SaurusRock625: "Guys, where's Littlefoot? Is he STILL sulking?"
Ben: "Yup. He hasn't come out of his dressing room since last chapter!"
Gwen: "Saurus? Is Littlefoot going to be okay?"
SaurusRock625: "Yeah, he will be. Just give him time, kids. Time heals all wounds. In the meantime, let's go ahead and get started on the newest chapter. We recorded the official take before the previous chapter took place, so we don't need to shoot anymore footage right now."
Ben: "Good idea. Hey, guy in the booth! Roll film!"
Gwen: "SaurusRock625 doesn't own Ben 10 or the Land Before Time, before we forget."
*Speech Key*
"It's hero time!" = Normal Speech
'A new alien?' = Thoughts
"Lemme tell you somethin', Kevin E. Levin!" = Someone Yelling
The Summer Begins - Little 10 on the Rise!
In the Great Valley, it was a sad day indeed. As the village is a very close knit community where everyone knows each other very well, when someone dies, especially in such a tragic way, everyone knows about it. The whole populace of the village was gathered out at the chosen burial ground where Littlefoot's mother was to be laid to rest. The very same tree where Littlefoot's father proposed to his mother before Littlefoot was ever born.
The lad's father was buried here as well, so his parents would be together forever. Even in death. But this didn't make things any easier on Littlefoot. He watched as his mother's coffin was lowered into the grave, everyone in the Great Valley gathered around and dressed in black as they mourned her death. The current police chief, Mister Threehorn, had already issued a warning to everyone in the country to be on the lookout for Sharptooth should he ever rear his ugly head again.
After all, his body was never found in the wreckage of Littlefoot's home. So he's still at large wandering the world for his next victim. And everyone's certain that this time, he's going to choose someone who can't fight back.
Littlefoot walked up to his mother's grave, the coffin still open as he looked inside at her now pale and still broken body. As per tradition in their family, the people at the morgue had dressed her in a black kimono and placed a ceremonial tanto blade within her hands so she could fight her way to the afterlife.
Sniffling as fresh tears gathered in his eyes, the pink haired boy dropped a pair of his mother's favorite flowers, fire lilies, into the coffin.
"I guess I'll see you… when I pass on, mother. Goodbye." he said as the lid was placed on the coffin.
As the grave was filled up with the earth from the base of the tree, Littlefoot's grandparents began to comfort their distraught grandson. They know full well that he has a long and difficult battle with depression awaiting him in the future. They just hope that he can gain the strength needed to pull through.
But that seems unlikely. His eyes have already lost the shining light they once had, and looked dull and dead.
'Lord above, if you're listening, please help our grandson and give him the strength to live on. Don't let him give in to the darkness that surrounds him now.' Grandma and Grandpa Longneck both mentally prayed.
With the funeral over, they lead Littlefoot back to their house where he could hopefully rest up and begin to heal his hurting heart.
*Summer Break…*
The sun was shining down above a city in the more urban United States, and in the airport it was bustling with activity with hundreds upon hundreds of people who were rushing around trying to catch their flights to other parts of the world, or for those arriving, rushing to grab their luggage from the plane. In the airport, standing out amongst the crowd was Littlefoot. The pink haired boy was holding a dark blue suitcase. His outfit has changed recently to something his grandparents picked out for him. Clothing that looked both professional, and were actually quite practical for everyday use. He now wears a black waistcoat with blue pockets over a white shirt revealing the shirt's short sleeves, a blue tie, and blue pants. He also is wearing a blue bracelet on his right wrist.
But Littlefoot's mind was not on his new clothes, or even on the fact that he's going on a road trip for the summer. It's actually stuck on the events that transpired in the Great Valley before he left for his flight. He ended up in a bad fight with his ex-friend, Cera, and only Petrie seemed to want to stand up for him, but was either silenced by the others, or made to stop through his own low self confidence.
"I can't believe Cera, Ducky and Spike would say those things about mother's death! And then, they have the nerve to break off our friendship and drag Petrie along with them, just because I'm still mourning! Did our friendship mean nothing to them? Were we ever really friends at all?" Littlefoot sadly mumbled to himself. "Well, at least I know that I still have Petrie backing me up. He was always loyal to a fault."
"Hey Littlefoot, there you are!"
The dark pink haired boy looked up to see an old man wearing a red Hawaiian shirt and grey pants walk towards him, and his expression brightened immediately as he ran over to the old timer. They may have only met a few times during his visits when the lad was very young, but Littlefoot remembers him well.
"Mister Max!" he cheered, hugging the old man who hugged him back with a chuckle. "It's great to see you after so long!"
"Good to see you too, Littlefoot. And you know you don't have to call me 'mister', right?" he said.
"Yeah I know. You and my Grandpa consider each other brothers in all but blood, so he and Grandma think of you as family. I just think it's easier to call you mister right now." Littlefoot replied before asking "You don't mind, do you?"
Max chuckled at the boy's blunt explanation, knowing that old man Longneck no doubt told the boy about some of their misadventures when they were young. And he knows that after what happened, Littlefoot would need some time before he could start to see him in a familial way.
"I don't mind at all." Max said. "So, are you ready to go on a cross country road trip with Ben and Gwen in the old Rustbucket?"
"I sure am! Are Ben and Gwen already with you?" Littlefoot asked him.
He remembers the days when he and the two Tennyson cousins would play together in the Great Valley, before they were unable to visit for awhile due to family matters. It was one of the few times the two cousins would stop fighting with each other and actually get along in a positive way.
"Gwen is, we just need to pick up Ben." Max told him and he nodded again.
"Cool. It's been a while since I've seen them." Littlefoot said as both he and Max left the airport and both entered an old RV where Littlefoot saw a girl his age with green eyes and orange hair typing on her blue laptop.
He broke out into a huge grin, already feeling a lot better than he has been feeling lately.
"Gwen!" Littlefoot exclaimed as Gwen turned and smiled at him.
"Littlefoot!" She cheered and both kids hugged each other happily.
If Gwen is being completely honest, she missed the days when she, Ben and Littlefoot would play together as little kids. Simple games like hide n' seek, rolling down the hills, jumping in leaf piles, and Stop the Seed, which is basically just a dumbed down version of soccer.
"It's great to see you after so long. Hopefully this won't be a terrible vacation," Gwen said.
"Of course it won't. It'll be a great vacation!" Littlefoot said before he saw Gwen frown slightly.
And he has a pretty good idea why.
"Let me guess, you don't like the fact Ben is coming along?" Littlefoot asked.
"He's what?" Gwen asked before adding "I was going to ask why you seemed thinner than you should be, but why is Ben coming along?"
Littlefoot looked at Max with a raised eyebrow, not understanding why this information wasn't told to Gwen, and most likely Ben.
"You said you told Gwen and Ben, and that they were okay with it." he said to him.
"I may have left out the part about the other coming." Max admitted sheepishly as he sat on in the drivers chair.
"Of course you did." sighed Littlefoot as he sat at the table opposite of Gwen and the RV started up and drove away.
"So how was your school year?" Gwen asked Littlefoot, whose smile faltered and he looked down at the table. "Bad, huh?"
"Considering the fact that my mother was killed by a madman heckbent on killing anything that moves and friends insulted her death. Then yes it was bad." Daisuke growled as he pulled out the broken blade of the Longneck family. "This broken sword is all I have left of my mother."
Gwen's eyes widened at this news. Her parents told her that Littlefoot was going through a rough time before she went on this road trip, but she didn't think it was this bad.
"Oh my God…! Littlefoot, I am so sorry, I… I didn't…"
Littlefoot held up a hand to stop her. As he looked into her eyes, she could instantly understand the silent message he was sending her. He doesn't hold it against her for unintentionally bringing it up.
"Ben, come on! I want to make the campsite before nightfall!" Max called out the window.
That startled the two other occupants of the RV. They didn't even notice the vehicle coming to a stop.
"Uh… grandpa? A little help?" A voice called.
Littlefoot sighed before he exited the RV and saw a boy with brown hair, green eyes, dark green cargo pants, and a white shirt with a black stripe down the middle hanging by his underwear on a tree. The boy looked at Littlefoot and his expression brightened despite his embarrassing situation.
"Yo, Littlefoot! It's been awhile." he greeted.
"Hi, Ben. What did you do this time?" Littlefoot asked.
Although, he's got a pretty good idea what happened. It's the same as when he stuck up to Cera for another little kid when they were younger.
"Nothing. I tried to stop Cash and J.T from bullying a kid. Some thanks I get." Ben grumbled as Max helped him down to the ground.
After taking a minute to fix his underwear, Ben nodded as he was certain that he was all set.
"Come on you two!" Gwen shouted from the door and Ben groaned.
"I wait all year to go on this trip, and now the queen of cooties is coming along for the ride," Ben groaned as he and Littlefoot got in the RV after Max.
"Hey. I had my own summer vacation planned out too ya know!" Gwen said as she took out a piece of paper. "Each activity is colour coded so I never do the same activity two days in a row. Now I am stuck with my geekazoid cousin for three months!"
"Geek!" Ben said.
"Jerk!" Gwen fired back as Littlefoot groaned.
"Something tells me it's going to be a long summer." Max said and Littlefoot nodded in agreement.
Soon the Rust Bucket arrived at the campsite for the night and Ben, Gwen, and Littlefoot were sitting at a bench as Max walked out of the RV with a bowl of worms.
"Chow time!" Max announced.
"Okay, I give up. What is that?" Ben asked.
"Marinated meal worms. Hard to find them fresh in the states. You know, they're considered a delicacy in some countries." Max informed the kids.
"And totally gross in others," Gwen said as a worm dropped out of the bowl.
But Littlefoot said nothing. He just stared off into space with a dead look in his eyes. He remembered how his mother had told him that she would be going with him on this camping trip. But that was before she died… after Sharptooth attacked.
"I've also got some smoked sheep tongue in the fridge." Max said.
"Couldn't we just have a burger or something?" Ben asked and he and Gwen looked at Max hopefully.
"Nonsense, this summer is going to be an adventure for your taste buds. I'll grab the tongue." Max said walking back into the RV.
"Okay, I got a half-eaten bag of corn chips and a candy bar in my backpack. What do you got?" Ben asked his cousin.
"Some rice cakes and hard candy." Gwen replied.
"Can we make that last a whole summer?" Ben asked.
Both of them looked at Littlefoot and grew a little saddened as they saw the dead and depressed look on the face of their fellow child. Gwen told Ben about the death of Littlefoot's mother and how it's sent him into a deep depression. Also about how his friends mocked her death like it was no big deal. Needless to say, if Ben ever sees this 'Cera' girl in person, she's gonna have a few less teeth when he's done with her.
Looking back to each other, the two cousins subtly nodded as they agreed on something for the first time in years. One way or another, they are going to help their friend win this battle with depression he's fighting!
In Saturn's rings, two ships that seemed otherworldly were engaged in a battle of epic proportions. One ship was a big rust and red colored war based ship, while the other was a light blue ship that seemed smaller and built for deep space exploration. Both sides were taking damage, but neither was willing to give an inch!
As the smaller ship dodged some red cannon fire, it shot blue lasers at the enemy ship. On board, two strange humanoids were monitoring the damaged.
"Hull damage twenty percent! Weapons System still operational!" one of them reported.
The camera pans to the captain of the giant war ship. A green and black alien humanoid that seemed like he was part cephalopod. He had green skin with red veiny markings all over his body and green squid tentacles protruding from his lower jaw like some kind of beard.
"I have come too far to be denied!" he declared.
As the ships resumed their battle, they flew out of Saturn's rings and closer to the inner planets of the solar system. And the farther the smaller ship got, the angrier the squid looking alien got.
"The Omnitrix shall be mine, and there is not a being in the galaxy that dares stand in my way!" he growled.
Later that night Ben was playing his portable game console while Gwen was surfing the web as Max walked out with a bag of marshmallows in hand.
"Who wants to roast marshmallows?" He asked Ben and Gwen.
But both remained silent. They were still contemplating what to do for their good friend. Not that Max could tell what they're thinking.
"O…kay. How about we tell scary stories?" He suggested.
"Scarier than spending a whole summer with your freak of a cousin?" Ben asked before he laughed.
"I'd like to grandpa, but I'm doing a web search on a cure for extreme ugliness. Nothing yet Ben, but let's not give up hope." Gwen said to Ben who frowned at her.
"Oh come on you two. We're all in this together. You can sit around and mope all summer or we can have some fun," Max said before he noticed something was missing "Has anyone seen Littlefoot?"
"He went out for a walk. He should be back in a while." Ben answered before he turned back to his video game.
The battle between the two ships was continuing to rage on as they exchanged blue and red laser shots. One of the red shots hit the smaller ship in its thrusters and made it spin in the void until it was facing the larger vessel.
"Their propulsion systems have been destroyed!" a minion reported.
"Prepare to board!" ordered the squid face. "I want the Omnitrix!"
But before his soldiers could do anything, the pilot of the smaller ship launched a final assault. They shot their lasers at the cockpit of the ship, damaging it further and possibly taking the enemy down with them. But they didn't count on the bigger ship launching a last attack of their own.
Gathering as much energy as they could into the main cannon, the squid alien's ship shot a giant blast of red energy at the smaller vessel, destroying it and sending the main control room of the ship flying off into space. But before it got too far, it released a small capsule from its cargo hold. The capsule opened up to reveal a metal pod that was now falling towards a new planet. It's destination? Earth.
Meanwhile, Littlefoot was still out for his walk, attempting to take his mind off of his depression. But he was having no luck in doing so. He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair, remembering all of the bickering his friends have done since this trip began.
"Man, I was hoping this summer trip would be good for us all. But so far, all Ben and Gwen have done is argue, argue, and argue some more. When will they ever learn to get along?" Littlefoot muttered to himself.
That's when something in the air caught his eyes. Something streaking through the sky with a beautiful tail of flames dancing behind it.
"Whoa, a shooting star!" gasped Littlefoot.
His mother and grandparents told him about shooting stars many times and told him that they didn't come around often. And that if you saw one, it was tradition to make a wish on one of them.
Just as Littlefoot was about to make his wish, however, he noticed something off about that star. It looked like something had hit it and made it change course. Now it was falling at a near ninety degree angle after making a sharp turn towards the planet and was now… HEADING STRAIGHT FOR LITTLEFOOT!
He screamed and got out of the way just in time for the 'star' to hit the ground with a loud boom, leaving a pretty deep and wide crater at the point of impact.
After picking himself up and dusting himself off, Littlefoot slowly and cautiously walked to the edge of the crater, and was confused by what he saw. It was a round, metal object that was glowing orange from having entered the Earth's atmosphere and still smoking from both the heat and the impact.
But what Littlefoot didn't know is what it was and what it might contain.
"Looks like a satellite, or something." he said to himself.
He didn't make a move to enter the crater, and just continued to stare at the object that had nearly crushed him to a pulp. Suddenly, the ground give way under Littlefoot's weight, causing the boy to let out a startled yelp as he fell into the crater.
He stood back up as the pod cooled off and opened up to reveal… Actually, he wasn't quite sure what it was.
It looked like a very big wristwatch that was a combination of a dark blue and gold color. The band itself was dark blue, but it had gold accents mostly around the dial. The faceplate had an hourglass symbol that was more of a standard blue color. Maybe cobalt. But what puzzled Littlefoot was the fact that this watch has no hands or numbers on it to tell time. Is it perhaps a digital watch? Because if it is, it's not like any digital watch he's ever seen.
"A watch? What's a watch doing in outer space?" Littlefoot asked himself.
Even though he was confused, the boy grinned at the prospect of having found possible alien tech. If things go like he plans, he could sell it to a scientific research facility and make a lot of money off of it. Enough to help his grandparents with any financial troubles they might have along the line, and then some. So he began to reach for the watch… Only for it to spring to life and attach to the boy's left wrist!
"AAH! Get off me! Get OFF, GET OFF!" cried Littlefoot.
The watch beeped and flashed a few times as he struggled to pull it off his wrist, only to fall flat on his back as his hand slipped sending him back with his own momentum. Littlefoot quickly crawled out of the crater and ran off to try and find something to pry the watch off of his wrist. And in his fear addled mind, he began to cry for help from the only people he could trust other than his grandparents at the moment.
"MISTER MAX! BEN! GWEN! ANYONE! HELP!"
"Littlefoot has been gone a long time. I wonder if something bad has happened to him." Ben said.
"What trouble could he end up in out here?" Max asked.
"He could have wound up bear food," Gwen said making Ben and Max looked at her.
Sensing the growing tension, she tried to salvage the situation and save herself the trouble that would follow.
"I'm kidding. You do know I was kidding right?" She asked.
Checking back in with our blue eyed hero, we can see that things are not going all that well for the poor lad.
He grunted as he tried to pry the watch off of his wrist with a stick, and was struggling quite a bit as the darned thing felt like it had super glued itself to his wrist. Or maybe it welded itself to his skin without him knowing it. Either way, it was not budging.
"Come on! Come off me!" he grunted.
Yelping in surprise as the stick broke and nearly jabbed him in the eye, Littlefoot sighed and discarded the piece of wood. Sinking to his knees, Littlefoot put his head in his hands, not at all knowing what he should do. Taking a second look at the watch, Littlefoot took a moment to admire the beauty of the device and how the blue and gold colors just seemed to really bring each other out. With his curiosity now being brought to the surface, he brought his free hand up to press the buttons on the watch.. This cause the faceplate to pop up and make a beeping sound.
"Whoa! Cool!" Littlefoot said in awe.
He watched in further amazement as the hourglass mark on the faceplate shifted to form a diamond with the shadow of a humanoid figure inside of it. Being the curious boy that he is, Littlefoot knew that he just HAD to see what would happen now. After making sure no one was looking, he gently pressed down on the faceplate with his index finger and was enveloped in a flash of blue light.
As the watch was absorbed into his body, Littlefoot began to change until he was a man made out of living, burning charcoal with flames dancing around his head to show that he possessed fire based powers. The coals themselves were an ashen gray while the flames surrounding his body were a cobalt blue. The same mark from the watch seemed to have migrated to the center of his chest, the hourglass turning white against a gray background as it did.
Naturally, being only ten years old and literally on fire, Littlefoot began to panic as he thought he'd be in serious pain from the heat of his own flames.
"AAAAHH! I'M ON FIRE! I'M ON FIRE! AAAAAAAAHHHHH!" screamed Littlefoot in a more grown up voice.
He started screaming as he ran around in circles like a chicken with its head cut off… only to realize one crucial detail.
"Hey… I'm on fire, but I'm okay?" he thought to himself.
Seeing all of the possibilities of this new form, Littlefoot narrowed his eyes and grinned at the prospect of having fire powers like these. But then again, most people dream about having powers like their favorite superheroes. And in Littlefoot's case, these were the powers of the Human Torch.
"Check me out…! I'm totally hot!" Littlefoot said to himself.
He chuckled at the unintentional pun and turned to look at one of the trees that the forest has to offer.
"Oh yeah." Littlefoot said to himself.
Turning around, he calculated just how much power he'd need for this little demo.
"Uh huh." he mumbled. "Here goes!"
With a flick of the wrist, Littlefoot shot a small bullet of fire from his fingertip at the tree. It was only a glancing blow, but it was still strong enough to leave a pretty decent sized dent in the tree itself. Needless to say, our young hero was a like a kid in a metaphorical candy store.
"That's what I'm talkin' about!" Littlefoot said to himself.
Turning to a row of three trees, Littlefoot cupped his hands together and formed a much larger ball of blue fire.
"Likin' it!"
He took aim, and threw the fireball at the trees. But unlike the simple fire bullet that he'd used before, this fireball did much more damage. It broke through all three trees that Littlefoot was aiming for and knocked them all down to the ground. Unfortunately, this proved to be a mistake as those threes were dead and rotting.
And it looks like Littlefoot realized his mistake.
"Wait, STOP!" he cried.
And his worry was well warranted. After all, dead trees + fire + oxygen + lots of stuff to burn = one big forest fire! And it was spreading fast!
"Uh oh!" gasped Littlefoot.
He ran over and started stomping on the flames in an attempt to smother them. Unfortunately, being made of living fire and charcoal just meant that Littlefoot was only adding more fuel to this fire. Literally! As proven by how his own burning footprint just made more flames burst up from the ground below him.
"Oh man! I am gonna get SO busted for this!" Littlefoot said to himself as the fire continued to spread.
Back at the campsite, Ben, Gwen, and Max were beginning to pack up most of their camping supplies before they hit the sack. It's been a long and hectic day for all of them, and they just wanted to get some sleep. Suddenly, Ben noticed something.
"What's up with that smoke?" he asked.
Max and Gwen looked in the direction the boy was pointing and saw that there was indeed smoke beginning to billow out from the
"Looks like the start of a forest fire." Max said. "It's probably some darn fool camper messing around with something he shouldn't."
"Wait a minute… Littefoot! He's still out there!" Gwen exclaimed in remembrance and fear.
Max and Ben looked at her in shock as they realized that she's right. Max ran over to the Rustbucket and pulled out three fire extinguishers. He handed two of them to his grandkids, knowing that they'd probably want to help find Littlefoot regardless of the danger.
"You kids better take these!" Max instructed.
The kids nodded before they all rushed out into the woods to put out that forest fire and find Littlefoot, before he burns to death and joins his mother in the afterlife too early.
Speaking of whom, the boy turned fire monster was still tirelessly stomping on the fires to try and put them out, but even he could see that he was just making it worse! As a burning tree fell to the ground, Littlefoot was still very focused on stopping the fire from spreading. But he was also panicking, which is something you DON'T want to do in a situation like this.
"This would be so cool if it weren't so… NOT cool!" Littlefoot said to himself.
He turned around to resume his stomping out the fires, unaware that he was about to have company.
The three Tennysons decided to split up while staying as close to one another as possible in an effort to cover more ground as they ran through the burning forest, using their fire extinguishers to douse as many flames as they could. But what they didn't understand was why the fire was blue. What could've caused a fire like this.
But as Gwen swept her fire extinguisher over the burning ground, she accidentally hit Littlefoot in the back, making him cry out due to his newfound sensitivity to water and fire dousing agents. He turned around to see who had hit him with that stuff and saw Gwen looking up at him. She looked curious, but also afraid.
He just hoped she didn't…
"AAAAYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!"
...Start screaming.
"Look, I know I look weird, but there's no reason to be scared!" Littlefoot exclaimed, trying to reason with her.
But he must not have known about Gwen's own immense strength, as the girl sent him tumbling back by hitting him in the face with her fire extinguisher. As he tried to get up, the orange haired girl sprayed him in the face with the dousing substance within the canister.
"HEY!" cried Littlefoot.
When the dousing agent stopped spraying, the flaming boy coughed a bit before narrowing his eyes and reigniting his fires. Gwen nervously stood her ground with her fire extinguisher pointed menacingly at him.
"I don't know what you are, but you'll stay down there if you know what's good for you!" Gwen threatened.
Littlefoot just raised a now nonexistent eyebrow at her before shooting a small fireball at her foot. He chuckled as she yelped and started hopping around on one foot before spraying it with the fire extinguisher. She lightly glared at the laughing matchstick and pointed the nozzle of her fire extinguisher at him.
"I warned you!" growled Gwen.
"Don't even THINK about it, bookworm!" snapped Littlefoot, using his old nickname for her.
Gwen stopped what she was doing as she looked into the creature's eyes. She saw the familiar near dead look in them that belonged to the one boy that she EVER allowed to call her a bookworm and get away with it.
"Littlefoot…? Is that you?" Gwen asked.
The two children stared at each other for a minute before Gwen asked something that many would dub as being REALLY important.
"What happened?!"
"Well, I was walking along just minding my own business, when this meteor fell from the sky and almost flattened me, except that it wasn't a meteor or a satellite but this cool watch thing that jumped up onto my wrist, and when I tried to get it off I was suddenly on fire only it didn't hurt when I was accidentally starting this mega forest fire!" Littlefoot explained all in one breath.
"Gwen!" called a familiar voice.
The children glanced up to see Ben and Max running up to them with their own fire extinguishers in hand.
"Are you alright… What in blazes?!" Max gasped.
"Guess who." quipped Gwen.
Littlefoot smiled and waved to Max and Ben, happy to see two more familiar faces in a situation like this.
"It's me, Littlefoot!" he said with a wave of his hand.
"Littlefoot?! What happened to you?!" Ben asked, all but shouting.
"Well, I was walking along minding my own business, when this meteor…" Littlefoot tried to explain again.
"I hate to break up story time, but hello?! Major forest fire burning out of control, remember?!" Gwen said, cutting her friend off off.
Now seeming to remember the danger they were in, everyone tensed as the flames seemed to be growing more intense.
Littlefoot knew that this whole mess was his fault and wanted to do something about it.
"What do we do, Mister Max?" Littlefoot asked.
Max quickly started to formulate a plan. If he had a more readily available supply of water, like a lake or a river, he could extinguish these fires easy. But then… Maybe a little reverse psychology will work here.
"Backfire…! Start a new fire and let it burn into the old one! They'll snuff each other out!" Max ordered. "Think you can do it?"
Littlefoot looked a bit apprehensive about starting any more fires, but knowing that it might be the only way to save all of their lives, he steeled his resolve.
"Shooting flames I can definitely do!" He said.
Littlefoot quickly turned around and ran towards another part of the forest with just the right conditions for starting a forest fire. And while he did that, Max and the two Tennyson cousins made their way to safety so they could let the fires snuff each other out. Once he arrived there, he stuck out his arm and shot a concentrated stream of fire at several trees. It did its job in starting a fire, making Littlefoot smile knowing that the wind would help this fire do its job.
So with his work done, he ran off to meet back up with the others.
Back up above the planet, the ship that was chasing the smaller vessel was parked above the planet as several drones made repairs to it. The ship itself was orbiting above the planet so that it was outside if its gravitational pull, yet close enough that it wouldn't wander to any other planet in the solar system.
But back inside what must've been the medical bay, the alien from before was now inside of a healing tank. His body had taken severe damage during the battle, as proven by his lost limbs and most of the flesh on his body being damaged.
"What do you mean it's not there?! This battle nearly cost me my life, and you say the Omnitrix is no longer on board the transport?!" he demanded.
"Sensors indicate a probe was jettisoned from the ship just before boarding. It landed on the planet below." a minion reported.
Even though he was in extreme pain, the alien was still able to turn his body to a mechanical being that was standing in the shadows. His next orders were simple ones.
"Go! Bring it to me!"
The machine walked off to carry out its assigned task, no questions asked. It was programmed to do one thing and one thing only.
Bring the alien this 'Omnitrix', or die trying!
Back on Earth after the forest fire was stopped, Littlefoot and the others were now sitting around their campfire listening to the dark pink haired lad recount his tale of how he became a man made of fire and charcoal in the first place. Gwen was holding a bag of giant marshmallows in her hands, listening with rapt interest. Even her cousin Ben, who is known for hardly ever paying attention in class, was listening to this story with rapt attention.
But this time, Littlefoot was sitting on a rock so he doesn't accidentally start up another forest fire.
"And you say that this 'watch' just jumped up and clamped onto your wrist?" Max asked.
Gwen reached into the bag of marshmallows and tossed one to Littlefoot, who caught it and ate it even though it too caught on fire. Seems like whatever he's turned into, the species is able to literally consume fire.
"Hey, this time it wasn't my fault! I swear!" exclaimed Littlefoot.
"I believe you, Littlefoot." Max said calmly, easing the boy's fears.
"Yeah, I mean it's kinda hard to deny something when we've got living proof right in front of us." Ben added with a slight smirk.
"Is he going to stay a monster forever?" Gwen asked.
"He's not a monster, he's an alien." Max explained.
That drew suspicious looks from the children. How does Max know about the existence of something as science fiction related as aliens? Realizing his potential error, Max quickly began to think of something.
"Uh… I mean… Look at him! What else could he be?"
"But I don't want to be fire guy forever! How am I supposed to play soccer if I incinerate the ball every time I kick the darn thing or catch it when I'm the goalie?" complained Littlefoot.
"Don't worry, Littlefoot, we'll figure this thing out!" Max assured him.
That's when their attention was caught by a beeping sound. It started off quick and made Littlefoot stand up and look down to see the mark from the watch was flashing between red and white in a rapid fashion. With a final beep, Littlefoot was engulfed in a flash of bright red light that forced Max and his grandchildren to cover their eyes due to the brightness.
When they looked up they saw, not the fire creature that their friend had become, but the very boy that the watch clamped onto! He was human again, and looked very pleased to be!
"Yes! I'm me again!" Littlefoot cheered.
"Too bad. I liked it when you were a walking briquette." Gwen quipped, holding up a marshmallow for emphasis.
But Littlefoot wasn't paying attention to his fellow ten year old. He was once again trying to pull the watch off of his arm with no success.
"I still can't get this thing off!" He grunted as he pulled on the watch.
"Then you'd better not fool with it anymore until we know exactly what we're dealing with." Max instructed.
He picked a flashlight up from inside a nearby toolbox and turned it on before turning back to the kids.
"I'll go check out that crash site. You kids stay here until I get back." Max said.
As he walked off into the forest, Littlefoot looked back down at the watch and seemed to be thinking about the many possibilities of the newfound power at his fingertips.
The robot had just been compressed into the form of a probe and jettisoned from its own ship. It quickly fell to Earth and landed around the same spot as the watch did. Once the smoke cleared from its landing, it began to transform back into its true form with a hiss of compressed air being released.
When it finished transforming, the robot resembled a mix of a man and a praying mantis with big red compound eyes. Using these eyes, it began to scan the area for the crashed pod containing this 'Omnitrix' that the squid alien keeps talking about.
Bingo!
Once locked onto the pod and seeing that it was empty, the robot raised a hand towards the empty pod and shot a laser blast at it, thus destroying it.
With its objective no longer being in the area, the robot shot two disks out from its shoulders. These 'disks' morphed into what appeared to be smaller probes that sort of resembled flying crabs of some kind. And these crabs are on the hunt.
Back with Littlefoot and the others, our young hero was busy trying to figure out how the watch worked, even though Max had told him specifically not to. And he seemed to be close to cracking the code, so to speak.
"Huh, I wonder what this does?" Littlefoot asked himself.
Looking around to make sure the coast was clear, Littlefoot was about to further mess with the watch.
Until…
"OOGA BOOGA BOOGA!" screamed Ben with a scary mask on.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" screamed Littlefoot.
While Littlefoot held a hand over his heart, which now felt like it was beating a thousand beats a minute, Ben removed his mask and doubled over onto the ground laughing his lungs out. Even Gwen was giggling at what had just happened to her friend.
"Eh-heh-heh-heh, very funny. Not!" Littlefoot said to the two laughing ten year olds.
"Aw, lighten up, Longneck! It was just a joke!" Ben said.
But Littlefoot ignored him. He was more focused on trying to figure out how the watch worked and what it really is. He knows that it's not an ordinary wristwatch, and that kinda has him concerned.
"Grandpa said not to mess with that." Gwen said.
"Oh, did he now?" quipped Littlefoot.
"Did your parents drop you when you were a baby? Because I'm pretty sure any sane person would just leave that crazy thing the heck alone." Gwen said.
Littlefoot stopped messing with the watch for a moment, if only to further converse with his fellow children.
"Come on, you can't really not be the LEAST bit curious about what else this thing can do?" Littlefoot asked, though it sounded more like a statement.
"Well, I am, but…" Gwen trailed off.
Max had just arrived at the spot where Littlefoot told him that he'd found the watch, and so far he wasn't liking what he was seeing.
He knelt down and picked up a shard of what was once the pod that carried the watch. It didn't feel like any kind of metal he's ever felt before. On this planet at least. But she could also tell that something ELSE was here. Something that destroyed the pod from the outside.
"I don't like this one little bit." Max mumbled to himself.
"Look, if I can figure out how this thing works, then maybe I can use it to help people! I mean, REALLY help them, and not just, you know… get in the way." Littlefoot said somewhat sadly, remembering what happened to his mother as he continued to fiddle with the watch.
"So, what did it feel like going all alien like that?" Ben asked.
"It freaked me out at first. It felt like I was me, but it also felt like I was somebody else." Littlefoot explained.
That's when he accidentally pushed the buttons on the watch which made the dial pop up with a beeping sound. And once again, the screen merged to form a diamond shape while the shadow of a humanoid appeared in the diamond.
"Hey, I think I figured out how I did it!" Littlefoot exclaimed excitedly. "Should I try it again? Just once?"
Unlike before, this time Littlefoot twisted the faceplate and the shadow switched between several new ones. He stopped on one that looked a bit more beastial in appearance.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Gwen warned.
"Yeah. YOU wouldn't. But Littlefoot's not you." Ben quipped.
Littlefoot smirked and raised his hand, his depression and sorrow momentarily forgotten.
"Well then, let's see what we got here!" He said.
He slammed the dial down and was engulfed in another flash of blue light. This time, the transformation was different from when he became the fire being. Rather than the watch turning into charcoals and traveling up his arm, it was absorbed into his arm and caused lots of thick veins to travel up his arm.
The further the transformation went, the more beastial Littlefoot became. His body was covered in dark pink fur and he seemed to develop a small row of paler pink stripes along the back of his head to just between his shoulder blades. His nails turned into long, sharp claws while also turning black and retaining their appearance of human fingernails, and he seemed to lose his ears, nose and eyes. He developed these odd slits along the sides of his now longer and thicker neck. Three on each side for a total of six. His mouth also changed to look far more grotesque with chapped lips, a long worm-like tongue, and four sharp fangs in his mouth along with a few smaller, dagger-like teeth. In fact, his whole body seemed to take on the structure of a canine with several traits from a gorilla. Mostly his more humanoid looking forelimbs and hands. But surprisingly, he didn't grow a tail.
The watch seemed to relocate itself to Littlefoot's left shoulder, and didn't seem like it would fall off due to movement. Littlefoot let out this odd roar/howl combo as the transformation finished.
Needless to say, Ben's reaction to this transformation was kind of expected.
"Cool! An alien dog!" he exclaimed.
But Gwen was much less impressed by this new form.
"EW! This thing's even uglier than a Ben is normally, if that's even possible! Bow wow, someone put a flea collar on this mutt!" quipped Gwen.
The transformed boy let out an odd noise in this alien's native language that could've been a very indignant 'Hey!'.
"And no eyes? What good is THIS one if it can't see in front of its own face?" Gwen asked, waving a hand in Littlefoot's face.
That's when she smirked as she got a stupid idea. Whistling innocently, Gwen walked behind Littlefoot with a stick in her hands. She silently made a 'batter up!' motion as she got ready to swing the stick, but that's when something happened to Littlefoot.
The slits on his neck opened up as the camera shifts to a sort of infrared vision that showed Littlefoot that Gwen was about to swing the stick at. Just as Gwen swung, Littlefoot jumped up out of the way and flipped backwards so he landed on the far edge of the campsite while Gwen fell to the ground due to her own momentum. Ladies and gentlemen, it looks like this alien can see using a specialized type of scent vision. And by the smirk that appeared on his face, Littlefoot knows it.
"Okay, so maybe this alien isn't TOTALLY useless." Gwen admitted from her spot on the ground.
But soon enough, she found herself pinned to the ground as Littlefoot had pounced on her, snarling and drooling on the girl. His anger apparent by the raised hackles that revealed that his fangs were a lot longer and a lot SHARPER than they looked. And all Ben could do was watch in morbid fascination.
"Uh, good… alien doggy… Stay, eh-heh-heh…" Gwen said nervously.
And it seemed like Littlefoot was about to take a big bite out of his fellow ten year old, when suddenly… He began to lick the girl's face relentlessly, getting alien dog slobber all over her face and clothes with alien doggy kisses.
"HEY! STOP! COME ON, NOW!" shouted Gwen while her cousin laughed at her.
Once he decided that he'd drooled on her enough, Littlefoot got off and allowed Gwen to get up while flicking slobber off her shirt sleeves.
"Ugh! I just KNOW this stuff ain't gonna wash out!" She complained.
Littlefoot let out a rapid barking noise that seemed to be this alien's equivalent to laughter. This made Gwen smirk and flick some of the drool back at Littlefoot, who just wiped it away using one of his paws.
But that's when Littlefoot smelled something else. Something far less human. He can't really tell what it is. But whatever it is, Littlefoot does not like it at all. As proven by his very feral sounding growling.
"What is it, boy? You smell something?" Ben asked.
He got his answer when Littlefoot ran out to the edge of the clearing and pounced on one of the robots that was hunting for the 'Omnitrix' thing that the squid face alien keeps talking about! He grabbed it and redirected the laser just as it was about to fire.
Needless to say, everyone was on edge now!
"WHAT IS THAT THING?!" screamed Ben and Gwen as they clung to each other.
But as Littlefoot fought the robot, he could instinctively feel the fear that was pouring out of his oldest friends. And he wasn't about to let this tin can mess with his them! Call it instinct if you want, but all Littlefoot knows is that he considers Ben and Gwen to be part of his pack. Biting into the robot, Littlefoot managed to rip several wires out of the robot, sending it flying towards a nearby rock wall. Just as he's used one of his front paws to rip off the head, he 'saw' what he was heading for and decided on the best option for this particular situation.
ABANDON SHIP!
He quickly jumped off of the robot just before it hit the wall and exploded. And just in time too, as the watch began flashing red and beeping before Littlefoot was engulfed in a flash of red light. He stood back up and glared at the wreckage of the robot.
"And stay down!" Littlefoot declared.
But his eyes widened as something else happened. The second robot appeared in the clearing! And it's sensors are locked onto Littlefoot! It readied it's own laser blaster as our protagonist uttered the only two words he could possibly think of at this point in time.
"Aw man…!"
As the second robot closed in, Littlefoot and the others instinctively backed up. They knew that they couldn't possibly fight this thing if the laser blast the first one shot is any indication of how advanced it is.
Littlefoot tried doing what he did to transform like last time, but the watch wasn't responding. No matter how hard he tried, it wasn't working in the least!
'What's wrong with this thing?! Does it need to recharge, or something?!' he mentally asked himself.
Ben and Gwen looked around for anything they could use as weapons, and picked up a shovel and a rake respectively. They decided then and there that if they're going down, they're going down fighting!
But just as the robot had locked on to Littlefoot, a familiar hooded old man came to the rescue. Max smashed the robot using a nearby sledgehammer, hitting it until the robot was good and flat before finally letting up. And while his sudden appearance did startle everyone, it was not unwelcome.
"No freaky robot is gonna hurt MY grandchildren or their friends while I'm still breathing!" Max declared.
"Thanks for the assist, Mister Max! I owe you one!" Littlefoot said, happy that a responsible adult was there.
But he didn't have time to think about this anymore since the robot caught fire. Not wanting to take any more chances around these things, Max kicked the robot into a pile of rocks and they all watched as it exploded soon after landing. A type of failsafe, perhaps.
After walking back to the Rustbucket, Max began to scold Littlefoot for his recklessness while at the same time making sure all of the kids were unharmed after their encounter with that flying bucket of bolts.
"I was worried you might get popular with that thing on your wrist. That's why I asked you NOT to fool around with it until we know what it is." Max lightly scolded.
While he didn't like that Littlefoot had used the watch in such a reckless manner like that, he was at least proud of him for protecting his grandkids, for the most part. And that pride in his selflessness outweighed any anger he felt towards his disobedience.
"Sorry, Mister Max." Littlefoot apologized.
He then held up the watch so that everyone could see his demonstration.
"But at least I figured out how to make it work." Ben said, revealing one good thing to come out of this.
And Littlefoot agreed.
"Ben's right. Look," he said as he used the watch for visual aid. "All you do is press this button, then when the ring pops up just twist it until you see the guy you want to be. Slam it down, and BAMMO! You're one of ten super cool alien dudes!".
Ben was grinning like a maniac. Being able to turn into ten different extraterrestrial beings sounded almost too good to be true, and yet here's the proof on Littlefoot's wrist! He's got a watch that lets him do just that! Honestly, Ben's a bit jealous of his friend.
"What about staying a super cool alien dude and not turning back into plain old Littlefoot?" Gwen asked with a raised eyebrow.
Littlefoot looked away, a disappointed and slightly sheepish look appearing on his face.
"I kinda haven't figured that part out yet." he admitted.
Max actually looked thoughtful about this whole situation. He had been hoping for at least a semi-normal vacation this summer, but it looks like the universe has other plans. Maybe this is its way of paying Littlefoot back for taking his mother away from him so soon. And in such a cruel manner, no less.
"With a device as powerful as that watch clamped on your wrist, I'd say we better help you learn. Fast." Max said.
"Alright!" cheered Littlefoot.
"Sa-weet!" added Ben.
He and Littlefoot fist bumped while Gwen just stared in disbelief. Was her grandpa really entrusting a child with a device as powerful as that watch? That seems a little bit like an idea that could easily backfire. Not that her grandpa's plans have ever backfired yet. Then again, she certainly trusts Littlefoot with that watch A LOT more than she would trust someone like Ben with it.
But their attention was soon caught by a radio that Max brought with him and installed into the Rustbucket, picking up a signal from a forest ranger's communication channel.
"Mayday! Mayday! Somebody help us! We're under attack by some sort of, I know you're not gonna believe me, but, robot!"
That was all that the ranger could utter before the channel fizzed out in a blur of static.
"Sounds just like those things that attacked me! It must be looking for the watch…! Those people are in trouble because of me!" Littlefoot said, blaming himself for this.
Max looked at Jaune with an unreadable expression. The boy got up from the chair he was sitting on and looked in the direction where the nearest campground was located. That's most likely where the robot was attacking.
"I've gotta do something!" Littlefoot said.
"You?! And what're YOU gonna do about it?" Gwen asked.
Littlefoot looked at her with a slight glare due to her lack of faith before glancing down at the watch and smirking.
He and the others ran to another part of the woods where Jaune could most likely transform without anyone else seeing him. He's taking the whole secret identity thing VERY seriously. The watched beeped and began glowing blue, signaling a full charge.
Jaune looked up at Max, silently asking for permission to transform. The old man nodded in affirmative to give the go ahead, and Littlefoot did his thing. Pressing the button on his new watch, it beeped as the dial popped up. The hourglass merged into a diamond once again as the shadows of the aliens once again appeared.
"Yeah!" Littlefoot cheered as he began to twist the dial. "Eenie, meenie, minie… Here goes!"
He pressed the faceplate down and was once again engulfed in a flash of blue light. But this time, instead of seeming painful like his first two transformations looked, Littlefoot was completely okay as a dark blue crystalline substance began to encase his whole body.
Now, he is a silicon based humanoid male with four sharp shards of dark blue crystal jutting from his back and a sharp head. He's taller than the above average male, and seems to look very muscular like a professional wrestler. He wears a uniform that is golden yellow on the right and black on the left. The left side also has a golden patch on the shoulder where the watch relocated itself to.
"So what can this one do?" Ben asked excitedly.
While Littlefoot looked at his hand to try and determine the nature of this alien, he silently contemplated how he would be fighting a robot with no knowledge of how this form's powers and abilities work. But he doesn't care, so long as he can help those people.
"I don't know, Ben. But I bet it's gonna be cool!" Littlefoot said.
Meanwhile, at the campgrounds, it was utter pandemonium! Explosions were rocking the place as screams of terror were unleashed by frightened campers. Energy blasts were flying everywhere, destroying caravans and mobile homes of all kinds.
This is the scene that Littlefoot and the others ran in on. And upon seeing the main robot, they knew that things were about to get ugly. Fast.
"Looks like papa robot this time." quipped Littlefoot. "I'll get gearhead's attention, you guys get the campers to safety!"
Max nodded and lead the others off to get the campers as far away from the fight as possible. Something told them that this was not a fight that could be easily won by hunters alone.
Littlefoot's eyes began to glow as he charged into action.
The robot was about to try and smash a park ranger, but a new voice ended up breaking its concentration.
"Leave him alone! Want somebody to pick on? Try me!" taunted Littlefoot.
The robot turned its attention to the now silicon based human boy and began scanning him. It's scanners began to glow as it found what it was looking for. The watch!
It tossed the ranger, making him yelp before grunting as he hit the ground hard.
The robot extended a hand to Littlefoot and shot him with a laser blast. He grunted as he was sent soaring through the air before landing on a motor home which was soon blasted by the robot. It walked off in his direction, determined to acquire the item it was seeking.
But it seems like our normally pink haired protagonist ain't out for the count yet, folks! A shard of crystal punctured through the metal hull of the destroyed vehicle before slicing an opening in it. This revealed the crystal to be Littlefoot's left arm! This alien seems to be able to turn itself into a living weapon, and Littlefoot was really liking it as more shards jutted from his arm.
"Cool…!" Littlefoot said in awe.
He looked up to see the robot standing right over him, advancing like a cat would on a mouse. His eyes started to glow again as he charged at the robot and tried to cleave it in half with his new crystal sword.
But the robot was a lot smarter and more skilled than the two drones it sent out. It jumped out of the way just as our hero swung before spinning its legs in mid-air in order to build up momentum. Allowing gravity to aid it, the robot slammed onto Littlefoot and got the transformed boy stuck in the ground.
Littlefoot grunted from the impact, but soon started to panic a little bit as he realized that he was literally trapped between a rock and a hard place.
"Uh oh, I think I'm in trouble." he said to himself.
Back with Max, Ben and Gwen, they were hard at work getting the campers to safety. So far, there were no serious injuries. But better safe than sorry.
"What is going on here?!" asked the injured park ranger as Ben helped him to his feet.
"You probably wouldn't believe me if I told you." Ben replied. "Now, come on!"
He lead the park ranger to where the others were congregating and began to watch Littlefoot's fight from a safe distance.
But it seemed to be a losing battle as Littlefoot was getting the snot beat out of him by the giant robot. He was swatted away into one of the parked vehicles, destroying it in the process, and just BARELY managed to dive out of the way of an incoming laser blast. Soon, he was stuck on the defensive as he dodged laser blast after laser blast.
But one of the stray laser blasts hit a tree and sent it falling down. Littlefoot looked in the direction it was falling, and saw that it was about to fall on top of Max! Thinking fast, he ran in front of the old man and did something that seemed instinctual.
He caused a mountain of sharp crystals to grow from his back and effectively slice the tree in half! This caused it to fall harmlessly next to Max instead of on top of him. Good thing Ben and Gwen were watching from a safe distance. Both children breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their grandpa was okay.
As Littlefoot retracted the crystals, he felt the need to ask.
"So, we even?"
"Even." Max replied, a bit shaken up from almost being flattened.
Littlefoot was suddenly grabbed the the robot's claws, causing him to remember that he's in the middle of a fight.
"Uh oh!" he yelped.
The robot lifted him into the air and proceeded to try and rip his arm off! Thinking fast, Littlefoot turned his arm into a cluster of sharp crystals and destroyed one of the robot's hands. It wasn't too pleased about that and blasted him into the main cabin of the campsite, causing it to explode in a burst of fire.
Max began to help his grandchildren up onto a fallen tree so she could get a better view of the fight. They all watched with rapt attention as the robot began closing in on Littlefoot.
"Littlefoot!" Max cried.
Luckily, the boy dug himself out from under a pile of bricks, relatively unharmed from that blast. This alien form is a lot more durable than it looks.
The robot fired another laser blast as Littlefoot charged at it, but this time he blocked the blast with his now bladed arms. The results were a deflected blast that almost hit Max and the others, and Littlefoot didn't like that.
He grunted as he was sent skidding on his back from the force of the blast. But when he sat up, he looked to one of his bladed arms… and got himself an idea.
He ran back to the alien, turning his arms back into normal hands instead of blades and began to rile up the rusty pile of junk.
"Come one, show me what you got! Throw one right in here!" Littlefoot taunted. "Your mother was a toaster and your dad was a shrunken head!"
And it looks like his taunts worked as the robot raised its remaining hand and began charging up a stronger laser blast. Naturally, the onlookers were kinda worried.
"Get out of there! NOW!" shouted Max.
But it was too late. The robot fired a continuous stream of laser energy at Littlefoot! But this time, he was prepared. He caught the blast in his hands, grunting as he began to skid back from the amount of energy that was in this new attack.
Many of the spectators watched in morbid fascination. This was kinda like a science experiment, but more lethal!
"What comes around goes around!" quipped the living crystal humanoid.
The energy grew brighter as more and more power pooled into Littlefoot's hands. Something tells me that this is gonna be a big one!
"Let's see how YOU like it, ya techno freak!" he growled.
Curling his fingers inwards, Littlefoot redirected the beam so that it sliced the robot in half, causing the two halves to fall on top of each other and explode in a shower of broken parts.
"AL-RIGHT!" cheered Littlefoot's friends.
"Way to go, Litt-"
Max stopped himself when he remembered the crowd that was gathered. If Littlefoot wanted to keep that watch out of the hands of any potentially corrupted individuals, he'd need to not use his real name.
"Um… Diamond headed guy!" Max said, finishing his cheer.
"Oh yeah! Who's bad!" Littlefoot cheered, pumping his fist in victory.
But he soon saw Max, Ben, and Gwen making motions to stop acting like a ten year old and be more professional. His eyes widened briefly at his mistake before he cleared his throat and fixed his posture.
"Well, I think my work here is done." he said.
And with his work done, he did the most appropriate thing to do in this situation. Run away like a bat outta hell!
"Who WAS that guy?" asked a random camper.
Everyone else just shrugged, pretty sure that no one else would believe them about what happened here today. And they most certainly didn't notice the rest of Littlefoot's entourage sneaking away while they were distracted.
Back at the ship that housed the squid alien, we see that many of his drones are hard at work fixing the damage done to the ship. But inside the healing tank, the squid was most definitely pissed off.
"Failure…! Unbelievable! The puny Earth being that is keeping the Omnitrix from me will soon hang on my trophy wall!" he declared.
Yeah, something tells me we're going to be seeing a lot more of this guy in the near future.
The next day, Ben, Gwen and their grandpa were busy putting away their camping supplies as they got ready to hit the road once again. But as they continued to pack the bags back up into the RV, Max noticed that one of his young campers was missing.
"Where's Littlefoot?" he asked.
"I don't know. We thought you knew." Ben replied.
"Yeah. We haven't seen him since breakfast." Gwen added.
These responses worried Max a little. If Littlefoot isn't here, then where is he? That's when the three of them heard the sound of something heading in their direction at a breakneck speed. Looking down the dirt road, they saw a dust cloud heading toward them, but were surprised to see something skidding to a halt right in front of them! It was a cobalt blue velociraptor humanoid with black orbs on the bottom of its feet, a black helmet that pointed backwards and had a blue 'X' shaped visor over its face. The creature was clearly male in appearance, and wears a black jumpsuit with a golden underbelly and black stripes on its long tail.
After seeing the familiar symbol on the creature's chest, Max immediately figured out who this creature really is.
"Littlefoot?" he asked.
"Ee-yup!" replied the creature, popping the 'p' as his visor retracted revealing blue eyes and black lips. "Hey! Check this out!"
Littlefoot's visor lowered back into place as he quickly sped off and began to move faster than the humans could see, packing up everything back into the RV in no less than ten seconds. Skidding to a halt, Littlefoot's visor retracted as he stood crouched down and proud of his work.
"Pretty fast, huh?" he asked.
The symbol on his chest began to beep and flash red again before the creature was engulfed in a red light and reverted back to Littlefoot. He stood up and dusted himself off as a small smile appeared on his face.
"I think this is gonna be the best summer ever!" Littlefoot exclaimed happily.
"Absolutely!" Max said in agreement, happy to see that Littlefoot was beginning to get out of his funk.
"It's definitely going to be interesting." Ben commented before asking "So, where'd you go anyway?"
"I just had to take care of a few last minute things before our vacation really got rolling." Littlefoot said cryptically.
Back in Bellwood, the two kids who are the main bullies in Ben's school, Cash and JT, were looking down at the ground as something seemed off to them.
"Dude! How'd we get up here?" Cash asked his friend.
"I-I'm not sure. It all happened so fast!" JT replied.
However, we can now see that the reason they were looking down in the first place is because they're currently hanging from a tree branch by their underwear. And unfortunately for them, it doesn't seem like anyone driving by is going to help them down anytime soon.
"HEY! SOMEBODY! ANYBODY! LITTLE HELP UP HERE, PLEASE!" shouted Cash.
*To Be Continued…*
Thank you guys so much for reading. Now, as you can see, I decided to go with the original ten aliens that Ben had when using the Omnitrix, but now I have a new poll set up. And that's what kind of alien names to use in this story. Should I use the names Ben 23 gave his aliens? Or the ones Ben Tennyson gives his aliens? Or should I make my own? The poll is already up, so feel free to go over and vote if you haven't already. Also, here are the questions for this chapter.
1.) This question should have been asked last chapter, but if you were there when Littlefoot's mother died, what would you say and/or do to comfort Littlefoot after his mother's death?
2.) Do you want Littlefoot to eventually reconcile with Cera and the others?
3.) I'm thinking of having Littlefoot find and raise a baby Vulpimancer (Wildmutt's species) later in the story. Do you guys think this is a good idea? If so, what kind of Vulpimancer do you want it to be? One from Vulpin, or one from the Null Void?
4.) Should Littlefoot and his grandparents permanently move to Bellwood at the end of this story?
5.) And finally, should Littlefoot have his mother's broken katana blade reforged so he can use it in his final encounter with Sharptooth?
Thank you guys so much for reading! Again, don't forget to vote on the poll I have up. And I'll see you all next chapter! Bye!