Hearing the beeping sound and few stirs from the machinery, an unsuspected figure was shown through the screens at every angle. The genius himself was a bit astonished by what the drone's image capture. Unsure if he should need to investigate this further or, discuss his discovery with the other. Fortunately, the children are already done and were headed back to freshen up. Leaving the other representative to clean and restore the broken garden, that took action as soon as he sends a command. A different color drone came and quickly get to work. A pinkish-black drone starts to pick up debris one after another, removing and replacing the broken fragments that are now fixed. This goes on until it was restored to the previous design. Ben walked back to where Azmuth was with his report about the gloves until his eyes landed on the picture from the screen:

Ben- (shocked to see the image)Is that, (inspecting every feature)who I think he is? (then facing his partner)

Azmuth- (studying the other's face)From the expression that you give, (pointing to the man that was barely-caught in-camera)I'm presuming you know this man.

Ben- (nodding his head)In a way. (a little bit jealous or angry at the person)But that doesn't explain how he's in what, (taking a second to guess)teenage years?

Azmuth- (shrugging his shoulders)In a way you put it, (then nod)yes. (he began to type And drag a different screen)And I can somehow guess from, (showing steady yet radical lines and many more)the energy readings his dispersing from his body.

Ben- (knowing too little about the information at hand)Should I know what kind it is? (crossing his arms and looking at the genius, intently)

Azmuth- (walking a bit near Ben)The same energy that stops you from growing. (surprising the Burnett)However, (dragging his hands to his whiskers)it doesn't affect him the same way as the Omnitrix does to you.

Ben- (frowning and showing his displeasure)Your telling me his growing at the snail-pace? (raising one brow in sarcastic)I can already imagine what he'll do and say once we meet. (a bit too serious in his voice)How about the serious part?

Azmuth- He isn't part of any Earth government, (pulling every record he found)if that's the 'serious' part your talking about. (pictures of the same man wearing ripped jeans, a black shirt, and long sleeves)Only the involvement as a civilian and being dubbed as Meta-human, (being caught using his power to absorb the concrete) an unfinished-trainee under Magister Gwendolyn if I may add. (Ben's surprised face at the mention of his cousin's name)Do you wish for me to continue with this? (looking at his fellow representative)

Ben- (thinking for a bit before answering with serious tone)Later. (walking to the computer to save all the Galvani's research to folder)As much as I wanted to deal with him, (doing a small hand-signal to tiny-drones)we have pressing matters to discuss first. (hearing the clicks and sees the changes on the screen, now looking at each individual's skill)

Gotham City - Clock Tower

Four figures at the top of the building, watching at each side for any trouble. Until a sound of sigh comes out from the person whose wearing red and black. Which, irritates the other two:

R. Hood- (growling, but never let his awareness drop)That's the eighth time you sigh now, (then glance to the culprit)better stop it before I fucking filled you with holes! (showing his gun as an indication of such promise)

R. Robin- But it's hoverboards, Jason. (exclaims as he gives his attention fully to the other)Hoverboards! Have you ever seen mechanical work like those? (looking at everywhere but the city lights, imagining the components in very detailed and codes)Even I can't put my finger in that kind of crafts, (frowning and tantrum like three years old)I've been itching to see how they make it work.

Robin- Enough Drake, (he roared)we are not going to indulge on those... (squinting his eyes at the genius of group)equipments unless father has it approve.

Nightwing- (seeing a retort from the other, he steps in)Alright everyone, break it up. (eyeing his three siblings before a sigh escape from his lips)It's true that they are pretty sweet equipment, awesome, and what not. But just like Damian said before, (a bit stern)we can't say anything reckless without B's signal. (shrugging his shoulders in careless)As nice as it would be, (a bit disappointment)we're stuck as... beta testers.

R. Hood- (scoffs at the title)'Beta testers', huh. (then chuckles)Hey, (looking at his blue partner)do you remember what he said before we start destroying the garden?

Nightwing- (chuckles with the second youngest while the other just roll his eyes)I did, (worries show on his masked face)but I'm a bit more worried about the garden that isn't fix than his words.

R. Robin- (shrugging his shoulders in carefree)He said that they got it all covered, (then scratches the back of his head)what is there not to be covered with?

Robin- (scowling to the careless before he speaks) That is something unknown to us. For now... (hearing the police siren together with the others)we got work to deal with. (jumping and gliding to the source)

Wayne Manor - Back Garden

The two representatives are having a trouble on how they decide to proceed with their result. Truthfully, after learning how most certain individuals move and use each kind of equipment. It all goes down to a minimum of three parts, as they guess it for habits. The waist, feet, and wrist as it was understandable from the actions they once saw on a certain individual. For the armor-part, the gloves was being remodeled to handle heavy hitters. There were countless of times that cuts and bruise are littered every part of the body. Not even Ben can escape when it comes to that kind of art, which he is fortune to have fast regenerative abilities. But that isn't all:

Azmuth- The camouflage-system is half-way done, (the genius called)even you would realize that this is just temporary.

Ben- I do, (scowling to think)but this would rise suspicion if they all have matching pairs. (seeing they have same design but different colors)Can't we let them decide to change the form? The color isn't the problem, however, they all have different taste on what they wear.

Azmuth- We can, (starting to push few buttons on the keyboard)we'll be able to adjust the design once they have return. Until then, we can only wait for their arrival. (glancing back to his partner)Now, for how long are we letting them use this project of yours.

Ben- Three years is a good number, (pulling out the holographic image of Earth)considering there aren't any 'Plumbers' here. (pushing holographic buttons before glancing to the genius with raised brow)Unless, you have something in mind.

Azmuth- On the contrary, I do. Since we don't have much information on Osmosian, how about we asked them for a trade?

Ben- We can, but the outcome of what we'll expect won't be pretty. Are you sure your up for that idea?

Azmuth- We are already in this kind of predicament. It's only fair to push our luck in this circumstances.

Ben- If you're talking about luck, then I'm the wrong person to tell that. Have you seen my record?

Azmuth- And I don't doubt it, not even once.