclear fire. And them the planet crumbled away into dust. And then nothing but white noise… We awoke to chirping birds and wind. Once everybody was accounted and any wounded were attended too, we stepped outside. And 'boom' Welcome to planet Remnant."

Toba releases a small breath, and throws the empty cup in the trash before settling into his chair. Ben and Caroline stare at the Pyronite, Ben with wide and questioning eyes, and Caroline, with happiness for the smoothie. Ben opens his mouth and asks.

"What next?"

"We sent out a distress signal and all ships agreed on a meeting point. After that, we waited. And waited. And waited. After a few weeks, we started to make small homes, and started to hunt. One of the hunting parties found the mountains main entrance and after many a debate, we started hollowing it out. Before long the cavern above us was done and we started making the town. This took several months due to very little mining equipment made the transport. More and more ships started to appear, and our population grew from a few hundred to a few thousand. We were lucky when the Tetramands and Talipaedans landed. Then came the energy issue. Our ships had decent engines, and with the amount that survived, we had plenty to spare. Only issue was, with the growing population, and need for light, we needed a new energy source. Then Dr. Kliford arrived and the Talipaedans found what the humans on this planet call 'Dust'."

"Who's this Dr. Kliford? I've been told to see him about everything sciency.." Ben asks with an irritated growl. A small, wizened voice echoes back. "That would be me, human."

Ben turns around, and blinks at the sight. Standing in the doorway was a gold and purple colored droid. It looked like the droid at the desk, but the arms were thinner and more wires went to its arms. Standing in the droids hand was a grey Galvan. Dulled, green eyes stare at Ben with wisdom, and age. He was no bigger than 6 inches and short whiskers jut from his face. A white jacket covers shoulders and his skin was covered in age freckles. The now named Dr. Kliford glares at Ben for a few seconds, small sharp teeth glittering before he turns to Toba.

"What do you need Toba?"

The Pyronite grins a little and motions with his hands. "Kliford. This is Ben E. K. Tennyson," Ben waves, "Caroline," Caroline looks at the small Galvan and her secondary arms wave causing the Galvan to startle, "And their small magical moving bag, Klaus." Klaus hops from Caroline's lap to her shoulders where he waves with his zipper. "They are the guys and girl that Rho found near D.Z. 2. I want you to tell them the science crap later, but right now, how they got here is the question." The Galvan looks at the Pyronite before sighing.

"It is nice to meet you three. I am Dr. Kliford. Head of the science and technology division in this small town. I hope we can get along. Now, about how you arrived here on this planet?"

Ben blinks and he makes an awkward face. He looks at Toba and the Pyronite motions for him to start. Ben takes a sip of his smoothie and starts. "It all started on a boring day in a boring place called Bellwood…"

(Authors note: Ben's telling them what happened in chapter 1. I didn't want to do another long explanation, so srry for the laziness. But being to descriptive can be just as bad as being not descriptive.)

"And that how I arrived on Remnant, and how I am now a Hunter in training…" Ben finishes his story and sighs. Toba and Dr. Kliford stare at him for a few seconds. Toba was deathly silent and Dr. Kliford was scratching his chin. He looks over at Toba.

"We knew that being in an alternate universe was possible. We just needed the proof. Maybe that's why some of the stars are different." Dr. Kliford looks over at Ben and nods his head in appreciation. "Thanks for the information, young man. Toba, I will be taking these three from you for a bit. After we're done, we will talk." The Pyronite looks at the Galvan, his flame eyes dull but he nods his head. The Galvan closes his eyes and taps his feet. The droid jumps up i9n fright before walking out of the door. Dr. Klifords voice rings out.

"Come along you three."

Ben stands up and stretches his arms. Caroline follows and Klaus salutes Toba. Ben throws away his empty smoothie. He looks at Toba and says. "I'm sorry." before following the droid. Caroline waves at Toba, and frowns when nothing is returned. The door closes leaving Toba to his thoughts.

With Ben, Dr. Kliford, and Caroline.

Ben looks around at the grey metal walls and blinks as aliens pass them. They look at him and Caroline before continuing with their business. The droid carrying Dr. Kliford stops near a door and walks through it. Ben and Caroline follow and blink at the grey wall. Ben raises an eyebrow and deadpans. "Where's the door?" Caroline looks at him and Klaus blinks his button eye. The droid sticks it's head out of the door and it's face plate lights up in a devious smile and shrinks back into the wall. Ben takes the hint and walks through the wall. He shivers at a strange feeling and gawks at the lab. Caroline walks in behind him, and bumps into him. Her face soon mirrors his.

The lab, to say the least, was astounding. White sterile metal replaced the cold grey metal in the halls. It faintly smelled of chlorine and other chemicals but it wasn't overwhelming. Tables jut out of the walls, each lined with various scientific equipment: Microscopes, beakers, and even some spare parts to some machine. Large medical berths line the main floor, each with their own medical tools. Dr. Kliford was seen walking around the lab, picking up small things and putting them in small cubby holes. He turns around and nods at Ben and Caroline.

"Please lie down on the berth and prepare for a medical examination."

Ben starts to sweat a little at 'medical examination' 'Medical examination? What does that mean? Large needles, saws, bone cutters?! I don't like going to the doctor!' Dr. Kliford seems to know what Ben is thinking and chuckles a little. "It's just some simple scans and a little blood work. Nothing too scaring." Ben and Klaus let out a small breath and Ben does as said. He lays down on the metal booth, surprised by the metals warmth and blinks when the berth rises into a chair position. The droid grabs Caroline's arm and leads her to another berth. She blinks and shivers as the berth raises and the droid pulls out a small clipboard. Dr. Kliford does the same and pushes a button on the side of the berth, causing two columns to rise from the ground. They shift and a cylindrical cuff juts from the columns. Ben blinks and watches as Dr. Kliford raises the high tech clipboard to Ben's head.

"Please, put you arms into the cuffs and then we can begin the examination."

The droid does the same and its visor lights up in surprise when the small Galvan speaks to it. "Do a deep genetic and deep body scan for her, Tim." The droid, now named Tim, beeps and whirs before extending the cuffs. An extra set extends from the side of the columns and Tim guides Caroline's hands into the cuffs. Ben watches as the cuffs clamp down on his forearms and the left cuff extend over the Omnitrix. Dr. Kliford punches in a few keys on his clipboard and Ben shivers as a small humming echoes through his body. Klaus chatters from his side and Ben raises an eyebrow and he looks at the small Galvan next to him. "So, Toba said you would explain some of the science stuff. Such as the S.R.S.D.'s and the strange rocks fired by your weapons?"

"Did he now?" The small Galvan mutters and moves around Ben. Caroline giggles from the side and Ben looks at her. Tim was prodding at her body and typing away at a small tablet. Dr. Klifford hums to himself and he sighs after a few seconds. He clears his throat and says. "Where do I begin? Ah, let's start with my arrival."

"I had arrived a few months after Toba and the others. Before arriving in this universe, I was a part of the Galvan weapons development. Our job was to create weapons for the Galvan and other militaries, and to experiment and create new technologies for the betterment of all species. My specialty was robotics and A.I. programming. I wasn't the best student but nor was I the worst. I was well known in my field, and even the First Thinker gave me praise for my work." Ben stares for a second and says.

"Azmuth gave you praise? That grumpy old toad…."

Dr. Klifford stops for a second and stares at Ben. Ben stares back and the small Galvan asks. "You know the first thinker?"

"It's a long story. I'll tell you later." Ben waves Dr. Klifford to continue and the Galvan stares before returning to his story.

"I was on a transport ship. We were transporting some new experimental weapons and equipment to a dead planet in the far arm of the Galaxy. We had just entered hyper space when something happened. Something ate the ship we were in. It wasn't organic nor was it another ship. The only thing I remember from that was a loud cracking noise and screams of the other crew members. I awoke to moving waves and a cold breeze. The ship had crashed into the bay of the island and had settled into the sand. At first, I was worried about the other crew members, but the main concern was the ships core. I couldn't tell if it was damaged. The crew was fine, mostly, a few injuries here and there, but nothing serious. The next bit of business was to check the core and the cargo. After that, it was simple. Deploy an emergency beacon and wait. About a week later, Toba found us and that was that. He brought us to the town and welcomed us with open arms. We accepted and slowly but surely took our ship apart for materials. The weapons were took and copied by some of the miners, and the ships core, used as a power source. The town was only a few months old and it was having some trouble. The core of mining ships can last for years if needed, but most of them were damaged. We needed a new power source, and needed one quickly."

Dr. Klifford blinks when Tim walks behind him and hands him the tablet he was typing on. The Galvan looks at it and nods before typing on it for a few seconds. He hands it back and looks down at his own tablet before asking. "Any questions?" Ben shakes his head and Dr. Klifford clears his throat before beginning.

"Most of the crew was Galvan, each of varying fields, so we were quickly put to work. Due to my nature and personality, Toba made me a medic, even though I wasn't trained for it. He didn't care and before long, I was studying various books on anatomy. I quickly began to like the field, but I still had that urge to create and program. My chance was given when the 'strange rocks' were discovered. Some of the Talpaedan miners were complaining about these rocks that when smashed would explode with equal amount of energy. This garnered attention and before long labs, and infirmaries across the town were being filled with the rocks. The rocks were strange in their composition. In its pure form in looked like a stalactite but it was riddled with microscopic holes. It was a giant sponge! Everyone was confused, and I, more so. I wasn't a geologist, so I had no idea what I was doing. But I did something different."

Ben blinks a little at the small explanation. He feels something trail along his spine and stop at his head. The same feeling was spreading across his hands and neck. He looks around, his head snapping back and forth, and Dr. Klifford looks at him and says. "This next part will hurt. Be ready."

Ben looks at the Galvan, his eyes wide with worry and fear. He speaks, his voice shaking slightly. "What is going to hurt?" Dr. Klifford looks at him with eyes squinted and his mouth set into large grin. "Nothing yet. Just wanted to scare ya." Ben breathes a sigh of relief and shifts his body as the feeling increases and Dr. Klifford returns to his story.

"In science, you can get pretty far with speculation, studying, and scanning an object. But you have to physically test it, to get more conclusive results. I did exactly that, and tested the miners' complaints. I had one of my patients, a Tetramand, punch a rock the size of a human basketball. I had one of my microscopes focus on the microscopic structure of the rock, another on the surface, and I had another instrument measure the energy. I gave the count down, and watched the rock be hit. To my shock, the Tetramand was thrown back by the rock, and dazed by the impact. Imagine a full grown Tetramand, being knocked back and dazed by a rock? It's quite funny…" Ben snickers at the mental picture. A small rock, proudly sitting on a knocked out Tetramand. It was funny, and he couldn't help but laugh. "I checked on the Tetramand, and looked at the readings. What played across the screens still astound me to this day. The rock when struck, would expand the microscopic holes on its surface, and absorb the force and energy produced, before hardening its surface. It would then expel the absorbed energy towards the original force. "

"That's….pretty cool." Ben says with wide eyes. The idea of a rock pushing back was astounding to him. Dr. Klifford nods at the answer and speaks.

"It is very cool. I reported my discovery, and soon enough, other scientists were trying the same experiment. But the rock does far more than just absorb outside forces. It can absorb and store large amounts of energy. After the initial tests, we started to experiment with it and we came up with a name. We called it Remenium, after the planet it was found on. We placed a nigh full reactor from one of the remaining mining ships, near a small sample of Remenium and watched as it absorbed the energy. Within a few minutes however the sample exploded in an array of radioactive shrapnel. We tried again, but with a larger sample and the amount of energy absorbed, increased. The larger the rock, the more it can absorb. Luckily, the miners had been finding large caverns and caves filled with Remenium and before long; it was being used as energy storage. And then we found, what the humans and faunus call, Dust. We experimented with Remenium and Dust, and were met with explosive results. When the two are placed near each other, Remenium would absorb the Dusts energy and properties. And when shot at a high speed, the rock would explode with the properties of dust being prevalent. And so, with this discovery, ammunition was changed to Remenium for it was in abundance, and weapons were modified to shoot the new rounds. They are quite useful for subduing most beings."

A small ding makes Dr. Klifford stop and look at Ben. The berth he was setting on was glowing a light green and the clamps around he hands were flashing from red to green. Dr. Klifford pulls up his pad, and types away on it. Two small mechanical arms come out from under the berth and small needles eject from them. Ben gulps a little and his green eyes widen when the small Galvan grins a little and asks. "Do you hate needles?"

"Uhhh…no?"

"Good! That makes this so much easier"

The mechanical arms quickly move to Ben's bond arms, and make the slow decent toward his arms. The needles gleam sharply and Ben tries to become one with the berth. The needles are no more than a few centimeters away from his skin, when they stop. Dr. Kliford blinks and pushes the button again. Nothing happens, and he pushes the button again. He growls a little and rapidly pushes the button, before looking to his left. Tim was glaring at the small Galvan, his right foot tapping the floor with annoyance. Dr. Klifford glares with equal intensity, and Tim releases a few beeps and whirs. The staring contest lasts for a few more seconds before ending with Dr. Klifford sighing. "Your blocking the signal aren't you?" Tim beeps in affirmative before helping Caroline off the berth. Dr. Klifford stares at the droid for a bit and grunts. His eyes return to Ben and he grins a little.

"I'm getting a sample of your blood, tissue, and vertebral fluid. We can get your cranial fluid later, if you get the neural interface. You ready?"

"Woah. Hold up! What's this about my head?" Ben questions and he gasps as the needles enter his arms. He watches as dark red blood flows through the needles, and he shifts when the pinching appears on his neck. His eyes shift to the right, and he watches as a clear thick fluid follows the blood. They flow into three vials, and the arms tap a small chip next to the vials. Dr. Klifford grabs the three vials and whistles to Tim. The droid stops, and turns to the Galvan. He walks over and carefully, grabs the vials, before walking away. Ben shivers as the pain slithers away, and jumps when the berth releases its hold. He grabs the back of his neck and groans. He moves his legs to the floor and asks.

"Why do you need my vertebral fluid?"

Dr. Klifford smiles a little and winks. Ben opens his mouth to say something, and it is cut short when Caroline shoves a sucker into his mouth. He coughs and stutters for a few seconds before humming in delight at the flavor. 'Pineapple mango. Yumm~~~' He blinks and blushes when Caroline and Dr. Klifford are smirking at his blissful face. He stands up, looks around the little lab, and stares as Tim walks into the room with a tray of….sweets? The droid walks over to a small corner and kicks the wall, causing a large table to shoot out of it. Three stools spike out of the ground and scoot to the table. Dr. Klifford walks over and hops to the table. He grabs a cookie, and chomps it. He moans in pleasure, turns to Tim, and says. "Wondrous job as always Tim.' The small Galvan turns to Ben and Caroline and waves them over.

They look at each other, shrug and walk to the table. Ben takes the seat, and marvels at the warmth of the metal. Caroline does the same, and Klaus jumps from her hands onto the table. Dr. Klifford eats the rest of his cookie before saying.

"Before I explain the droids, would anyone like a sweet? Tim is an amazing baker, and he takes great pride in his sweets."

Ben looks down at the tray, his green eyes washing the sweets over. Some of them looked like basic cookies, chocolates, and cakes. A few however were alien to say the least. He shrugs, takes the lollipop out of his mouth, and grabs a weird sweet. It was no bigger than a walnut, but the surface was smooth and shiny. The bottom was a dark brown, and the top was a dark green. There were others like it, all stacked into a neat pyramid, but the tops were each a different color. Ben clicks his teeth and throws the ball into his mouth, and bites. It was softer than he thought, and then the flavor hit. The bottom was a dark chocolate, smooth and rich, the top was a hard candy that tasted faintly like sour apple, and the inside was filled with a thick, vivacious liquid. It had a faint taste of strawberries, with a hint of grapes and pineapples. Ben swears his legs went numb from the taste and he knows that he was making a blissful face. He swallows the treat and sighs in happiness, and looks at Tim.

"I'm not leaving without the recipe for these." Ben says with the serious face he could muster. Tim looks at him, and releases a few whirs and bows in thanks. Ben turns when Dr. Klifford laughs. "The marble candies always get that reaction." Ben huffs a little and grabs another. This one was red, and tasted like apples. Caroline blinks a little and grabs what looks like a crème puff before biting it. Her reaction was the same as Bens, and before long she was scarfing down the other puffs. Tim looks at her and walks out the door, only to return with a full tray of the crème puffs. He hands it to Caroline and she stares at him with stars for eyes. She gives him a quick hug, in which he pats her back, before sitting down and eating the puffs.

Ben smiles at her and blinks when a cup was sat in front of him. He looks at the steaming liquid before getting the faint smell of… "Peppermint?" Ben asks with surprise lacing his voice. Dr. Klifford sighs in content when he sips from his cup, his whiskers flicking up and down in happiness.

"Peppermint tea. Most Galvans don't have a sweat tooth but I have a full set." Dr. Klifford says with a small smile and Tim beeps a few times before laying a small cup of cubed sugars on the table. Ben grabs two sugars and watches as they dissolve. He takes a sip and smiles at the taste. "I'm not much of a tea fan, but I'll drink it if it's sweet."

Dr. Klifford nods in agreement before coughing into his hands. "Now then, let's start with droids. You probably want to know how they were created."

"It would clear up a few things." Ben says while chewing threw another marble candy. Dr. Klifford takes a sip from his tea and begins.

"After the whole Remenium discovery, we had started small scale production of robots. These bots were made to help improve daily lives. They would help out in the house, they would dig with the miners, they would play with the kids, they would do everything they were told. But the bots weren't the best of designs. They had wires everywhere, their exoskeletons were old and bent, and their cold look had a lot of people shivering. But they helped increase production and expansion, and so we kept up the production of the bots. And before long the town had three floors to it, and the third floor was being filled with homes and other things. There was one issue however. The town had a 'dry' streak. You see, every so often a portal would open up and dump random objects on the island. And for a decent amount of time, the town used the portals to gather supplies and other things. So, during this dry streak we had to find another way to get supplies. Food was the biggest issue. Some plants didn't do so well underground, and the few that did didn't produce enough per plant to feed a growing town. So we started to return to the surface. At first we tried sending some of our soldiers and a few farmers onto the surface to start a farm. They came back a few days later, tired, beat, and injured. The Grimm attacked them and everything related to them. We tried it again with a larger force but the results were the same. We were lucky the portals started reappearing, but we didn't want another accident. So we started exploring more ideas. And then, a miner bot was cut off due to a roof collapse. Nothing new, so the workers told their boss and went on with their work. The boss came to the labs a few hours later, he was a Galvanic mechamorph, so it was a little weird seeing him in miner wear. Apparently, the bot wasn't destroyed in the cave in and was walking through a mess of tunnels leading to the surface."

Ben blinks at that and looks at Caroline, who had a second tray full of crème puffs. He gawks at that, and she smiles at him, half of a crème puff in her mouth. She slurps in back into her gullet and Ben just stares. "You could probably out eat a Gourmand. Who I kidding? Gourmands eat their planets."

Dr. Klifford chuckles at that and answers "The Gourmands have always taken certain things to extremes. Now where was I? Oh yes, the miner bot."

"At first we were confused. How did this concern us? It then dawned on us; the bot was going to the surface. All bots have a camera placed on their body for surveillance. We had a free ticket to see the surface and where we could plant farms. So we activated the camera and watched as the bot slowly made its way to the surface. After a few minutes, the bot detected wind and light. It had to dig through a small patch of dirt, but there it was standing in a clearing a few miles away from the mountain. We were ecstatic. The Miners boss had left the bots' command codes when he left for home, so we told the bot to explore the surrounding area. The bot did that and more, but then the Grimm showed up.

Dr. Klifford stops for a second and grabs a cookie. He nibbles on it, bites it in half, and takes a sip of his tea. He wipes the crumbs from his mouth, and wiggles his whiskers. He begins again.

"That put a hamper on the excitement. We were ready to throw in the towel, when something caught our attention. Normally when the Grimm notice a person, they either attack or wait to be attacked. But in this situation the Grimm, a small pack of Beowolves, approached the bot and didn't attack. They smelled the bot, poked it, and a few of them growled at it but they never attacked. Before long they lost interest, and went on their merry way. We sent a squad to retrieve the bot, and soon enough we had another idea. 2 weeks later, we sent 14 bots to the surface with the sole task to make farms and small scale gardens. They did just that and not a single attack from the Grimm. Hell the Grimm surprised us even more. The bots weren't very strong. A little stronger than a human, but not strong enough to do certain tasks. Sometimes the bots would dig up large rocks, or roots that they couldn't move or cut. The Grimm helped the bots by cutting, and digging out large rocks. The first harvest was a few weeks later, and the flavors were out of this world. The next week, a plan was made. A plan that would change the entire way this little town operated."

He tapers off for a few seconds and Tim pats the Galvan's head. Ben chuckles a little at the sight but keeps it to himself. They all jump at the loud noise that follows the silence. They turn their heads to a lightly blushing Caroline, and Ben claps. Tim follows shortly after and Dr. Klifford just shakes his head. Ben looks at her in awe. "That was awesome. I give it a 10/10, would clap again." Tim beeps at her and raises a fist bump, which Caroline confusedly copies. They hear a soft cough, turn to their left, and smile sheepishly at an irate sighing Dr. Klifford. They return to their original positions and whistle innocently. The small Galvan glares at them before huffing and returning to his tea. He takes a sip, and returns to his story.

"We needed a new bot that could survive and function on the surface. A bot that could function by itself and make independent choices. At first, the idea would fluctuate. It would gain followers, and then lose followers. To add to the list of problems, we didn't have a line of coding that met our 'needs'. The idea seemed loss but a good friend of mine, reminded me and a few others of something. The ship we arrived on was a transport ship. And the ship was transporting some experimental technology. One in particular stood out, a self replicating and sentient line of code. This line of code was what we needed, so we devised a plan. A plan that to acquire the line of coding and use it, to create a new line of sentient and efficient bots. Toba was notified and a team made. The ship was still being dismantled for scrap but some of the parts were too dangerous to explore and a large portion of it was sinking into the oceans sand and silt. We modified a few bots for underwater exploration and a few soldiers helped. Before long, the team was ready, and they were deployed." Dr. Klifford takes a small sip of his tea and smiles lightly in remembrance. He chuckles lowly and continues the story.

"It took them 2 days to find the damn thing, and we were ecstatic when they found it. It was a small sphere, no larger than a human skull, and it was cracked. One of the bots picked it up, and we experienced some interference. Nothing happened after that, and the team returned. But one bot, the one who picked the sphere up, was acting strange."

Ben raised an eyebrow and wondered. He slowly connected the pieces and his eyes widened, Dr. Klifford notices this and grins. "Figured it out?" Ben nods and looks at him. "The orb was cracked, and when the bot picked it up…."

"Bingo! The coding flowed into the bot." Dr. Klifford finishes and his grin turns into a smirk, He chuckles lowly at Bens face and Caroline pokes Ben's cheek. He shakes off the poke and glares at Caroline and Klaus. Klaus laughs at him and points his zipper. Ben's glare takes a new turn and Klaus quickly stops. A starry figure appears above Ben and it's green eyes narrow slightly at the magical bag, and Klaus scoots backwards. Ben stops glaring and turns to Dr. Klifford and Tim. Both were staring and laughing slightly. Ben sighs lowly and says. "Continue."

Dr. Klifford nods and begins. "Once we realized that the coding wasn't 'dead', we started communicating with it. The only issue was that the bot it inhabited wasn't really built for conversations, so it was impaired. At first, it would write on a piece of paper, asking questions, and answering them. After a few weeks, we upgraded the bot it inhabited, and it started talking. It was fascinated with everything: cooking, gardening, military, warfare, and many others and after awhile it found a name: Thatch. A weird name, but it fit the code perfectly. After that, it identified itself as 'male' and before long; he was actively helping the town. We told him of our predicament and he was happy to help. Old droids and bots were recalled and given new software, which allowed them to think and feel. There was one issue though, the hardware couldn't handle the new software. We had issues: Rampancy, personality disorders, and self harm. Thatch took it on himself to make a frame, that could handle the software and perform all jobs. He asked all able bodied scientists to help, and the droids you see walking through the streets? That was the culmination of 20 scientists and Thatches will."

"Sounds like an awesome guy." Ben's voice snaps the good doctor from his memories and he smiles sadly. Ben looks on in confusion at Dr. Kliffords sad smile. The small Galvan looks up from his tea and sighs. "He was the best being that I've had the honor of meeting."

Ben blinks at the wording choice and pales. Caroline pokes his cheek with her finger and Ben jolts lightly. He pushes her hand away, and looks at the small Galvan. "He's dead?" Dr. Klifford nods and answers. "In a sense, yes. But after the first generation was made, he didn't stop. He started making frames that were specialized: Construction, Military, Gardeners, Farmers, Police, Riot, and so much more. The strain was too much for him to take, and he started breaking down. Each day, a piece of him disappeared, and he knew it. He knew it, and didn't stop. When asked, Thatch would smile in his own way, and answer. 'I don't want to leave, knowing I could've made a difference somewhere else. I want all the bots and droids to have a chance, in this world. A chance for family, a chance for friends, a chance to live to their own wishes, a chance to do things I never will.' And he damn well meant it. On his last day, he discovered the way to completely stop code degradation. He couldn't use it on himself, he was too far gone but he had a final ditch effort. Thatch uploaded himself into a computer and terminated himself."

Ben gasps. "He killed himself?!" Dr. Klifford looks at him with a small glower and Ben closes his mouth. "Sorry." The Galvan waves him off and continues. "In a sense, yes…"

"I'm sensing that he didn't die." Ben mumbles to himself as he throws another Marble candy into his mouth. Oh, that one was grape.

"…But he had a plan. His coding was the basis for all upgrades, and births. By that point, all droids and bots had his coding in their own. When he self terminated, he released the cure for code degradation, and pieces of his conscious followed. He gave every single droid and bot, a piece of him to learn and grow as an individual. Every single bot you see, has a small code within them, a code that holds within it, the dreams and hopes of Thatch. And every bot made, has this code passed down from their parents. Thatch didn't die, he just passed the torch."

He looks up and stares blankly. Ben was wiping his eyes, and Klaus was patting his shoulder. Ben looks up and looks at Tim. He hugs the bot and Tim, jumps in surprise before returning the hug. Ben pulls backs and rubs his eyes. "Why do I have to be a sap for sad stories?" Caroline, and Klaus shrug and Dr. Klifford chuckles lightly. He blinks when a 'ding' is heard from his pad. He pulls it up and reads an unknown message. He nods in acceptance and stands up from his small chair. Ben blinks at the Galvan and raises an eyebrow when he turns to him. Dr. Klifford looks at Ben and smiles lowly.

"Our meeting is hereby finished. Toba has requested you in the War Room. But he says 'not to rush' and for you to explore a little before you come. I'll send your exams to him when they are done. Visit me when you know about the Neural interfaces."

Ben blinks a little. "What?" He doesn't get an answer as Tim whirs. The seat shoots into the ground and Ben stumbles backward. Caroline catches him with her lower arms and he nods in thanks. Dr. Klifford jumps from the table, and he looks at Tim. "Show them the way to the Armory." Tim nods at him and waves Ben through the door. Ben turns around and yells at the small Galvan. "Thanks for the stories!" The Galvan waves at him and Ben turns to Tim. Caroline walks behind them, her height shadowing them.

"To the armory?" Ben wonders. Tim nods and walks away, his feet clanking all the way. Ben looks at Caroline and deadpans at her face. Her cheeks were full of crème puffs and she waves at him. He sighs before following Tim, Klaus' laugh echoing behind him. After a few turns, a short elevator ride, and an annoying security check, they arrived at a heavily scarred door. Ben looks at it and turns to Tim. "That's not very reassuring.." Tim's mechanical laugh causes Ben to smile lightly and he jumps when the bot hands him a small plastic bag. Bens green eyes sparkle at the marble candies and he nods at Tim. Tim nods back and hands Caroline a small bag full of crème puffs. She grins and hugs the bot, causing him to pat her back. Tim flashes his visor a green and walks away, waving.

Ben and Caroline wave back and glance at each other. Klaus jumps from Caroline's side and reattaches to Bens. He raises his zipper in a salute and Ben deadpans. He gulps and waves his hand over the doors scanner. He blinks as the room seems to brighten and he walks in. He glances around the room and smiles at it. To his left was the firing ranges, small walls separated each lane and casings covered the floor. To his right was a small lounge area, with vending machines, and some small snacks. A few droids walk past him, and glance in his direction. He waves at them and they wave back. He walks forward and looks around. He blinks when a voice echoes from the room. "You must be the human, whose turned this town on its head."

Ben looks around and blinks. "Uh…Yes?" The room seems to vibrate for a few seconds before the voice echoes again. "Oh! My apologies. This must be confusing. Let me disconnect myself and we can talk face to face."

Caroline taps Bens shoulder and gives him a 'what' look. He shrugs and they both jump when a wet 'plop' comes from behind them. They turn and stare at the black and green blob, and step back as it stretches and grows. The blob forms a tall humanoid shape, and green lines travel across its body. A singular green eye flashes into existence and Ben raises an eyebrow. "A Galvanic Mechamorph?"

The Galvanic Mechamorph nods his head; Ben was taking a guess at the gender, and introduces himself. "Hello. My name is Novus." Ben smiles and introduces himself. "Yo. Benjamin E. K. Tennyson. And this is Klaus," The small magical bag waves his zipper. "And this is Caroline." Caroline pokes Novus in the side and he glances at her. He stands to his full height, and Ben sweats a little. Galvanic Mechamorphs weren't the largest of species but they were larger than a normal human. Novus was no different. His arms were long and skinny, ending with 4 fingers and an apposable thumb. His body was lanky, and his legs followed the same path as his arms. His neck was elongated, and he twisted it to the side and speaks. His voice was slow and methodical. "I apologize for the earlier confusion. I tend to stay connected with this room."

Ben waves him off with a hand. "You're good." Novus nods and walks away. Ben and Caroline glance at each other and follow. Novus places his hand against a wall, and green lines travel along it. The wall extends and Novus glances at them with the equivalent of a smile. Ben feels his jaw drop and Klaus chitters from his side in surprise. Caroline sputters in awe at the sight and Novus spreads his arms. "Welcome to my shop!"

The wall had extended into a small work station. Ben noticed some of the weapons displayed behind Novus, and glances at them. He could identify some of them, but many of them he couldn't. He walks over to the small workshop and smiles lightly at the random parts strewn about, and glances at a few dismantled weapons. Novus looks at him, and blinks. "Do my sensors deceive me? I'm sensing Marble candies from your pockets." Ben blinks and pulls the small bag of candies from his pants pocket. Novus brightens and asks. "May I have one?"

Ben nods and pulls out 2. He eats one and hands the other to the Galvanic Mechamorph. They both hum in satisfaction, and Novus sighs. "Tim is a master of sweets." Ben nods in agreement and blinks when Novus stands a little straighter.

"Sweets aside, I believe you have something for me to look at. A rifle of some sort?"

Bens eyes widen and he grasps the rifle on his back and pulls it off. Novus brightens in surprise, his green lines flashing and lessening, and he looks in confusion at the rifle. Ben holds it in his hands and Novus glances at it. "That was…odd. The weapon must have an optical camouflage, to hide it from view." Ben shrugs and lays the weapon on the counter. Novus looks over it and hums. "I recognize this rifle."

"You do?" Ben asks surprised. Novus blinks and corrects himself. "My apologies, I know the make of this rifle, not the rifle itself." Ben slumps and Caroline pats his shoulder. Klaus pats his thigh, and Ben nods. He stands a little straighter when Novus speaks. "The rifle seems to be based off an old human rifle. From the World War 2 era in human history, if I'm correct. The M1 Garand, if my memory can be trusted. A well made rifle, even by today's standards. "

Ben nods and looks it over. The rifle gleamed in the light, and he smiles at it. "Can I shoot it?" Novus looks at him for a few seconds and reaches under his counter. He pulls out a few clips and lays them on the top. "Help yourself." Ben grins and grabs them. He grabs the rifle and jogs over to a free lane. He loads the rifle, and smirks at its happy 'tink'. He blinks when a target slides into his lane and hovers at the halfway mark. Ben takes a calming breath and raises the rifle to his shoulder. He closes left eye, and moves the sight to the targets center. He bends his knees and with a gentle pull of the trigger, the rifle sounds off. It kicks against Bens shoulder, and he curses at the force. The bullet veers from the target, and hits the hard ground behind it. The casing falls to the ground with a 'ding' and Ben looks to his side.

Klaus looks up at him, his zipper mouth drawn into a teasing smirk. Ben glares at him, and the magical bag, snickers. Caroline walks behind him, her hands covering her ears and Ben apologizes. Ben aims, and takes another shot. This one hits the targets lower half. He frowns to himself, and fires two rounds in quick succession. They hit the targets, inner circle and he grins. He fires the last 4 rounds and the rifle 'pings' as the clip is ejected. Novus walks over. "Anything wrong?" Ben shakes his head.

"No. The rifle is awesome. It's firing correctly, but I'm not accustomed to its recoil. It's a little long, for my tastes anyway.."

Novus nods. "You can shorten the rifle, if wanted." Ben nods and blinks when the rifle starts humming in his hand. He glances at it, and his eyes widen at it. The rifle was visibly shaking, and Ben could feel the heat coming from it. He turns to Novus, his mouth opening to ask a question, when the rifle physically explodes. The force of the explosion sends Ben flying backwards and into Caroline's arms. He groans, and Caroline glances at him worriedly. Novus glances at the lane, and his singular eye widens. He turns and yells. "Take cover!" Ben looks up, winching at the light pain, and his eyes widen. The rifle was floating in the air, a sphere of energy surrounding it. The sphere pulsates, and a wave of energy follows it, tickling Bens skin. He scrambles to stand up, and jogs over to Novus's station. He vaults the counter and hides behind it, Caroline following. Novus joins them a few seconds later and he glances at Ben.

"Does this normally happen when you bring a weapon to an armory?" Ben shakes his head. "No. Does this happen when somebody brings a weapon into your armory?" Novus shakes his and Ben nods. "Then we're in the same boat."

They stare at each other and nod. Ben peaks over the counter, and stares at the rifle. The wooden frame had disappeared, showing the metal under it, and the sphere of energy was fluctuating. He stares as the metal melts into a silver liquid, and encompasses the sphere of energy. He returns to the counter, and Novus glances over it, his singular eye narrowing at it. "That's…different." Ben nods and Caroline hisses when something smacks into her head. They turn to her and blink at the sight. Random parts were floating from their positions and were making their way to the now silver sphere. Ben ducks when, what looked like a firing mechanism shoots near his head, and into the sphere. They watch as the parts enter the sphere, and grow in size. Novus looks at Ben. "Please tell me, you didn't accidentally bring a bomb into my armory?"

Ben shrugs, and Novus slaps his face. He glares and Ben rubs the back of his head. They all blink when the orb pulses and the ground shakes. The glance over the counter and their eyes travel across the orb. It shifts and twitches, before shrinking into a vague rifle shape. The silver liquid, smooths into a light grey, and it shines bright. Ben and the others cover their eyes, and blink away the spots. Ben stares at the object floating, in the lane. It was a rifle; there was no doubt about that. It was a clean grey, with small hexagons following the metal. A scope floats above it, oddly shape, and a soft glow extends from the side of the weapon. (It an almost exact copy to the light rifle in Halo 5: Guardians) it floats in the air, waning slightly and Ben looks at Novus. "Have you ever seen something like this?"

"In personal experience, no. In book and records, yes." Ben glances at him in confusion. Novus vaults over the counter, surprising Ben and Caroline. Klaus jumps from Bens side and hops onto the counter, waving Ben up. Ben curses and slowly stands up, his eyes snapping to the rifle. Novus was looking at it, and reached for it. He jolts back as a small pulse is emitted, melting his arm into a puddle. Novus jumps back and hisses slightly. Ben vaults the counter and looks at him. "You okay?" Novus nods. "I'm fine. It emitted a low electromagnetic pulse, just enough to destabilized my hand." He reforms his hand and clasps it. Ben nods and walks forward. Caroline joins them, and Novus looks at Ben. "What are you doing? Get away from that thing!" Ben looks back. "I brought the rifle in, so it's my responsibility." Ben glances down at the rifle and reaches for it. He closes his eyes as his hand touches the cool metal, and he waits. Nothing happens and he opens one eye. The rifle was still hovering, but the metal was now warm, and vibrating. Ben grabs the handle and grunts when the rifle ceases it's floating and gravity takes its course. He shifts the rifle in his hand, and glances at it. The light glow brightens into a green, and Ben blinks a little. Fingertips were prodding his mind, and he looks at the rifle.

"You transformed?" The rifle seems to purr in content and Ben turns to Novus. The Galvanic Mechamorph was staring at him, single eye a question mark. Ben explains. "It changed. The rifle adapted to me, and transformed into something I would be comfortable with." Novus's eye shrinks into a dot, and then shifts into an exclamation mark. He walks over, and his eye looks over the rifle. He scratches his chin and Ben raises an eyebrow. Novus hums. "A weapon that changes to its users needs. Astounding.."

"Is this rare?" Ben asks. Novus shakes his head. "Not really. The idea was implemented decades ago, in the home universe at least. But one hasn't been seen in quite some time."

Ben shrugs a little and raises the rifle to his shoulder. He closes one eye, and jumps when the scope breaks apart, and moves closer to his eye, and the target magnifies. He pulls back the scope returning to its original spot. He tests it again, and smiles in glee at the same reaction. He looks at it, and asks. "I wonder what it fires.." Novus motions to the range. "Only one way to find out."

Ben walks to the lane and aims at the target. The scope comes up, and he moves the small dot over the center. His finger scrambles to find the trigger, but he finds it. He takes a breath, and pulls it. The weapon kicks, and Ben watches as a light green projectile shoots through the air and hits the targets center. He stares at the target, and the now 50 cent piece hole in the center. "Holy…"

"My word!" Ben hears Novus exclaim from behind him. He turns to the Galvanic Mechamorph and flinches from the close proximity. "It fired light. It fired Hardened Light!" Novus exclaims in delight. Ben shifts under the tall Galvanic Mechamorphs stare and asks. "Isn't that uhh…impossible?" Novus shakes his head rapidly.

"Improbable, not impossible. It has been the aim of militaries across the universe for centuries, but very few have working prototypes."

Novus lays his hands out and asks. "May I?" Ben looks at the weapon. It hums in acceptance and Ben hands it to Novus. Novus brightens and his arms merge with the rifle. Ben watches, mute, as Novus seems to jiggle with glee and glances at Klaus. Klaus shrugs, his button eyes confused. Novus's voice brings Ben back to attention. "This weapon is ASTOUNDING! High grade wiring, made of an unknown substance, carry the electrical charge at rapid intervals. It's made of an unknown, strong and yet light, material with liquid properties. A constant beam of light travels through it, acting as a barrel for the hard light projectiles, and by the looking of things, it has a…metallic core?" Ben blinks at the confusion.

"Is that bad?"

Novus shakes his head. "No. Liquid cores are normally found on adaptive, weapon platforms. It's odd to find on a hand held weapon unless it…..can shift, and transform." Novus disconnects from the rifle and hands it to Ben. Ben grabs it and Novus points to the range. "If you don't mind, I would like to perform some tests with the rifle." Ben nods his consent, and Novus flashes a bright green. The paper target is moved away, and a droids frame replaces it. Novus points to it. Ben looks at it and shrugs. He aims, and fires. The light flies through the air, and impacts the droids frame with a small 'dink'. They stare at the hold in its chest, and Novus nods before saying. "It can puncture the standard armor for the droids, with little to no resistance. Next!"

Another frame replaces the first one, this one larger and heavily armored. "This is an old riot droid frame. Heavily armored, and made to stop a Tetramand, and anything else from puncturing it." Ben nods and fires the rifle again. They watch as armor kick from the round, but Novus hums. "It punctured, but it stopped at the 5th trauma plate. That thing has some power."

Ben agrees with him, and looks down when the rifle seems to growl. He watches the scope and jumps when it splits into small tendrils. The tendrils latch onto the Omnitrix, and jerk before coming to a stop. The once green beam turns a hateful red and Ben flinches when the rifle increases in heat. Novus glances at the rifle and asks. "What just happened?"

Ben shrugs and is about to answer when the Omnitrix beeps. "Pyronite DNA has been accessed by an unknown piece of technology. Activating protective measures…." They look at the rifle and the Omnitrix and jump when it speaks again. "Protective measures halted. Unknown technology has exchanged info with this unit, and has been upgraded to friendly." Ben looks at it and turns to Caroline, who was playing with Klaus. She waves at him and he waves back, a small smile on his face. He turns to Novus and says. "I think it and the Omnitrix just became friends."

Novus nods. "But what does the 'Pyronite DNA being accessed' mean?" Ben shrugs and shivers slightly. He looks around and blinks when a shadow, appears whispering. "Shoot it and find out." Before fading away. Ben looks at the Riot frame and shrugs. He raises the rifle and aims, shifting at the heat, and blinks as the scope had changed. The sight was a thick red dot, and it seemed to fluctuate with the heat. He shrugs, and aims for the frames heads. He pulls the trigger, and his eyes widen at the kick. 'Holy crap!' Instead of a small projectile coming from the barrel, a thick red beam shoots from it, and impacts the frame. They watch as the frame jerks, and the armor shatter. It stops and a burning hole is seen coming from the impact. Novus mimics his thoughts. "Holy…It destroyed the Riot armor." He flashes a green and the armor is moved to the lane and they stare at it. The torso was barely holding on, and the heat coming from it causes Ben to step back. Novus looks over it.

"The round changed." Ben blinks. "What?" Novus looks at him. "The round changed. The rifle, seeing it couldn't puncture the Riot armor completely changed the round. It accessed the Pyronite DNA, used it to increase the rounds heat allowing it to physically melt the metal, it increased the rounds mass giving it the extra power, and the way it fired so it could puncture the heavy armor." Ben looks at the rifle and blinks when the tendrils return to the scope. He glances behind the robot and pales. "That's not the only thing it melted."

Novus follows Ben's line of sight and he turns a stark grey at the sight. The wall behind the Riot had a steaming hole, and Novus whistles lowly. Ben looks at the rifle, and whispers. "Your something else, aren't you?" The rifle doesn't answer but Ben knows the answer. He nods and walks over to the counter, Novus following. A pair of humans pass them, holding their respective rifles, and set up in a lane. Ben looks at the rifle and pats Caroline's head when he passes. Novus looks at him and asks. "Hell of a weapon."

"Yeah. It's shorter than the original, has less kick in the normal mode, and it's comfortable to fire. Only issue is the hidden secrets it has in store." Novus agrees. "It could cause some issues, especially in the battlefield." Ben grins and laughs. "Good thing, I'm good at thinking on the fly."

Novus shakes his head, laughing, and Klaus laughs alongside them. Caroline stares and shrugs her arms. A voice screams out a few seconds later.

"RICOCHET!"

Ben's head whips to the side and watches as the humans drop to the ground, and he turns to Novus, who was looking around frantically. A noise catches his attention, and he turns to it. Everything slows down to a crawl, and Bens eyes widen at the sight of a bullet ricocheting off a nearby wall. He follows the path and his eyes widen as it lead to his head. He starts to lean back, the bullet inching closer, and he stares as it was close enough for him to see the tip. He raises his arms to cover his face. He'd rather have a hole in his arms, than in his head. Time seems to speed up, and Ben's curses his bad luck. He never noticed the rifle hum, and the metal surrounding the barrel detaching. It shoots in front of his face and a bright blue light fills the room

He never sees the rifle glow slightly, and a section of the barrel separate. A blue light fills the room, and the others cover their eyes at it. They stare in shock at what was in front of them. A blue shield was in front of Ben, shaped in a triangle with three metal pieces at the corners. Ben uncovers his eyes and stares at the shield in shock and surprise. 'Where did this come from?' Ben questions and he looks to his left. The rifle was missing a side of its barrel, showing the firing mechanism behind it. The triangle shrinks into an arrow shape, and floats protectively in front of Ben.

The others cover their eyes, or in Novus's case eye, and stare in shock at what floated in front of Ben. A bright blue triangle of energy floats in front of Ben. Its corners were covered in the same metal of the rifle. Ben moves his arms away from his face and stares at the shield in front of him. He turns to the left and notices the rifle. The smooth metal along its barrel was missing showing the mechanisms beneath it. The shield starts to shrink, until a small narrow strip of metal floats in the air. Ben stands up and stares at the floating metal, and stares as it reattaches to the rifles side. He turns to the humans, and they slowly get off of the floor.

They walk over. "Everybody, okay?" Ben nods, and Caroline pokes her head from behind a wall. They sigh in relief, and walk out of the room, muttering. Ben looks to Novus, and walks over to the counter. He picks up the rifle, and looks it over. "What was that?"

"From what little I scanned, it was a hard light shield." Ben twitches slightly and shifts a little. He runs his hand around the trigger and stops when he finds a small button. He turns it over and looks at the button. It was smooth and a light blue. He pushes it and the rifle kicks, causing him to fumble it. The metal surrounding the rifles barrel breaks off, into three segments: the right barrel, the left barrel, and the under barrel. They float into the air, and surround Ben. He pokes one, and it moves slightly. Novus reaches for one, and it shocks his hand. He jerks it back, and narrows his eye.

Ben looks at them, and pushes the button. The three triangles expand into exact copies of the original shield, and float around Ben. He looks at them, his eyes sparkling and he waves his hand. He moves his hands in a variety of motions, and the shields follow. "Oh that is badass." Ben grins.

Novus nods his head in agreement and looks at them. "That's one way to put it." Ben pushes the button again and the shields return to their compact forma and they reattach to the rifle. Ben grins and looks at the others. Klaus mimics his grin and hops over to him. Ben picks him up and holds him near the rifle. Klaus pats its scope and the rifle seems to hum in greeting. Klaus grins, his zippers shining in the light and Ben shivers slightly at the implications. Klaus attaches to Bens side, and growls lightly to himself. Ben shifts the rifle to his shoulder and his finger pushes another button.

The rifle floats into the air, and the metal liquefies and shifts. It extends, and the scope bulks, and the liquid seems to flow toward the barrel. The liquid stops, and hardens, and Ben catches what the rifle had turned into.

"Are you kidding me?" Ben grumbles.

30 minutes later

Novus looks to his right and winces slightly as a yellow bolt tears through an old frame. He looks at Ben and the newly transformed rifle in his hands. Caroline grins and jumps a little when he aims and lets another volley fly through the air. Novus walks over and grabs a small strip of metal. He flips it open into a pad, and he begins typing.

"Overview of the Shifter.

When Mr. Tennyson brought the rifle to my attention, it was odd. The rifle was invisible to all except Mr. Tennyson. It is unknown why the weapon does this, but inferences can be made. The weapon, when first brought in, was reminiscent of a human rifle, used in their World war 2. A M1 Garand if my knowledge is correct, and Mr. Tennyson asked to fire it. I gave the appropriate ammunition, and he fired it. After he emptied the clip, the weapon went through a metamorphosis. It dissolved into a liquid that was vaguely metallic and it proceeded to attract spare parts that I had laying around. After a few minutes, the liquid shifted and formed a new rifle. Since Mr. Tennyson doesn't have a name for this variant, It will be named Variant 1.

Variant 1:

Seems to be a heavy hitting DMR. Shorter than the original, less kick, and fires a different round. Made of an unknown metal, that has liquid properties, and fires what many would call 'hard light'. The round has the force to puncture most armor, and can be stopped by heavy or impact resistant armor. Mr. Tennyson was surprised at the transformation, and seemed hesitant to fire it. The magazine limit for this rifle seems to be twelve, but no reload has been initiated. The weapon has shown the ability to connect to Mr. Tennyson' Omnimatrix. The other Variants have shown this ability but Variant 1 is the only one that has shown it being done. When this is achieved the weapon accesses the vast DNA within it, and can use the DNA to change its purpose and function.

The weapon has shown some level of intelligence, as when the standard round didn't puncture a Riot frame, it accessed Pyronite DNA. Once this was achieved, the round changed. It was super heated, fired with increased recoil, and increased damage. The round melted through a Riot frame, and continued into the wall behind it. Once Mr. Tennyson was done firing it, a nearby lane experienced a Ricochet. The round bounced and eventually found its way to Mr. Tennyson, in which he tried to cover his face. The weapon activated another unknown function in which, the metal surrounding its barrel separated into a single drone. The drone has the ability to deploy a 'hard light' shield, in which it used to protect Mr. Tennyson from the ricochet. The weapon has three of these shields in total and when deployed, Mr. Tennyson can control them.

Another function was found when Mr. Tennyson accidentally pushed a button on the rifle. The weapon melted into the metallic liquid and shifted into a new weapon. It is to be called Variant 2.

Variant 2:

Variant 2 mimics Variant 1 in color, and round fired. Variant 2 is an elongated version of Variant 1, with a larger scope that has a larger, more precise zoom, and a significantly smaller magazine. The weapon has shown great power, when firing at long distances, and as such, is to be classified as a Sniper rifle. Variant 2 has 2 alternate firing methods: the first one fires a single highly dense, fast traveling round of hard light at a time. The round has shown great power even at excess distances of 10,000 m. When tested, it disintegrated a set of Grade 5 Heavy armor. The weapon can fire 2 rounds, before the weapon spins a cylinder within its interior. The weapon separates during this process, allowing the insides to be seen. The second firing method is considerably different from the first method: the weapon fires a continuous beam of hard light for an interval of 2 seconds. This beam is considerably more intense than the first method, but it lacks the range of the other. This method has shown to be extremely effective against grade 3-4 Heavy armor, but it has difficulties damaging anything of a higher grade. Weapon has retained the separating shield drones, but 2 of them have been repurposed to the weapons barrel.

Mr. Tennyson prefers Variant 1, but has shown great pleasure in firing Variant 2. The final Variant that the weapon has shown is of a different model and make of the other Variants. It is vastly different from the other Variants, to the point it shouldn't even belong. The only hypothesis that I can conclude, is the liquid core within the weapon serves a dual purpose. The liquid core allows it to morph, but a strange form of energy is detected when this process happens. The energy mimics that of a spatial tear, so by this comparison the weapon must get these weapon models from alternate or parallel universe.

Variant 3:

Variant 3 is of a different model, and make of Variants 1 and 2. The weapon weighs far more than the other 2 Variants, enough that when firing Mr. Tennyson was off put by it. The scope, rectangular in shape, when aimed shows friendly in a light blue or green and enemies in an orange or red outline. The weapons magazine ejects at an angle, pointing toward the trigger which has no guard. It fires transient radiation, which is odd, but it fires it in a way that makes it special from the other Variants. The transient radiation when impacting a solid object travels through it without damaging the object. The round increases in damage, the more objects it passes through. The weapon has a slow fire rate, allowing for precise aiming. The round has shown to do high damage, to armored and unarmored units to the point of puncturing Grade 2 Heavy Armor. It has shown a secondary feature, which mimics the shield drones. A small button is located near the trigger and when pushed, the weapon fires a small yellow ball that expands into a floating shield. The shield covers the majority of the body, giving ample protection against fire. The shield holds another odd property, as Variant 3 can fire through the shield, while other rounds bounce harmlessly away. It lasts for 15 seconds before fading, and no limit has been found for the total amount of shields, that can be deployed.

The three Variants have shown great aptitude for a multitude of situations. While Mr. Tennyson has shown some small inexperience with rifles, he has shown great adaptability. He has shown to be accurate from most ranges, and is innovative with the weapons secondary functions. I recommend that Mr. Tennyson acquire a high grade Neural Interface or at the very least, equipment allowing him the same functions."

Novus stops typing and turns to look at Ben. He was grinning and marveling at Variant 3 in his hands, and he looks up. He walks over and asks. "What's up?" Novus chuckles lightly and hands him a small slip of paper. "Here's the list of Variants." Ben grabs them and nods in thanks. Klaus eats the paper and 'burps'. They all glance at the cackling magical bag, and Ben sighs.

Novus shakes his head and stands up a little straighter when he receives a message. He reads it, and deadpans. He turns to Ben and bends down showing him the message. Ben reads it and pales. He forgot about the meeting. He turns and looks at Novus, who glances at the door. "You may wish to start running."

Ben nods and dashes out of the room, Caroline behind him confusion on her face. Novus shakes his head and looks at the message and wonders. 'Wonder why the Marshalls need him?' He ponders it for a second and shrugs. No skin off his back.

With Ben.

He skids around a corner, ducking under a droid, who whines at him in anger before dodging a sprinting Caroline. He looks around, looking for any sign of where to go, and blinks when a light blue line extends in front of him. It takes a left at the next intersection and Ben follows, grinning as the rifle on his back bounces and hums in delight. The line comes to an abrupt halt near a door and Ben applies the brakes, stumbling to stop. He fails, and slams into the ground with a 'thump' and slides in front of the door. Klaus laughs at Bens luck and Ben pulls his head from the floor to glare. He blinks when two pairs of feet greet his eyes and he follows them to a pair of confused Faunus. Their weapons were at their sides, and they were glancing at him and one asks, his dog ears flapping slightly. "You okay?"

Ben nods. "This the War room?" The guard nods and asks. "Are you Ben Tennyson?" Ben nods and the guards laugh lightly. "Come in sir. The Marshalls are waiting for you."

Ben stands up and shakes off some imaginary dust. Caroline comes to a stop and glances at the guards and him in confusion. "What about my friend?" The guards glance at each other and answer. "She has to stay outside sir." Ben sighs and Caroline nods. Ben watches as she walks around a nearby corner, and rubs his forehead in annoyance. He walks through the door and into an empty hallway. He stares at the figure standing at the end.

He stood a few inches above Ben, dark blue hair wild, and light blue eyes stare at Ben with curiousness. A long cape settled on the ground behind him, purple fabric ruffled slightly. Metal armor covers his legs and arms, dull in the low light, and a small white shirt covered his chest. A small blue chest plate covered it, and he moves forward. Ben follows his lead and they meet half way. They stare at each other for a few seconds and the man grins. "You must be the guy, who's turned this town on its head."

Ben nods. "It's a talent." The man laughs, small canines shining lightly and he sticks out his hand. "Jeralk Rukor. Marshall of the Blitz regiment." Ben grabs his hand and shakes it. "Benjamin Tennyson. Wielder of the Omnitrix, and resident trouble maker."

Jeralk nods and walks over to the door. Ben follows his lead and Jeralk grins and kicks the door open. It opens with a crash and Jeralk walks through it yelling. "Let's get this party started!" Ben gawks at the man, and pokes his head in the door when a voice yells out. "Damnit Jeralk! We just had that door replaced!"

The man scratches the back of his head and Ben stares at him. He looks around and someone calls out to him. "Ah, you must be Ben. Dr. Klaus speaks highly of you, even if you just met." He turns to the voice and blinks. A large oval table sits in the middle of the room and 6 people sit around it. The one nearest to him was the one who spoke and he glances to the owner. The voice belonged to a woman. Grey hair cut into a short bob framed an angular face, and light yellow eyes look at him in interest. A white uniform sets on her shoulders, immaculate and pristine, and a small dagger hangs from her hip. Ben nods in greeting and pans his head around the room.

Jeralk growls a little and yanks him into the room. Ben stumbles and knees the table. He hops in place hissing at the pain, and Klaus laughs from his side. Jeralk whispers an apology, and sits down near a monster of man. A familiar voice echoes from the room and Ben looks up. Toba was sitting at the end of the table, his legs propped up on it and the woman near him sighs. "You're late Toba." The Pyronite waves her off. "It's better to be late than never appear, Eleonora." The now named Eleonora sighs and rubs her head. Ben gulps lightly when Toba looks at him and grins.

"The city been decent to ya, Ben?" Ben nods. "It's larger than I thought, and way more complicated." Toba nods and swings his feet to the floor. "Before the matter at hand is addressed, let us introduce ourselves. Ben knows me already. Eleonora can start."

The woman glares at him, and huffs in annoyance. She turns to Ben and sticks her hand out. "Eleonora Grace. Marshall of the Siege dancers." (Yes, they have the same names of the Cabal in Destiny. What can I say, their legion names are awesome.) Ben nods in greeting and the man next to her coughs to clear his throat. He was a short man, probably a little shorter than Ben. Black hair, tainted with white and grey, framed his face into a small beard and beady green eyes stare at him. A small suit framed his body, black with a red tie, and he speaks. His voice was old and wizened but with a hint of aloofness. "Ishmael Tate. Marshall of the Apothic Legion."

"My turn." A low pitched voice echoes out and Ben turns to his right and stares. A Piscciss Volann leans forward, teeth bared in a grin. Light red eyes stare at Ben and he grins, lure brightening. "Actaeon Dreamek. Marshall of the Aqua Department." Ben nods and a small evil laugh starts. Eleonora sighs lightly, Jeralk chuckles, Ishmael raises an eyebrow, and Toba rolls his eyes as Ben turns to the owner of the laugh. Klaus looks at Ben and Ben looks at him and shrugs. A woman leans forward and Ben's eyes widen at her look. Light brown hair, and a psychotic grin covers a pale face with light brown eyes twinkling in insane delight. A black uniform, reminiscent of a Nazi Officers covers her body, and a small red band surrounds her arm. A growling wolf skull was emblazoned on it, and she looks at him with a smile. "Shadows follow you, and death follows them. Delightful~~!"

Ben blinks at her and mutters. "Uhhh….Excuse me?" She grins and Ben shivers lightly at it. "Anne Panz. Marshall of the Panzer Soldats." Jeralk waves at him from her side and Ben waves back, albeit awkwardly. Anne leans back and kicks her legs back, mimicking Jeralk. Ben looks at Jeralk who shrugs and points to his left. Ben turns and pales at the figure sitting near Jeralk. The figure leans forward and the familiar 4 yellow eyes of a Tetramand greet him. Dark blue, almost purple skin and 4 rippling arms flex and flinch in anticipation. A light grey shirt stretches and light grey digital camouflage blends into the darkness. The Tetramand looks at Ben and nods in greeting. "Kho Regar. Marshall of the Front liners." Ben nods in greeting and they all jump when Toba screams.

They turn to the screaming Pyronite and stare as he leans forward and clasps his hands together. "With the introductions out of the way, let's tell Mr. Tennyson about why he was called." Ben blinks a little. "Yeah. Why was I called? I just got here."

Eleonora coughs a little and stands up. "Since your arrival Mr. Tennyson, many things have come to light. And since these have been made public, we decided to do a little 'investigation' on you and your actions."

Ben glares a little at Toba. "You investigated me!"

Toba nods. "Nothing too invasive. A few data excursions here and there. We hacked into your academy records. And we asked some of our populace if they've heard of you, and we were quite surprised at the recognition. And with this, we heard of your exploits and wish to ask and if needed, employ your assistance." The others nod and look at Ben.

Ben frowns a little and mulls it over his head. They investigated him, without his permission, but it was for a good cause. And they didn't do anything harmful, so there's no lasting damage. He rubs his head in frustration. "What's the issue?"

Ishmael looks up at him his voice slightly cold. "Do you know of the White Fang?"

Chapter end.

Authors note: And that's a wrap! Man, this chapter was a pain in the butt to finish. Screw the FAFSA, and other college related things! I'm trying to get these chapters up and running, but school and other things keep blocking me, but I hope this little chapter will help. I need some help. Actually, I need opinions more than I need help. If you read this chapter, you probably realized that Bens rifle is a little different. I have a small list of variants that I would like to put in the story. But I would rather have a few extra opinions before I put them in.

I will post the lists separately, and will make a poll. If you have any weapon suggestions, by any means put them in your review of send them in a PM. There's only stipulation, the weapon must be of alien manufacture. I'm sorry for any and all grammar mistakes. I hope you enjoyed the chapter.

This is Luckyplains13, signing out.