Chapter 14
You know, the season finale of AF really bothered me. How anticlimactic! And how frustrating!!! The Highbreed enslaved and killed countless life forms but rather than punish them, Ben helps them and sends them on their way. Tch! Hero! Anyway, that was my reasoning for keeping Morningstar alive. I don't think Ben would have killed him.
Michael stirred against the bindings. His blue eyes opened wearily and he looked around the dusty region of the null void. He remembered everything clearly.
With a chuckle, he worked the fabric out of his mouth and, after a bit, he managed to wriggle free of his bindings.
What a fun time that had been! He hadn't planned on them overpowering him; but he, of course, had a backup plan for just such an occasion. He stretched and let out a tiny groan of self-satisfaction. He merely needed to find one of the return pods he'd sent into the Null Void; after that, he'd be transported back to earth and free to have more fun. But first things first, he was starving. He paused and felt the vibrations of life-energy bouncing off the endless field of craters.
This wouldn't take long. The creatures here offered little in the way of defense; he could suck the whole Void dry if he wanted to. A characteristically nasty grin appeared on his face and he floated off towards the source of the energy waves.
*
"It still isn't on yet," Ben said as he tapped the face of the Omnitrix and cast a worried look at the other three. "What if it never comes back on?"
"It will," Gwen reassured him though she herself was very worried. Without the Omnitrix, there was no way to become human again. "It might even set you back to your original form, like it did with the Yenaldooshi."
"The wha-what?" Kevin butted in, peaking over the large pile of Michael's alien tech that he intended to steal once the sun went down and they could leave the boy's estate.
"Benwolf," Gwen told him without missing a beat.
"Oh," Kevin shrugged and went back to rummaging.
Julie looked at her nails and gave a small sigh, "is anyone else feeling hungry?"
"I wasn't going to say anything, but yeah, actually," Ben fiddled with his fingers and all eyes drifted over to Kevin.
As if he could sense the sudden attention, the dark haired teen turned to face the three pairs of eyes staring at him. He arched a brow at the group, "Why are you all looking at me?"
"You've been like this the longest, Kevin." Gwen said with a shy shrug, "Are we supposed to eat something or do we ignore the hunger or-"
"Yeah, how did you do it?" Ben asked, his green eyes wide with a strange and dark curiosity.
Kevin froze. He couldn't tell them that he'd killed two people. What would they think of him? He covered his panic momentarily by turning from them and walking into the other room where he'd noticed a fridge during his 'shopping' spree. He pried it open and gave a little sigh of relief when he saw bags upon bags of medical blood stacked on top of each other. He pulled four of the bags from the cold box and returned to the room with the pile of soon to be stolen goods and his friends.
"Bon-appetit," he said roughly as he tossed a chilled bag to each of them.
"You can't be serious," Gwen groaned as she picked up a bag and shook it lightly, causing the blood inside to jiggle. "Ben, isn't it back on yet?"
The brunette peered from the blood bag in his hand to the still red Omnitrix on his wrist, "Nothing doing."
"It's not that bad," Kevin said before he bit into a plastic corner and tore the pouch open. "The taste isn't anything to call home about, but it'll fill you up."
"I'm willing to settle at this point," Julie said as she gently tore open the packet and put her lips over the notch. She sucked lightly and grimaced when the taste filled her mouth. She couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed that it didn't taste better.
Gwen gave a sour look at her bag before she grumbled and bit into the corner. Her nose wrinkled. Ben was the last to finally break open his container and drink. After witnessing the reactions made by the girls, he expected the worst. He was relieved to find that it tasted like normal blood, which was fine with him; he'd never minded the taste.
"Feel better?" Kevin asked as he finished the rest of his packet and tossed it on the pile. All three nodded, Ben taking his time and sucking out the last of the liquid from his bag. He tossed his down with a sigh and a contended blush that gave Kevin very bad thoughts. "The sun will be down in about an hour. We should all try and get some rest."
"Sure you don't want to clean out the basement too?" Gwen snorted and looked over his pile of goodies. "How do you intend to get all this back home?"
"By stealing one of Sparkle boy's cars, of course," he smirked with their jaws dropped.
"Kevin!" The red head stood and stamped her foot, "You're going to get caught."
"No, I won't," he replied, grabbing a handful of goods and starting his first trip towards the garage. "I'll have it the VIN stripped before anyone even knows it's gone. And I'll rip out the GPS before we leave. Besides, he's already killed everyone who would have reported it stolen for him." He bit his lip and kept marching. He hadn't meant to tell them that. He knew paranoia was seeping into his mind, but the very mention of killing and murder made him afraid that they would somehow find out what he'd done. He couldn't have that happen. If he had his way, they would never know.
*
"I'm trusting you," Kevin said into the dark eyes that looked up at him innocently. "Guard it with your life."
"Oh, please." Gwen tsked as Julie's hand closed around Kevin's car keys, "What more could we do to it? You drove it through a building, we're lucky if it will even start."
"After all the work I put into this baby? This thing is a tank," he patted the hood of the car and gave it a tender smile. "But that doesn't mean drive like a maniac! I want seatbelts on and speed-limits obeyed."
"I promise to keep it safe until you come for it," Julie gave him a serious expression and the large teen gave a nod.
Gwen rolled her eyes and shoved debris out of her way before prying open the passenger side door and getting in. Julie gave a small wave to the two boys as she moved to the driver's side; a path had already been cleared by Kevin, who had run out of room in the car he planned to steal so he'd stashed some of the goods in his car. A little pout appeared on the red head's lips when the car roared to life and Julie cautiously backed out of the gaping hole that was once a very nice looking doorway. The car bounced a bit as it made its way down the stone plaster steps; Julie's shoulders hunched at the jarring movement and cast a glance up at Kevin. He waved them off before turning back to Ben.
"Last chance to catch up with them. You know if we're busted you'll be an accomplice to grand theft auto."
"I've done worse," the smaller teen gave a nonchalant smile.
"No, you haven't," Kevin tousled the brown head of hair and began to walk towards the garage.
"I could," Ben gave a sly smile and a seductive tone that made the mutant turn to look, "we're all alone… in an enemy's house… I can't think of a few bad things to do."
Kevin felt a stirring when he looked into the green eyes. He didn't think it was a good idea to move as quickly as they were moving; but when he pictured the tanned face twisted with a lust-filled expression, he could hardly resist. "I'm listening."
The younger inched closer, placing the tips of his fingers against Kevin's chest and slowly moving them upwards, "We could finish what we started in his room... Sex in someone else's bed is pretty bad, don't you think?"
"I've done worse," he blurted out and mentally cursed himself. Of course he'd done worse… he'd done much worse.
"Let's see it, then," Ben smirked and gave the older boy's shirt a strong pull. "Gwen and Julie can wait."
*
Once the static died down, Michael stepped out from the glowing light and dusted himself off.
'Well, that was fun,' he said to himself as he looked around his father's old headquarters. It had been a long time since he'd bothered to step foot inside it and a large amount of dust had accumulated. His memory trailed briefly back to the image of his father working over the large glowing screens, his face serious as his fingers moving quickly between controls. The blue eyes narrowed and Michael gave a tiny snort through his nose. He'd never been good at reminiscing.
With one last little jerk of his neck, the blond turned to face the door and swiftly walk outside into the cold night air. He mulled over his plans as he leapt into the air and began flying back to his estate. First things first, he needed a change of clothes, possibly a shower. The rest could wait.
The air whizzed around his ear, messing his hair and stinging his eyes. It was a good night, though, perfect for hunting. After he cleaned up, he would have to take his favorite girls for a night on the town. He strained his eyes through the wind and the cold to look at the glowing in the windows and the odd beam of light shining from the large hole where his front door used to be. He chuckled darkly, Kevin would pay for that.
He paused before he began his descent, feeling the currents of energy still tumbling around the mansion. He could sense that Ben and Kevin were still inside. That could only mean that Julie and the lovely Gwen were off somewhere by themselves. Hunting, already? That would be quite a treat to see. But he didn't suppose they would fall so quickly. They had probably gone back to Bellwood already, most likely to Gwen's house because her parents were gone. An evil smile spread over the perfect lips as he turned away from his home and began the quick flight to Bellwood.
Also a new fanart is up on Deviant. It's the long awaited BEVIN PIC!!!! Woooo~