A/N: Will include some slash. I'm trying to write this in ALL perspectives. Also Atasians are the Highbreeds according to Ben 10 Wiki.
Setting: Classified UN Security Council, 6 am
The president of the United States looked surrounded by his best and most talented commanders and other commanders from the G8 countries. His eyes swayed back and forth from the Russian president, German chancellor, United Kingdom prime minister and to his generals. He was very nervous. When had he faced an alien invasion? Can't Reagan handle that?
"Have we reached a conclusion?" the Chinese interpreter asked the other members present. Everyone was anxious. If the aliens were willing to invade, they have to have defense against the invading hordes. That's the plan at least.
To their surprise, a group of men walked in. They were not men but aliens with suits. The German chancellor looked amused. They were dragging two or four men and put them down entering the bunker very quickly.
"What is the meaning of this?" the US president shouted.
The tallest of them, with the head of a piranha or an anglerfish spoke, "We are the Plumbers, an intergalactic organization maintaining peace and stability between planets of the Milky Way. My name is Orca in your English naming. We have come to explain how critical this problem is."
"As critical as blasting down the door of a classified bunker." The Russian president spoke sarcastically.
"We clone..damn this stupid translator, know of the dangers of facing against a terror. We are willing to lend technologies to combat the threats from outer space in reliable hands. Ben Tennyson would require much larger help than his team seeing his nature; he would be difficult to give such technology. I am counting on you people to help save the world." The second one, more robotic spoke.
The German chancellor asked, "Name a weapon."
Orca grinned and looked at the two other Plumbers on left and right who both nodded. Orca took out a coin with a green hourglass in the middle. He placed it in the middle of the desk. He clicked on the device and a huge holographic image appeared. The generals gasped. It was a huge building with a cannon placed. It glowed in a color. The leaders looked at the building in awe.
"This is an Arcticguana Blizzard Ray." Orca explained, "It can rapidly slow down the rate of infection in a city. However, we've noticed your people have no immunity towards cold. This beam when fired will expand ice around a radius of 6 miles. Everything around it will be engulfed in ice."
"How do we become immune to cold again?"
"The ray will do nothing to your body temperature but will only slow down the rate of infection in an area. The outside temperature will however, affect your body."
"How long will this be built?" the Russian president asked.
Orca grinned, "We mass-produced these things on your moon. Our troops will teleport these to Bellwood."
"Okay, we need to rally our troops against the aliens. We sign this alliance against the aliens now. Any objections?" the French prime minister asked.
There was silence. The commanders nodded. It was a tense moment for all of them.
"This meeting is complete. We'll unleash the best commandos we can to battle against the alien invasion. "They all nodded.
Meanwhile….around the orbit of the Moon
The Birt'vuli supreme commander looked from his battleship above to the dark side of the Moon. He knew that there was an industrial base there cloaked in accordance with the lunar terrain.
His friend, wearing a greener suit than his (probably a tactician), came to his side peering at the moon. He felt a sense of awe emanating from his friend.
"Beautiful, is it not, commander A-001?" he spoke breaking the silence between them. A-001 felt jittery. What was that feeling churning inside his chest? They had been companions for a while now and sometimes accidentally, shown affection for each other.
The supreme commander looked at him impatiently and replied, "Our infestation egg has successful mutated Bellwood. The hero, Ben Tennyson would be mutated along with it. Z-900, Is there anything you want?"
"Yes, commander" he replied, taking out a translucent tablet, "We successfully mind-controlled a Highbreed worker. He is essential for our military to find out about hidden secrets in the Atasian base of operations."
"Excellent but do you realize that our mind-control is useless against most Atasians? They wear off very quickly."
The Birt'vuli went very fast as he could back to the meeting room. The commander sighed. If this plan collapses, the Plumbers could very well discern their operations and be destroyed. If Ben remains alive, they need a back-up plan to take over the world. The spy must have done what he could.
A-001 was startled when the alarm went off. All personnel in the ship rushed to the meeting place. He was followed up by A-111, A-112 and A-002 who accompanied his to the supreme one, AZ-001 to another room decorated in crystals. All of them fell to their knees bowing to show respect to the great one.
AZ-001 was twice the size of A-001. It was shining like an Anodite. Its voice was androgynous extremely soothing one's ears. The only thing he could see distinctly was his eyes blankly. It was best not to anger the supreme one or as legend as spoken off, would smite anyone to the Inferno. It was best not to insult him either as his eyes and ears are all-seeing and all-knowing. Anyone who even thinks badly about him was said to be mutilated in a very horrifying way.
The supreme one spoke, "A-class personnel, may I bless you. Today, it is extremely indisputable that you citizens would crush the Atasians at the Battle of Luna. Cleanse Luna of the Atasian fools and sanitize the Earth of its residents. May we all triumph!"
The supreme one's voice boomed at the last word. A-111 and A-002 shivered while A-001 was blinded by the burst of light before the supreme one disappears. The advisors dismissed A-111, A-112 and A-002. The advisors were multicolored with black round eyes and elongated face. They had prominent streams of ichor, bronze colored plasma in all Birt'vuli, around their school.
"A word please, A-001", said the shortest advisor, psychically to A-001. A-001 stood up after the advisors gestured him to follow the advisor (F-034) to another room. The room was dimly-lit. The other advisors floated around the man.
"A-001, your father was the original A-001 and we could take away your position as A-001 to something more dreadful, a K-class member maybe." The advisor spoke, "The supreme one conveyed annoyance and anger when he discovered your relationship with Z-009. Is it more than platonic?"
"It's Z-900 and also, he and I are just companions not…romantic relations."
The advisor laughed at the pause, the others were stifling their laughter for no reason. A-001 did not get why there were laughing. He was horribly upset at this. The advisors turned back to their normal grim faces and glowered at him.
"The mission to the Moon base is your last day as a commanding officer. You will be discharged after this. If you do fail this mission, you will face public execution."
A-001 exhaled sadly and stood up. As he psychically opened the gate, the shortest advisor used telepathy.
"If we hear about this one more time, prepare to see Z-900 instead of you at public execution on Atasian home."
A-001 growled as he bolted for the exit and for the meeting room. He knew that telepathic messages were like wildfire.
The meeting room was painted black. The computerized systems were the only ones glowing. At the center was the holographic map of the Moon and the Earth, Terra and Luna respectively. There was five or six Birt'vuli around the holographic map with monitors around them.
A-001 opened the door. Everyone was staring at him. He told him, confidence, Ero, confidence.
"Alright, we have to invade the moon base in two hours and without warning. Our cloaking devices will disable in two hours. Let's move!" A-001 shouted at all of them. He found Z-900 and promptly dragged him to the lavatory.
"We have to stop." A-001 told him.
He could feel Z-900 disappointed at himself, "Why? Is there no privacy for us, Ero? They threatened me for a public execution if you fail."
"We have to break off…" A-001 told him disappointed. He did not want to do this either. It was for the sake of Z-900. He even knew his secret name, "Menos".
Z-900 replied, "I'm aware."
They leaned closer and closer. Both of them felt a sense of security within each other. They will have to stay in this moment until..
BOOM!
The battleship was under attack by Atasian hyper-wave cannons. Four more cloaked shuttles were launched, each with two commandos with a restructured plasma guns. A-001 and Z-900 came out of the lavatory.
A-001 ordered, "I-class, check out what is wrong with cloaking. B-class, you people form an illusion."
A-111 and the other A-class personnel quickly monitor the moon-base. They found a huge number of Atasians stationed outside the base with a strange looking gun. A-001 and A-503 looked.
Suddenly, a signal reached the meeting room. It was a commando hidden behind the craters of the Moon.
"Sir, the commandos are hiding behind the craters. Over and out" the commando spoke before he cut off his signal.
"Commando M-192, rally our troops and go southwest. The Atasian sensors will not catch you there." A-001 said slowly.
M-192 replied, "Yes, supreme commander."
M-192 and the others jumped and quickly avoided most craters in their way. If they succeed in disabling the Atasian sensors, the base would fall to them almost immediately.
Meanwhile in Bellwood, 7 am
"Let's move!" Ben and Julie shouted at the rescued citizens by the navy SEALs. Four helicopters were waiting for them in the woods.
The infestation was quickly spreading around them. Most buildings are burning and the sky had gone crimson probably due to the gas sent into the atmosphere.
"Good news, Ben. The G8 military have sent aid to find a way to fight against the infestation from an extraterrestrial help?"
"The Plumbers" Julie exclaimed. She was carrying a six-year old girl who lost her mother to the infestation. She was also helping the girl stitch her teddy bear.
Ben nodded then yawned, "We still have hope. We are not alone after all."
Things were going smoothly throughout the night. However, they needed to find a place for shelter. The only place near them was a medieval castle. They had no choice. Ben knew that the place would be filled with Forever Knights or even their robotic dragons. He reassured them that he could negotiate with them.
"How anachronistic." One of the Marines commented. The Marines followed Ben who knocked on the castle door.
"Why are they not answering?" Ben asked. The marines observed the castle and saw a doorbell. One of them clicked on it. A chime was heard that echoed in the darkness. After a long waiting silence, footsteps were heard.
"Who could be here at the bloody middle of the night?" said the person who opened the door. It was a Forever King, Cyril. He was on point blank with a Marine's gun.
"What the bloody hell is going?" the King asked. The King aghast, batted away the Marine's gun, "Get those filthy weapons away."
"Look King, an alien invasion is happening and it has infested Bellwood." The Marine explained.
Cyril laughed, "I'm well aware of this fact, young sir."
"We need a place to stay." Julie spoke. She was clearly not in the mood to negotiate with them after all they did to Ship using him to sail through the void. That began her hatred for the Knights.
"And why would we allow you to use this as your residence?" Cyril scornfully asked.
Julie by now was extremely furious, "People are dying and all you care is living in luxury. Why bother staying here, you people have no honor."
Cyril was not surprised with the fact though and he stoically asked, "If you want to stay here, little Benjamin here, would have to kill the beast of the castle."
"You are not serious…" a Marine muttered.
Cyril replied, "I am."
He pressed on the ruby on the top of his staff. The Knights dashed aback from the huge dragon that came out of the castle. The others gasped while Julie told them to run. Ben immediately transformed into Humongousaur.
He charged at the beast that took both of his arms and spewed lava at him. Ben growled and was thrown back by the dragon. The dragon charged at Ben yet again. Ben quickly grabbed the neck of the dragon and used his other arm to punch at the chest. The beast fired at random directions but burnt Ben's arms. The dragon clawed him.
"DAMN!" Ben exclaimed. He quickly transformed into Diamondhead to defend himself against the monster's blasts. Diamondhead created a fist which clenched on the monster's neck. He then telekinetically pushed it down into the ground and snapped the dragon's neck. The dragon collapsed very quickly. The Marines and the survivors cheered. Cyril grimaced and muttered, "That was our best one."
"A promise is a promise, you can stay." the Helicopters landed on the roof of the castle as the pilots quickly went to sleep in the caste rooms. Julie stood in awe of the dark castle but was surprised at the light that shown from the ceiling.
"At least they weren't that ancient." the Marine joked. Cyril directed them to their beds. The medics meanwhile, tended Gwen and Kevin who appeared to be recovering. Frank and Lily kissed Gwen good night before leaving. Julie looked at Ben solemnly.
"I'm really sorry about Ship" Ben told her.
"I really could have saved him.." she said.
Ben reassured her, "We'll find a way out of this mess...we have to earn a happy ending though."
Ben and Julie looked at the sleeping figures of Gwen and Kevin. Hope they will okay, Ben thought before leaving.
"They are going to be okay." Ben told her, "Let's just get some sleep."
"Goodnight" Julie smiled kissing Ben before leaving to her room.
Ben thought to himself. Are Forever Knights that cordial? Well they did sent an easily-beaten dragon at Ben though. Should they be trusted? After he closed the door and climbed up to bed, he heard two footsteps. One was Cyril and the other was a woman dressed in a gown.
Cyril whispered, "Queen Rosalinda, the infestation could come to us any minute. We have to exterminate the aliens and humans residing in the castle."
"We are Forever Knights," the one named Rosalinda replied, "Killing mortals go against our conduct. Our goal is to acquire alien technology and burn the aliens with their own fire."
"But.", Cyril replied, "if we were to do that, would we have to join with Ben and his allies?"
"Time will tell" Rosalinda replied but this time loudly, "Time will tell, Cyril."
Suddenly, a huge bloodcurdling scream was heard frightening Ben. He could only see a silhouette was a girl glowing red.
A/N: DONE! I guess.