The bright blue sky above them slowly drained to orange, and eventually to black, with the last of the golden sun disappearing beyond the horizon. By this time they were in the process of scanning the ground areas around their former home, looking for any signs of movement or light. It was a tedious task to say the least, although that didn't stop the sudden rush of hope each time the proximity alarm sounded. Eventually, their efforts paid off. A large explosion of bright blue light erupted from an area around five hundred metres away. They could feel the heat and vibration even through the shields of the AG's. It ruffled the trees and lit up the ground like daylight.

"That's her!" Shouted Ben, gesturing to the source of the light, which now seemed to be moving towards them in waves. "Get a targeting lock on that area, don't lose her!"

As Ben manoeuvred his AG into landing position, he knew this was not going to be easy. Around her, closing in from every direction, were thousands of Kryl, and it was then realised that the bright light Gwen was generating was not to reveal her location, but an attempt to drive them away. He struggled frantically to come up with a plan of action, but knew there was only one way. Uncaring of the damage he was about to inflict on his humble vehicle, he gripped the flight stick, forcing the AG down. It plummeted towards the ground, through the trees, ripping downward at incredible speed, leaving massive tears and gashes in the hull, a trail of sparks behind it. Entire branches and power lines were dragged down with it. The Drive Plasma line jammed, exploded, and this set fire to the debris. For moments Ben was flying blindly, the cockpit windows covered in burning branches and leaves. With a massive crash, the crumpled, flaming AG hit the ground dramatically with the force of a large rocket, throwing up soil and rock into the air. Slightly dazed from the crash, Ben signalled for the other AGs to land safely and grabbed the weapon Max had given him. Breaking through the fused roof glass, he jumped from his crashed AG.

"Lets do this!" He yelled into the hordes of Kryl.

They seemed to sense the presence of another person, even though there was no possible way for them to have heard him. Ben ran at the horde, hitting as many as he could. Bolts of red light flew in all directions as he struggled to hold them away from Gwen, who he could just about make out several metres from of him. It wasn't enough, there were too many of them. He shook his head, trying to rid himself of these counterproductive thoughts, but as the Kryl became even more numerous, this became difficult.

"Gwen!" He shouted urgently. "Wake up! You've got to help me! There are too many!"

She didn't move. He thought that if he could at least distract them he could buy her some more time. That light Gwen had been creating; whatever it was, it had attracted the Kryl. It didn't seem as though the Omnitrix would be of much use to him here. And after this realisation came a sudden thought. Gripping the D.E.M.O.N tightly, he took notice of a large switch that Max had never explained to him.

"Its gotta be better than what happens if I don't." He thought to himself, pulling it back.

The weapon began to vibrate ominously, a green light intensifying at the tip. He threw it as far as he could, waiting for something to happen and hoping it would be something useful. He watched the Kryl. Some of them had given up their positions trying to reach Ben and Gwen, in pursuit of the light from the D.E.M.O.N. It was exactly what he needed. Rushing over to Gwen and trying to wake her, he knew that it would not be long before the device eventually expired. She seemed to be in a deep sleep. The glow from the D.E.M.O.N was beginning to die out and he had no backup plan. He continued in his attempts to wake Gwen, however this proved futile, she was completely unconscious. The light of his weapon flickered, and finally extinguished. Ben tried to get Gwen further away from the hordes of Kryl, but it was no good. He was becoming aware of just how cold the night air was. As the Kryl turned on him, closing fast, the moonlight on the trees and his smouldering AG in the background began to swim before his eyes. He could hear a loud rustling sound, whether because of the Kryl or merely a result of his current delirious condition he could not tell. He heard the voice of all of the Kryl together. They were saying

"Tennyson… We've been in search of you for a very long time. So you tell us? What must happen now?

It was a low, deathly voice. Almost inaudible, but with clear intent.

"How about this!" Cried three of the Tennyson's suddenly.

They seemed to have come out of no where. The remaining Kryl were hit with six bolts of energy at once. The two that were advancing on Ben and Gwen, blown back into a patch of forest as Will, his father, and his mother stormed through the diminishing crowds of Kryl towards the two cousins.

"You OK?" Asked John, firing on three Kryl trying to approach them from behind.

"Yes, I'll be fine" Said Ben. "Gwen was stuck with them for a bit longer, she should be OK too though."

"You seemed to just fall out of the sky." Said John, worriedly. "Did something go wrong with your AG?"

"No." Replied Ben, walking towards the wreck, placing his hand on what remained of the hull. It was still warm from the crash. He regretted what he was forced to do to his craft. It had served him well in the past years and he was sad to see it go the way it did. "Lets get out of here before the self destruct system opens up an inversion…"