"Grudge Match Redux" Post #5 by Minty Chinchilla
Continuing from pan2dapan's insanity. Thank you OH SO VERY MUCH for the alien harem idea. Really. Do you have any idea how HARD it was to figure out what to do next? GAAAAHH!!!
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Apprehensively Ben asked, "What do you mean 'entertainment complex'? What kind of things do you guys do here?"
The servant didn't even bother to look at Ben when he (she? it?) answered.
"We provide young, beautiful specimens of various species for the perusal by and entertainment of our clientele. We have achieved our reputation mainly not because of what we allow our clients to do with the courtesans, but because we allow for inter-species purchases. No other complex in this galaxy or its neighboring galaxies allows for such liberations. We provide for our clients their fantasies that would otherwise be impossible to fulfill on their home planets."
Ben felt like his breakfast was trying to reacquaint itself with his mouth. He was handcuffed in a fluffy, purple pillow-filled room in a freaking intergalactic brothel. Could things get any worse?
Scratch that. They can. Damn that bug-creature and its motor-mouth.
"It turns out, humans have been in high demand as of late. Since they only come from Earth, which is in this particular quadrant, customers from across the universe have been contacting our ship in hopes that we have your species. Luckily for Mistress Silla, her scouts found you. She believes with a little… training, you'll be a perfect match for her top clients' specifications."
"Why the fuck did you buggers have to pick me? Where the hell is Kevin? You better let us go back home, I swear, or I'll—"
"Or you'll what? Zap us with that pathetic little toy on your wrist?"
Ben started. He didn't even notice when the shiny bug-lady from before came in. From what the other bug was saying, he guessed she was that "Silla Zopht" bitch that took over the Megacruiser after Kevin and Vilgax last had it.
"I suggest you shut your mouth, human. You're in my quarters, and since I'm in control of this ship, you will obey me. Your bulky metallic friend is already experiencing the pain that is the result of displeasing me."
"You can't do anything to Kevin! If any of you bastards so much as touch him—" Ben struggled to his feet, but the cuffs on his wrists and the mountains of fluffy purple pillows made it difficult. Before he could finish his threat, Silla had backhanded him across the face and he fell back onto the pillows.
"I told you to keep your mouth shut, human. I will not condone such blatant impudence in my presence. It's time for your training." The freaky bug-lady waved a hand in dismissal of the servant while reaching for some kind of switch on the wall. A panel slid back, revealing a myriad of odd, and many potentially gruesome, tools. "Where should we start?"
Ben's eyes widened as her multiple hands grazed over the shelves.
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Kevin slowly came to in the holding cell. His head throbbed where it had hit the wall, and his chest was tight, constricting his breathing. He was laying facedown, his still cuffed arms stretched out above his head. Kevin groaned as he rolled over onto his back. That guard must have jabbed him in the chest multiple times with that staff after he lost consciousness.
Trying to keep from hurting himself more, Kevin sat up and leaned against a wall. He needed to get out of this cell and find Ben. With the Omnitrix under the control of that yellow device, there was little chance Ben could get himself out of those bugs' grasps. It shouldn't be too hard for Kevin though. He had been on this ship before; he had controlled this ship before. If those bug aliens haven't changed it too much for whatever purpose they use the Megacruiser for now, Kevin should be able to find his way to the control room or the arena and find Ben.
Kevin closed his eyes against the pain in his chest. His mind was assaulted with images and sounds as he swayed back and forth between wakefulness and darkness.
The Omnitrix howled as if in pain, the sound echoed by Ben.
"Ben!" Kevin yelled, touching the floor to absorb some of the metal. He reached for the device only to have the guard grab him. "Let me go!"
Green energy battled yellow, the yellow winning out as the watch became silent. The brunet collapsed in a heap.
"Ben!" The black-haired teen growled at the apparent leader, struggling in the guard's four-armed grip. "What'd you do to him?!"
Kevin shook his head to keep the memory away, only to see it replaced by another, a memory of how they had gotten here to begin with.
Kevin sat on the hood of his car, waiting with Ben at the park for Gwen to show up. There had been news of an alien sighting here not too long ago. Aliens, however, were the least of Kevin's thoughts at the moment. He was too wrapped up in trying to watch Ben without being obvious he was oogling the brunet.
Resting an arm on his knee, Kevin leaned forward a little as Ben paced in front on the car. His vision glazed over as Kevin's imagination took over the oogling. He jumped a little when he realized Ben had stopped pacing and was looking directly at him.
"You okay, Kev? You seem a little out of it."
"Huh? Oh, yeah, great. Umm…"
"You sure?" Ben raised an eyebrow, whether out of amusement or concern Kevin didn't notice. He was a little busy getting lost in Ben's eyes.
"Uh… yee-aah. Say, Benji, what would you do if—" Kevin never got to finish his question. A near-legion of bug-like aliens came out of nowhere and attacked the two boys. Ben was knocked out cold before he could activate the Omnitrix.
"Ben!" Kevin absorbed the metal from his car and started smashing aliens in an attempt to get to Ben. "Dammit, you fucking bug-creeps! Leave him alone! BEN!"
"Your species is of premium demand on our Mistress's complex. You will come with us or be destroyed human." One of the aliens clocked Kevin with an electrically charged staff, and he saw black.
Kevin's breathing had sped up as he had relived the memories. If those aliens had meant what he thought they meant, he had to save Ben. Now. The way that bug-lady was looking at Ben gave Kevin a horrible sinking feeling in his stomach. He knew what to do now.
After catching his breath back, he got to his feet, absorbing the wall's metal as he rose. Aiming a kick at the door's lock, Kevin smashed his way out of the cell. The door flew off its hinges and collided with one of the bug guards. Its partner reached for a laser blaster, but Kevin's fist met the bug's face before it could fully ready the weapon.
More bugs came down the hall, drawn to the commotion. Kevin plowed his way through the swarm, the only thought on his mind, 'I gotta find Ben.'
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Hey Cybra? Like how I incorporated your segment into Kevin's flashbacks? I got to write Kevin smashing bugs. It was fun. But poor poor Benji! What's the bug-lady going to do? What does she keep in that cabinet of doom? Heck if I know. It's up to Goddess-of-da-Cheeseburgers now!