As the sun sets, the civilians made sure to turn and return home to avoid any late night troubles. Shop owners were leaving and letting their managers deal with the people doing all nighters.

Unfortunately, that is not the case as three bikers zoomed past them without a single regard for anybody crossing the streets. Shortly after however, a familiar battery-like alien chased after them cackling maniacally.

"Dammit! Azule, get rid of this little shit!", one of them, with a very obviously female voice yelled out to another.

The woman in question, Azule, was shooting back at the green electrical misfit while also trying to steer and not crack her skull open. "Oh I'm sorry, how about you try and drive a motorcycle while shooting?!"

"Is this really the best time to be arguing about stupid shit?", an amused Battery Acid inquired as he flew right next to them, turning into a bolt of electricity every time Azule blasted him.

"Hold still you little-!", her arm cannon was electrocuted, causing her to toss it away.

"Gotta say, nice equipment, where'd ya get it?", Battery Acid said as he was now next to another one, who had a slight yellow color scheme.

"From the moon.", said Armarilla as she pulled her pistol out.

"Wow, good one.", Battery Acid said as he wasn't at all amused at that, so in retaliation. He popped both of her tires that caused her to skid across the ground then picks her up the moment it tipped over.

"Shit!", Azule got off her motorcycle and pulled out another cannon. "I'll hold 'em off boss!", she says as her boss was already far gone

"Suit yourself!", Battery Acid said as he effortlessly dodged each other energy blasts. "Oooo, fancy-!", he stopped mid sentence and let out a powerful sneeze, the sneeze let out an electrical discharge.

This resulted in the blaster short circuiting and exploding, sending Azule flying into her motorcycle which promptly knocked her out.

See, a small issue Alex discovered very recently is that if he's sick, so are his aliens... fun. Battery Acid calmed down, rubbing whatever nose he had before he zipped off back to his house to rest.

The leader of the all women's gang, Rojo pulled into a warehouse with a very strange insignia on the side of it, it was a completely black octagon with a bright yellow N in the middle.

Rojo turned off her bike and threw off her shark themed helmet. Rojo had dyed maroon hair and appeared to have very pale skin, along with having black lipstick and brown eyes. She possessed a toned physique, she wore a black studded choker, a torn grey shirt underneath a black leather jacket, brown pants and black boots. She also has piercings, 3 on her left ear and a forth on her right ear.

"Damn fuckin-!", she huffed and kicked her helmet so hard the visor cracked as it crashed into a wall. "YOU FUCKING FUCK! Alien pieces of shit!", Rojo was understandably angry as well... this happened a few times.

First time it was a giant four armed red alien that stopped her from robbing a bank while making fun of her, a crab like alien that was talking so much shit it discouraged her original gang, so on so forth.

Rojo attempted to partner up with her Ex boyfriend, Fisttrick, to profit off of his batteries... yeah it didn't work, no matter how many times she used her puppy eyes. As Rojo settled down to rethink on how to break her gang members out, she finally noticed something.

The warehouse was rather spacious, boxes lined the walls in varying sizes. A platform was in front of her along with a console, not only that there were weapons that appeared to be futuristic in comparison to the technology they currently have.

She approached one of the boxes, pulling her crowbar out of her pocket after leaving it there for the past hour to pry it open. She grinned as the an armored battle suit was in front of her. "And here I thought Christmas was over!", she exclaimed with a widening grin.

Lady luck has finally looked down favorably upon her as Rojo stumbled into a storage warehouse belonging to the retired Hero, Carls Nesmith aka Captain Nemesis.

A paler skinned, red nosed Alex laid on his bed as he kept a box of tissues next to him, simply watching a movie. He currently wore a grey shirt with plaid blue pajamas.

Of course he wasn't paying attention and was more trying to stop himself from falling asleep. He jolted up, looking at the window as he saw Charmcaster tapping on it while wearing a surgical mask, along with wearing a loose fitting shirt that looked giant on her.

Alex groggily stood up and opened the window. "Hey Hope, how's it going?", he says as he pulled her into a lazy hug, which she happily responded in kind and just pulled her in.

"Oh y'know, decent. Me and Uncle Hex have been looking for more DNAliens that survived the DNA wave.", Charmcaster said with a smile underneath her mask.

"They're still around?"

"Surprisingly."

"Hmm.", Alex nodded before he sneezed into his sleeve, before he could rub away any snot Charmcaster levitated the tissue box towards him.

"Cold isn't letting up?"

"Not in the slightest, why?"

"Just curious. Also, did you use Battery Acid to catch a few bikers?", Charmcaster inquired.

"Yes.", Alex says with a blank face as he was on the edge of passing out. "Figured out Battery Acid lets out a three sixty electrical discharge when he sneezes.", he continues with a smile.

The witch didn't expect less from her shapechanging boyfriend considering just how blunt he is sometimes. "Y'know if you just sat down and rested you'd be able to go out without sneaking through your window."

"But where's the fun in that?", he shrugs in response to this. "Might as well figure out what aliens do when they're sick."

Charmcaster crossed her arms. "Go on."

"Well, Sunburn's fire actually freezes up so instead of burning temperatures I'm using ice, Crazy Diamond's crystals are explosive, Cold Soar absorbs heat, uhhhh... Extinction sneezes energy beams - don't ask me how that works -, Blazemash can only shoot streams of mud-...", Alex stopped as Charmcaster's stern expression changed to one of amusement. "What?"

Charmcaster let out a soft laugh and patted his head. "Oh nothing.

If Rojo had to work from scratch, it would take months to make just the suit and even longer to create the software. But thanks to the tech she has here, it only took her just a few hours to make herself a repurposed version of Captain Nemesis' Mark 2 Battle Suit.

Rojo made herself a grey latex suit with red lining her body, along with a skull on her chest. She stepped onto the platform to be met with pair of dark metallic grey boots that opened up, she slipped her feet in and almost instantly the boots closed up. She put her arms up as machines emerged from the sides, pieces of armor were placed onto her thighs that wrapped around them.

Metallic gauntlets slipped onto her arms as red shoulder pads were placed onto her shoulders, extending down her arms and connecting to them. Two separate machines came down from above and hooked on the breast plate, the usual "N" was now replaced by that same skull. Metallic plates slid down from her breastplates and hugged her stomach.

Lastly, the helmet was placed on from the back of her head first before the visor was brought down and hooked onto it, keeping her hair flowing out as yellow bulbs lit up.

The suit in its completed form was much slimmer than its original look, fitting her form nicely. It was primarily grey and red.

["All systems online", said a gargled voice that had a subtle British accent.

Rojo whipped her arm around as a small device popped out from the side and melted a giant hole in the side of the warehouse. "Ohohoho! This is gonna be a blast!", she grins as she looks at her motorcycle, she starts to hover above the ground. It took her a second to adjust to it before flying right through the hole she made.

Two thoughts are currently running in her head, one being how much money and priceless items she can carry and if she could beat those aliens that's been thwarting her for the past few months.

Charmcaster sat up and stroked Alex's hair as they were binging a horror franchise, simply enjoying each other's company. "Wait so you never got a cold before?", Alex asked quietly.

Charmcaster cocked her head in confusion. "Nope, never.", she says as it was mainly due to using spells to keep her healthy. Before Alex could continue the Omnitrix began beeping.

{{Incoming Transmission.}}, the Omnitrix's automated voice stated as it turned completely green.

{{"Alex, you there?", said Oscar's voice.

"Yeah I'm here gramps.", Alex sniffed as he held up the Omnitrix.

{{"Dammit, you're still sick. There's an armored individual downtown destroying a bank, I was gonna ask you to go check on that but I'll call in the Oscar Force"}}, he says as Alex sat up.

"No, no, I got it!", Alex said as he ended the transmission before Oscar could say anything. "Let's go, Hope."

"Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean who knows what'll happen to your other aliens.", Charmcaster crossed her arms as Alex gave her a thumbs up.

Activating the Omnitrix and scrolled through his arsenal and transformed in a green flash. With Cold Soar standing there, his blue cloak was slightly muted as he shivered. "L-Let's go!", Cold Soar said as he unfolded his wings and flew through the wall.

Charmcaster shook her head and flew after him. "At least wait for me!", she exclaims as she pulls pulls on her shirt and turns it into her usual sorceress outfit.

The two quickly zoomed towards the main area, which wasn't hard to find considering SWAT vehicles are speeding towards where it was all going down so they just followed.

Rojo smiled as small slots opened on the side of her arms, unleashing powerful beams of red energy that blew straight through the buildings around her as she laughed, holding three bags of money. "Should've started out with this!", she exclaims as a green flash erupted behind her.

"Okay, let's get this over with.", Muscle Bound said as he stood strong, due to being affected by the cold his usual bright red skin was a dark shade of orange. Charmcaster floated above him, her arms surging with mana.

"You're that four armed freak I met a while ago, you're a bit less... red than I remember.", Rojo says slightly confused by his appearance.

"I can't help it! I'm sick!", Muscle Bound said as his faced wrinkled up before he sneezes, unleashing a torrent of green sludge at Rojo. Who in disgust flew up to avoid this but was immediately slammed right back down by blue tentacles that emerged from the asphalt.

"Nice try!", Rojo said as she sent out several small missiles at Charmcaster, Muscle Bound appeared in front of her and tanked the missiles. While usually he would be unbothered, he was sent skidding back with some slight stinging pain in his chest.

"Ow!", Muscle Bound seethed as he reeled his arms back, Rojo flew up and began charging another blast that was stopped by Charmcaster throwing a ring at it, slicing it apart. He claps his hands together so hard it unleashed shockwave so powerful it sent Rojo flying back.

The armored villain smirks as she dropped her bags of money. "Looks like this wasn't enough anyways.", she seethed as she drops a series of bombs, the beeping began to ring at a progressively faster pace. "Be seeing ya!", she flips off both of them before flying off at a quick pace.

"I'll follow her!", Muscle Bound yelled out as he ran and leapt high into the air, landing a few miles away before repeating this.

While he did this, Charmcaster individually wrapped each of these bombs in a mana bubble. Creating metallic red bands she grabbed them and slug them right into the air, the explosion that resulted from those small bombs were strong enough to shatter the mana barriers.

The resulting shockwave sent both Charmcaster and any police officer hurdling back along with shattering any window in the immediate vicinity.

Muscle Bound heard this from his current position as he kept following Rojo. He slapped his Omnitrix, landing down as a paler skinned Drag Racer and sped after her. "Nice tech! Where'd you get it!", he exclaims through his visor.

Rojo turned around, using her jet boots to keep her in the air and propelling her backwards. "Why? You want a suit like this? I mean it's understandable cuz of those scrawny limbs.", she says mockingly.

Drag Racer was... well he was mildly amused, he was a man of taste and her jab was not lost on him. "Nah! Just to know who you stole from to g-g-AAAAAACHOOO!", his sneeze sent him hurdling backwards, but he was quickly back on her trail. "Just to know who you stole it from!"

"Hah! Wouldn't you like to know hardy boy? Just try to keep up!", Rojo exclaims as she zooms off with a sonic boom.

"The fuck is a hardy boy?", Drag Racer internally questioned as he zoomed after her with a sonic boom as well. He followed the trail of smoke left after and slid across the asphalt towards the warehouse. He looked at the N on the side and knew immediately. "Figures."

Drag Racer zoomed in and couldn't find her anywhere in sight, he detransforms to save more battery while he got this moment of rest. Alex walked towards the console in front of the platform, noticing it was very recently activated. "Captain Nemesis huh? Ben told me a lot about this guy."

Alex knew Captain Nemesis from the comics and TV Shows he showed him. Primarily the show known as "Battalion", involving a superhero team staring the youthful leader Icarus, the fierce hot head Featherine, the metallic wonder Iron Jaw, the creature from mars E-T, the rouge scientist Victor Valthus aka the Unstoppable Blockbuster, the demonic duo Bluebird and DemiDemon, along with Kangaroo Kommando and Captain Nemesis.

Of course he loved the series... just not the main character. "Dude was just so full of himself and so inconsistent after season 2.", Alex says to himself internally as he read through the description:

His eyes widened as he heard looked up, seeing a gigantic robotic suit of armor that stood just above Muscle Bound, being primarily orange with grey and black accents, the helmet had no neck and was glowing yellow, having the Nemesis emblem on the chest. "So you're the little brat that's been fucking with everything?"

Alex backed away and activated the Omnitrix. "Hmm... how about this, I kill you and use your blood to repaint this suit. How about it?", Rojo sadistically said within the suit.

Alex growled and transformed into Sunburn, his usually fiery orange body was now an electric blue, his rocks turned a slight pinkish color in response. "Bring it on, I got this new hot cocoa recipe in mind!"

Rojo lets out an annoyed grunt as she charges forward, swiping at him with the suits massive arm. Sunburn in response propelled himself up with ice, leaving a pillar of solid ice that she effortlessly swatted through. She attempted to smack him out of the air but he quickly countered with a blast of ice that froze her entire arm.

"You little-!", she activated the heating system, quickly melting the ice off and blasting him with an intense red beam of heat from the giant ports in the suits hands. He countered with a powerful stream of ice-fire but it was quickly overwhelmed, he jumped out of the way.

He smacked the Omnitrix and transformed into a small, yellow and brown, six limbed arthropod with a long antenna that is shaped sort of similarly to a crown, he had big black eyes with green pupils. The Omnitrix symbol is located on a black and green brace around his neck, which is on his back.

Unfortunately, this form doesn't talk. Ben called this form Ball Weevil but he preferred Dunebug. "Awww, now ain't that just cute.", Rojo states with a lot of sarcasm.

Dunebug let's put a series of chirps that sound similar to a laugh as he shook his thorax at her. She growled and charged at him, he quickly turned around and vomited up several balls of green goo onto the floor that rolled away and towards her. Once he got more than 10, he shot out a stream from his mouth and climbed onto the ceiling.

Rojo stopped in her tracks, aiming at the ceiling as her targeting system focused on the cocky little arthropod... before she was surrounded by a series of green explosions.

What he spat out was a plasma that would usually blow up after it got a considerable amount of items dissolved into it. Though since he's sick, the plasma was volatile and was especially like that in a heavily oxidized environment.

The bulky suit that contained Rojo was sent through the wall and outside, taking parts of the other suits with her as she skidded across the asphalt. The bulky behemoth quickly got up. "Computer. Scan for anything alive."

{{"Scanning in progress... scanning...sc-scan-scannin-ing"}}, the onboard A.I began to spaz out before static was heard.

"... computer! Hey! Get the fuck-", Rojo's eyes widened as the interior of the suit was changed to be completely black with green circuitry, same for her armor.

A green circle appears in front of her. "Heheh, enjoy.", Circuit Breaker, whose circuitry lines were now a less vibrant color as he melted away from the suit and reappeared in his humanoid form, constantly having to readjust himself.

"What?", Rojo was more confused than anything. She shook this off as she aimed her cannon at the constantly melting and reforming alien. "Whatever, it's over brat."

Her eyes widened again as the suits visor started glowing red, signaling a massive system failure before completely shutting off. "Wh-What?! What did you do to me?!?!", the now infuriated Rojo exclaims.

"Galvanic Mechamorph create an impossible to get rid of computer virus. Which renders any technology incapable of operating.", Circuit Breaker explains proudly as he detransforms back as Charmcaster landed next to him, her coat was now torn.

"Oh, looks like you solved it all by yourself.", Charmcaster says with a smile.

"Was there any doubt-AAACHOOO!", he sneezes again, wiping his snot away with his shirt.

"Gross.", Charmcaster and Rojo said in unison as the former pried open the suit.

"Alright let's turn her in, I want to drink some hot chocolate before I pass out."

Both Rojo and her crew sat in the county jail cell and waited for their fifth trial. "Fucking little brat.", Rojo mutters as Azule and Armarilla sat there quietly.

"We'll figure something out baby.", Azule said as she rubbed Rojo's shoulder.

A police officer walked in front of the cell and opened it up. "Get up, you've been bailed out."

"Bailed out?", Armarilla was astonished.

"What dumbass would do that?", Rojo's eyes widened as seconds later she saw the man.

The man stood tall and had a slight muscular physique, a wears a black tuxedo with an orange tie and glasses. He had well kept black hair with a thin mustache along with a pair of orange sunglasses. "Rosemary! Great to see you, what's it been? 10 years?", said Carl Nesmith, the way he carried himself exudes confidence.

"D-Dad?! What?! How did you-"

"You really think I wouldn't keep tabs on my daughter and her merry band of rejects.", Carl says with a smirk as both Azule and Armarilla looked noticeably angry. "Anyways. Let's bury the hatchet! Start all over!", he said as he tilted his sunglasses down, showcasing his brown eyes. "What do you say?"

/End/