Ten years old Jen Tennyson was scared.
Not that she would ever admit outloud. Or even show on her face.
But Vilgax saw the terror in the yellow/green eyes of the holder of the Omnitrix.
The little girl was held above the ground in cuffs. The arm that had the Omnitrix attached to it was in a strange machine. Jen's heart pounded in her chest as she tried to pull her wrist free. Absolutely terrified that the war lord would cut off her own limb just to get the watch attached to her.
Vilgax growled under his breath as he looked over the screen at the little one's vitals.
This couldn't be right? According to the information on the screen in front of him the wielder of the Omnitrix was a mere child. He knew humans aged. He also knew they came in all shapes and sizes, even colors.
But as he glanced at the squirming girl trying desperately to break free he knew the data was correct. It was very obvious now that he thought about it.
The brashness, the act, first ask questions later. Her unfiltered emotion. Even the selfish nature she would occasionally showed.
The holder of the Omnitrix was a child. A small, untrained, frightened child that had no idea what she was doing half the time. It was even a miracle the girl was still alive.
"Hey ugly!"
Vilgax turned to face the little ones eyes glaring daggers at him.
"Let me go!" She demanded.
Walked up to the little girl.
Jen's faced paled. Scared about what he would do cause of her demand.
Jen squeezed her eyes shut and waited for a blow.
But it never came. Instead Vilgaw tapped the machine that had her arm closed off.
"The Omnitrix." He said.
Jen stared at him.
"It will not come off."
Jen nodded her head but something told her that he wasn't asking, it was a statement.
The war lord sighed. And looked at her. Deep red eyes boring into her soul. But strangely they weren't angry. His eyes where sad. But his posture was still intimidating, angry even.
"The Omntrix will never come off. It is a part of your DNA and is vital to your life.
Jen felt the blood leave her face.
This was it. She was going to die. She was never going to see Grandpa Max, Gwen, or even her parents again. She was going to die. What would her Grandpa even say to her mom and dad?
"I'm sorry but Jen was taken by an alien war lord and killed."
But
He didn't cut her arm off and let her die like she expected. Instead the war lord undid the device around her arm and put her to the ground.
Before Vilgax said a word to her once her feet hit the floor the child activated the watch and turned into XLR8 and ran from the room as fast as she could.
Vilgax sighed deeply as he made his way to the coms in the room. He should have saw that one coming.
The child was the most stubborn he had ever met.
He pressed a button in the interface.
"Capture the child and bring her to my personal chambers. Unharmed." He ordered. He turned on the cameras on the ship and saw the child still making a break for it. Fighting tooth and nail with whoever tried to stop her.
Such a stubborn child He mused.
She kinda reminded him of himself around that age.