Please excuse me no updating more often. I got in a mishap with a car and got my foot ran over. I'll try to keep my updates frequent.

Forget about me! You guys want a story and I'll give you one!

I do not own Ben ten or any of its characters only OC's and this plot line.

Chapter3

As I laid in the soft warm sand I let out a content sigh. The fish I caught while being Rip jaws gave me a great energy boost. I can know think more clearly than this morning without the worry of food slowing me down.

When I first returned to land I held all the fish in my mouth until I recognized the high pitched beeping of the Omnitrix timing out. God that was a terrible idea to keep them in my mouth while still being Rip jaws. I coughed a sputtered when I forced the fish from my mouth. At least I stuck with small fish on my little swimming run.

I needed to start up the fire since I neglected to this morning after getting good tinder. Why did I do this every day for a year again? It was important, but if it was important I'd remember, right? Right? I sat down and ran two rough stones together till I saw the satisfying sparks and the burn of embers.

Now with a cooked meal in my stomach and some leftovers saved for later my thought went back to the fire. Why did I have it burning every day? I knew the reason earlier this morning. 'It was about hoping for something. Something about help. Wait! Help!' He had it as a signal fire to get him of this fucking island!

"How did I forget that?" May be it was being here for so long. Most of his attention was being drawn less and less from being rescued. He was becoming more single minded than when he started off, and that's saying something!

He sighed again but this time in irritation. " I need to stay focused. What other ways have I not tried to get out of this hell hole?" His thoughts wondered to his aliens again. No, already thought of that. Stink fly cant fly that far to find the main land without timing out and drowning in his normal form. Same for Rip jaws and swimming.

There was the rafts but there were many trial and errors that led to them sinking. But when he did make a decent raft and gathered enough supplies to last him a week on the see he hit a reef that boarders the island just a few hundred feet from shore. All the supplies were lost and the raft was completely decimated.

"There's gotta be a way to get out of here." Wait I'm talking to myself again. Dam it! Am I really this pathetic? Am I really that lonely to find it comforting to hear my own voice!

'I cant take it anymore' I grabbed my head with both hands and shook it. My sweaty dirt filled hair ran through my fingers as I racked my brain for the best word to summarize how much anger I feel right now.

I rose my head to the air and took in a deep breath. In the next second I yelled out that one word I found "FUCK!"

I swatted the pile of wood a sat beside and threw my body back onto the ground. My hand burned with pain as I felt a possible bruise forming by using so mush force on a hard surface. I ignored the pain and closed my eyes. The stress of thinking tiring me out faster than usual. I just laid my head down and drifted off to sleep.

He stood there around the corner ease dropping on a conversation he just so happen to hear. He was just coming over here to find one of those water guns they handed out for the kids to play with. The urge to prank Gwen grew for forcing him into a deep unwanted slumber. Plus the pain in his back for sleeping on the floor.

He was just walking by in his green swim trunks when he started listening. The specific details of orange, red hair and light green one piece catching his attention fast. 'Why are they talking about Gwen?' He stayed and listened.

"That's the plan, you're going to dump all the water in the bucket on her while I keep her distracted ." I heard the blonde boy wearing red swim shorts say.

"Why are we doing this again?" the ginger wearing red shorts and freckles asked.

"Because it'll be hilarious to see her face when were done!" The black haired boy wearing a white v-neck shirt and black cargo pants finally voicing his opinion.

"What about her computer? It'll break if we soak it like that." the ginger asked.

Blondie talked again. "So what, Drake? If she can get on a cruise I'm sure she can just buy herself a new one. The only reason were on is because my dads friends with the owner."

The kid known as Drake stopped talking and started to snicker thinking of the prank they would pull. Seems like all his guilt dissipated from the reassurance of his friend.

Ben backed up hearing enough of their little scheme. 'They cant just do that! Gwen paid a lot of her own money buying that computer. She even warned me by telling me how she got it.' Though, he was about to do something close to the same thing as them but it was his cousin and no one pranks his cousin except him.

He turned from his musings to see everything already playing out. The blonde was talking to Gwen while the other two were behind here lifting the bucket up. I ran as fast as a could while hurtling over some sun bathing chairs on the way. I was bout to reach them but they already started pouring. I saw Gwen's shocked face and sparks flying out of her computer.

I got so mad I put all my force into tackling them into the ground and grabbed the bucket before any more water got on Gwen. I turned my head and was about to yell at them before I heard what made me freeze in shock and fear.

"BENJIRMAN KIRBY TENNISON!"

'Uh-oh'

I stood out side me and Gwen's door completely baffled. I held my clothes that she threw out and just stood there not knowing what to do. She wouldn't even let me speak! Part of me wanted to yell through the door back at her but another part just shut down, thinking of what she thought of me and her choice of words. The second side won out and I just walked away with my head hung low toward the dressing rooms on the other side of the boat.

It was a simple room, like what you would see at a beach. It was a tall whit box with a blue striped curtain blocking the view of any on lookers. When I was done I walked to the so called 'poop deck'. Hehehe every time I think of it I cant help but snicker.

I leaned against the wall facing the sea and swam in my thoughts, ignoring everything around me even the darkened sky. 'Did she really need to call me a freak? Its cool being an alien and stuff but just thinking of that word hurts.' my thoughts drifted to the whole one sided fight. Every word burning into my memory as I repeated them in my head over and over again.

"Hey!" I looked up just to see the same group that started all this. Rage overcame me just seeing them. "What did you think you were doing ruining our fun like that?" apparently it was the blonde that seemed to be the self proclaimed leader of the group.

"Its you guys! Because of you my cousin's mad at me thinking I did that to her!" I started to yell unaware of the current condition of the weather. A strong wind blew and we all covered our faces until it settled. When it did the blonde started to talk again.

"So what its not our problem that you took the blame for us. Besides it was worth doing just to watch those fireworks go off." he started to slowly gain a cocky grin upon his face. The black haired boy started to talk. "Besides what are you going to do about it shrimp?" He formed a sneer as if thinking it pathetic of me to try any thing.

I was about to yell again till I heard my name being called through the loud wind that started blowing again. "Ben!" I turned around seeing Grandpa and Gwen standing there. 'What are they doing here?' before I could do any thing else the boat lurched to the left from a wave and I started to slip.

When I finally found what was up and down from tumbling for a bit my eyes widened in horror as I started to slide toward a hole in the railings. Every thing went back as I submerged in water. My heart beat quickened as I started to panic, thrashing about trying to reach the surface. That last thing I remember was my name being called.

"Ben! Ben! Be-"

My eyes flew wide open as I sat up completely. The speed of my heart beat the same as back then when I first started panicking in the sea. I stared off into the distance waiting for my heart beat to slow down to a normal rate. When it was close enough I settled down again.

"God dam it, I thought I stopped having that dream along time ago. I don't need to see how I ended up here replay over and over again!" I rested my elbows on me knees keeping my head hung down. My hair blocking my view of the sun setting in the horizon.

I sighed for the umpteenth time again listening to the silence of the jungle behind me. Wait. Silence? It was never quite even when the sun was gone. I looked up and around till the sound of a deep, dangerous growl stopped me in my tracks.

"Oh shit."

Well that's it every one that's all I can write right now. I hope you are fulfilled in the mean time till I can write again.

And deep apoligies again if I don't update fast enough to your liking because of my foot.

Good morning, good evening or good nig- you know what? I think I'll stop dong that its kind of getting on my nerves doing it, see ya!