"Ah, it feels nice to be off at last." Ben sighed in his personal quarters. Ester was just across the hall in her own room. The first time he had went in there, Ester had been putting up clothes, and had rushed to hide something from Ben. He had noticed this, but was almost instantly overwhelmed by the effect of hot air and cold air colliding, knocking Ben backwards.
Shuddering as he remembered the experience, he silently vowed that he would avoid entering as much as possible. Fiddling with his omnitrix, Ben began to look through his aliens, thinking that there were a few that needed to be renamed. He had already renamed the aliens found on Anur Transyl, so were there any others to rename? Oh, The Worst. He decided he'd think about it later.
He got up, turned the dial to Rath, hoping to get anyone else, and slammed it down. The omnitrix for once did not disappoint him and gave him Pesky Dust...however, Ben felt another change within himself, the change to Rath's brain.
"Listen here omnitrix! Pesky Dust does not find this amusing! You are supposed to be less accident prone!" the Nemuina screamed in his squeaky voice. Ben, now transformed into Pesky Dust flinched. "Stupid omnitrix, giving Pesky Dust the one aspect of Rath Pesky Dust didn't want! Stupid omnitrix should have given Pesky Dust Heatblast powers!" Whoosh! Ben's hands were now on fire in his miniaturized form. "Awesome!"
Just then, the ship shook. Ben instantly headed for the bridge of the ship, fluttering as fast as he could.
"Remind me again, why did I agree to come with you?" Gwen asked while attempting to maneuver the ship. "Cause you miss me?" Ben countered jokingly. The ship rattled from another impact. "So what hit us?" Ben questioned. "Not what, who." Gwen pulled up an image of an Incursean ship. "What? Incurseans? Really? We haven't been in space more than 15 minutes!" Ben exclaimed. "A day may be short, but it's not that short," Gwen stated. "You know I mean! A day in space is nothing!" Ben retorted as the omnitrix timed out, forcing him to grab hold of the ship while Gwen swung the ship around towards the Incurseans. "Gwen? Why are we going toward the crazy frog people?" "Because Ben, they just attacked a plumber ship, besides, it's only one old ship." Ben's eyes widened as the words departed Gwen's lips. "What is going on?" Rook emerged from the entrance. "Gwen's lost her marbles!" "I fail to see how that leads to our current predicament. Are not marbles tiny round glass baubles used for sport?" "Gwen's gone crazy!" As their banter continued, the ship hurtled towards the Incursean craft.
Ben quickly scanned the room for any means to make an escape or attack on the Incursean ship. Cloaking device? Too late. Plumber suits? They'd be crushed before they could do anything. Omnitrix? Unreliable at best right now. Teleporter? Maybe. "Rook, teleport us in and take over controls." The Revonnagander's face contorted in confusion until he saw Ben rip Gwen away from the control panel and towards the teleporter on the back left side of the bridge. Quickly, Rook targeted an inside bay of the craft, which surprisingly had no defense against this maneuver. In a flash of light, the two disappeared.
Appearing inside a bay of the craft, Gwen tartly asked, "What was that for?" "Shh...we don't know where the Incurseans are. Besides, I needed backup and you and I work better together." Gwen calmed down and began to fan out. "That and you were going to crash the ship into them if I didn't get Rook driving." Ben muttered under his breath. "You say something?" Gwen asked. Right then, they heard something scuttle across the floor, then crash into something. Readying to take out the source of the commotion, Ben and Gwen closed in on the location. Gwen hiding around the corner made by several packages in a rack, Gwen's hands began to glow with mana, while Ben selected an appropriate alien for the task, but not wanting to reveal themselves just yet, did not slam it down. Ben silently let Gwen know he was ready, and the two began to pounce into view. Ben's hand stopped inches away from the omnitrix, while Gwen looked on in confusion. Ben facepalmed and exclaimed, "Aw man! Not you! Don't you have anywhere else to terrorize?"
"Who is he?" Gwen asked. "The name's Pax, and what might your name be, little girl?" Pax's upper body rose as he spoke, extending his hand for a handshake. Gwen cautiously accepted it. "Gwendolyn, Gwendolyn Tennyson."
"What are you doing here, and how can I be rid of you, Pax?" Ben said exasperatedly. "Wait, you know what? Complete this sentence. Free the..." "Terroranchula, dude!" By some freak chance, Ben remembered the name, it was the name of the alien with a grey exoskeleton, four spider legs, and Ball Weevil's natural predator.
"Why would you do that? Terror is literally part of its name!" "It can't help that it can't represent itself, so I have to!" Pax countered. "Whatever it is you two are arguing about, it sounds dangerous, so I vote we free it!" Gwen cut in. "Fine!" Ben shouted. "So where is the little terror anyway?" At that moment, six Incurseans burst through the bay doors.
