Author's Notes: This'll be the first non-episode chapter of the story, I hope you like the new OC alien. To see Villgax's ship, follow this link: fc00 . deviantart fs70/i/2010/051/2/d/Ben_10_Vilgax_ship_design_by_D evilpig . jpg
Chapter Six!
Clay Attack - Part 1!
Earth's Orbit:
Within the Earth's Orbit, cloaked from any detection devices Earth was currently capable of drifted an enormous battle ship. The ship belonged to and housed the vicious Galactic Warlord known as Vilgax. He was encased within a healing tank, rebuilding his body. Vilgax was a Chimera Sui Generis, a green humanoid specie that possessed long tendrils like those of an octopus or squid on their heads.
To say that Vilgax was angry would be an understatement, in fact describing how he felt right now would be impossible, there was not a word in any known language strong enough. It began a few months back when he heard that Azmuth had finally finished making the Omnitrix, a device holding many powerful aliens within it. When he heard the news, he'd planned to steal the Omnitrix from Azmuth and copy the design to create an army of super shape shafting soldiers loyal to only to him. However, it wasn't to be. When he attacked Galvan Prime to get the Omnitrix, Azmuth escaped the planet with the Omnitrix.
Vilgax later found out that Azmuth didn't even have the Omnitrix, Azmuth had used the escape to cover the fact that Xylene, an Uxorite, had left the planet short before he attacked. He spent some time looking for her and the Omnitrix before he finally found her in the Milky Way System. There was a fight, during which he was able to destroy Xylene's ship, but not before she sent the Omnitrix to the planet Earth, and for her to destroy his command deck, in doing so destroying most of his left side, arm, part of his body and leg. His right side had been relatively lucky, only his leg taking any damage. Accordingly, he was in the healing tank having his body slowly been rebuilt.
As for the Omnitrix, he had sent one of his Gigantic Robot Drones down to Earth to get it, however, a few hours later the Drone went offline, meaning that it was destroy by somebody. Vilgax didn't know if that meant someone found the Omnitrix or the Plumbers fought and destroyed his Drone or both, but he found himself begrudgingly hoping for the latter. He needed someone with a brain to go down and find out what was going and to get the Omnitrix. And that meant Bounty Hunters to get.
He didn't like this approach, mercenaries were a gamble, as one never really knew how good they were unless they were exceptionally well know, though reputation came with its own set of flaws, not the least of which being a good reputation was easily bought. He'd decided on Gandrayda, an Arxilasapien from the planet Arxulon Prime. As an Arxilasapien he was a clay like being possessing the ability to transform into anyone or anything they like, which was why Gandrayda would be ideal for this task. He could go to Earth and blend in, searching for the Omnitrix without the Plumbers even noticing him.
A hulking humanoid mass of living clay wearing a collar walked onto the command deck, as requested. "Warlord Vilgax, you called for my services?" The humanoid blob of clay asked.
"Yes, Gandrayda, I did." Vilgax confirmed, "I have a job for you. I need you to go down to Earth and find the Omnitrix for me. You cannot be noticed, you'll need to transform to look like a human. I fear that the Plumbers might have it and I don't want them to know that I'm here yet. Not with how I am now…"
Gandrayda nodded, "I understand Warlord Vilgax, I shall go at once."
"Good, and if you do well I will free you from my services." Vilgax assured the creature, knowing this would make Gandrayda work harder to find the Omnitrix. The collar around his neck made sure Gandrayda stayed loyal to him, a shape shifter was useful in his line of work and enslaving Gandrayda had created an ideal asset to take advantage of the potential hole in his forces.
Gandrayda knew that this was most likely a lie, but the chance to be free from this Warlord wasn't something to sneeze at. He'd been forced to do things that no alien should be forced to do, things that changed him and not for the better. So to be free from Vilgax would be a dream come true. With a small bow he left, but not before giving a dutiful, "Thank you Warlord Vilgax, I won't fail you."
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1st of June 2001 - Back on Earth:
A five year old Harry and Gwen Tennyson were at Harry's parent's house, celebrating their fifth birthday party with the family - they were going to have one with friends the next day. Everything was going fine, they ate, played games and now they were opening gifts. Things were coming along nicely, nothing out of the ordinary happened, that was until they came to the presents from their parents. Harry's mom and dad gave him a brand new dark green bike, while Gwen got a cute puppy she decided to name Zeus. They told her that she would need to help look after it and take it walkies when either her mommy or daddy were around.
Harry and Gwen were so excited by their awesome presents that they began to glow, literally, with happiness. Gwen was glowing in pink, while Harry was glowing blue. It took all the adults had not to say anything, they knew what was going on with Harry, and at least suspected with Gwen, but the kids had no problem at saying thing, "Harry you're blue!" Gwen giggled at the sight.
Harry looked down at his hands and saw what she meant before looking up at her, "Cool! And you're pink!"
Gwen giggled again as she saw herself, "I am!"
"What are you two talking about?" Grandpa Max asked, acting as if nothing was going on, "You two look normal to us, right guys?"
The rest of the group nodded at this, and said they didn't see anything out of the ordinary, "Are you sure Mommy?" Gwen asked.
"Yes dear we're sure." Gwen's mother agreed.
"Mommy?" Harry asked.
"No dear, we can't see anything."
"I know, why don't you two play upstairs with Gwen's new puppy?" Max suggested, "I think he'd like that."
"Okay Grandpa Max." The two kids said, disappointed that the adults couldn't see what they could, but the two of them went upstairs anyhow.
As they climbed the stairs, Harry heard his dad say, "Looks like that Harry's powers are starting to show."
"I'm a bit shocked about my Gwen though, I wasn't expecting she would be a witch too." Gwen's mom added.
"Well her Aunt Lily was -" that was all Harry heard from his Grandpa as the downstairs door closed.
Now over the next few hours like a normal five year old, Harry and Gwen forgot about glowing as they played with the Puppy Zeus. The match of two five year olds and an excitable puppy was a good one and they played well into the evening before they were all too tired to do anything.
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"Harry, wake up Harry." Harry heard Grandpa Max call out.
"W-What's going on? Where are we?" Harry asked confused, suddenly awake. It looked like they'd stopped at a motel in the middle of nowhere. 'That was a strange dream.' Harry thought, 'I certainly don't remember glowing, sounds like something I would remember.' Ultimately he decided to shrug it off and concentrate on the present.
"Somethings wrong with the Rust Bucket, it was making some funny sounds so I thought we should stop here until I can look it over. Shouldn't take any more than a day to look over it and fix anything that might be wrong with her."
"What can we do until you have it fixed?" Harry asked, "There isn't much to do here, we're in the middle of nowhere."
Gwen wasn't all that bothered about it, she had her laptop with a solid connection of power she could use, but Harry was someone who had to do something to keep his mind active or he got bored, and a bored Harry wasn't always a good thing as this was a time where he thought up pranks and foolish things to do.
There was nothing Max could do right now though. "I'm sorry Harry, but they do have an outdoor swimming pool and a game room with some pool table inside." Max suggested, "It shouldn't be long before we're on the road again."
Harry sighed. His grandpa was doing the best he could and he wasn't to blame for the Rust Bucket was playing up. "Right then, if you need me I'll be at the pool taking a swim." before leaving his Grandpa and cousin.
As Harry left Max turned to Gwen and asked, "Could you go with him Gwen? I'm a bit worried at what he'll get up to, without supervision and nothing to do."
"Why are you worried Grandpa?" Gwen asked dismissively, "You said he's smart and mature and he's proven that to me."
"I also said he's mature when he wants to be, or needs to." Max pointed out, "But we both know how much allure there is in playing around with that watch. It's very tempting, and without something to take him mind off it he might just default to messing around with it."
"And how can I stop him?" Gwen asked, finally looking up from her computer as it sunk in she wasn't getting out of this, "The two of us don't get along, he might not listen to me."
"True," Max admitted, "but at the same time you might limit what Harry does and, should something happen, help him out so he doesn't do something more foolish. Please, for me Gwen?"
"Fine, I'll go, I want to have a swim anyway." Gwen sighed, saving what she was working on before powering down her laptop she left Grandpa Max to fix the Rust Bucket in peace. She took her laptop so she would have something to do later on.
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Harry found himself in the motel pool wearing his swimming trunks relaxing at the edge, thinking to himself. His summer so far had certainly been thrilling, but he wasn't sure if it really counted as fun yet. The alien changing part was cool and fun, but fighting robots, eating awful food and spending time with a cousin that he couldn't stand made for a bad start to his summer vacation. He just hoped the summer would get better down the line.
He was about to kick off the wall of the pool into the water when he caught sight of Gwen entering the fenced in area wearing a blue two-piece bikini, with her laptop in hand, 'She looks cute.' Harry commented to himself as he saw her put her laptop down on a table. '… Where did that thought came from?' Harry thought to himself after a shocked pause. The two of them were cousins, not only was it was wrong to think such things about her, he was at an age where he should think that all girls had cooties and they were icky, but he didn't, and never really had, he realized after a moment of recollection. It didn't help that Gwen was an early bloomer as some would call it, and the bikini revealed the small budding breasts she now had.
"What are you doing here Gwen? I thought you were going on your laptop in the Rust Bucket?" Harry asked after shaking the thoughts away.
"I was going to Geekwad," Gwen huffed, "but I thought that seeing it was sunny and hot I would do some sun bathing and have a swim between my work on the laptop."
"Whatever." Was all Harry said as he started his swim.
So for the few hours Harry was swimming the lengths of the pool, when he wasn't doing that he was in the Games Room or sun bathing for a while. Gwen on the other hand was doing her sun bathing before going for a swim to cool off, before doing some work on her laptop, her schedule being more structured than Harry's mindless wandering.
A few hours later Harry was back in the pool while Gwen was sun bathing again. As they were doing this Grandpa Max came to the pool side and called out, "Kids, can I have a word with you for a minute?"
The two made their way over to him and took a seat. Their grandpa went on to explain, "I've found out what's wrong with the Rust Bucket, the exhaust rusted through and now has an hole in it and I need to go into town to get a new pipe for it. I've asked the Motel Manger, and he said he could take me into town after his shift is over, but I won't be back until morning, which means you two will have to stay here tonight. I've paid for a room for you two for the night."
"Can't we come with you?" Harry asked curiously. He was hoping to come with when Max mentioned going into town, since he was becoming bored with the activities available to him.
"Sorry Harry, but the Manger's car is tiny, I don't think you two could even fit in the back." Max explained, "I would have you two come with me otherwise."
"Alright Grandpa, can you pick up some batteries then? I need a pack of AA's." The black haired boy requested, unhappy but not without options.
"I can do that." Max accepted, already knowing Harry had needed some and planned to get a pack or two.
"No problem Grandpa." Gwen answered, more accepting, but still annoyed that she had to keep an eye on her cousin still, and now without the possibility of running to their grandfather if something went wrong to boot.
Gwen and Harry continued their activities in much the same fashion they had before until the Motel Manger had finished his hours and took Max to the nearest town to get the parts to fix the Rust Bucket, leaving Harry and Gwen to get along for the night.
Eventually it got too dark to keep swimming and the two migrated inside, room key in hand. They entered their dwelling for the evening only to see one tiny bed.
And so the glaring match began.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Author's Notes: Here ends the next chapter of Harry Tennyson, this one isn't canon so I hope you like the first new work for this story. Now that you spent the time to read this story, could you spend a few minutes to review and let me know what you think of the story? Like it or not, I would like to hear what you think and what you would like to happen next. And if you can come up with a better title for this chapter, please let me know…
I would like to ask what episodes you would like to see and not see within this story, and ideas for new aliens, what they look like, powers, where they come and things like that to make it easier to write them in. So you know, I won't be following the same episode timeline as the show, they'll be all over the place to fit into this story, so if you think of an episode that could be shown soon that it did in Ben 10 let me know and I'll add it if I is it fits with my story.
Omake's are also welcome, or even just suggestions for scenes you'd like written out if they're funny but you don't feel confident you can write them out yourself.