Note: first fanfic, will improve as I go along, I have been a gamemaster on my past RP site so the action should be good, and I do not own Ben 10 or anything that is remotely like Ben 10.

AUTHOR'S NOTE OF GLORY: Merry Christmas! This should be one of my favorite chapters. Just a side note, I added two chapters up at the same time so you should go back to the previous chapter and read that too.

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Several months ago…

After class got out, Heatblast went to see Cannon Bolt since he asked him to see him after school.

"You wanted to see me Sir?" said Heatblast.

"Yes, Heatblast I did, I want to ask you how good of a fighter you are."

Heatblast was taken aback from this comment, "excuse me Sir?"

"You heard me, how good can you fight?"

Heatblast struck out his chest and said boastfully, "I am the best fighter on this Campus. Not even Diamondhead can match up to my excellent skills! I can bring down a horde of robot insects in less then one minute."

"I see…" said Cannon Bolt slowly taking off his glasses, "in that case…"

Cannon Bolt took out a small slip of paper and began to write something down, he ripped it out and handed it to Heatblast. Heatblast looked down to see that there was a date and a side note to it.

"I want you to give that to your counselor," said Cannon Bolt getting up from his chair, "that is the day where you shall leave this camp for awhile with me to do some training."

"Training!" exclaimed Heatblast.

And that is why today, Heatblast was packing up.

He began to walk eagerly around the room in excitement, the note that Cannon Bolt gave to him several months ago was in his hand.

"Training…me!" he said in amazement, "he probably wanted to improve my already great skills. Me…being trained…by the great Cannon Bolt! I will be a star! I will be famous!"

Heatblast stopped walking.

"Maybe…he wants me to train him! Yeah…that's it! I bet he found my pawnage skills so great that he is begging for me to teach him."

While Heatblast was lost in thought, a deep voice brought him back to reality.

"Attention!"

Heatblast stood straight up; he turned around and saw Cannon Bolt there.

"S-Sir! How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to prove to me that your I.Q. is lower than I previously thought."

With his pride hurt, Heatblast said, "I got my briefcase packed Sir."

"Good, the spacecraft will be here in about thirty minutes. I'll take your briefcase there for you, please say any last minute goodbyes for your friends. When you are done, head to the docking area of the campus.

"Right!"

Heatblast gave him a salute which Cannon Bolt replied. When Cannon Bolt left, Heatblast turned around and began to look for something in his desk. After a minute of searching, he pulled out a group of lily flowers that were in a vase.

This should be a wonderful parting gift for my dear Ripjaws, he thought.

He smelt the flowers deeply and began to set out to find Ripjaws.

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Meanwhile, at the lake, Ripjaws was waiting for Heatblast. She knew that he was leaving today and she wanted to make the most of it. Every few minutes, she would jump out of the lake to see if he was there only to be disappointed that he wasn't.

While she was lazily swimming around waiting for him to come, Cuttooth swam up to her.

"What are you doing my love?" said he.

Ripjaws hesitated, "I'm waiting for Heatblast to come say goodbye to me, he is leaving on a trip and he will be gone for a month."

Cuttooth growled, "You have been seeing this guy a lot this past couple of months."

"I-It's because we are friends…I like to hang out with my friends…"

Cuttooth quickly raised his hand, and with one swooping motion he slapped Ripjaws across the cheek. Ripjaws head twisted to the side as her, her thoughts paralyzed at what he had just done.

"BITCH!" he yelled, anger flowing through him, "you're my hoe! You got to keep that in you messed up head of yours! I don't want you to hang out with your new "friend" anymore!"

With quick movement, he grabbed on to her, holding on to her so she wouldn't get away with one arm, he used the other to search her pockets. Out he pulled her water orb, the very thing that makes her able to survive on land.

He took the water orb in his hand and grasped it very tightly, with all his might he threw it out of the lake and onto shore. It bounced once, then rolled to a stop on the muddy ground.

"I want you to be near me more often," he said, "I like your presence here. You'll thank me in the future when you realize what a good deed I have done for you. Away from…him."

"Ripjaws?" cried a voice from above the waters.

Both of them looked up to see Heatblast looking for Ripjaws.

"Heatblast?" said Ripjaws softly.

Without hesitating, she propelled herself forward to him. But as she grew nearer to him, the water grew warmer and the sunlight and Heatblast's heat grew stronger. She began to weaken as she headed to the surface.

Though she was still underwater, her whole body began to hurt more and more due to the UV Rays as she got closer and closer to the surface. She was only mere feet away from the surface and a few meters away from Heatblast when her body exploded with pain from the heat.

She stopped.

"Ripjaws?" cried Heatblast once more.

With tears in her eyes, she tried to get closer but her body wouldn't permit her to do so. She just staid there, motionless in the water, her body yelling in pain. With tears flowing down her face, she watched her loved one, helpless to tell him why she couldn't see him right now.

After a minute of waiting, Heatblast gave up and walked off solemnly into the distance. Ripjaws gave a great big sob and swam back down to the bottom of the lake.

Cuttooth was waiting for her, "have you come back to apologize to me yet?"

Ripjaws looked at him, she then began to cry more heavily and swam away from him.

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At the loading docks of the campus, Heatblast met up with Cannon Bolt.

"So Heatblast," said Cannon Bolt as he was walking with Heatblast, "did you say goodbye to all your friends."

Heatblast looked at him and said, "not everybody."