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Warning: this story contains yaoi
Disclaimer : I do not own Ben ten alien force characters, I only own this story and its OCs. :P
THE FAIRYTALE WAY
Chapter Three : Benjamin Kirbius Teradrian
Somewhere in the outskirts of the forest licking one side of CrollouBelle, an old woman was lost on her way home. Although it took some time for her to realise she had no clue as to where she was wandering amidst the tall trees with their dark voluminous heads of leaves, she had a silent prayer on her lips as she walked in the unknown territory. Her short bent shape created shadows that frightened herself; she whimpered, clutching protectively the small pouch of ten silver coins she was paid for working at a clergyman's orchard. It was rather evening and the sun inched lazily towards the horizon for its slumber in the ocean. Darkness would soon take over, and the poor woman wondered how she would reach home to her sick son and his wife.
Her fears were proved true when out of the shadows several men pounced into vision. Dressed in rags and torn clothes, with sickening swords tainted with dried blood, with black paint drawn in lines across their ugly faces, and gold earrings dangling from their ears, the bandits circled the old woman, like wolves teasing their prey.
"Hahaha! What do we have here?! It's an old dame! What's in your hand, woman?" the leader of the bandits growled, his tall burly form casting shadows upon her pale wrinkled face. She squeaked, her old voice trembling further, "Please don't hurt me...!"
"Hehehehe! Well, we won't, if you give us what yer hiding!" the man hissed, his stubble-covered face frightening the old woman greatly, as she hugged the pouch to her bosom, "Please! Spare this! I worked hard and long for this amount! My son is ill and I have no other means to buy him the medication! Please!"
"Well, isn't that sad, men?" he turned to his compliances with a look of mock grief, making the rest of them grin and chuckle in mirth. The man inched daringly towards her and she trembled, praying in her mind furiously.
"HALT!"
The voice that flowed out from nowhere had a suave, silky flow yet a frightening strength to it. It made each and every one of the bandits freeze In terror of recognition. The woman's face lit up slowly, in a whisper she breathed thankfully, "Green Shadow...!"
There he was, the Green Shadow. A young man dressed in a flowing rich-green cape and a wide green hat of the same hue. The collar of his cape and the shade of the hat both covered his face, except for one eyes, which was of the most brilliant foresty green as well. He stood nimble on the branch of a tree, his white-gloved hand with a long, slim silvery sword pointing in the direction of the bandits, its hilt of black and green gems catching the light of the evening sun. As he stood high on the branches, balck-booted feet close together making him look like a beautiful rescue-angel, his cape billowing around him like a giant wing, revealing a little of his black shirt and pants, he was an elegant vigilante.
The very sight of him made the bandits shiver.
"Its the Green Shadow! Run for your lives!" they screamed, running helter-skelter every direction, leaving the woman standing bent, sighing in relief.
The young hero in disguise skipped gently onto the ground and walked up to the woman. She had dropped her pouch in relief, and the man went down on one knee to pick it up and stood up again to place it gently on her aging palm, "Are you alright, grandmother?"
The woman, who was not his grandmother, smiled in gratitude, "Y-yes I am; thank you, son... if it weren't for you..."
"Well, you needn't worry about that, grandmother. I am here and you are safe," his visible green eye glimmered at her lovingly. She held his white-gloved hand, whispering, "God bless you for your selfless deeds, child!"
He smiled gently, although only a little of his lips were seen, she could tell that he was smiling. "You must be careful, this part of the forest has more trouble along this way, please hold on to me, I shall take you to the right way to your home", he gently curled his arm around her small bent shoulders. she leaned against him, and in a swirl of sparkly green light, she realised that she was now on one of the village roads.
"Here, shall I escort you to your home?" he offered politely. The woman looked up at him, "No, I shall manage from here on; maybe you must look out for other little old women like me, who need your help?" she smiled ever so sweetly, thanking him again.
"My honour", he bowed, his white-gloved hand on his chest, in a gesture of gratitude for her blessing.
He jumped into the air and tore into the sky in the form of a green-tailed comet. She watched him zoom away, another prayer of thanks slipping from her lips.
o.o.o
A green-tailed comet shot across the pitch black night sky. Landing nimbly on the ground, the Green Shadow stood calmly as he let the cape fall around him, too slow than himself, small sparkles of green twinkling around him before dissolving away into nothingness. Using his superior magical abilities, he made sure there was no one eavesdropping or watching him, and once he confirmed that he was alone in the clearing in the woods, he raised his hand to his hat and pulled it off.
Glossy chocolate brown hair shone in the moonlight. Skin fair and lovely, with full lips smiling to himself about the several good people he could save today. Green eyes like carved emerald looked up at the night sky, breathing in deeply the scent of the night. Calmly, he took off his cape as well. Another small spell was uttered in his lips, and with a swirl of green light, the black clothes he had been wearing were now folded in his hands, and new clothes wrapped his slim body; a thin full-sleeved white shirt, atop which was a brown tight short coat that reached only his navel and finally dark brown leather pants that stuck tight to his thin legs. Small shoes for his feet completed his attire. Smiling contently, he walked over to a casket, which he had kept hidden in a hole he dug on the ground covered by strewn leaves and a net. The casket was a small suitcase to be exact, and within it he kept his hero-costume. Stuffing the suitcase back in place, he turned to walk away.
He walked towards a particular direction, pushing aside the branches and bushes that scraped across his face, and ended up stealthily in the backyard of a large, well-maintained middleclass home.
Walking on tip-toes along the side of the house, he looked over to the front side that the carriage hadn't arrived yet.
"Oh good; Garfield is not home yet."
He tiptoed his way around to the back door of the kitchen, and he slowly opened it. Slipping in to the large kitchen, he sighed that he was not caught today, but unfortunately, his luck didn't last long. Almost as he readied things for the large supper, a woman walked in angrily at the kitchen.
"There you are, you runt! How long shall you take wandering aimlessly around the place?! Where were you, Benjamin?!" she snapped, her hands on her hips. Benjamin turned defeated, to see her face, heavily painted in rosy blush and dark red lips, curled golden hair, precious jewellery dangling from her ears, neck and arms, and dressed in lavish beautiful gown with laces and frills.
"Madame Rosary, I'm sorry, I had a few... jobs to do, and I - "
"Well, I would have made you explain more, but my husband hasn't arrived yet, so get things readied for supper! You know how tempered Garfield is!" so said, she huffed importantly and turned to walk away, her voluminous gown swivelling around her.
Benjamin lowered his head back into the dishes he was wiping to be set on the large dining table in the dinner hall.
This was Benjamin Kirbius Teradrian, a young twenty two year old of the Teradrian family. He was not a part of the original family; he was adopted by the mother of the family, Diane Teradrian.
Diane was a witch; not her husband knew that, nor the three male children she gave birth to; namely Garfield, Jameson and Owenson. Her husband, Herman Teradrian, was purely human, and rather simplistic despite his highly reputable job of clergy; her children did not inherit any of her supreme abilities either. Rather dejected that she would have no one to teach and pass on her knowledge of magic, the woman lived on with her family of five, in her middleclass home in the town area of CrollouBelle.
Several years passed, her sons were now teenagers, and her husband dead, due to a drowning incident. She raised her family with an iron fist, working in a rich shop owned by her cousin, and earning more than enough to live in lavishness.
And then, she happened to pass the Royal Rose Orphanage one day. Although tough-minded and sharp-witted, Lady Diane had a soft heart and she wished to spend some time with the children. The woman did so, and she then happened to walk into the orphan infants sleeping peacefully in one room. She was shocked to suddenly feel an aura of pure green magic from the room, emanating from one of the babies. Approaching the right crib, she gazed lovingly down at the fair child, with glowing skin and pink lips, and a head of soft brown hair. Strong waves of new-born magic was flowing off of the boy child, and it made her heart soar. Only witches can detect this sort of magic and she was a powerful one at that. She lifted the baby off the crib, wondering what woman would abandon such a beautiful healthy child, although not cursing the birth mother for there could have been circumstances that forced the mother to do so. When Diane held the child in her arms, the large eyelids opened, and with a small yawn, the child looked up at her; the greatest of sparkling emerald eyes stared at her in no recognition, and she gazed down in fascination. Energy and magic of bonding flowed tenderly between the woman and the child who snuggled against her.
Later, Garfield, Jameson and Owenson were rather displeased when they found their mother, who had not come home for a while, at their doorstep, holding a baby in her arms that was obviously not of her blood, but she treated it so. The three jealous sons stared in displeasure at the cherubic angel, who cocked it's head at them. But they made faces that put the child into terrified cries. They disliked him greatly, despite his physical elegance.
And hence forth, named Benjamin, the child became a part of the family. He was as angelic in behaviour as he looked, always smiling and cheerful. At tender age he was cruelly informed by his stepbrothers that he was adopted, but being rather more mature for his age, the child merely took the news as a blessing for he was happy that a woman as good as Diane wished to be his mother. The three sons did not wish to treat an orphan as their stepbrother, and therefore treated him as a servant; asking, nay, ordering him do jobs too laborious for him. Diane would not have it, she scolded her sons greatly and every time she were close to thrashing her grown up sons, Benjamin would hold her back saying that she must not hurt her children for his sake, and that he was ready to slave for them. This sort of selflessness brought the young brunette closer to the woman's heart.
When Benjamin became a teenager, he started to discover odd capabilities about himself, and he kept them a secret from Diane fearing she might disown him for being different. But, seeing that her new son's abilities were ripening, she confronted him and told him about her own magical abilities and that she wished to teach him all she knew. The young boy wizard was more than pleased. He began his secret training with his mother when his now adult stepbrothers went to their respective jobs. Since the three earned the breadwinner's money, Diane had wished to be retired, along with the want to be with Benjamin, who was actually more caring of her than the three men.
Years passed, and the woman aged. Although she was his mother, the age difference made her look like his grandmother, and that was what he called her lovingly, Mother Willow, for the name Willow is the symbol of wisdom and age.
Mother Willow, as she grew old, feigned ill health to keep her sons from guessing her magical capabilities that let her live healthy and energetic despite her age. So she spent most of her time in her bedroom, always taking care of by beloved Benjamin, rarely bothered about by her sons. And when they left for work, she would train her youngest son Benjamin. But that was starting to fail when the sons decided to be married. The sons each married a woman; Garfield married a young rich lady Rosary; Jameson married another wealthy woman Glenda; Owenson married yet another rich lady Cynthia; all three females as obnoxious and disgusted of Benjamin like their husbands. Diane did not wish to have a say about whom her sons chose for a wife, she merely let them marry anyone. Garfield had two little twin boys, both fond of Benjamin. Jameson had a daughter, and Owenson was yet to be a father.
Thankfully, the women were greatly bored at home, and always spent time in clubs, giving Benjamin and Mother Willow ample time to train again.
When Benjamin was seventeen, he suddenly came up to his Mother Willow and announced that he wished to help people with his abilities. Diane was more than obliged that he had decided such a good thing. Soon, with her help, the Green Shadow was created, to help the people no matter where they were and what they were troubled with. Although Benjamin would have to be very careful to stealthily change into and out of the costume without being caught, he was willing to take the risk. Diane could not be more proud. She now considered him exactly the son she always wanted.
It was not just to Diane that Benjamin was good. He was a benevolent character, always willing to help people. His youth sparkled in cheer and happiness, he was a very nice company; he was famous in the market for his friendly ways and helpful nature. Benjamin also was blessed with beauty, his smile alone was a sweet sight, and his eyes were like shining emeralds. He was slim and lean, and average in height. There was never a smidge of pride or self-importance in him, which was what made him even more a welcome person to everyone. He never cursed or shunned his stepbrothers either; his loyalty to Mother Willow made him loyal and answerable to the three men and their horrible wives.
Although the house was earning more than enough, he wished to work too; not for money but for purpose. For, besides magic, he also had the natural ability for cooking desserts. And hence he worked in Bertha's Bakery, which was a large bakery and cafe. His pies, cakes and pastries became famous and the owner Bertha Mathews made him a permanent employee, giving him more than his salary, which he deposited for the Orphanages and Old Homes. Benjamin was happy to work at the bakery, cooking sweet dishes for customers who were always pleased. And he whenever he sensed there was trouble for someone, he was excused easily, for he was Bertha's favourite employee and hence allowed to go wherever he pleased, and no one would wonder why he runs off.
And now, after almost being caught by Rosary, he made up his mind to ask his Mother Willow on how to freeze time, if it were possible, so that he could do his chores at home without displeasing his sisters-in-law. Soon, Garfield, Jameson and Owenson would return from their work, and hot, steaming food ought to be ready when they sit at the table.
One could say Benjamin was satisfied with everything in his life; his home, his mother, his powers, his work, his secret work. The only thing missing was what Mother Willow would at times lazily say as 'the blossoming rose that can be the most deadly of poisons, and at the same time the greatest of healers... the rose that is true love.'
- End of Chapter –
Ok so, if Collin was the Prince Charming, Benjamin is obviously, Cinderella. :P
And yes, Ben Tennyson starring as Benjamin kirbius teradrian.
Yeah I made the stepmother a luvly lady, cmon! :)
oh and the Green Shadow is very much like the green version of the Red Whirlwind of the anime romeoxjuliet (srry rxj fans; my bestie is a rxj freak and whn i happened to see it for her sake, i cudnt help luv the costume of tht vigilante! and the anime is reallllly coool too!)
How are Collin and benji gonna meet? U wait and see lovely readers! Mwah!