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I know. Wes is Krystal's perfect opponent, physically. Her perfect combat opponent.
Well we will be looking in on Wes eventually.
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This arc has had one theme, family... as well as leading to one conclusion.
And yes, Krystal would be lost without Ship *grins, hiding a file titled 'future plans'*
And I love longer reviews.
darkboy18: *cracks neck* It's what we do.
Guest chapter 60 Apr 13: Krystal's world IS Prime world.
Shooting Star Dragon 3000: Don't worry, it is a THREE PART finale.
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thecrabmaster: Here is a clue. We are approaching chapter 200 of the Tennyson Harem Saga.
Here are some reviews answered by Ghost:
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Shooting Star Dragon 3000: Yes, but we've got something good planned.
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Co-Written by GhostKaiser23
Disclaimer: Do not own Ben 10
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
BOOM!
Here we are for the THREE PART finale of the Another World arc! And this time we are going to...
THE WORLD OF REAPER!
*everyone gasps loudly*
Yep! You heard that right!
Time for us to FINALLY, FULLY, understand the mind of Wes Tennyson.
Let's get on with this badassness!
Krystal's Harem
Chapter 55: Another World Finale, Reaper Part 1!
Krystal grunted as she crashed on the ground "Ow...I thought we were past that." Krystal groaned as she rolled onto her back. She looked up, seeing an endless black sky
"Where are we?" Ship wondered in confusion, popping out of the Omegatrix
"Not know." Krystal commented, looking down to see grey cracked rock and red sand under her hand
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Huh?" Krystal and Ship blinked as they looked at the Nemitrix, which was blinking and beeping... But differently than normal, like when the anamalistic instincts took over Krystal. Like it was warning her
"Is it...warning us?" Ship wondered
"Where are we?" Krystal whispered
"My home." Wes said from behind them
"Gah!" The two jumped back, still in pain as they saw Wes
"Hi." he greeted casually
"Don't you 'Hi' us!" Krystal panted as she got up, feeling more disorientated than normal "You've tried to kill us, driven us to try and KILL you! AND you've been driven to frigging obsession!" Krystal pointed and shouted "We are ending this today Wes!"
...
And now he was laughing
"Okay. The fuck is going on?" Krystal asked
"Krystal. Sister." he laughed softly "WHEN have you ever beaten me BY YOURSELF!" he laughed
"...oh shit." She whispered in fear
"Do you know?" Wes grinned as he walked towards her, Krystal taking a step back "This world. A day is 8 years. No one is coming for you. And if they do? It'd take them years."
"Stay-stay back!" Krystal panicked as some fear filled her eyes
"No Krystal. This is our home, my wife." he laughed darkly
"WIFE?!" The two screamed as Krystal flew off.
"YOU FUCKING CREEP!" Krystal yelled, flying as fast as she could
"Run all you want. I can wait." He smiled as he followed with his arms crossed behind his back and a calm expression
Krystal continued to fly, going further and further through the ruined Bellwood. Or what she assumed was a ruined Bellwood. The entire place was... Nothing. An endless field of rock and sand. No stars in the sky, nothing "How did he survive here? There's nothing here!" Krystal asked
"He must have some sort of... Base. A home." Ship said... Before both girls felt unimaginable agony, the Nemitrix beeping louder and louder
"What? What IS this?" She screamed in agony
"This world!" Ship shirked "Oh fuck! This is REAPER BEN'S world! A dead world!"
"Mean-meaning, we'll die too?" Krystal struggled and coughed violently, her hand reaching to the Nemetrix 'It was trying to warn us.' she realised
"We don't belong in this world. It's like Reaper... Like Wes' scythe. Made. Of Anti-Mater. If we. Don't find someplace we WILL die. In a few hours." Ship hissed
"Or. Or maybe-?" Krystal whispered, reaching up to the Nemetrix
"Krystal. It LITERALLY won't help!" Ship snapped "It doesn't matter what SPECIES OF ALIEN you are, we can't survive in this world! Neither can Wes, so he must have a base which protects him! We have to find it!"
"Okay, okay. Let's go." She panted and turned into Speed Queen and ran off. She zoomed around the planet planet once, twice and then three times, each time at a different angle. Still no sight of it so run four. Krystal was panting heavier and heavier, the toxic wasteland of this place was slowly getting her "Gah!" she yelled as she tripped, landing face-plate first and skidding across the sandy landscape. She came to a stop after a while, exhausted and in pain... And felt her fingers touching metal "W-Wait. Is this-?" She whispered in shock, trying to claw at it. She pulled herself up weakly and saw a giant house made of shiny metal "Where. Did this. Come from?" Krystal begged, as she crawled to it.
"Must be his... Home." Ship panted, helping Krystal phase inside the building. It was either death in a dying world, or choose the lion's den.
It was obvious right then and there.
Krystal and Ship panted, leaning against a solid metal wall. Krystal's breath was ragged and worn, she was beaten by this world. Nothing could survive here...except those who lived here. Those who where sheltered in this place...
"We need... To have a look around." Krystal panted, slowly recovering
"Okay, let's just take it easy." Ship added, trying to help heal her as Krystal began to walk through the base. It seemed to be like a bunker of some sort, filled with pipes and rounded windows. Somehow both high tech and low tech at the same time "It's like a post-apocalyptic sci-fi bunker. It's almost scary." Ship commented.
"Can you adapt with it?" Krystal asked
"No. Or I might risk damaging what's keeping us alive." she frowned
"Sorry, I just wanted to ask." Krystal apologised as they went deeper. They opened several doors and found all sorts of supply rooms "Oh my god. Look at all these." Krystal gasped. "Water recycling facilities, food stores, medicine. There's enough here for a colony." Krystal whispered. Krystal nodded as she opened a door... And flinched as a horrible scent filled her nose.
Rotten flesh
"HURP!" Krystal almost threw up and covered her mouth and nose. She looked inside...
And saw what looked like hundreds of dead bodies
'Oh. Oh my god!' The two thought in revulsion. It WAS a colony.
Murdered.
"Look. Rojo and Turbine. That cyborg Frightwig." Ship pointed out, noticing the clothing hanging off a few dead bodies "This wasn't a colony... It was his army!"
"This is army? His...His group that he-?" Krystal panicked "But... why? Why are they all dead?!"
"They all failed me. That's why." Wes answered behind her
"I don't know. But the smell." Ship frowned, covering Krystal's mouth with an air-filtration mask
"Are you okay?" Krystal asked in worry, closing the door and leaving that room alone
"It just. I couldn't stomach it." Ship frowned.
Krystal nodded, walking away from the room. They walked through the house, feeling a little better away from the radiation, but still disturbed by the corpses. The next room was a memorial for Kai Green
"A memorial." They whispered as they saw the room.
Clean, well preserved, the lights were gentle to show a sort of 'sacred person' vibe around the portrait. Various pictures of Kai throughout her life. Carefully doctored pictures of Kai and her marriage to Ben 10K but with him removed and replaced with Reaper from old footage. From pictures that looked like they shouldn't have existed
"What in the fuck?" Krystal whispered as she saw it all as she felt creeped out
"Guess this guy's a real 'mummy's boy'." Ship tried to quip.
"Please no." Krystal whispered
"Let's get out of here. Maybe there's a-a bed or something?" Ship thought
"We need to work out... Who Wes is."
"From this, it's pretty obvious." Ship frowned
"Let's start from the beginning anyway." Krystal commented
"Okay." Ship nodded as the two investigated.
"He was born to Reaper Ben, the Ben of this world- a world where the Ben failed his world, lost his hand and went insane as he refused to accept his loss, and Kai Green of the world of Ben 10,000." Krystal explained to the two of them
"The body of his dead father crashed in his world, Kai 10K having raised him." Ship continued "She started training him to take revenge."
"But then Kai 10K passed away." Krystal nodded
"Her passion and obsession seeped into him." Ship added
"He then went to the others, to Ken and Crystal. Wanting help. They tried to help. Wes gained a crush on Crystal." Krystal continued
"That turned to obsession, wanting her to be with him. She turned him down. He snapped." Ship added, looking at the clues.
"Partially because of her sexuality." Krystal added "He then traveled the multiverse and gathered an army. He then located the other worlds and saw me. Since I'm near identical to Crystal, he transferred that obsession to me subconsciously. A kinda cute crush. While he was just a lost child who needed help."
"And somehow it turned into something else. Something much worse." Ship added, looking at the clues in the shrine.
"... Animo." Krystal realised
"Animo killed Mad Ben and...And that made him kill his other subordinates. So they didn't kill any other Bens." Ship followed up, realising the connections
"Animo also betrayed him." Krystal reminded "He didn't want the others to do that as he got paranoid... And then he spent EIGHT YEARS in isolation!"
"During that time the paranoia snapped him, making his perspective warped." Ship commented
"We... We need to keep looking." Krystal muttered
"Okay." Ship answered, keeping her eye out for anything as they left for a different room.
'There is still something missing' Krystal thought to herself 'A reason that twisted his crush into something darker. Something that has kept him going. A reason he doesn't return to any world I've already stopped him in... There has to be a sign that there is still some good in him. I'm SURE I can save him.'
"Krystal, over here." Ship spoke, pointing to another room.
"Huh?"
"Maybe there are some clues in here." Ship pointed
Krystal nodded, going to the next room. Inside was Wes' bedroom. It was almost a typical boys' room. Large bed, clothes on the floor...weapons, maps of the multiverse, pictured of circled faces of different Bens... Okay maybe not THAT typical. At least it wasn't too dirty
"Yeah...This is DEFINITELY his room." Krystal flinched
"Yeah." she nodded
"Well, no time like the present." Krystal grumbled as she went to the next room. She kept going for about an hour, eventually seeing random parts of destroyed robots scattered across the ground
"Sheesh, this is difficult." Ship frowned as she put down some of the robot parts into a corner
Krystal nodded as she entered a room that looked like a giant empty hall with a control panel sticking out of the floor "...Okay. Seems...Odd." Krystal cautiously commented as she saw it. She pressed a button on the control panel making a 'log' appear before her. Lists of battles Krystal recognized from stories her father told her. Of his most important battles. With the word 'Prime' written next to them
Mixed in where lists of other battles which she didn't recognize but have different words next to them. '23', 'Nega', 'Anime', 'Rider', 'Charm', 'Magician'. So on and so forth.
It seemed like a near endless list.
And next to each entry, each battle, there was either a cross or a tick. Next to the ticks where a star rating
"Almost like a video game." Ship recognised "Like a challenge menu."
"Oh my god." Krystal whispered. "THAT'S what he's been doing. How he's been training. "
"Look at all these worlds. It-it's amazing." Ship added
"He's got a few '5 stars'. Lots of them. Wow." Krystal muttered
"I wonder how many of those were repeats?" Ship mumbled to herself.
Krystal was silent and pressed a random replay, showing the climax of the Incarsian Invasion on her world 'He was there too?' Krystal thought in shock to herself, seeing Albedo and Emperor Milleous conquer the Earth. She stood there, seeing a long forgotten scene slowly appear around her "Oh my god." Krystal whispered as she saw it.
The destroyed city, the crashed ship. The fire. All there, just as she remembered in nightmares
"Not again. Not again." She whimpered as she saw the devastation. She had not been traumatized by the events, being the over energetic and happy child she was. But as she grew up and looked back on that day... The more scared she felt
"Krystal. Krystal. I'm here; okay? I'm right here." Ship reassured her. Krystal nodded, biting her lip "We should continue looking." Ship continued. Krystal was silent, seeing figures appear before them
Milleous, Albedo, her father, the Kai from her world, her step-grandfather...ALL younger or alive. And then a hologram of Wes appeared
Krystal backed up in shock, seeing her alternate reality brother appear before her and she then saw him attack "It's a simulation recording." Ship realized, seeing Wes fight against his opponents, and getting his butt kicked "From his last session on this simulation."
"Meaning he was practicing against Dad. To get to me." Krystal added
...
"Hey, Krystal? Didn't you and James have a lot of video game competitions when you where younger?" Ship questioned
"Yeah, yeah we did." Krystal nodded and pinged what Ship was saying. "... Wes... Ken... Crystal... Oh god! The whole reason he focused on me! Middle fucking child syndrome! He feels inadequate, especially since Reaper was dead and Kai 10K was divorced from Ben 10K! He felt abandoned, inadequate! And because of that... Because of that... He became competitive! "
"And with you stopping him, as well as some other feelings crossing over to you, he wanted to be better than you." Ship added
"Which has became another reason why he's so obsessed with me, as well as making the other obsessions work because I was ALL he was thinking about. Good fucking god I am so DUMB!" Krystal yelled as she punched the wall... And suddenly the room changed into an expensive looking bedroom, dimly light by only scented candles, with a King sized bed in the middle of the room and sensual music playing. The two looked at the room and felt IMMEDIATELY creeped out by it. Even more so than before.
Especially as a holographic, NAKED, Krystal appeared
"OH, SWEET GOD!" The two screamed
"Turn it off! Turn it off!" Krystal tried to find the panel to switch it off back to the blank room. Ship quickly became a massive hammer and just slammed the wall until a massive hole was ripped open. The room began to fizz and splutter, the hologram disappeared and went back to its basic form with the door opened with the girls escaping
The two panted in terror, knowing that sight was going to haunt them for a while...more than the rest of this location
"... No." Krystal whispered as she fell to her knees once she was far enough away from THAT room
"No worries there." Ship answered, agreeing with her.
"I FAILED!" Krystal yelled, shocking Ship. Ship flinched and quickly zoomed into the Omegatrix. She was taken aback by Krystal's outburst "I should have worked it out during Mad world! Stopped and helped him before he left!" Krystal cried "I still had a chance! I could have saved him! But I fucked up, it's too late! Because I fucked up he's become a true monster!"
"How could you have known? Huh? How could you know? He was enigmatic and kept things to himself." Ship responded
"He's my brother and I let him become a monster." Krystal whimpered, hugging herself
'Krystal.' Ship thought sadly and emerged out of the Omegatrix and hugged her. She hated this journey, how much pain it was causing Krystal. This emotional roller-coaster 'This fucking thing. Damn it.' Ship thought sadly.
*time skip*
Hours passed, Krystal finally finding the kitchen "You sit down, I'll make you something." Ship offered
"Okay." Krystal nodded weakly and sat down, pulling out some paper and a pen she had found. Ship just let Krystal get on with whatever she wanted to do with that, while she went over and grabbed a few items from the cupboard and made something. Nothing too big, but she hoped it would be sustainable. Honestly the place had the bare minimum. For simple stuff like a roasted chicken breast with some veg and that was it
'I REALLY hope I gt this right.' Ship thought to herself as she made dinner even if it was just something simple
Krystal sighed softly, looking at the letters she had been writing. Each one about the worlds she had visited and the people she had met. She doubted she'd send them but it was a simple venting thing. She just needed something to write. To tell. Just to do ANYTHING to alleviate the stress. To calm herself down and clear her mind 'There's not a lot left I can write.' Krystal thought as she sat back, relaxing
"Are you okay with your letters, Krystal?" Ship asked
"Yeah, just finished." she nodded
"Good. I think this is cooked. But I can't tell." Ship spoke, joking about her lack of touch. She set it in front of her lover, taking a seat opposite her
"You jokester." Krystal smiled gently and saw the meal before her. She felt like she hadn't eaten in months. She started to eat, shuddering a bit
"Is it any good?" Ship asked nervously.
"It's great." Krystal smiled. Ship sighed in relief, happy to know she didn't under or overcook it and was met with a soft kiss. Smiling gently, she saw Krystal eat to get her strength back. Hopefully they wouldn't be here long...
*time skip*
One. Week.
"How long's it been?" Krystal asked as she and Ship were there, Krystal lying on the kitchen floor spread eagle
"A week." Ship groaned gently
They where both bored out of their minds. Luckily Wes had enough food to sustain them and they had found his lab on day 2, but they had no way back home and Wes hadn't returned.
They had been there for a week
"What're we gonna do?" Krystal asked as she was laid out on the settee.
Drip.
"I don't know." Ship admitted, holding her
Drip. Drip.
"What's that noise?" Krystal asked as the sound of a liquid dropping to the floor filled the early empty building
Drip. Drip
Drip. Drip.
"I don't know." Ship frowned
Drip. Drip.
Drip. Drip.
Drip. Drip.
" IS that noise?" Krystal got up from Ship's lap and carefully walked out
They took a careful stance... As Wes rounded the corner
He was dragging behind him a body-bag, dripping with blood from the side on the bag "Hello, sister." he commented