Gwen had been having a rough day, even by her standards. Not only had her precious and vitally important computer broken down…she had to baby sit the Dweeb. The annoying spit and fireballs could have been absent if she'd just NOT given him back the watch after Kevin and Vilgax had taken it off. She could even have taken the watch for herself; that would have put a dent in Ben's ego, but no she had to do the RIGHT thing. So she thought to herself as she swung helplessly from a billboard ad from one of Ben's stupid stunts.
"So Miss Know-It-All, just hangin' around are we?" said Ben in the form of Stinkfly. "Since you're having such a great time, I should just leave you to enjoy yourself while I have a great afternoon by myself"
At hearing Ben, Gwen started struggling, "Ben, you get me down this second. When Grandpa gets back, I'll-"
"You'll do what?" Ben grinned back maliciously and dripped goo happily from his mouth, "For now Grandpa's not here, and when mom's away Ben shall play. So smell ya later smarty pants, hey I know, since you're so smart why don't you get yourself down?" With that Ben took off leaving her stuck flailing in the wind with only a last 'Goodbyeeyaii', and she was left fuming without a dweeb to pound.
After a few moments just hanging there thinking 101 ways to destroy Ben, she managed to swing herself around and find her way to the ladder down. She began walking angrily back to the RV which they left parked near the ocean in Washington D.C. At least this time she didn't have to worry about Dr.Animo and the giant, freaky cockateil. The sidewalk happened to be next to a well kept park in the best part of town and with such nice scenery Gwen couldn't stay mad for much longer.
"I can't believe Ben, the minute Grandpa's gone he loses the good little boy act and takes off leaving me hanging…literally," she started walking faster towards the now close RV. Reaching the RV, she threw open the door and marched to her things throwing on her training clothes to cool down her temper by doing a little jujitsu practice.
She fell into her practiced stances and started her workout; she figured she would be finished around the time Ben came running back to beat Grandpa home. Gwen grabbed her mp3 player and tried to forget everything around her, which turned out to be the wrong thing to do.
"Have you found the vehicle in which the child who has the Ominitrix resides?" An alien claw rose to the communicator and depressed a button.
"Affirmative," it said with a raspy voice as it continued to stare at the child.
"Good. Retrieve the small human quickly and return to the ship. We need to conclude this quickly." The alien nodded sharply and deactivated the communicator. With its eyes still locked on the small human it inched quickly forward, preparing to apprehend its target.
Gwen sighed and rose from her stances, she toweled off and changed quickly back into her regular clothes. She grabbed her broken laptop and resignedly sat down to try and save it.
"The dweeb should be back soon, I would hate for him to get into trouble." She fidgeted to find a more comfortable position and pieced back her computer. "I'll have to get Grandpa to take a look at it when he gets back and hope he can fix it." She sighed and held the computer to her chest. In the silence that followed she began to get a nervous feeling like being watched. Calmly getting up she began to make her way to the RV to call Grandpa and ask him to hurry up. But as she reached the door she remembered she left her mp3 player sitting on the table.
As she turned to go get it she was grabbed from behind by a blue clawed hand that came out of nowhere and picked up to be carried off. Quickly kicking back with her feet she managed to hit its shins and knock it off balance enough to turn around to see who was attacking.
"Ben?" But she could say no more as the alien raced at her and knocked her out quickly before hoisting her over its shoulder and teleporting out with the push of a button.
"Have you retrieved the child?" The deep voiced alien heard over the communicator asked still turned away from the other alien and facing a large screen.
"I have. The small human you requested who was hanging around that heap of junk called a vehicle." The raspy voiced alien replied and brought Gwen from off its shoulder and into its arms. "Quite an interesting little creature really."
The commanding alien finally turned around to face the other. "What do you-" The alien stopped and stared for a moment at the unconscious Gwen until finally lowering its face into its hands and sighing.
"What? What's wrong? I brought the human, albeit a little roughed up but that kick hurt." It asked a little nervously from the commanding alien's reaction.
The alien looked up from its hands finally and stared hard at the one holding Gwen. "No, you fool, that is not the human I requested you bring back. The one you hold is female and does not obviously possess the watch. While the one I did want was male and had the Omnitrix on its left arm. You hold a family member of the one we want. Now we have no way to go back and change this mess." Throughout the speech his tone had been increasing to the point where it was yelling and had risen out of his chair. With the end though it sighed and sat back down scrapping its hand over its head and creating a screeching sound.
With the loud noise Gwen returned to consciousness. "Ben? Grandpa?" She mumbled with her eyes still closed and groggily tossed her head and opened her eyes. "Ben?" At first sight she saw her attacker and slowly turned her head to catch sight of the second voice and her surroundings.
Noticing her distress the commanding alien quickly shot to assuage her mind before she could begin screaming. "Child, be calm. We are not going to harm you. We accidentally took you instead of your young cousin who holds the Omnitrix." At seeing her distrust and calculating thoughts it sought to find proof that she would believe. "You have met me before, once. Although our meeting was but fleeting and under unfortunate circumstances."
Hearing this Gwen remembered another alien whom she had completely forgotten about, "Hoverboard?"