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Why am I so happy? Maybe it's because I've finally reached 300 REVIEWS! WOO-HOO! I am so happy right now I can not begin to describe it! It almost makes up for the fact that I'm stuck down here in the Underworld for the rest of eternity (or until I turn 18. Whichever comes first).
Anyways, I have a few people to thank. First off, I'd like to thank DJ Rodriguez (again) for his help in this story. They have really helped me make much of the plot line, and I would not have gotten this far without their help.
Sallem Corterz 004 is something of a mentor to me. I know it might so weird, but it is true. I never would have made it this far without his help in this story and would not have inspired me to make this a harem story (like much of you requested).
As always, comment, review, suggest, and request below. Seriously, I should actually probably be seeing more reviews than I am right now, considering I have 108 followers and 121 favorites.
Onwards!
She slowly cracked open her eyes, awakened by something. With her limited vision at the moment, she had no idea what that might have been. She really didn't care either; she was nice and warm and feeling rather sluggish at the moment. All she wanted to do was close her eyes again and fall back asleep. She nearly did to, if there hadn't been a slight disturbance.
Cracking open her eyes again, Jane stared at her blurry surroundings, rubbing the sand out of her eyes with a hand and taking a closer look. The dorm for the most part was empty. All the bunks were bare and neatly made, the floor completely free of an objects at all. Yawning, she sat up in bed, wondering what time it was and wondering what had caused her to wake. She heard a soft sound coming across from her, like the ruffling of bed sheets. She blinked her eyes once more and peered into the darkness of dorm, her eyes seeing clearly in the blackness. Nothing on the top bunk. There was however, something on the bottom bunk across from her. Two somethings actually.
Jane yawned a second time and climbed out of bed, sliding her feet out from under the warm covers and onto the floor, noticing her shoes had been neatly placed underneath her bunk. Looking down at herself, she was relieved to see she was still in her regular clothes. She heard the sound again and looked up at the bunk across from her and suddenly felt her face getting hot.
Lying together, in the bunk, directly across from her and completely dead to the world, were Venus and Robecca. The happy couple were dozing together beneath the covers of the bunk they shared, oblivious to Jane. And from the pile of clothes haphazardly shoved beneath the bed, Jane could easily guess what they had been up to last night. The jungle girl quickly slipped on her shoes and tip toed out of the dorm, the door easily sliding opening out into the hallway. Jane cast one last look at the happy couple before silently slipping out into the hallway, the door sliding shut behind her.
She quietly walked down the dimly lit hallway of the base, now aware that most of the base was still asleep. That was fine with Jane; she preferred being on her own anyway. Plus, she had a secret sanctuary that few members of the Rebellion even knew about. She had been caught there by Twyla once and was immediately made keeper of the place. Unfortunately, it was a very long way beneath the base. One had to take an elevator to get there. And even that was far away from her current location.
Jane sucked in a breath and concentrated her thoughts. She had quickly learned yesterday that she somehow possessed the ability to change into a variety of different animals, similar to how Ben did it. She found out that she could summon her powers if she concentrated on a certain feeling; the feeling would than call upon her powers and change her form into whatever best fit the situation. She was a long way from actually being able to pick exactly what animal she wanted to change into, but if she could just change one more time . . .
She concentrated on the feeling of being scared. She had to run away. There were predators coming! Big, hungry predators with sharp teeth! And claws! And poisonous barbs! They wanted to catch her! They wanted to eat her! She pushed herself to feel that feeling, but nothing happened. Just when she was about to give up, she felt that slight pop of pain that signaled she had changed and opened her eyes to find herself a couple feet taller than she had been before. She quickly glanced over her self to find that she had turned into a dark violet colored horse with a black mane and patch of white between her eyes.
She had done it! She had actually done it! The horse reared and kicked out her forelegs with glee, taking off down the hallway at a brisk gallop, her hooves clomping loudly on the floor as she raced down the hall; she could only hope that no one would wake up and panic at seeing a live horse inside the base. Jane soon came to a familiar intersection and took the right hallway, turning right once more and then left, going straight for at least a few more intersections before turning left one last time. She skidded to a stop in front of an elevator door, her mane blowing past her for a brief second before falling limp again. Now if she could only change back . . .
She hadn't quite figured out how Robecca had managed to change her back from a spider with a simple kiss, but she decided to focus on that feeling, of being safe and secure, away from anything that could bring harm to her. She felt another slight twinge of pain and found herself on her hands and knees, quickly scrambling to her feet before anyone could see her. She quickly tapped the button for down on the elevator, walking through the doors when they slid open quietly.
It was but a few short minutes down to the secret level she had been given access to, and by the time she got there, she could hardly wait. She scrambled through the opening doors and ran down another dimly lit hallway before coming to a heavily locked door. Smirking, she took out the card Twyla had given her, a small credit card like device that allowed her access into the room she had managed to squeeze into through one of the air ducts. The card slid in through the scanner easily and she could hear the locks coming undone and opening as the door slid open on a silent frame. Jane quickly stepped through the door, sliding it shut and breathing a sigh of relief as she felt cool grass underneath her feet.
She had entered a large room about a mile wide and across, covered in about a dozen different habits that smoothly transitioned from one to the other. She was currently in a steamy jungle, memories of home coming back to her as the bushes next to started to rustle a pair of large animals scurried past her. They bared resemblances to boars, but seemed to be mixed with something else; they were missing any kind of eye, their tusks curved up from their lower snout. They had massively hunched shoulders and a large patch of quills between them, running on large hooves tipped with things that looked likes claws. The Vulpiboars grunted and roared, studying Jane for a moment before trotting back off into the undergrowth.
A bird about the size of an eagle passed over head, its feathers a mottled purple as it alighted on a branch. It had three, sharp eyes, one red, one green, and one blue. The most bizarre thing however, was the addition of a horn on its head that curved backwards and sharp barbs on its tail feathers. That, and the fact that it literally vanished into thin air before Jane's eyes before reappearing again. The Merlinihawk screeched and took off again, flapping its wings as it soared over the jungle. Jane smiled and waited patiently for what she knew would come. The ground slowly began to rumble as something large pushed its way through the jungle. Floratopuses shrieked and swung away through the the trees on their plant-like tentacles, accidentally dropping tubers from their mantles that quickly grew into new trees. Eventually, the large animal pushed its way through the jungle and appeared right in front of Jane, trumpeting happily.
Jane grinned and climbed to her feet, letting the Polar Manzaphant help her up with a tug of its trunk. The hybrid animals from the class experiment in Mad Science that seemed so long ago had been adjusting well to their new environment, Jane had made sure of that. They had originally been locked in cages and stalls, but that quickly became a bad idea when their were several escapes made by some of the small or more powerful animals, which would explain how Rivet ended up in Ghoulia's laba nd avoiding capture for so long.
The jungle girl had one day come across the Animal Level, a place where animals fused with DNA from the Omnitrix, and thus immune to Corrodium, lived before they could one day return to the world outside. With a little help from Venus, Jane had turned the barren room into an animal paradise, and the the animal's numbers had increased as a result. Thus, it only made sense for Jane to be put in charge of the hidden jungle. The Polar Manzaphant wrapped its trunk around Jane's waist and hefted her into the air with ease, place her on its back before turning around to walk back the way it came.
After what seemed hours of crashing through the thick underbrush of the jungle, they eventually came to a clearing, a large watering hole shaded by a lone tree at the very center. Vulpiboars and Kinecelazelles grazed and forged at the waters edge, keeping wary of the Pisccus Volodile that lurked beneath the surface. More Merlinihawks flew overhead, lighting up the air with bright colors as a troop of Tetraboons groomed each other. Just on the edge of a clearing, dozing off in a tree, was a Citrakiger, oblivious to the world as Vaxasaurhinos grazed without a care, Appopleckers grooming their thick hides for ticks, as well as beating the orange and black striped feathers of each other.
The Polar Manzaphant lowered its trunk to the ground and knelt its front half down, Jane slipping down its head, face, and trunk to the ground like a kind of slide. She landed on a bed of soft grass, her mount slipping into the cool water of the watering hole; the Pisccus Volodile crawled out at the end to sun bathe, not wanting to be in the same vicinity with such a large animal. The jungle girl sighed happily and lay back against the tree overlooking the water hole, enjoying the company of her animal friends.
"Nice place you got here."
Jane shrieked and jumped up, glancing wildly around for the voice she had heard. She heard a light chuckling coming from right above her and rolled her eyes skyward to see a tiny, glowing orb of green. The miniscule orb floated down right in front of Jane's, alighting right on the tip of her nose so she had to cross her eyes just to see it.
"Ben? Is that you?" Jane asked upon looking at the tiny, metallic, insect-like creature that was currently standing on her nose.
"At your service!" Nanomach cried happily, giving a small dance and flutter of his wings that tickled Jane's nose. The jungle girl sneezed and blew the Nanochip through the air, watching as he smacked against the tree's trunk upside down. A flash of green light later, and the tiny alien was turned back into Ben, still upside down from the sudden breeze. "Bless you." Ben groaned, falling flat on his stomach before righting himself. He then noticed that he had drawn the attention of the Polar Manzaphant and a very large Pyrotoise. The animals studied him, sniffing him and feeling his hands and arms with their trunk and beak, looking to Jane for an explanation.
"He's my boyfriend," Jane explained, turning red. "Yes, he is something of a mate to me." she added when the Pyrotoise rumbled lowly, slowly glancing between Ben and Jane. "Never thought I'd be saying that someday."
"You only live once," Ben shrugged. "Ya know, these guys aren't all that different than the animals back in my universe." he noted, rubbing the Pyrotoise under the chin and earning himself a please grunt.
"What do you mean?" Jane asked, curious. "I mean, if you don't want to talk about it . . ." she trailed off when she saw Ben's fallen face. Being away from home, even if he did make many relationships here, must have been hard for him.
"Nah. It'll probably help if I at least tell someone," he shrugged it off. "Where do you want me to start? Slamworm or Buglizard?"
"Slamworm?" Jane offered.
Ben nodded. "Imagine a worm about the size of a house with parrot's beak stuck to its face and serated shark teeth all the way down its throat." Jane cringed at the description, the picture forming in her head not at all pretty. "Most of the animals I've come across are predators of my aliens; Slamworm eats Armodrillo." he explained.
"What about Buglizard?" Jane asked, pulling her note book out of her pocket and quickly drawing a quick sketch of Ben's description of Slamworm. "It has long spikes running all the way down its back," Ben added, looking over shoulder at the drawing. "As for Buglizard, try imagining a four eyed lizard the size of a rhino and in serious need of a breath mint."
"Dare I ask why?"
"It releases some kind of smelly gas from its lungs or something that melts Stinkfly's goo and hiding it."
"Is Stinkfly one of your aliens?" Jane asked, sketching a ferocious looking Buglizard on a second page in her notebook. "I don't think I've seen that one before. Do you mind?" she asked politely, pointing at the Omnitrix. Ben followed her finger and shrugged.
"Sure." he said with a smile. "I just hope nothing here will try and eat me." he joked as he cycled through his roster and came across Stinkfly. Instead of slapping the activation button like he usually did however, he pressed it lightly with a finger and let the green light wash over him, changing his DNA at the molecular level. Ben felt his skin began to scrunch up and harden as his bones slowly started to dissolve into nothingness. Four fleshy stalks suddenly burst from both sides of Ben's head, and he was now aware that he could see from 6 different perspectives until a hardened shell covered his original human eyes, and soon enough they lost all function together.
A slight itching from the middle of his back produced large, insect like wings that were a dull yellow in color. A second pair of legs suddenly burst out from Ben's gut like some old alien horror film. His spine, what was left of it anyway, went out from his back and swelled at the end, forming a large, and very sharp stinger with poison sacks just above the point. His fingers melted into two sharp claws and a thumb, and his jaw jutted out as a few of teeth disappeared. The final touch was a rotting scent that, while Ben couldn't smell, he figured others would not be so welcome to it.
"Does he always smell so repulsive?" Jane gagged, waving a hand in front of her face. The Pyrotoise grunted pulled its head into its shell as the Polar Manzaphant dove beneath the surface of the watering hole.
"Unfortunately." the Lepidopterran grumbled as a familiar beeping sound met his ear holes and he changed back into Ben behind a curtain of green light. "And now this thing's low on battery." he added with slight annoyance.
"What other animals have you met?" Jane asked, flipping to a new page in her notebook and eagerly awaiting Ben's description. Ben smiled and sat back down on the grass, leaning back against the tree. "How about Tyrannopede?" he asked with a slight smile as unpleasant memories came back to him. "It's the predator of Humungousaur."
"He has a predator?" Jane asked with suspicion.
"Yeah, you'd think something that big and powerful would be at the top of the food chain," Ben grumbled.
"And you're sure it could pass through solid objects?" Jane asked a little skeptically.
"Exactly like a ghost," Ben confirmed. "It basically looked like a glowing, green horse skeleton." he added, standing up and stretching. The two of them had been at the little game for little over an hour, and Ben was stiff. Plus, he knew he was running behind in his duties. A depressed look crossed his face as he thought about what he had promised Twyla, how he would often feel coming home from a long day of being a hero only to have to join the night shift. And then, come morning when he had just collapsed back into Ben, someone was attempting to take over the world again.
"Something wrong, Ben?" Jane asked, a little worried that he hadn't enjoyed their time together. Personally, she had enjoyed hearing about the many creatures that inhabited Ben's universe, finding the ways the predators of Ben's aliens used to hunt incredibly effective. She was slightly disturbed hearing about Khyber, but she pushed that thought aside. Right now, something was bothering Ben.
"I'm just worried if I have a universe to go back to," Ben sighed.
"Paradox said everything was fine, remember?" Jane reminded him. "I'm sure if anything happen he would bring you back to stop it."
"That's not what I'm worried about," Ben sighed. "I'm worried about what will happen when this whole time trouble ends. What happens to me? The ghouls? You?" he asked. The thought had never occurred to Jane. What would happen to their love when everything was over and done? Ben was pulled between two worlds that needed, one for his hero skills and the other for himself. If he had to choose, which one would he pick?
Jane shook the troubling thought from her head. Surely Professor Paradox would not do this to Ben without some plan in the end. He was a Time Walker after all. Surely, he had tried this same attempt over and over and over again, perhaps hundreds upon millions of times. The guy was immortal after all. A guy could get a lot of things done when he had forever to do it.
"I honestly don't know, Ben," said Jane, placing a hand on her lover's shoulder. "And I honestly wouldn't worry about it right now. Right now, lets concentrate on kicking Ghostfreak and Maltruant's butt." she said with a slight smile, amused at the words she had used. "It's like you said when you were fighting Malware on Galvan Prime; beating ourselves up is just doing every bad guy out there a favor. Save the beating up for the bad guys." she quoted, her smile broadening. The happy memories that came back to her brightened her usually worried mood, and indeed it seemed to help Ben too.
"Thanks, Jane," Ben smiled, taking her hand pulling into a hug. "You really have come a long way from the shy girl that used to hide in the walls." he noted with a smile.
"Force of habit," Jane laughed nervously, mentally slapping herself for not even noticing the Nanochip that had been with her the whole time.
"My point is that you really are helpful. And not just to the animals and me," Ben explained. "You really do care for everyone, no matter who they are."
"Indeed!" Skurd piped up from the Omnitrix. For once, Ben didn't tell him to be quiet. "You, my dear, have a heart of pure gold as big as the sun!"
"Now don't go stealing my ghoul on me," Ben chided him with a slightly serious tone. Skurd gave him a mock salute and fell silent once more, silently awaiting for what he hoped would happen.
"If only I could somehow get all ghouls to behave," Ben said to himself.
"Simple," Jane replied. "Establish an alpha couple; you and one of us." she answered.
Ben blinked and processed the thought. "Um, okay. That was surprisingly easy," he said. "I'll wait until this whole mess is over with though." he said with a smile. "And seriously, thanks." he added. He then quickly moved his face forward and caught Jane's lips in his own. Jane was stunned to say the least, but quickly leaned into the kiss, turning red as Skurd gushed and cheered from Ben's wrist.
"Ooh! Such drama!" he practically squealed with delight.
General Bloodgood impatiently tapped her boot. Twyla was not normally one to be late for such an important meeting. Then again, this was her leader she was talking about; she must have her reasons for being late. That still didn't excuse her absence. If she were still Headmistress, she would have put the Boogey Girl in detention five minutes ago, knowing it was for the best. With sigh, Bloodgood impatiently leaned again Nightmare's sturdy side, thankful to at least still have her trusted compainion with her; the memories of a horrible attack on Monster High, twisted horrors of the Normie world attacking and slaughtering them without mercy, came back to her. The cries of staff and students alike screaming as their lives were ended and how she could do nothing to save them all. If only Ben had been there to help, she might have been able to save more than the few she had managed to save. She and the survivors had managed to escape New Salem just as Zs'Skayr finished taking it over, unfortunate Monsters forced to work as a labor force and even food to horrible Ectonurite.
Thankfully, they had come upon the survivors of the attack on the warehouse, those that had fought Zs'Skayr and his army head on and had managed to survive. And through a series of events she didn't want to go into further, they had formed the Rebellion for what it was today. Strict and disciplined were the troops to the point where they seemed like mindless drones, and she herself was ready for just about anything that she could come across.
"Sorry I'm late."
With a startled yelp, Bloodgood jumped free from Nightmare, her head popping free from her body and rolling across the floor as the horse whined and reared, swinging her forelegs wildly at the ghostly figure appeared out of the floor before them. The figure moved back out of the range of the terrified horse before becoming solid again, turning dark hues of black and blue with wide green eyes and an insect-like body as its wings wrapped around it like a cloak. "Did I startle you?" Big Chill asked with slight concern.
"Not in the least," Bloodgood denied as her body tried to find her head again. "What are you doing here, Mr. Tennyson?"
"Ah, so you didn't get the memo," the Necrofriggian sighed as a green light engulfed him and changed him back into her Ben. "Twyla is taking the day off for health reasons," he explained. "As of now, until the end of the day, I am your leader."
"While I respect your many accomplishments, Mr. Tennyson, I refuse to take orders form a teenager." Bloodgood grumbled, her body finally finding her head and placing it back on her shoulders.
"You wouldn't be saying that if you knew I temporarily was the President of the Earth in the future," Ben smirked. "And beside, you already take orders from Twyla, who's technically a tennager. What's the difference with little old me?"
"Other than the fact that you have the ability to change into extraterrestrial life forms?" Bloodgood asked before finally giving in. "Did Twyla fill you in on what is happening today?" she asked.
Ben nodded. "A mission to scour an abandoned city for supplies and survivors?" he confirmed. Bloodgood sighed with relief; perhaps he wasn't a total fool after all.
"Yes. As you know, it is imperative we search the place before Zs'Skayr's army occupies and destroys any hope of finding what we want. I suggest you head out in a few hours so you will make it before sundown. You can search the city in the morning."
"What's the difference?" Ben joked.
Bloodgood rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes. Now then, I shall gather the necessary supplies and will be accompanying-"
The ex-headmistress never got to finish her sentence before Ben activated the Omnitrix and slapped the activation button, being engulfed in a bright green light as alien DNA was injected into his blood stream. His fingers hardened into sharpened blades as a long, whip-like tail sprouted from the base of his spine and stretched out a couple feet. His toes ripped out of his shoes and melted into four claws, two in front, two in back. The ball of his heel crunched forward, moving under his foot bones and becoming perfectly round and smooth, suddenly separating itself from his foot and held there by his curved toes. Ben felt his skull stretch back into a sharp point and his legs bent backwards. A pointy, black helmet with a slide down mask materialized on his head and a tight, black and green body suit appeared on himself, the Omnitrix and Skurd appearing on his chest, completing his transformation.
"I'll muster the troops, you wonder where Nightmare is!" XLR8 quipped before shooting off in a black and blue blur, faster than Bloodgood could blink. Confused, and slightly irritated by his words, Bloodgood glanced around the empty hanger to notice she was in fact the only one; her faithful companion had fled the scene.
"Not again." she sighed.
Bloodgood had to admit that Ben definitely had gotten very good at using his alien powers; the way he effortlessly breathed out an icy vapor that quickly froze into a sort of slide was more than enough proof. She watched from Nightmare's back as Arctiguana whooped with joy and breathed a barrel roll around her, riding the slide of ice like a snowboard.
Other than the Polar Manzardil, Skelita and Nefera had also come along for the mission. While Bloodgood objected and claimed that they would need more troops and back up for the mission, Ben would have nothing to hear of it; according to him, the best offense was a good defense, which actually made sense to Bloodgood. If they remained rooted to where they were, without any hope of being moved, Zs'Skayr would eventually get careless and slip up. It was a small ray of hope, by Bloodgood welcomed it; as long as the Rebellion base was heavily defended and protected, they would wait out this war.
She urged Nightmare forward, running even with Skelita and Nefera who shared a snowmobile that was painted green and black. The entire Rebellion had been a constant reminder of Ben; the standard uniforms were all black and green, Ben's signature colors, the symbol of the Rebellion was the Omnitrix, and then there were the hundreds of inventions in Ghoulia's lab. Not only was Ben an inspiration to the Rebellion, but it was certainly priceless to see Zs'Skayr's frustrated face when he had a constant reminder of his arch enemy waved around in his face everywhere he looked.
After a few hours of traveling, stopping for a break and a recharge on the Omnitrix's account, they finally arrived at the city. Most, if not all, of the surrounding suburbs had been completely obliterated, leaving nothing but massive piles of rubble that surrounded the city like a moat. The city itself was relatively small, mostly businesses and skyscrapers that had almost all of their windows smashed and broken. A sense of hopelessness hung over the town, as if daring anyone to even attempt to be cheerful.
"Stick together." was all Bloodgood said before the group edged forward, Nefera and Skelita abandoning the snowmobile at the edge of the rubble. The group continued onward, carefully making their way to the city limits through the maze of broken glass, sharp wires, splintered wood and smashed dry wall. The group traveled in stunned silence as the frozen wind blew across the desolate landscape, biting their faces with a million, tiny, invisible mouths.
"It is silencioso," Skelita said after a long while. "Too silencioso."
"Usually whenever someone says that, something bad happens." Nefera cautioned the skeleton.
"And when someone acknowledges it, it usually gets worse." Ben added nervously. Just as soon as he said the words, there came a loud, horrible crashing sound as something moved through the rubble towards them, smashing straight through a pile of dry wall and wood with a loud bang. Ben coughed and shielded his eyes to look at the attack and visible winced upon seeing it; it was a large, Corrodium infected Vulpimancer covered in thick, shaggy purple colored fur, large pieces of it torn free and exposing sickly looking, pink flesh. The beast had two pairs of large canine teeth curving up over the top lip and wicked looking claws. A long tail with a sharp spike at the end curled out from the end of the spine, blades poking out at the elbows and ankles of the creature.
"Nobody make any sudden moves," Ben instructed quietly, casting a specific look at Bloodgood and Nightmare. "I think I got an alien to help us." He slowly moved his hand to the Omnitrix and turned it on, the sound catching the mutant Vulpimancer's attention as he focused on Ben. He soon came across the desired alien and slowly pressed the activation button, a startling green light washing over him and changing his DNA. His skin hardened and turned a blueish-purple in color, a few dark spots appearing on his expanding shoulders. Muscles piled themselves onto his chest and arms, metallic nozzles sprouting from his shoulders and arms and connecting directly into his bloodstream. More nozzles formed on his body, his feet forming large single toes as he lost a single digit on his finger. A green colored containment suit of some kind, green gauntlets forming on his wrists and white gloves on his hands. The finally pieces of the transformation were more nozzles on his head, shoulders, and body and the Omnitrix and Skurd forming near his mouth, acting like a gas mask of some kind.
"Everyone! Plug your noses!" Skurd cried, pinching his little tentacle over what seemed to be his nose. "Save yourself from the horrible stench!"
"Hey, it ain't my fault," Gutrot shot back as the chemical contents of his insides mixed together into some noxious mix. The ghouls all held their noses and prepared for the worst to happen as Gutrot quickly curled up into a ball and opened up the nozzles on his body, thick jets of poisonous smelling gas hissing out and enveloping the surrounding area. The Vulpimancer roared and charged right into the pernicious cloud of gas before whimpering like a puppy and running away from the group, swatting painfully at its sensitive nose.
"Aw, Ben! What is that!?" Nefera gagged, waved her head in front of her face and coughing horribly.
"Just some Sulfur Dioxide," Gutrot said nonchalantly. "Don't ask me how I know, or how I do it. Hey, your gas is as good as mine!" Gutrot cracked up. None of the ghouls laughed.
"Geez, tough crowd." the alien grumbled.
"To be fair, you've only used that the joke 563 times," Skurd informed. "And it was only funny the first two."
"I thought it was funny." Gutrot grumbled as the group moved on, the horrible stench of Sulfur clinging to their clothes and keeping the rogue mutants at bay. After about an hour of picking their way through the rubble they finally reached the very edge of the city, walking onto a desolate road that curved its way between the small businesses and skyscrapers. Hollow wind blew between the tall buildings, kicking up clouds of dust and lose litter. "This looks promising." said Nefera, her voice full of sarcasm.
"We must stay quiet," Blood instructed from Nightmare's back. "We don't to attract any unnecessary attention." she added, a loud buzzing sound filling the air.
"Ya had ta jinx us." Gutrot sighed as a large swarm of mutant Lepidopterrans swooping down from the sky. Each insect had another pair of eyes in addition to their four other eyes, spikes poking out at their joints and back. To make matters worse, they had a second tail coming out from their back, also tipped with a large stinger. Acidic saliva dripped from their mouths that hissed when it dropped to the ground. Thinking fast, Skelita whipped out her guns and fired off a round into the swarm, about half a dozen of the alien insects falling to the ground, dead. Now that they had a chance to get their heads in the game, the others quickly leaped into the fray.
A Lepidopterran swooped free from the sky, swooping low and charging head on at Nefera. The mummy quickly drew out her swords and swiped at its right wing as she rolled out of the way and grounded it. The insect screeched and raced towards her on its legs, swiping madly at her with its claws and shooting acidic slime from its eyes. Nefera dodged most of the attacks, crossing her blades in front of her face to block a lucky shot from the eyes. The acid dripped down to the pavement, eating right through it as Nefera dropped her prized swords. Now, she was defenseless. At least, up against a fully healthy Lepidopterran.
With a smirk on her face, the Lepidopterran rushed at her again and ducked under it, giving several quick jabs to the vulnerable underbelly. She just barely dodged the twin stingers before popping back up, back flipping into the air and landing a deadly blow to the Lepidopterran's back. A sickening crunch filled the air as the insect dropped unmoving to the ground, Nefera posing proudly with her foot on its head.
"Wow," Gutrot marveled as another mysterious gas mixed about inside of him. "Just when I thought she couldn't get any hotter."
"Stop oggling at the woman and get back to the fight!" Skurd roared, stretching himself out over Gutrot's body and changing his right arm into the Bloxx Lobber. The alien quickly fired off a couple shots at the few Lepidopterrans that got to close, the hard blocks hitting them in the face and sending them out of the fight. The insect's numbers were dropping, but they were slowly starting to get the upper hand. Bloodgood raced through the swarm of mutants on Nightmare, slashing her sword and lashing out with her whip with surprisingly deadly accuracy. She lashed her whip out at a fleeing Lepidopterran and the end wrapped around the twin stingers. She yanked back and whipped the insect over her head, throwing it around as if it were a lasso and smacking it into its attacking comrades. She took out a considerable amount of the mutant insects as Nightmare crushed any unfortunate enough to be under her hooves.
"We could really use that gas right now, Ben!" Nefera yelled, ducking down to avoid a Lepidopterran that dove at her, taking several bullets to its exoskeleton before dropping dead to the ground.
"Got it!" Gutrot exclaimed, Skurd changing his arm back to normal just as a cloud of disgusting green gas poured out of his nozzles. The battle paused for a moment, the ghouls and Lepidopterrans taking a quick sniff before the insects all began crying out and gagging, dropping one by one to the ground, the life completely drained out of them. "Gotta love Lepidopterran poison." Gutrot sighed as a green light washed over him and reverted him back to normal. "Now lets hurry up before run into anymore of them."
"Perhaps if you changed into Wildmutt or Blitzwolfer?" Skelita suggested.
Ben nodded and cycled through his roster before coming across the desired alien and slapping the activation button. He felt himself taller and much more muscled as gray colored fur sprouted all over his body. His face bulged forward into a pointed muzzle, lined with sharp canine teeth as a black nose formed on the end. Organs sloshed around inside him and bones crunched and ground together as he felt said muzzle split into four ways and his fingers become longer and tipped with razor sharp claws that could easily slice through most objects. His toes melted into two, large talons as a third sprouted from his heel and a long, furry tail grew from the base of his spine. A mane of fur rose from the back of his neck as spikes rose from his elbows and shoulders. A green and black suit appeared on his body with green wrists bans and a collar around his neck with the Omnitrix symbol on it.
"Alright nose, don't fail me now," Blitzwolfer growled, dropping down to all fours and sniffing the ground, sniffing around the carcasses that dotted the battlefield. He continued off into the city, with the ghouls following behind him, his tail swishing back and forth as he searched. "I smell some food . . . . I think it's still edible. Coincidentlally, it's near a large amount of gasoline and fuel. A gas station, I think," the Loboan relayed to the ghouls. "And . . . . I think I smell some monsters . . . . and they're still alive!" he cried, bounding off into the city before the ghouls could come up with a plan.
"Ben! Stop! Halt! Come back! SIT!" Bloodgood roared for all she was worth, but the Loboan didn't stop moving and was soon out of sight. Without a word, Skelita rushed after him, her bones making a constant sound inside of her leather outfit.
"Doesn't anyone listen to me anymore!?" Bloodgood cried.
"Aw, man. Not the sewers!" Blitzwolfer whimpered upon coming to the open manhole. He had followed the scent of the monsters throughout the entire city, running past convenience stores and ransacked gas stations, towering skyscrapers and parking garages. He then came upon an empty intersection littered with the remains of broken down cars, their windows all broken and their contents most likely looted. He had ignored them however and focused on the open manhole cover, of which the smell was coming from.
"Ben," Skelita's gasped, coming from behind him. He turned just as the Omnitrix timed out, changing back into his human form as Skelita staggered up to him, tired and her chest heaving, despite not having any lungs (or did she?). "I'm coming with you." she managed to say. Ben nodded and jumped down the manhole without another thought and landing on the walkway with squish; Skelita landed next to him.
"Please no sewer jokes," she asked politely.
"Smells like a plan!" Ben joked, Skelita throwing him a look. "Seriously, it reeks down here. You'd think after 50 years without usage the sewer would have become less . . . . sewer-y." Skelita ignored the comment pushed onwards. Since the Omnitrix was on time out, they had to settle for walking around aimlessly in the labyrinth of sewer tunnels, searching for the lost monsters while simultaneously trying to avoid the unidentifiable puddles and stains that covered the walkways on either side of the main canal. They pair tried to ignore the smell as much as possible, but it seemed to have a way of working into every nook and cranny on them; first they would do when they got back to the base was burn their clothes, give the Omnitrix a power wash, and take about a hundred showers to attempt to even make the stink less stinky.
"Lets just hope we don't run into any alligaotrs down here," Ben muttered after a while, dripping sounds echoing through the tunnels.
"Alligators?" Skurd asked curiously.
"Yeah, I heard some people get alligators as pets. And when they can't keep them anymore they flush 'em down the toilet and they end up here, where they become gigantic," Ben explained. "Imagine coming across a giant, mutant alligator!"
"If you are done filling my head with terrifying images, I think I shall be making a hasty retreat!" Skurd said worriedly, and oozing to the end of Ben's hand, prepared to jump off and run away. Ben grabbed in the nick of time and stuck him firmly back on the Omnitrix. "Seriously? You don't flinch when we fight Vilgax and you sudden get scared when I talk about alligators?"
"You've got that fancy watch of yours! You don't even get a close up look of their teeth!" Skurd argued.
"How do you even know what an alligator looks like?"
"I spent some time in your sewers before coming across that gigantic buffon Trumbipulor, not that you need to know." Skurd huffed, folding his tentacles over his chest and turning away.
"Wait, you use to work for that guy?" Ben asked.
"None of your business!"
"Silencioso!" Skelita hissed, silencing both of them and putting up a hand for them to stop. "I think I heard something." The trio remained silent, trying to sift through the disgusting noises of the sewer with their ears. After a few minutes, they managed to pick out a distinct sound between the constant dripping: footsteps. And they were running.
Now that they had a lead, they ran like the wind, following the sound of the footsteps through the maze of the slime coated tunnels, slipping every now and then before climbing back to their feet and nearly losing their lunches. After a while, they managed to catch up with the source of the footsteps, a woman of average height wrapped in a dull brown cloak; Skelita couldn't quite put her finger on it, but there was something about her that made something in the back of her mind itch. The itching continued to get bigger and bigger as they managed to get closer and closer to the fleeing woman.
Then the cloak lifted up just enough for Skelita to see a bone white bone underneath the clothing.
By the time she recognized who it was, Ben had already activated the Omnitrix and was engulfed in a flash of green light. He felt his flesh become slightly squishy and more stretchable, glancing as he turned a dark green in color, parts of his hips, shoulders, wrists, and knees turning black. Large, red and yellow thorns ripped out of his shoulders and arms as he grew taller and taller, his head just barely scraping the low ceiling of the sewer. His hands turned into yellow claws covered by a dull orange covering with small spikes on his knuckles as fleshy thorns popped out of his disappearing knee caps and melting toes. His entire skeleton seemed to vanish completely to be replaced by something like the stem of a plant. His felt his head become engulfed in a flesh flap as his ebbing skull became pointed and brightly colored. The flap suddenly split open, forming into a kind of collar as the Omnitrix and Skurd appeared on his stomach, finishing the transformation.
With a grunt, Swampfire tackled the figure to the ground, pinning her legs to the ground with his knees and holding their shoulders firmly as he attempted to remove the cloak that covered the person's face, all while they cried out in some foreign language Ben didn't completely understand.
"Ben! Get off! That is mi Mamá!" Skelita exclaimed, rushing over to the struggling pair and pulling the Methanosian off of her poor mother.
"Who-with-the-what-now?" he asked, stunned.
"Mamá!" Skelita cried, helping her shaking mother to her feet. "It is me, your hija Skelita! Do you recognize me?" the skeleton asked desperately, her voice full of worry and concern. The woman remained silent, studying Skelita intently while glancing back at Swampfire every now and then.
"Mi niña," the woman cried happily, pulling Skelita into a tight hug and sobbing uncontrollably. "I never thought I would see you once more!" she wept.
"Mamá, I am fine. I was with Ben and the Rebellion," Skelita explained, gesturing a hand towards Swampfire, who gave a sheepish wave.
"Skelita, is this your boyfriend? A plant?" Mrs. Calaveras asked with disbelief.
"Si y no," Skelita said, her face turning red. "He is my boyfriend, but he is not a plant. He just happens to have device that can turn him into different creatures. Aliens, to be more specific."
"Is there anything else about this loco tale I should know about?"
"He is also from another universe."
Mrs. Calaveras sighed and held her head in her bony hands, quietly murmuring to herself over her daughter's insanity. "Aie yi yi, hija. You have become loco!' she exclaimed with worry.
" Mamá, it is true!" Skelita argued, stepping back over to Swampfire. "Watch!" she yelled, clenching her skeletal fingers in a fist and smacking it hard against the Omnitrix that resided on the Methanosian's chest. Swampfire cried out as the familiar green light washed over, briefly changing him back into Ben before injecting alien DNA into his bloodstream. His skin started to harden, becoming unbearably hot and solid as rock. It suddenly split apart, floating like bath toys on a rapidly appearing magma sea. Hot, molten lava swirled and pushed it's way through the cracks and crevices of his skin as Ben's bones literally melted away. His hair began to burn, smoke curling lightly off it until it burst into flames, causing Mrs. Calavera to yelp in surprise. His fingers disappeared altogether as white hot lava covered them and solidified into a sort of gelatin like substance. His toes melted into two digits that resembled claws as his eyes turned bright yellow and the Omnitrix and Skurd appeared on his chest, completing the transformation.
"What do you think now?" the Pyronite asked with a slightly smirk.
"It think you just doomed us all, dear boy!" Skurd cried. "This tunnel is filled with methane gas!"
"Who-with-the-what-now?"
Nefera was just grabbing the last of the gasoline and stuffing it into Nightmare's saddle bag when the entire world thundered and shook. She fell to the ground, scrapping her hands and elbows Nightmare panicked and fell to the ground with Bloodgood bouncing off, her head coming free. The gas station they raided crumbled to the ground under the shock waves as a loud boom! filled the air. The road jutted up and splintered into hundreds of pieces as gaping holes that led down into the sewers opened up.
"What the Sphinx was that!?" Nefera cried out when the shaking stopped, slowly picking herself up and hissing at her bleeding bruises.
"I can't imagine," Bloodgood's voice came from somewhere as her body stumbled about, trying to find her head. "But since it came from the sewers, I'd assume Ben and Skelita ran into some trouble.
"You have no idea," a raspy voice coughed. Nefera turned to see a fiery hand come over the edge of one of the holes in the road, another hand joining it before Heatblast's head appeared. Skelita soon joined him, her bones blackened and parts of her leather outfit burned away to reveal white rib bones. Another skeletal woman, her bones also blackened from the explosion, appeared next to her, Heatblast pulling her full body weight out of the hole with ease.
"What happened to you three?" Nefera asked, bewildered. "And who's your friend?"
"Well, to answer your second question, this is Skelita's mother," Heatblast explained, brushing his scorched rocks off. "And to answer your first, Skelita accidentally changed me into Heatblast when her mom didn't believe her about, well, me. And, well, things ended with a bang, if you will."
"You really must stop telling jokes, Benjamin," Bloodgood sighed as her body finally found her head and reattached it to herself. "Mrs. Calaveras, are you the only survivor of your group?"
The skeletal woman sadly nodded as the Omnitrix deactivated and returned Ben back to normal. Mrs. Calaveras jumped at the sudden change, looking stunned upon seeing Ben in his human form. Ben rolled his eyes and walked over to Nightmare. "Do we got everything we need?" he asked.
"I think so." Nefera answered.
"Good," Ben sighed, rubbing his temples. "Lets get the Sphinx out of here."
Twyla slowly cracked open her eyes and looked around her dark room. It was one of the few rooms in the entire base that had no light source at all; it was unnecessary as Twyla could see in the dark as if it were daytime. She sat up in her queen sized bed and rubbed her eyes, looking into the darkness. Everything seemed normal. She didn't find anything out of the ordinary.
Then what woke her up?
A loud tremor shook the underground base, shaking dust lose from her ceiling. Worry now creeping inside of her like a virus, she reached under her pillow and pulled her pistol, turning off the safety setting and cocking it, ready to fire. Dressed in nothing but black short and a tank top, she rushed to the front of her room and out the automatic door, running down the hall towards the base's entrance, where the disturbance was coming from. She passed several soldiers getting ready for battle; none of them gave a second glance at her unusual attire, it must have been that dangerous.
She finally came into the blistering cold, ignoring the way her skin felt in the biting wind, and gazed upon the battlefield with horror. Hundreds of bodies dotted the area, most them thankfully being mutants and Ectonurite dust. What worried her the most however, were the number of tanks a large scythe painted on their sides that lined up the back, cutting off any escape. And as if to make things worse, the attack's leader seemed to really have a bone to pick with the Rebellion.
"Come out with Tennyson bound and gagged and I might let you live!" Viktor roared, shaking a mighty fist from the safety of one of the tanks. Twyla frowned and narrowed her single eye before diving head first into the battle, killing a foolish Aerophibian with a single shot before taking on one of the few mutant Vaxasaurians; the beasts had spikes all over their bodies had a large shell on their backs, thick clubs on their tails and second pair of smaller pair of arms under their even bigger ones. She shot several rounds at the mutant's face before ramming her head into the creature's chest and wincing at the throbbing pain that entered it. She stumbled back and rolled to the side just int time avoid a gigantic fist that came crashing back down. With a grunt, Twyla jumped onto the creature's fist and ran up its arm, shooting several rounds at the mutant Vaxasaurian's eyes and jumping onto its head. She jabbed a fist into the beast's jaw and kicked it in the back of the head before jumping back down to the ground and grabbing it by the tail. With a grunt, she slowly flipped the Vaxasaurian over her shoulder and threw it to the ground, blasting it in the face again and finally killing it.
Breathing heavily, she dodged an attack from an Arachnichimp and shot a single blast o bright orange plasma at the alien's head, killing it before wrestling a Vulpimancer to the ground. A little ways over, Hoodude and Heath were using their usual tactic in a fight; Hoodude would first touch or tackle a random mutant before Heath subjected him to severe amounts of pain he couldn't feel, or throw the voodoo doll into the fray where he was attacked by the mutants, the hideous creatures unknowingly killing their own pack mates.
Gil, with his head now clearer than before, was using his Orishan gauntlets to blast away at the army, having gained much better control over them than last time. He blasted out a jet of pressurized water at a Lepidopterran, grounding it for Heath to finish off. He then expertly formed the water jet into a long whip, freezing the end into a ball of sharpened ice shards and swinging around, creating a wide berth around him.
Even if their incredibly weapons and impressive fighting skills, the Rebellion was slowly losing ground. The tanks at the edge of the battle were constantly firing into the battle, cutting through their numbers as well as their own without care. And still, the Rebellion fought on.
With a massive roar, an indigo colored Tyrannosaurus Rex with violet colored stripes charged through the battle, bellowing and swinging her head from side to side to knock mutants off balance before snatching an unlucky Vaxasaurian in its jaws. The dinosaur shook its head like a dog before tossing its victim back towards one of the tanks and hitting it with a lucky shot. The roared again and charged at another Vaxasaurian, only to be grabbed by the jaws and flipped onto her side. She was immediately swarmed by Vulpimancers and Lepidopterrans, the mutants, viciously biting in her flesh and tearing at her with her claws. Had it not been for a quick transformation into a spider, Jane would have surely been killed. Skittering on her eight legs, Jane ran through the snow, hating the cold feeling as she ran up the nearest leg she was positive was on her side. She scuttled up the person's leg and onto her shoulder, find herself staring right up at a large wall of pink and green.
Jane had climbed Venus, who was using the vine whip trick she had developed and perfected with Swampfire, even managing to ignite the very tip of the weapon with a lucky spark and some methane. She lashed out with her whip and wrapped it around the neck of a Vulpimancer, jumping onto its back and riding it through the battle like a crazed bull, whooping and laughing as she ran the mutant into his fellow companions until a twisted human knocked her off her ride and pinned her to the ground, roaring and attempting to bite off Venus's head. A large shadow engulfed both of them and looked up just in time for a purple colored tiger with black stripes tackle the mutant to the ground and kill with t a bite to the neck, snapping it spine in the process.
"Thanks," Venus sighed with relief. Her gratitude was short lived when a mutant Tetramand tackled Jane to the ground and pinned her there, pinning Venus to the ground as well and holding her there. All around her, her friends were losing their battles; Twyla was knocked aside like a rag doll by a mutant bear, landing in the snow unmoving; Gil was taken out by a mutant bull ridden by a twisted Arachnichimp; Heath and Hoodude were tackled and pinned to the ground by a Vaxasaurian; Jinafire was knocked out of the battle from a tank blast, landing without consciousness; even Robecca, who had managed to avoid capture for a while, was taken down by a Vulpimancer, her copper skin denting and crumbling under the alien's weight, Venus snarling at the sight of her ghoulfriend losing her beauty.
"Give up now, and I might let you live, you annoying hooligans!" Victor roared
"Not if Atomix has anything to say about it!" a slightly robotic voice yelled. Everyone that was still awake craned their heads to see a gigantic, green mushroom cloud come from the back of the battle, watching as several of the tanks went flying. A large figure jumped out from the explosion, jamming his fist into the ground and sending out a shock wave that knocked everyone off their feet. With his fists glowing green, Atomix tore through the stunned army, tearing into them without mercy and with rage burning in his beady little eyes. He launched himself at the Vaxasaurian holding Hoodude and Heath down, grabbing it by its thick neck and lifting it up above him with ease.
"Fissile Whistle!" Atomix cried out, tightening his grip before easily swinging him around and throwing the poor mutant into a tank, blowing it up and killing the alien. Barbarously, he ripped through the hordes, his chrome white body glowing a deadly grin socked, punched, kicked, and rammed anyone that got too close. He rammed his pointed head into the Vulpimancer that had taken out Robecca and gave it an upper cut to its massive jaws that sent it flying into the atmosphere.
"Girlfriend, are you alright?" he asked gently, helping Robecca to her feet.
"Fine, luv," Robecca groaned. "I think some gears of mine got knocked lose though."
"Interesting," Atomix mused. "One sec."
As soon as he said that, he shot into the air and cupped his hands together into a single large fist, smashing it down on the Vulpimance'rs skull and slamming it into the ground, killing it. Without another word, only giving a small two finger salute to Robecca, he leaped back into battle, ramming his head into the Tetramand holding Venus and Jane prisoner, whirling him around his like a pizza before throwing him into another tank, blowing it up. With the ghouls, Atomix went to finish off the rest of the tanks, throwing Victor down to the ground to deal with later. His fists glowing green, he jabbed them into the thick hulls of the tanks, sending them flying dozens, maybe even hundreds of miles into the distance with ease.
He grabbed a tank by the barrel and swung it around him, taking a horde of mutants that had been brave enough to surround him, before hurling it off beyond the horizon. He moved onto the next tank, his hot hands melting the treads and metal sides, a large explosion ripping the tank apart. He repeated the process with every tank that lined the back before moving off again to deal with the mutants, single handed.
A Tetramand roared and tried to attack Atomix from behind. Skurd quickly oozed over the oblivious alien's back and sprouted a dozen Petrosapein spikes, killing the Tetramand when he landed on them. Noticing the extra weight on his back, Atomix tore the carcass free and used it similar to a pair of nun chucks, slamming the body into a pair of Vulpimancer's and dazing them when they fell to the ground.
"Nuclear Anvil Drop!" Atomix cried as he flew into the air and dropped down onto the mutant creatures, popping his sharp elbow out for maximum damage. The Vulpimancer's squealed on landing, a loud and sickening cracking sound ringing out over the battlefield. Now dead, Atomix used the two Vulpimancers to beat other unlucky mutants over the head, clearing out half of them with ease before coming to the piece de resistance.
"HAA-MEE-NA HAA-MEE-NA HAA-MEE-NA-HA!" Atomix cried, slowly spinning his fists out in front of him as the entire leftover remains of the army charged as one at him, hellbent on at least killing him and succeed in their master's plan.
"NUCLEAR WINNER!" Atomix roared.
No one could really guess at what had happened then. Bloodgood, Nefera, and both Calaveras thought they saw a demonic being wipe out the entire army with a single blow from his mighty fist. Venus, Robecca, and Jane all claimed to have seen the very earth swallow the army whole, mercilessly torturing them beneath its. Heath and Hoodude would simply say they just saw the mother of all explosions. Whatever had happened, nobody would forget it when the entire world seemed to tremble and shake, falling apart at the scenes from the very explosion that rocked the world. Everyone within a two mile radius was blinded by the bright that followed as a loud shock wave blasted snow outwards into massive waves.
When the blinding green light finally died down and everyone could actually see their own hands in front of them, the sight that followed shocked and horrified everyone. The reason so was because there was nothing, literally no trace left of the mutant army that had invaded the Rebellion's base. All that was left, the snow having been blown out from the shear magnitude of the explosion, was Atomix, crouching low over a perfect circular shaped slab of rock. Without a word, the alien stood up and turned around on his heels, his metallic feet slamming into the bare rock with each step as he approached Victor who, for once his life, was cowering and visibly shaking as Atomix walked closer to him, bent down, and picked him up by the front of his shirt, easily lifting him up from the ground and bringing him close to his face.
"Send a message to Zs'Skayr for me," Atomix spat, his usually joyful sounding voice deep and dark like, devoid of any happiness whatsoever. "Ben 10 has returned."
Victor nervously nodded his head as Atomix slowly pulled him away from his face and easily brought him back over his shoulder, assuming a pitcher's stance as his fists glowed green once more. With a final ' HAA-MEE-NA HAA-MEE-NA HAA-MEE-NA-HA!', Atomix threw the Transylian across the horizon, watching him fly out of sight before the Omnitrix began beeping. With a final flash of green light, the magic watch changed the alien back into Ben, who had a grim and stoic look on his face. Without a word, he turned on his heel and walked over to a snowbank, gently extricating an unconscious Twyla from it and carrying her bridal style back into the base. Jinafire and Gil had come to and had seen the explosion that resulted in the entire area in front of the base entrance being blown to bits.
"Just when I thought he couldn't get any hotter," Nefera sighed lovingly.
Wow. Even I'm shocked at how I wrote this chapter. Hope it wasn't too dark for this story. Then again, the part where Ben and the Monster High gang rescued Frankie was also a tad dark.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Finals are finally over, so I was able to finish writing this and get it posted in a relatively short time.
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