Author's note: Really sorry that it's been taking so long to get chapters out. I haven't given up on this story, not by a long shot, it's just that even though I'm on summer break, I have been doing quite a few things, from watching the Yogscast to playing Pokemon. However, I have been doing some drawings of scenes from this story. Bear in mind that they're not fantastic, but they're passible.
Now, onward to the show.
Somewhere in the midwest...
Today was a real scorcher, and on top of that, it was a wet heat.
As one of the workers in one of the corn fields wiped the sweat from his brow, he heard something whistling as it descended rapidly.
What he saw seem to be humanoid in shape, red and seemed to be on fire. It didn't crash however. It pulled up before it hit the farmer's livelihood. However, the flying this object was performing was far from controlled. It seemed like this was the first time this thing, or maybe person had flown before.
Two cops were running after flying flaming person.
"There he goes." One of the cops shouted.
"Suspect is heading west through the back forty of the Douglas farm." The second cop said through the radio.
"Copy that." The man on the other end said.
"You got that truck ready?"
"It'll be ready before he gets here sheriff Mason."
A squad car sounded its siren. It then pursued the flaming person, driving through the corn field, doing more damage to the crops than the actual fire was.
The were right on the flyer's tail despite the flyer's attempts to lose his pursuers.
The flying man looked over his shoulder to see the cop car chasing him, but when he turned to face forward, he didn't have enough time to react the the scarecrow that he was going to crash into.
He hit the scarecrow and crashed, landing on a dirt road. Most of the flames that were around him disappeared, revealing him to be a Pyronite. A Pyronite that had an Omnitrix dial. Wait, what?
"Uhg." The Pyronite groaned. His voice didn't belong to Heatblast, it sounded completely different. "I'm the worst flyer ever."
"There he is!" Sheriff Mason shouted. Two of his deputies had a fire engine's hose pointed at the Pyronite.
"I don't want to hurt you." The Pyronite said, hold his hand out to signal stop.
"Lucky us." Sheriff Mason obviously wouldn't show the same mercy. "Let're rip!"
One of the deputies turned a wheel, allowing water to flow into the hose. The second opened the nozzle, spraying the Pyronite.
The water hit the Pyronite, but it weakened him instead of knocking him out. "Cut it out!" The Pyronite shouted. He shot a fireball out of his chest where the Omnitrix symbol was at the fire truck, causing it to explode.
"Jeez!" One of the shooken up deputies commented.
The Pyronite stood near the two deputies who had survived a vehicle explosion. He looked down on them. "Now why don't you leave me alone?" He asked.
The police car came out of the cornfield and rammed into the Pyronite, sending him flying against the side of a building.
The Pyronite landed on his back. Seconds after that, he turned into a human, an African American teenager to be exact. He wore a white sleeveless shirt and grey pants. He fell unconscious.
Later, in a cooler...
The teen was sitting on a chair made of blocks of ice. He had handcuffs on.
"You're gonna talk Alan." The Sheriff said, his breath visible. "The only question is how long it's going to take."
Alan looked up and glared at the Sheriff.
"Okay, I'll start talking." The Sheriff took two steps closer to Alan. "You can join in whenever you like." He bent down to say. "Over the past week there's been a series of fires all over Grover's Mill."
"I didn't burn anything!" Alan shouted.
"Ah, I knew you could talk. Now if you could just come up with something smarter to say."
"What's the point, you don't believe me anyway."
"Fires all over town, weird paths burned through cornfields, Mrs Albright's oldest boy turns out to be some kinda firebreathing mutant? What's not to believe?" The Sheriff said. Alan didn't respond. "Ah, back to the silent treatment." He removed the badge from Alan's shirt.
"Give it back." Alan shouted. "My father gave it to me!"
"Well, then you shouldn't have any trouble telling me what it is."
"It's mine!" Alan shouted.
"Unless you're an arsonist and a thief." The sheriff and the deputy exited the cooler. The lights were turned off before they closed the door and locked it on the way out. "Keep him in there until I can find a judge to tell us what to do with him." The Sheriff placed the badge on a table. It started to blink and beep.
Somewhere outside of Bellwood...
It was night time. Kevin, Gwen, and Jack were riding in the green muscle car. As always, Kevin was driving, and Jack was in the back.
"Can't this thing go any faster?" Asked an impatient Jack.
Kevin responded. "Yes."
The car passed a speed limit sign that read 25 MPH.
"We're still going the same speed."
"It's called the speed limit." Replied a smug Kevin. "Fastest we're going tonight."
"But you said-"
"I said could, not would."
"My mom's gonna kill me if I'm late getting home again."
"Huh, if she grounds you, it'll be just me and Gwen." Kevin said, looking at Jack in the rearview mirror. "Tough break."
Gwen spoke up. "You'd think I'd go with you if Jack wasn't here?"
"Yeah. I got roguish charm."
A light yet audible beeping was heard.
"Phone call for Mr roguish charm."
"Not mine."
"It's probably from one of your many girlfriends." Replied Gwen who had a smirk. She reached into the pocket of Kevin's coat and pulled out the plumber badge. "Hey, that's your Plumber's badge, what's it doing?"
"Don't know. New to me."
A hologram was displayed. It was a map to the badge's location.
"Woah."
Jack peered his head into the front of the car to get a look. "It's some kinda map." Jack guessed. "If I was a gambling man, I'd say it's a GPS for badges."
"So why's one of them flashing?" Kevin asked.
"It's gotta be a message from grandpa Max." Jack said. "He's telling us where he is."
"You think? It might be that Hopper that Labrid mentioned. But Hopper is a friend of grandpa, so he might know where he is."
"Okay, that's worth breaking some traffic laws." Kevin said as he shifted into high gear. He came to a T junction and did a sharp left turn, going in the direction of Grover's Mill
Back in the icebox/ makeshift prison cell...
Alan inhaled deeply. He tried to concentrate and assume his Pyronite form, but once he got the flame started, it quickly died down. "Too cold." Was the less than brilliant observation that he made while looking at the handcuffs that were around his wrists.
He hacked up some mucus[something this author can admit to doing], and spat it at the chain that connected the two halves. The steel melted and now his hands were free.
He made his way out of the freezer and found that the door was unlocked. Opening it slowly, he saw that the cop that had been ordered to guard the door was sleeping on the job.
Alan rubbed his hands together and after concentrating hard enough, he assumed his pyronite form. He melted a hole in the wall. Flying out, he began to make his getaway. This awoke the guard who was helpless to stop him.
Shaking his head and face palming, the stationed deputy groaned: "I am so fired."
Later...
The cops had left, and after that, Jack, Gwen, and Kevin had arrived.
"Grandpa Max is here?" Gwen asked while Kevin looked at the map that the badge projected.
"Well, the blinking light on the map is here." Kevin deactivated the map. "Guess we'll find out the rest soon enough."
"He's inside the building. Come on." Jack said as he walked forward.
"Let me dump the jacket first, it must be ninety degrees." Kevin said.
"That's what you get for trying to look cool all the time." Jack playfully mocked.
Gwen meanwhile took a look at the building, more specifically where there was a gaping hole in the side of it.
"Hey guys. What do you make of this?
"It's, a big hole?"
"Very helpful Kevin." Gwen said with sarcasm.
"We better check it out." Jack said. He and the other climbed up the foundation of the building. "Hello?" Hello? Anybody here?" They heard beeping. Jack saw the badge blinking green. He picked it up and showed it to Gwen and Kevin. "Found what we were tracking."
"You think it belongs to grandpa?" Gwen asked.
"If it does, then he's out there, somewhere, going after what ever made this hole." Jack had no idea that what he thought was his grandfather, and what made the hole were the same thing."
And speaking of which...
Meanwhile, in a cornfield...
Alan was running from the police. He was being chased through a cornfield, with the police following him by seeing the light he was producing.
Coming to a tractor, he decided to hide under it, which might not be the safest thing to do.
Mason and his deputies were within a hundred yards of Alan. "The trail ends here. He can't be far."
Alan saw the beams from their flashlights and knew he had to make a run for it. He got out from underneath the farm equipment and walked slowly into the corn field.
Exiting the cornfield, Sheriff Mason pointed a flashlight at the tractor's driver seat and saw Alan.
"Found him!"
The Deputies surrounded him.
"Why can't you just leave me alone?!" Alan shouted.
"Doesn't work that way son." Mason said, being in the right.(Alan at that point was a fugitive of the law, and had destroyed police property.) "Why don't you come along quietly- yow!" Alan had fired a flame bolt at Mason, which melted the flashlight that he held. "That's it! Take him down!"
The other cops approached Alan, shotguns ready to fire.
"Stay back!" Alan panicked and unleashed a massive blast of flames that knocked out the deputies and destroyed the tractor. After seeing what he accidentally did, Alan ran up to the sheriff. "I didn't mean to- Are you okay?" He was about to touch Mason to see if he was still alive, but a pink wall appeared between him and the sheriff, startling him. "Ah!"
As the wall disappeared, Alan turned around to see Gwen, Jack, and Kevin.
"Guy looks like Heatblast." Kevin commented.
"I noticed."
"Rock paper scissors to see who kicks his butt?" Kevin asked while Jack glared at him.
"Ye-no." Jack activated the Omnitrix and selected the an alien that resembled a humanoid manta ray. He slammed down on the Omnitrix and was transformed into Jetray. The red and yellow alien announced his name: "Jetray!"
Stumbling back, Alan shouted: "Stay away from me!" He fired a stream of flames at Jetray, who swiftly moved to avoid getting hit.
Jetray then flew at Alan in response, knocking him over and tackling to the ground. He glared at Alan before the Pyronite hybrid grabbed Jetray and flipped him over, getting on top.
"Hey! Get off me!" Jetray kicked Alan, who flew into the corn field.
Flying above the crops, Jetray could locate Alan almost insultingly easy due to the light he was producing. The red alien followed the flaming hybrid as he tried to escape.
Alan turned and flew up. He narrowly avoided hitting Jetray, who was a bit annoyed. "Watch it!" He then flew after Alan.
Alan was faster than Jetray, and as such, he was able to get to a higher altitude that the power gliding alien. He then slowed his burn, turned around and flew towards Jetray at full speed. He fired several streams of flame, which Jetray dodged before firing optic blasts at Alan, the green beams hitting his back.
While Alan was in free fall, Jetray took notice of the metallic carvings in the field.
Alan's flames reignited as he regained control. He saw that Jetray was still pursuing him. He turned around and while flying, fired a stream of fire at Jetray, which the Aerophibian stopped with an optic blast. A beam fired from Jetray's tail hit Alan, knocking him out of the sky and causing him to crash into the ground.
He flattened the crops that were in a ten foot area around him.
"Uhg. I don't feel so good." Alan groaned.
Jetray flew over head then landed at the edge of the circle before turning back into Jack.
"Had enough?" Jack asked, cracking his knuckles.
"Uh huh."
"There's an old guy who's been chasing you, probably wearing a hawaiian shirt." Jack gave the basic description of his grandpa. "Where is he?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Alan though Jack was insane.
"My grandfather. Where is he?!" Jack wasn't buying Alan's response.
A flashlight was shining on Jack's back.
"Freeze!" One of the deputies shouted.
"I should've known you couldn't've set all those fire by yourself. But now I've got you Alan. You and your accomplice." Mason said. Jack didn't like where this was going. Right about now, the idea that Alan really did not know about Max. "Now, put your hands where I can see them." Mason ordered.
Jack didn't want to break the law, but right now, coming in quietly wasn't an option. "Run!" Jack shouted.
"Halt!" One of the deputies shouted as Jack ran into the cornfield with Alan following close behind.
"Go after them!" Mason commanded.
Jack was hauling ass to put as much distance between himself and the police as he could. He looked over his shoulder to see Alan following him.
Jack stopped dead in his tracks, which allowed Alan to catch up to him. "Stop following me!" Barked a frustrated Jack. "How am I supposed to hide when you're around? You glow in the dark like a genetically modified cat."[Yes, that's a real thing.]
"But, I don't know where to go." Alan knew that the cops would go to his house to catch him.
"I'll tell you where to go-" Jack heard rustling in the corn. "Shh. Somebody's coming."
"Hey, I think I see something." One of the deputies said after seeing movement in his flashlight's beam. He and the sheriff went to go see what it was.
They saw four lights approach them, which was accompanied by the rumble of an engine. The lights and engine rumble both belonged to Kevin's car, which revved up before driving at the two officers.
"Look out!" Mason shouted before pushing his subordinate out of the way. Thankfully, Kevin made a sharp ninety degree turn to the right, an avoided hitting either officer. He drove through the cornfield, using the paths between the sections as rodes.
Sheriff Mason and the officer that was with him both rushed to get back into their car. Mason drove after Kevin's muscle car, putting the pedal to the metal as he drove down the field.
The deputy, who was riding shotgun was whimpering like a cowardly boy. As Mason took numerous sharp turns.
The chase was rather short, it ended when Kevin's car stopped to avoid hitting the blades of a combine harvester.
The police car came to a stop a few feet behind Kevin's muscle car. Mason and the other officer exited the car.
Shining his flashlight at the driver's side window, Mason shouted: "Alright Alan, you and your friend get out of the car. Right now!"
The window rolled down, revealing to Mason that it was Kevin behind the wheel. "Is there a problem officer?" Kevin said smugly.
Mason and the other cop looked and the only other person in the car was Gwen, who waved at Mason.
The expression on Mason's face said it all. He was not amused.
Meanwhile...
Jack and Alan were hiding out in the a barn that seemed to have been cut through by some sorta laser. The sound of clanging metal was heard as they ran on the silver path that was where the missing section of barn was.
"Why'd you help me?"
"I don't know. You remind me of myself."
"Yeah, I guess you're a monster too." Alan reasoned that Jack was in the same boat as he was.
"Technically, I'm a whole bunch of monsters, and those 'monsters' are actually aliens, but that's the cool part."
"Nothing is cool about this." Alan held out his hands. A spark fell to the ground and ignited a small flame that Alan quickly put out by kicking some dirt onto.
"No?" Jack thought it was cool that Alan was born with his powers. "Super strength, the flying?"
"I hate flying." Alan said.
"Yeah, you do kinda stink at it." Jack had to agree with that.
"Yeah... Well, my powers just showed up about a couple of weeks ago."
"So you're an alien?"
"Part alien." Alan reverted back to his human state. "My mom is human, and I thought I was too until I woke up one morning and my bed was on fire." Alan sat down on a bale of hay. "My dad put it out and then they explained it to me. He's a plumber. They're-" He was interrupted by Jack.
"Intergalactic police. Did you dad give you his badge?"
"Yeah, when he explained to me what it was." Alan hung his head when he realized he had forgotten it. "But sheriff Mason took it from me."
"Yeah, well," Jack reached into his pocket. "I kinda took it back."
Meanwhile, with Kevin and Gwen...
The Sheriff's squad car drove away from Kevin's muscle car. Looking in his rear view mirror, Kevin saw the Sheriff's car drive away.
"That didn't go too bad. We led them away from Jack and all we got is this." Kevin held up the yellow speeding ticket that he was given.
"Kevin! That's a four hundred dollar speeding ticket."
"I know. I think it's a personal record." Kevin opened up the glove compartment and put the newest ticket among those that were already in there.
He started the engine and drove off.
Later, as they were driving, a realization dawned on Gwen.
"Grandpa Max doesn't have anything to do with this, does he?"
"Nope."
"So, that badge belongs to that Heatblast guy. Where do you think he got it?"
"He doesn't act like a Plumber, he's probably just a Plumber's kid." Kevin reasoned.
"Why would a policeman give his son a badge?"
"To keep real plumbers from arresting them for interplanetary trespassing." With that one sentence, it became clear that stereotypes were an universal concept.[No joke there. The idea that a member of a species that isn't native to a planet can be arrested for, well, let's face it, illegal immigration, even if they were born on said planet, is rather horrifying.] "A badge is better than a passport."
"I'm not following." Gwen didn't understand what Kevin was saying.
He went into further detail. "Heatblast junior is probably part human. Humans with alien ancestors are actually pretty common. Most of them have super powers."
"Common? Common how?"
"Not sure, it might be like one for every thousand humans is part alien."
"Really? It can't be that high."
"Well yeah. That's what you are." Kevin explained. "You get your powers through one of your grandparents." Kevin glanced at Gwen and saw that she was confused. "I thought you knew."
"I get my powers through magic talismans and books, and that one time when we all got those weird belts."
"Heh heh. Those belts were one thing, but magic? Yeah right."
Back with Alan and Jack...
Jack was leaning against the side of the cut through barn as Alan explained the situation to him.
"But the sheriff thinks I set all the fires." Alan said, thinking Jack wouldn't believe him.
To the African-American-Pyronite's surprise, Jack was on his side. "I don't." Jack addressed the elephant in the room. "For one, no fire could've cut this building in half this cleanly."
They saw the headlights of Kevin's car approach them. The engine came to a stop and the lights turned off.
Kevin and Gwen stepped out and walked over to Jack and Alan.
"Who's the squirt?" Kevin asked, glancing at Alan. As Alan took two steps forward, he assumed his Pyronite form. "Oh."
Jack chipped a bit of Alan's shoulder off.
"Ow." The Pyronite hybrid yelped.
"That didn't hurt." Jack said innocently. He turned to Gwen and Kevin. "I wanna show you guys what I saw when I was flying over the cornfield." He took a few steps and then knelt on the ground and drew several circles on the wooden floor, using the piece of Alan's shoulder as a crayon or pencil. He connected the circles with lines and drew smaller ones within the larger circles. "It's not exact, but it looks like this." He showed what he drew to Kevin and Gwen. What Jack had draw was well, circles in the fields. "Those aren't roads burnt through the cornfields, those are crop circles."
"Like those things aliens leave to find their way around?" Alan asked.
"More like those things farmers leave to fool city folk." Kevin joked.
"It's not like we don't know a bunch of aliens." Jack mentioned.
"True." Kevin said in agreement. "But Miko and Bulkhead haven't been 'crop bashing' ever since Bulkhead got corn stuck in this treads."
"So maybe it was some other alien that was playing a prank."
"That's also moot. I don't think these are crop circles. If they were, they wouldn't have gone through the buildings."
"Okay, so what do you think they are?" Alan asked.
"I think they're circuit boards."
Soon...
Gwen was generating steps out of mana that she, Kevin, Alan, and Jack used to get above the cornfields to see the 'crop circles' in their entirety.
"How're we doing this again?" Asked Alan, who was nervous about walking on something that wasn't there a moment ago.
"Magic." Came Gwen's answer.
"It ain't magic." Kevin butted in.
"Oh right." Gwen remembered the conversation that she and Kevin had on the road. "Kevin said I've got superpowers because of my alien bloodline."
"Huh?" Jack heard the full conversation, but wasn't able to understand what they were talking about.
"Could you guys concentrate on what's important." Asked a very nervous Alan.
"You don't think what we're standing on is important?" Kevin asked, pointing on the platform that they were standing on.
"Stop teasing him Kevin." Gwen glared at Kevin for a second out of mild frustration. "We're high enough to see." The four of them turned to see the pattern that Jack had tried to describe. However, the 'crop circles' seemed to be made out of some kind of silvery metal. "Like I said, these aren't crop circles, they're circuit boards. I think this whole valley is some kinda giant machine"
Out of the corner of Jack's eye, he noticed two spots where there was blue flashing light. "Hey, check it out." He pointed them out.
"See, I told you I didn't do it." Alan said, further cementing the truth that he was innocent.
Jack smiled slightly before saying: "Let's go down and take a closer look."
"Yeah. Down is good." Despite being able to fly, Alan didn't like the idea of standing on a platform made of solidified energy.
Later...
Having walked through the cornfield, the Tennysons and their friends of various degrees of trustworthiness came to where the lights that Jack saw were coming from.
Two humanoid beings were shooting blue beams at the ground with what appeared to be metal detector like tools. The suits that they wore were a sickly yellow with a grey helmet and plating on the chest, shoulders and knees.
"What do you think they're doing?" Alan said with his normal, not sneaking around voice, which was risking drawing unwanted attention.
"Shh!" Jack, Gwen, and Kevin said in unison.
"Sorry." Alan said with a much quieter voice.
The one that was using the beam emitter shut off what he was using. He signaled the other culprit, who flipped a switch, causing the panels to glow silver before a massive, multilevel structure called a weather array rose up. It had many different platforms that were supported by a central tower.
Lightning came out of the top of it. The wind picked up slightly, but soon returned to normal. Seconds later, it started to snow.
Throughout the whole process, Jack and the others were speechless.
They walked out of the fields and onto the silver platforms. Immediately, one of the machine's effects was felt by everyone. The sudden drop in temperature.
Alan bent down and held his hand to a pile of snow to see if it was real. It melting was a good indication that yes, this snow is real.
Kevin held his hands over Alan's head as if it was a campfire.
It went without saying, but Alan found that annoying. "Cut it out."
"Sorry man, it's cold out here." Kevin said. His breath, along with everyone else's was visible due to the cold.
Jack came to the same realization that Gwen, and possibly Kevin must've come to. "The tower's some kinda weather machine."
The siren of a police car was heard as two drove up. They came to a stop, after which, Sheriff Mason and several of the other officers stepped out.
"Alright, freeze!" Mason said as he made his way to the group.
"Already working on it." Kevin said as he held his arms together.
"I took it easy on you Alan on respect for your folks." Mason said. "But you built this machine. You're stealing all the heat to feed your powers."
"It's not like that." Alan said, jogging over to the Sheriff.
"Stay away from him!" One of the officer's chambered a round in a shot gun.
"Take your own advice." Kevin said before taking the gun from the officer and using the metal that the barrel was made of to turn his arm into steel.
"Hey!" The officer yelped as the gun was taken from him. Kevin then proceeded to break the shotgun as if it were made of gold plastic.
"He's one of them! They're all freaks." Mason said in a panic as he and the other officers backed off.
"Slow down." Jack said, trying to defuse the situation.
Suddenly, two of the officers were shot at by blue beams, encasing both of them in a layer of metal.
Several of the humanoids that had made the 'crop circles' emerged from the fields and stood behind the police.
"What'd you do to my men?" Mason demanded in fear.
One of the humanoids fired a beam at Mason, but it was blocked by Gwen, who deflected it with a mana wall.
A second hostile began shooting at the barrier. The combined power was starting to overwhelm Gwen.
"Can't take too many of these."
"You don't have to." Jack said before activating the Omnitrix and transforming.
"Swampfire!" The plant based alien flung two fireballs over the weakening barrier. "Heyah!" Both fireballs hit their mark and knocked out the aliens. Swampfire jumped as one of the metal covering beams was fired at him, avoiding getting hit. He dodged another blast while he was in the air. And came down. There was a slight explosion when he landed. Firing a fireball from his hand, he blasted away another of the mooks.
Kevin ran up to the footsoldiers. He rolled to avoid being hit by the beams. He delivered an uppercut to one of them, sending it flying into the field. He then grabbed the suit of another one and tossed it.
Gwen fired a beam of mana at one of the mooks. She grabbed it with her powers and restrained it. She threw it at a tractor, incapacitating it.
As Alan was being fired at, he took off to avoid getting hit. He then came down and kicked one of the mooks over before firing a flame ball at the other one that was attacking him.
One of the officers was fired at. He managed to avoid being hit by ducking. Before the mook could adjust his aim, sheriff Mason jumped on its back and tried to tackle him. He caused the mook to encase one of his buddies in metal.
Ripping out several wires, Mason got clear of the alien as his suit started to smoke.
Swampfire rushed up and punched one of the mooks that was aimed at Mason. He delivered several punches to the mook before grabbing onto its shoulders and tossing him away. However, his grip was too tight, and he ripped off the minion's helmet, revealing the face underneath. He decided on keeping the helmet, seeing as it looked like a masquerade Dopant's face.
"What the?" Swampfire looked at the mask in his hand. He then looked at who he had thrown and saw the unmistakable head of a DNAlien.
*DNAlien language*
"Oh man." Swampfire came to the realization that this is what his grandpa was talking about. "These guys are like the aliens we fought." He said to Kevin.
"We are the DNAliens! And we will destroy you all!" The DNAlien said in english as it approached Swampfire.
"Uhg. Whatever," Swampfire side kicked the DNAlien. "haven't heard that one before." He said sarcastically. He then realized something. He turned to face Gwen. "Wait a minute. Remember how cold it was on their ship? I think they need cold weather so they're making some."
"Kinda makes sense when you think about it." Kevin said.
"Wait, so the big alien plot is they're installing an air conditioner?" Once spoken out loud, it sounded rather minor. But he didn't have time to voice his confusion, as he was shot by a DNAlien using a metal coating ray.
"Jack!" Gwen was about to rush over to see if Swampfire could be helped. "Ah!" She too was fired at and encased in the alien metal.
After Gwen was trapped, Kevin was encased, which was followed by last unnamed officer.
Two DNAliens exited the field, their suit's helmets off. One of them try to shoot Mason, but the sheriff ducked and avoided the beam. He ran over to the DNAlien and punch it down. However, that victory was short lived as seconds later, Mason was imprisoned.
That left only Alan. "No!" He shouted as he saw Mason get covered in metal. A DNAlien took aim at him and fired, but instead of being enclosed in a metal shell, Alan was unaffected. As Alan stood there in confusion, the DNAlien adjusted a knob on the weapon. With the power turned up, it fired at the Pyronite hybrid, but again, the beam had no effect. "Guess I'm too hot to handle." Alan said smugly with his hands on his hips. That smugness evaporated when four more DNAliens joined the one that tried and failed to incapacitate Alan. "Woah! Wait a minute guys!"
In a panic, Alan was forced to back up towards the weather machine.
Meanwhile, the palms of Swampfire's hands started to glow. This melted the metal that covered him, allowing him to get freed. "Woah. That was weird, even by my standards." Swampfire looked to see Alan getting pursued by five DNAliens. Need some help?
"Yes. Please." Alan said nervously.
Swampfire released a gas from the holes in his palms that went to several dozen stalks of corn. It caused the plants to bend to his will. The gas also caused them to become vine like, which made restraining the DNAliens easier. By waving his arms together, Swampfire caused the vines to slam the DNAliens together, knocking them out.
"You beat them!" Alan thought that what Jack had done was cool.
"Plenty more where those came from." Swampfire said. "We need to take down that weather tower." He pointed to the weather array, where one could see DNAliens sationed on the various levels. "Take care of the guys at the top so I can get close."
"I don't know if I can do it." Alan said, doubting himself. "I'm really bad at flying."
"Heh heh heh." Swampfire chuckled. He placed his hand on the Pyronite shoulder. "Yeah, I had trouble at first too. But now's not the time to doubt ourselves." Swampfire(Jack) remembered something that he used to do when he could turn into Heatblast. "How's about you et me show you a trick I learned."
Soon...
Alan was flying on a piece of the ground. Using it as a Hoverboard, he flew to the very top of the weather array. It was an attempt to get the DNAliens to shoot at him to draw their fire away from Swampfire.
Alan shot two fireballs at the flames that hit him, knocking those two out. Two more began shooting at him. He managed to avoid their blasts by swerving to avoid getting his. He flung a fireball at one of the DNAliens and shot a burst of flame at the other.
With the top level of the weather array in a state of chaos, Alan gave a thumbs up, which Swampfire managed to see from the ground.
Swampfire then ran towards the base of the weather machine. As he ran down the silver path, two DNAliens took aim and fired at his, their beams crossing to form a bigger and stronger ray.
Swampfire fired at fireball at the approaching beam. Both blast neutralized each other. Swampfire got up to the DNAliens and punched both of them out.
He got to the base of the weather array and began to put his plan into action. He started to push against the central tower.
Though much stronger than even the average human, Swampfire on his own was nothing compared to other transformations like Four Arms or Humungousaur, so, in order to knock the tower over, he would need to use more than brute strength. "Gonna need some leverage for this stunt." His feet turned into roots that stuck him into the ground. "Okay. Here goes." He began to push it over, which was rather easy, seeing as the DNAliens didn't use a proper foundation. The tower came tumbling down.
The skies cleared up and moon was visible. Alan flew over on his 'comet board' and landed next to Swampfire.
Soon...
Alan was helping to get everyone out of the metal that they were stuck in. The last person that he freed was Sheriff Mason.
"What happened?" Mason asked as he stumbled a bit.
"Alan defeated the aliens, destroyed their weather machine, then used his heat powers to free everyone from suspended animation." Jack said, summing up what had happened.
"We helped." Kevin added.
"But not much." Jack corrected. After Alan reverted back to his human state, Jack turned to face him. "We were wondering if you could join our team." Jack asked. "We could use all the help we could get. There's a lot of aliens to fight out there."
"He can't." Mason said, putting his hand on Alan's shoulder. "He's gonna be too busy helping me round up any other aliens who might still be hiding in town."
"Even so, any time you need me, just call." Alan said.
Chapter end.