Disclaimer: I really hate to point out the obvious, but here goes…I don't own Ben 10...sigh…now I'm depresssed…
bree tennyson , you are so right! Kevin's uber funny when angry!
Dario Argento Syndrome! Lurv the reference! Oh and Kevin will totally rip 'em a new one.
Chapter five-Two days later
"This isn't working!"
Helen jumped at Kevin's outburst, turning away from the computer to look at him. The older teen was fuming, hands balled into fists and teeth grinding together.
"What?", She asked sharing a knowing look with Max.
Kevin sighed angrily. "It's been two days and we haven't found anything to lead us to Ben or Gwen! They could be slipping further and further away and here we are doing nothing!"
Max sighed and moved to the enraged teen's side." We're doing all we can son, and trust me, I want them back as much as you do, but we don't even know where they are. First we have to find them, then we can save them."
Kevin sat down in one of the plush leather arm chairs and put his head in his hands, pushing his palms against his eyes. Two days. Two whole day's since Ben and Gwen had been kidnapped. Kevin was beginning to feel hopeless. For all he knew the cousins could be-no. He refused to think it.
"I-I guess you're right. I'm just…"
Helen put a hand on his shoulder." Worried?"
Kevin nodded." Yeah. I'm not used to being without them. I've always had one of them to help me figure things out, ya know. Ben and Gwen, they're better at this research stuff, Gwen especially. I'm just the guy who hits things."
She smiled at him and squeezed his shoulder, her xlr8 tail whipping through the air behind her." I'm sure you'll get to hit something later."
Kevin grinned and looked up." That'd be nice."
Ben lay crumpled in the corner, arms around his chest. He hadn't healed and he could only guess it was due to a lack of sunlight. He'd begun to dream about the sun, bright and wonderful, and how much he needed it. He could feel the brutal pull of the sun calling him as he lay curled around himself, his Majesdanian glow dimming.
He hadn't realized how much he needed heat and light until it was gone. Two days in darkness and he was wasting away. Weak and helpless. He missed his friends and family. Gwen. Grandpa Max. Kevin. He felt thick salty tears slip down his cheeks, leaving small we spots on the barely illuminated concrete.
He was gonna die here. Alone, without light. Without warmth. His glow dimmed noticeably and he felt cold, like living ice. He curled up tighter and frowned. He had to relax. Had to stay strong. It was the Majesdanian in him, hopeless and weak without the light, but the still human part of his mind knew he'd be okay. He was Ben Tennyson. He could hold on. He felt his body give out a shudder and frowned. Okay. Maybe he couldn't. If only he had some sunlight. He glanced up in an effort to hold in the pain and grinned.
A small window, covered by the same mystery metal that made up the walls and door. How would he get through it for light? He leaned against the wall and stood up, white lightning arching off his fingertips. He slowly put his fingers to the corner of the metal covering and zapped it, stinging his own fingers, but also doing what he'd hoped. Super heating the metal so he could dig into got to work, hoping it would still be light out when he was done, so he could heal.
Two hours later
Gwen sat, strapped to the chair, slowly cutting through her bonds with Mana. Her face was bruised and bloodied, but she didn't care. When she felt the telltale snap of the ropes, she grinned, flexing her fingers before cutting the bonds on her legs.
She was careful not to make a sound as she stood up and moved to the door of her cell. The guards from before stood outside the door, watching the hall. She smiled and turned back towards her chair. Time to try her new trick, long distance communication. But who to call? Ben. He would find help.
She spread out her hands and they began to glow with Mana." Ben?"
"G-Gwen…?"
"Yeah, it's me…are you okay? You don't sound so good."
"I'm sorta in a metal room…with no light...digging through hot metal with my fingers. How are…you doing this?"
"Mana communication. Verdona taught me. Why are you in a metal room?"
"I got captured by Ambrose…and Albedo. Think you can…call Kevin for…help?"
"Yeah. I'll tell him how to find you, then you guys can rescue me."
"S-Sure thing…"
She cut the connection and glanced back at the door. The guards still weren't suspicious. Good. She put her hands out again, this time searching for Kevin.
"Kevin?"
"Gwen?'
"Yep. It's me. Look, I'll fill you in on this later, but Ben needs you now. Ambrose and Albedo captured him. From what my Mana told me he's downtown in the warehouse district. Hurry. He didn't sound g-"
"How sneaky, my dear."
She turned around cutting the connection and found herself staring at Edric, who was sneering nastily at her. He raised his hand and a scream echoed through his ship.
Kevin rushed into the central control room of the plumbers base, desperate to tell Max and the others that he knew where to look for Ben.
"I know where to find Ben!", The rushed teen cried, drawing Max, Helen, and Manny's attention.
"How?", Manny asked with his usual disbelieving attitude.
"Gwen did this weird thing. Said she talked to Ben and he was somewhere in the warehouse district!"
Max grabbed his laser pistol and turned to the teen's. "Let's go. I'll try to track Albedo's Omnitrix."
The four person rescue team nodded and made their quickly to the rust bucket, strapping in and tearing off towards downtown Bellwood and the warehouse district. Max set the plumbers tracker for the Omnitrix, picking up two signals. Knowing that one of them was Ben's and was kept in the rust bucket, he followed the one that appeared to be in an old metal works warehouse knowing it must be Albedo.
When they reached the location of the signal, they quickly burst in ready to fight.
Hahahaha! Cliffie attack! Take that! Jk. Whatcha think? Good chapter? Short...,but good?
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