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: New aliens eh? No problem! Though, the story will be so long now that I don't know when it will be done….

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Four Arms looked DCELR8 with an expressionless look upon his face, finally he said, "DCELR8…it's been a long time no?"

DCELR8 grinned and said, "Yesss…it hasss been."

Four Arms rubbed his chin and said, "last I heard…you were dead up in the mountains…"

"I wasss…that isss…that'sss what they thought. But in reality, I wasss alive and well. Though, I can't sssay the sssame for my arm and leg."

DCELR8 then raised his right arm and put out his left leg. Four Arms looked at them briefly and saw that they were just robotic limbs. Continuing on, DCELR8 then said, "my arm and leg did not sssurvive the harsh cold that the mountain had…but I don't mind. My new limbsss feel ssstronger than ever! And not only that…but I'm faster too! Faster than even my dim witted cousin XLR8!"

Before Four Arms could respond to this comment, the announcer's voice came on, "READY…BEGIN!"

The stadium's bell clanged and before Four Arms could even blink, DCELR8 disappeared in a flash. Then, he felt a hard, metal punch into his gut. Four Arms cried out first in astonishment and then in pain. He only saw DCELR8 briefly before he disappeared again. Four Arms then hunched over and grabbed his stomach in agony. The pain was so intense that even the smallest of movements hurt. And in all that fury and pain, he hardly noticed that his first aid kit was thrown to the side. The contents though still stayed in its leathery, frayed bag.

Then, he felt a hard kick to his right shoulder and again he cried out in astonishment. He then toppled over to the hard, rocky ground. He slowly opened his eyes and saw DCELR8 standing in front of him looking smugged. He then pulled back his metal leg and kicked him in the stomach again. The force was so strong that Four Arms was kicked in the air like a foot ball and came falling back down. He landed upon the ground and rolled to a stop.

Not wanting to look weak in front of his friends and everyone who was watching him, he slowly got back up while wincing.

"You…" he said while taking deep breaths, "How are you…able to kick me without breaking your leg?"

DCELR8 laughed at this comment and said, "Weren't you paying attention Four Armsss? My new leg isss reinforced with sssteel and electricity. It isss many timesss ssstronger than my kind'sss average leg."

"And you, my friend, are still many times stupider than I am."

DCELR8's mouth contorted into a look of anger as he said, "you shall pay for that comment!"

DCELR8 was about to spring off into action again but this time Four Arms was ready. Without hesitating, Four Arms lifted his arms high in the air and slammed them back on the ground. The large fists sent chaotic vibrations across the arena and shook the earth violently. DCELR8 was cut off guard by this attack and he tripped over a rock and fell to the ground. Four Arms took this precious moment and sprinted forward to the downed fighter as fast as he could.

"Hey DCELR8! Think fast!"

Four Arms then pulled back two of his fist and rocketed them forward to DCELR8. The fists landed squarely upon his fragile body and he went flying through the air. DCELR8 was launched into the air, he flayed his arms and legs as best as he could to slow him down but it was of no use. He soon fell back down and landed so hard that dust and ice flew up in the air and came soothingly back down.

DCELR8 cursed out loud as he struggled back up. He spat onto the ground and squinted his royal blue eyes. With a little pain in his voice he ferociously whispered, "Alright…no more mister nice guy…"

He then leaned forward and with a flash he disappeared from Four Arms view. Four Arms quickly tensed his muscles and hunkered down ready for the next blow. However, instead of a punch or a kick like he was expecting, he suddenly felt something sharp slice through his upper right arm. The object dug in deep into his arm and he felt his own muscle tendons snapping as they were shredded away. Four Arms gasped and clutched his wounded arm, he felt thick warm blood poor from the deep cut. He tried to grasp his hand but it would only faintly respond to his brain's command. After the traumatizing attack, his first thought was too wrap his arm around his bandages as soon as possible to stop the bleeding. But before he could think any further, another attack happened. This time, he felt the same shredding sensation on his left calf muscle. His weakened leg gave way to his large bulk and he fell to his knees. He screamed a horrific scream as every nerve cell cried out in both pain and misery. By now, the blood that was spilling out of his arm began to drip upon the dry, icy floor.

Four Arms breathing became sporadic and his eyesight began to blur. He tried with all his might to grasp the real world and not fall unconscious. In then occurred to him that his first aid kit wasn't with him. At the moment he hadn't the faintest idea where it went but he knew he must reach it in order to quickly treat himself.

Then, DCELR8 appeared in front of him. He reached over to Four Arms' neck and he grasped it lightly with his clawed hands. An evil smile appeared on his ugly, blue face.

"Did you know Four Armsss," he said with his grin getting bigger, "that I alwaysss wanted to kill you?"

Four Arms coughed and said almost jokingly, "I've always had a haunch that you did…"

The grip upon Four Arms' throat tightened a bit and DCELR8 said, "Well I alwaysss did. And thanksss to this trial, I'll finally have a chance in killing you…and fulfill my father'sss dream…"

Four Arms eyes widened, what in god's name was DCELR8 talking about? Father's dream?

"But before I do the finishing move upon you, I want to sssay sssomething that you might find interesting. And I want to sssee the look upon your face when I tell it to you…"

One of Four Arms' hands unconsciously reached into one of his pockets. His hand found something there and gripped it as tightly as DCELR8's hand was gripping Four Arms' throat. Four Arms' battered mind relaxed inside. He knew that if he were to die, that it will be him who will have the last laugh and not DCELR8's.

DCELR8 didn't see that his hand was in his pocket though. He was too busy concentrating at Four Arms' face. His face grew manic as he then said,

"I killed XLR8'sss father."