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Oval Office; Washington D.C.; February 18th, 2018; 12:09AM.
"Madam President, I assure you that this is a threat that not one man can handle, certainly not a boy with a fancy watch!" the Secretary of Defense declared aloud as he was one of the few people to attend this emergency meeting of the most powerful men and women in the country, "I advise a full nuclear response, possibly even joint operations with other NATO affiliates."
"We can't jump to an all out DEFCON one until we know for sure it's our last and only option," the Vice President declared rationally, standing next to one of NASA's lead professionals.
Behind the Resolute Desk sat the President of the United States, Susan Braydon, whose had extensive meetings with this world's greatest leaders and heroes since the afternoon his armada arrived in their atmosphere. "Even at that altitude, the radiation and fall out of an attack on such a degree would irradiate Earth's atmosphere for months," one lead scientist pointed out, "The death toll will be in the millions in a best-case scenario."
The other two people in the room, perhaps not the most important but certainly the most powerful, were more than happy to participate in these discussions. "There's a very good reason that the invasion hasn't begun yet, Vilgax clearly has an ulterior motive," Gwendolyn stated firmly, now uniformed in her slick nanomechanical battle armor gifted to her by Cooper. "If we arrange an all-out strike of that caliber, we could be playing right into his hands."
Susan removed her glasses and spoke up for the first time, "What do we know about this 'Vilgax' really? Other than that he's evil?" she was clearly exhausted and used her fingers to massage the muscles beneath her temples.
Ben, who had been standing behind the President and staring off into the sky where the ships floated visibly in orbit, finally spoke up, "Chimera Sui-Generis, their planet orbits a super-massive black hole that breaches into another dimension just outside the Virgo A. Galaxy; Vilgax is the only one of his species to go through the black hole himself. If that wasn't bad enough he also augmented himself to crazy degrees with black market cybernetics and alien technology to make himself even more powerful," while reeling off all that he knew about the species, he never took his eyes off the sky outside the window, where the massive warships hovered idly over his city and every other major capitol in the world. He too had donned his almost skin-tight nanotech suit, comfortably stretching knees up to his neckline and across his torso. The emerald trimmed design running through it channeled his glowing omni-energy which increased his natural abilities he most recently acquired. "A nuclear attack is irrelevant to the discussion," Ben stated firmly.
The Vice President uncrossed his legs and turned to face the hero, "Why cant you just turn into… Chimera-whatever just like this Vilgax is and match him that way?" it was certainly a good question but, not one with a very helpful answer.
"Like I said, even if I did that, Vilgax has done unnatural things to his body in search of power… I still wouldn't be a match…" Ben never turned away from the view out the window, narrowing his eyes up the main flagship where he assumed his enemy was lurking, "Besides, Gax is far from my most powerful transformation."
Gwendolyn stood from her seat across from the President and juxtaposed to the Secretary, aiming her agreement at Susan in particular, "Ben is right, there are inter-galactic laws that have to be followed, Plumber procedure based on hostile invading forces, now that they're reinstated on Earth… those laws apply to us now more than ever."
Ben jumped in with more information than even his spouse was expecting him to deliver, keeping his thousand yard stare out the window and into the sky, "The Galactic Code of Conduct charter 272-722, ratified by the Casey-Kelly Accords, states any planetary invasion can be settled via a Conqueror's Challenge issued by either the invading armada or the planet under potential siege," he turned around to face some of the most important people in the country for the first time since he entered the room, "In short, if Vilgax wants to take control of Earth without starting a full on war with the entire Galaxy, he'll have to go through me."
The Secretary of Defense simply scoffed in response, shaking his head in disbelief, folding his arms over his chest as he spoke, "You're telling me that this reckless one on one duel is actually some sort of space law?" Gwendolyn placed a hand on his shoulder and nodded to reaffirm that this was exactly the case.
"The Galactic Code of Conduct was created following a very ancient war that nearly took life to the brink of extinction on an inter-galactic scale," Gwen glanced from him back to Susan as she continued to explain, "The Conqueror's Challenge was established later by the Galvan to further limit destruction caused by inter-planetary war…"
"And the Galvan are the small frog ones that are really smart, right?" the Secretary looked between the two heroes for a moment before receiving a response.
"The smartest species in the Universe, yes."
Susan was quiet for nearly a full minute, leaving a thick tension rolling through the air in the room, there were no easy options but, in this case she didn't have many to begin with, "Are you positive that you can win this challenge you're proposing?" she asked looking up from her desk at the hero standing beside her, finding his pupils ablaze with emerald fire.
"I've done it before, once or twice when I was just ten years old," Ben boasted but, with a serious glare and expression carried with every word, "I can handle this myself."
Susan gave a long-exasperated sigh before responding, flipping through some papers on her desk and organizing them out of habit, "I suppose you are the last living expert on Vilgax's behavioral tactics, since your late Grandfather passed away, so…" she stood up and left a hand-out for Ben to shake as she finished her sentence, "You have my full support in anything you need."
"All I need is an empty stadium, and for every nation to back down until I settle this, can I count you for that, Ma'am?" Ben waited until she sighed again, this time with a short smile, nodding as she returned the favor shaking his hand.
They shook hands as Gwendolyn, the Secretary, and Vice President watched, Ben gave as fake a smile as he could muster with all of the emotional turmoil swirling around his head, "Thank you, Madam President."
"No, thank you," she said as she let go and glanced up through the window, just before Ben reached the room's exit, Susan called out to him, "And god-speed, Ben Tennyson."
Ben gave her a nod and thumbs up as he and Gwendolyn left the Oval Office.
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Omnitrix City Limits; February 18th, 2018; 12:39AM.
Chrono-Spanner leapt into the warehouse where his guest was performing the necessary experiments, having delivered Vilgax's mutilated corpse to the mad-doctor, Animo began construction of a tissue and muscle reanimation device which would jump-start the villains already impressive healing factor. Folding his arms over his armored chest-plate, Spanner was becoming impatient as Animo put the last finishing touches on his advanced gadget. It wasn't nearly as easy to fiddle with wiring and buttons now that his fingers were as thicker than sausages but, he was quickly adapting.
The metallic operating table now in the middle of the room reeked of decomposition which made Kenneth thankful his helmet was filtered. He took a few steps forwards and analyzed the dead body lying on the table before them, the seared arm nearly burnt to a crisp, his other arm littered with deep cuts and gashes, the massive hole that opened up his entire abdomen crushing his intestines. Not wanting to blow his cover, Spanner didn't act as though he knew anything about Ben or what had happened but, in this case it was truer than ever. His parents never told him anything about this tyrant until it was too late to ask, all he knew was from the battles he witnessed as a child when the world came to an end. "Ten Thousand really did a number on him, didn't he?"
Animo didn't even look up from his device, using his large gorilla fingers with more precision than he expected, "Yes, well, the boy usually doesn't go this far, however; I heard he had his incestual girlfriend between his claws forcing the hero's hand," he chuckled maniacally at first until Spanner crossed the room getting in the doctor's face.
He wanted to slit the man's throat for what he said about his Mother but, couldn't blow his cover by showing he cared for her, grabbing the gorilla by the fur of his chest, "Don't make jokes. Finish. The. Job," he said through his teeth and beneath his helmeted mask.
Animo lifted both ape hands up in surrender, still smiling and chuckling as he did so, "The preparations are complete, now the only thing to do is wait," the doctor flipped a few switches on a large module, prompting a large claw-like extension to aim down on the corpse laid out. A crimson beam shot out from the node at the end, striking the dead body as Kenneth watched the tissue and ligaments slowly starting to reconnect to the nervous system, parts of the corpse twitching as Animo's smile only grew wider.
"How long will it take?"
Animo didn't lose his sinister grin, "Oh, only an hour or two; I've embedded the DNA of every alien Ben Tennyson has ever used into his, making him more powerful than ever!" The doctor paused and peaked back at the corpse, "Look now, he seems to already be waking up; Mister Vilgax! So nice that you could rejoin me!" one of the despots mangled eyes illuminated with a crimson aura, signifying he was already alive again.
Spanner took a few steps back, knowing what the tyrant was capable of, part of him wanted to get the job over with right then and there; no corpse means no fight which means his parents live, right? Apparently not, according to his partner in this endeavor, Ben needs to battle Vilgax publicly just as he did in the main timeline to prevent it from going into flux, the only difference is this time the job needs to be finished before the psychotic tyrant finishes his father instead. "I'm setting anonymous coordinates for his armada to find him here, any other treatment he'll need can come from them," Kenneth was tapping away on his gauntlet, projecting a miniature holo-screen for him to mimic a Vilgaxian distress signal, "If I were you, I wouldn't be here when they arrive."
"Where do I go then?" Animo proposed as he allowed the reanimation ray to fire automatically down at the now living corpse, slowly reconstituting itself.
Spanner glanced at him and shrugged, "I really don't care; you'll either die when the nukes drop, or you'll be recaptured in two maybe three years time," checking the historical records that seemed to change slightly with every step he made towards his overall goal, still nothing about the invasion had been altered yet. After this, he wanted to do as little damage to the timeline as possible, even if that meant letting a wanted criminal go free as to be captured the way time intended.
"So, I can just leave now?" Animo asked curiously.
Spanner dispersed the hologram over his gauntleted arm and sighed, "Would you like me to reconsider?" he folded his forearms over his chest plate once again, tilting his head in disbelief.
Animo threw his thick gorilla hand up in mock surrender, "No, don't mind me, I'll be out of your hair; the ray is set to complete the job unless interrupted, so with that being said," the giant ape-scientist hybrid made his way to the large steel garage door, pulling it up into the ceiling allowing him room to walk into the street freely. Not pressing his luck, he did his very best to disappear before someone spotted his new form.
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Omnitrix City; Tennyson Towers; February 18th, 2018; 11:39AM
Cooper, Lucy, and Rook were all geared up in white standard Plumber issued battle armor aside from Rook who still donned his more advanced proto-armor; still behind his desk, the Technopath allowed his fingers to fly over the holographic keys as he still confirmed with their leader if he wanted to go through with this, "Are you sure this is the best plan, I mean, announcing yourself to him and then tearing apart an entire football stadium in a 1v1?" Lucy stepped forwards imputing her own two cents.
"You'd think taking him by surprise would be our best option…" she noted as she holstered a Mark 12 Techadorian Multiblaster to her back for quick transitions, "I mean, he took you by surprise last time you fought and that went well for hi- ow!" she received an elbow to the side of her abdomen from Gwendolyn who was just passing her, referring to that traumatic day wasn't something they needed to focus on.
Julie prepped the med-bay in her white lab-coat, sorting different vials and bottles of medications, preparing for the worst while hoping for the best; Cooper noticed her standing alone and decided to shoot his shot as best he could, considering the world was possibly coming to an end. Now in his battle armor, his demeanor and posture were straightened unlike when he was behind his desk, and the suit itself did make him look a bit buffer than he naturally was as well.
"Hey," Cooper announced himself as he knocked on the doorframe approaching the head-nurse for the building, he'd always found her incredibly attractive but, with everything that had been going on, he never felt it was the right time to make his move.
Julie stopped her frantic organizing at the sound of his voice, so absorbed into having everything prepared for the worst-case scenario that she'd hardly noticed him enter the room, "Oh, h-hey," she stuttered, tucking a shoulder length lock of raven-black hair behind her ear, unbeknownst to the technopath she'd been stealing glances at him as well every time she'd been called up to the command deck but, similarly never felt it was a good time to say anything. "Sorry, I didn't see you come in."
Cooper scoffed, "It's fine, we're all a little on edge here ever since those alarms started sounding," he scratched the back of his head trying to come up with something to say as she stared up at him with her doughy brown eyes that could make him melt, "I've seen you up here more often these last few days…" he stated without even asking a question but, she caught on pretty quickly.
"Ben gave me a raise, he said I'm the only nurse in the building he trusts with his superhero business… ya know, since we dated once," Julie chuckled nervously, looking back towards a cabinet where she leisurely organized each pill bottle label facing front. "That and I saved his life," she finished with a nervous chuckle.
Cooper raised his brow, regaining his nervous composure and clearing his throat, "Oh, you and Ben- I didn't know," he laughed as he knew he wouldn't or shouldn't try to hit on his best friend's ex-girlfriend but, he ironically hadn't done the math on how long the super-powered couple had been together yet.
Julie gave a warm smile, turning to the examination table where half-a-dozen different machines hung over it, considering she'd treated Ben before in critical condition, she figured she'd rather be safe than sorry. "Relax, I meant we dated in middle school, we only really met up again last year, he didn't even know I was working for him," she finished with a giggle as Cooper reciprocated, chuckling to himself, lowering his arms to his side.
"That sure sounds like Ben," Coop responded as they both shared a short snicker together for a few seconds until it died down leaving an awkward silence drifting through the air, "Look," the technopath finally got the courage to announce gathering Julie's attention to turn to face him, "According to the future boy, a lot of bad stuff could happen today… or tomorrow… or… whatever and I guess I just don't want to miss the chance to-"
"Yes," Julie responded with a genuine smile, looking up into his eyes before taking a step closer, "I'll go out with you," she was far more confident than he was and just smart enough predict his question, even if he was about to go into potential battle. Julie had known what she wanted ever since she could remember, never hesitating to grab opportunity by the throat and seize it, "I-If that was what you were going to ask…" except all of that confidence almost always applied to her career or her studies or even her job, "I don't know, I usually feel like I know everything in my line of work but, I haven't been on a real date since High School…"
Cooper and Julie simply locked eyes with short smile, only a short foot or two apart, the technopath nodded after a few seconds of her waiting on a reply, "Ye-Yea, yes I was," he finally sputtered out, finishing with a reciprocated smile, "And neither have I…"
"Than it's a date," Julie responded, reaching out and placing a hand on his for just a moment, the briefest of moments, though the caress of her fingers pulling away from the top of his hand gave him a short wave of goosebumps, "Just try not to end up on that table, kay?" her smile lit up the room for him as he glanced behind her to the sanitized medical table.
"Of course, I'll give it my best shot, so… does… does that mean you're going to be up here with me- I mean us, a-as a part of team Ten Thousand, I mean?" nothing would ever shake the stuttering nerd out from deep within Cooper's personality.
Julie dragged her palms down her lab coat straightening it out as a giggle forced its way through her pink lips, almost as pink as the rosy, red shade her cheeks were turning, "Yea, I think so, it'll be nice to finally have my own office," she gestured around to the two-hundred square foot room around them, Cooper just now noticing that she'd begun to decorate a bit with a puppy calendar on the wall and a personalized coffee mug with the word 'Ship' painted on it within a red heart.
He reached out and grabbed the mug just as she turned to face him again, turning the mug so that the name faced her, "I didn't take you for a mechanical type?" he joked, figuring that there had to be a different reason it was painted with that word.
"Pfft," she scoffed as she reached out and gently grabbed the mug, "No, silly, Ship is the name of my dog… I'm a dog person I guess," she finished just as nervously, her cheeks remaining beat read.
"No kidding, I love dogs!"
Ben was uncharacteristically silent on the other side of the room, staring out the massive windows of the command deck, overlooking the city yet, staring up into the clouds instead where the enemy was ever looming, "Can't seem to take your eyes off them, huh?" Gwen noted as she approached his left side, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"This is all happening too early, something isn't right about all of this, Plumber security discovered only point-three seconds of missing security footage but, I can't figure out any of my enemies that are capable of stealing his corpse so quickly," Benjamin wasn't just staring into space, he was pensively thinking how all of this could be happening so soon compared to the timeline they visited in the future. "Any luck on finding Animo? We know he's part of this, somehow."
Gwen simply shook her head and hugged her arms, staring out the window but, down at the street as a streak of black and blue moved through the roads at over a hundred times the speed limit, and within seconds the speedster was in the room with them. Returning to normal in a flash of emerald light, Kenneth gave a smile as he approached his parents with his hands on his hips, "Hey guys, heard the sirens, saw the ships… what's going on?" he faked his curious panic, looking between the two slightly older heroes.
Ben didn't hesitate to answer as he turned around for the first time to face Ken, looking into his eyes with a serious expression on his face, "An old enemy of mine has escaped, I need you to stay here with your Mother, I cant risk either of you being hurt," he insisted but, had already spoken to Gwendolyn about it and she agreed to watch over Kenneth and the Tower while he handled business.
"What? But I could totally help!" He turned to his Mother with an unfair sigh, "C'mon, Mom, you don't really want to be left out of the action too, do you?" he was hoping that she would agree with him but, instead received a shaking head. He needed to be there for the battle or else things would just end the same way they did in the future.
Gwendolyn put a hand on his shoulder and looked into his eyes, matching her own shade of green more than her fiancé, she grimaced, "Vilgax is ruthless, he would do anything to hurt your Father, even if that means using us to get to him, as much as I'd love to be by his side…" she glanced back up at Ben who was watching her explain herself proudly, both being mature enough to understand, "We're both better off here, where it's safe."
Recalling the massive crater that this district becomes after the oncoming battle, he sighed and folded his arms, thinking of a new strategy.
Ben strutted across the room casually, keeping his pent-up rage saved for the upcoming battle, he sighed as he walked into the med-bay nodding at Cooper who took on a more serious expression, "It's time."
Cooper approached the command deck and began running algorithms as well as unmasking the omni-energy signature that Vilgax typically used to track him, practically shouting his name from the rooftops to get the warlords attention. "Energy signature cloak deactivated, you're good to go."
"Once I do, initiate Babel Protocol, nothing comes in or goes out until I get back," Ben ordered as he didn't leave much room for arguments, Gwendolyn pulled him to the side after receiving a dutiful nod from the technopath.
Locking her arm around his, they walked back towards the windows as she spoke, "I… I don't even know what to say, what if this is what kills you, what if this is how Kenneth grows up without parents?" she worriedly whispered toward him.
"That's why you and the baby are staying here, just like Ken," he placed a hand gently over her stomach, grazing his fingertips over the abdomen of her black blouse, "I can't let anything happen to you, to either of you, that's why you have to promise me that you wont engage, no matter what happens to me."
"Please, don't talk like that," her hand instinctively wrapped itself around the fingers that caressed her stomach, "You'll win, you always do."
Ben didn't plan on leaning in but, as her arm snaked its way around his neck, it only closed the distance between their two faces. Slowly brushing their lips together at first, before leaning in deeper, his hands reaching up to stroke her cheeks with his thumbs slowly. As they pulled apart for air, he couldn't help but whisper, "I love you," with his forehead placed firmly against hers, breathing in her essence and fragrant perfume.
Kenneth turned around, narrowing his eyes at the switches laid out by the exit where he already knew the Babel activation lever was installed, "Fan-freaking-tastic," he whispered to himself; he needed to find a less conspicuous way out of the building without let his Mother catch on.
Ben adjusted the dial on his Omnitrix; Cooper, Gwendolyn, Lucy, Rook, Julie, and Kenneth all lined up in front of him, they all met his gaze lit ablaze with emerald fire, "This isn't going to be easy; it may not even be a winnable situation but, you are Earth's last line of defense if I don't… make it," he emphasized the last part of his sentence while staring directly into his son's eyes.
"We will not let you down, sir," Rook reassured him with a salute.
Kenneth took a deep breath, lunging forward to wrap the hero in a tight embrace around his torso, "I believe in you," he whispered over his shoulder.
Ben reciprocated, smiling as he patted the younger man's back, separating as his eyes quickly looked over each member of his team, "Wish me luck," he finished as he transformed instantly, the flash of light hardly bothering the group as they'd more than gotten used to it, from the glow a black and white blur dashed out of the building.
Kenneth backed away as they all watched him leave, "durum lumen illusio," he whispered as he stepped back even further, he left behind an after image of himself which remained active and animate while the original backed out of sight. He transformed into Big Chill and flew upwards as quickly as possible, escaping the building just before Cooper flipped the switch.
"Babel Protocol Engaged," an automated female voice announced itself to the entire building and its staff, "Please Step Away From All Exits Or Entrances," the hundreds of men and women working within the building had already been briefed on all security protocol and understood the severity of the situation.
Every window, door, garage, and back-alley crawlspace became shuttered over with layers of Infinitum lined sheets of metal, the aforementioned alloy being one of the most durable in the Galaxy used mainly for Tetramandian engine-blocks and melee weapons, like their infamous War Hammers. The top of the tower sprouted a singular pole which extended and opened out into a satellite dish of some-sort, only it emitted a massive beam of emerald energy that fell down around the tower as an indestructible dome.
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MetLife Stadium; East Rutherford, New Jersey; February 18th, 2018; 12:00PM.
Before dashing into the center of the stadium, XLR8 quickly did a perimeter search and found that the surrounding neighborhoods had been evacuated overnight as he requested, only for a few miles and as best they possibly could. He hoped choosing a large stadium would limit the surrounding collateral damage but, he wouldn't know for sure until the battle began.
Ben lifted his forearm up to face the Omnitrix dial, looking deep into its glowing energetic core, "Access Cosmic Playlist," he commanded down to the device bonded to him.
A female voice identical to Trix's announced, "This Playlist Is Locked and Unavailable."
He narrowed his eyes as his stare deepened, gathering the conviction to go through with what he was requesting, "Command Function Override: Code 10," Ben spoke down to the Omnitrix which immediately recognized his voice and code, giving him access to the playlist of his choice.
After the invasion of the Highbreed, and the delegation of alien life coexisting on Earth with humans, the President and even Ben himself were more eager than ever to catalogue the aliens in this Omnitrix, and thusly every sentient species in the known Universe, to ensure countermeasures could be taken. Even if some of these transformations had no possible counter measure conceivable by humanity. Ben opted to lock away his five most powerful transformations within a secret playlist that not even Gwendolyn knew about, these five species were amongst the most destructive and capable in the Universe, he truly hoped they'd never need to see the light of day.
With a signature hum and a massive genetic explosion of power shooting up into the sky as a beam of omni-energy, if this didn't get Vilgax's attention, nothing certainly would; "Playlist Cosmic Now Available."
Ben floated a foot off the ground using his ability of flight, taking a sitting position in the air, even crossing his legs, "Come and get me, bastard."
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Omnitrix City; Tennyson Towers; February 18th, 2018; 12:01PM
Suddenly, an alarm chime went off even as Gwendolyn, Lucy, Rook, and a hard-light copy of Ken watched the satellite footage of MetLife waiting for the battle to begin. Cooper raised his brows at the caller I.D and glanced up at the red-head too distracted to hear the call, "Uh, I know this is a really bad time but, Ben's parents are calling… his Mom…" he emphasized as Gwendolyn barely tore her gaze off the holographic screen crossing the room in a few seconds, bringing up a smaller holographic projection.
Gwen took a breath and regained her composure, pressing the answer button illuminated in green, "Hello?"
"Gwen? Is that you, hun?" Saundra practically shouted through the noise in the background of her call, "Hold on!" after a few seconds there was a door heard shut in the background before she continued talking, "Sorry, those giant ships are so loud in the sky… where's Ben?" she asked with a tone that screamed that she already likely knew what he was doing.
"He's busy," she sugar coated, folding her arms over her chest, "What can I do for you Aunt Saundra?" they had never had the best relationship and showed little support for her and even their own son as he created an entire city in the name of peace, it just wasn't enough for them.
The line was silent for a few seconds before she continued, "I know where Ben is… is he really going to fight that thing again?" there were helicopters surrounding the stadium making a spectacle of the ensuing battle by broadcasting it around the world. "He nearly died the last time, you were nearly-"
Suddenly, the phone was snatched from Saundra's hands as Natalie quickly took the small projector from her sister-in-law, talking directly to her daughter, "Why aren't there more people on that field with him? The military? The police? Or even the Plumbers… We've always told you to leave these types of things to the professionals!" she was freaking out as per usual when her neurotic personality kicked into high gear.
"Urgh! We are the professionals now!" Gwendolyn shouted unable to turn away as the projector was coming straight up from Coop's desk, "I have an entire team working with me, there are intergalactic laws that I wouldn't expect you to care about, considering you never even bothered to care about us!" she spat venom with every word as five years of resentment flooded back at the worst possible time.
Cooper raised his brows even higher, rolling out of his chair and stepping away from the scene, shifting towards the holodeck where the satellite footage of MetLife was being displayed.
"Gwendolyn Tennyson watch how you speak to your mother!" Natalie shouted with a shocked gasp, watching as her daughter rolled her eyes in response to her attempt to reprimand her.
The experienced mage scoffed with a light chuckle, "I'll let you know when I hear from her, my Mom hasn't spoken to me in almost four years," Gwendolyn didn't give any time for a rebuttal as she swiped her hand over the projector, effectively hanging up the call on her mid-sentence.
Gwendolyn noticed how Kenneth was oddly to himself spite hearing her argue with essentially Grandparents he never knew, a bit odd but, if their relationship with their parents was this strained, maybe he didn't care to hear from the either. Regardless, she made her way to the holodeck where she, and the rest of the world, watched in wait for the battle of the ages to commence.
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Omnitrix City Limits; February 18th, 2018; 12:17PM.
A beam of energy shot down from the sky above like a bolt of lightning, teleporting a single lanky, pasty mutated person followed by six or seven orange drones; this person was not robotic though, about seven feet tall and garbed in all black robes, his belt lined with buttons. He held a radar in his hands, tracking something thoroughly, homing in on a specific energy signature, "Through here!" he shouted in a rather raspy voice, pointing at a closed garage door to a large warehouse, "Open it!" he commanded as the droids blasted open the lock and pulled the shutter upwards revealing an abandoned laboratory.
On a giant metallic slab was a creature hidden in the shadows, lying dormant and facing the ceiling, the lanky man approached from behind and clipped the radar to his belt, instead pulling out a remote device as he glanced over the control console for the creature's regeneration. With just the press of a button, he seized control over the foreign and less advanced systems, "It's time you rise, Lord Vilgax the Conqueror!" he announced to the automated droids who didn't emote on any level, simply flipping another switch shut off the device keeping him in stasis for healing. In mere seconds, the tyrant's eyes snapped open in a bloody rage, standing quickly as he tore off wires and tubing that had been connected to his body.
"What is this place?!" he shouted with an enraged gasp; his pupils ready to vaporize the entire building when the thin robed man spoke up.
"Please, allow me to explain, Lord Vilgax!" Bowing to his knees, the conqueror was intrigued enough to simmer down his energy and listen to what the creature had to say, "I beseech you; I have heard tale of your exploits across the Universe and throughout the centuries, I have only ever wished serve you, and when I learned you had been killed in battle-" he was cut off by Vilgax's eyes once again heating up with intense crimson energy.
"Killed?!" his shout alone shook the entire warehouse until he began to remember, what he was doing before he woke up here, he was in fact in battle, and it was with Ben Tennyson, "Yes… I recall it clearly now; I underestimated that boy," looking down at his new sharpened armored claws, they began to turn red hot at will, literally sizzling as he clutched his fist, "But, I have returned even more powerful than before… how can this be?" he turned to the only sentient being in the room who was still bowing to him. "Rise, lacky!" he commanded.
The man did as he was told, standing still in a submissive head bow, "As you wish, my name is Psyphon, and I would be honored to be your humble servant! Any way I can serve Lord Vilgax is a pleasure!" he would have continued to rattle on about his adoration but, the tyrant held his clawed hand up prompting him to be silent.
"Is that so?! Tell me, how long have I been dead?" he narrowed his eyes, not being able to tell just how long his body was under deep freeze even with his heart still relatively intact.
Psyphon opened his eyes and smiled with a sinister grin ear to ear, "I have something for you, my liege, stolen Plumber data pertaining to every significant event since your death," he presented a small thumb drive sized device with a wire hanging from the end.
Vilgax didn't know too much about this new body, however; instincts told him that his gauntleted forearm on his new right arm had ports for such necessary devices, "If you intend to deceive me, I will grind you and your entire planet into dust," he still reached out with his massive, clawed fingers to pick up the device, however Psyphon would have none of that.
"Allow me, my liege!" he approached the right side of the behemoth of a warrior, standing nearly ten feet taller than himself, Psyphon didn't hesitate to plug in the drive which uploaded data automatically, "I also added all known Plumber data on Ben Tennyson's ten-thousand alien transformations!"
As Vilgax began to see the data in his mind, being uploaded directly into his genetic code, altering his fighting capability, and even giving him new skills he didn't know existed, "I see, perhaps you will be useful after all, lacky." He pulled the device out of his gauntlet and tossed it aside without a second thought.
"To be useful to you, is all I ever ask for, Lord," Psyphon was incredibly subservient for some odd reason, not taking any of his insults offensively which they certainly were intended to be. "There is more recent news that isn't in your download, sire, Ben Tennyson has issued a Conqueror's Challenge against you… to the victor, goes the Earth!"
Vilgax turned around and glared out at the wall, thinking deeply about the last time he was fighting the hero as Diamondhead, how everything simply cuts to black after the swing of his crystal arm, "A Conqueror's Challenge, you say? Using the Galactic Code against me is a clever yet futile effort, I accept his challenge, take me to him now, lacky!" he shouted turning back around to face him.
"Wouldn't you rather return to your flagship and perhaps allow your medical drones run a diagnostic on this new armo-" Psyphon was cut short by a simply glare, retracting his statement and replacing it with, "Of course, sire, as you wish."
He pulled yet another device of the myriad he wielded on his belt, another single switch device activating the transmat beam teleporter from the warship above them; they were struck with a beam of red energy which dematerialized their bodies and transported them at near instantaneous speeds.
After they were gone, Chrono-Spanner stepped out of the shadows and pressed down on his gauntlet as a camouflage blend dropped revealing him to have been in the room the entire time, repeating to himself in his head, "All according to the plan, all according to the plan, you can do this…" his hands were trembling having seen Vilgax up close and so… much weaker than he becomes in the next fifteen to twenty years. Perhaps his Father wouldn't need his help after all?
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MetLife Stadium; East Rutherford, New Jersey; February 18th, 2018; 12:40PM.
Ben sat in wait for nearly an hour, floating with his legs crossed, almost meditating but, more-so mentally preparing his reaction to seeing this particularly traumatic foe that haunted him as a child. He folded his arms across his chest, still wearing his nanotech armor being a blend of Titanium and Tadenite waved with microscopic machines to assist in channeling the omni-energy that illuminated the design across his torso.
It wasn't long before Ben opened his eyes, staring out into the empty field, the only sound being the surrounding helicopters recording the inevitable battle. The mass evacuation caught their attention as news of Ben Ten Thousand in New Jersey, taking up the entire MetLife stadium, spread like wildfire across social media. He sensed his presence, it was only a matter of seconds now, Ben lowered his legs gently back into a standing position just as the beam of bright red energy struck the field a hundred feet away from the hero, leaving Vilgax and Psyphon in its place, standing atop a crater of scorched grass.
Ben's eyes immediately lit up with a controlled emerald hue, tightening his fist at his side on sight, "I knew you would come!" he shouted at the war lord, "But, this isn't a group party, I'm afraid your buddy isn't on the guest list."
Vilgax blew pressurized steam from his armored respirator over his tentacle covered mouth, "He will not be staying," taking only a moment to turn his head over his shoulder, "Leave us."
Psyphon glared furiously at Ben from across the field before giving a wide, yellow-toothed smile, tapping a button on his gauntlet, "As you wish, Lord," in just a second he was struck by a similar beam from the sky that dematerialized him out of the field.
Vilgax took a few thundering steps forwards, each one imprinting his mechanical footprint into the dirt, every movement was announced with mechanized limbs from the waist down as well as his right arm being partly mutated and implanted with cybernetics including a gauntlet armoring his previously exposed forearms. "You have grown, boy, but do not believe yourself to be capable of defeating me!" he shouted as his searing claws swung through the air for emphasis.
"Yea, I've gotten a bit taller, new suit, oh yea, and I can do this-" Ben used his Kinceleran speed in a burst to cross the distance between them in a black and green blur moving at sub-sonic speeds, he appeared behind Vilgax and unleashed a bright-emerald beam of optic omni-energy onto his back, forcing him to stumble forwards. Only barely losing his balance, turning around and swiping at the area he was just standing but, anticipating that, he quickly dashed out of the way by darting directly upwards into the sky.
Vilgax narrowed his eyes and grumbled out of aggravation, "Perhaps your human form is not as pitiful as I once thought, it matters not," he aimed his right arm up and fired an organic tendril out from the top of his wrist, wrapping itself around his ankle, he yanked with a singular powerful heave. Ben flew backwards as Vilgax turned and threw his arm over his shoulder, in turn hauling Ben face first into the dirt.
The Chimera looked over his new armor, finding it intriguing to have a total mental control over its new features; retracting the tendril, it vanished back into the gauntlet itself. Ben slowly stood to his hands and knees, his eyes luminescent bright green, he clutched the dirt in hands into a fist as the stadium lights shun down on him from every direction. A signature bright flash of light engulfed him, leaving the hulking Petrosapien, Diamondhead, on his hands and knees in his place, tossing the dirt in his hands with a frustrated grunt. He quickly stood and turned, huffing as though the battle had only just begun, Vilgax narrowed his glowing crimson eyes with his sights set on Ben. Using the very transformation he also used to eviscerate the warlord in battle once before.
Diamondhead quickly began his assault by sprinting forwards with his arms out, jagged shards of crystal slicing even through the air itself, as Vilgax used his new metallic coating to cover his face, being one of the only areas of exposed flesh left on his body; the projectiles shattered on his burgundy armored forearm. After getting into close-quarters, Diamondhead rolled expertly beneath a heavy swing, transforming again once he managed to get behind the taller opponent. The Sphoeroid known as Spitter opened the only orifice on his body being the massive, black lipped mouth which projectile vomited at a pressure that not only covered the tyrant in his revolting stomach acids but, simultaneously pushed him off balance. Another transformation erupted behind him, as Vilgax steadied himself and turned to face a six-foot tall humanoid with a singe emerald eye; his entire body was covered head to toe in some sort of Ethylene Propylene rubber which allowed him to use his natural electrokinesis without danger to himself or his surroundings. He sported golden sockets for fingertips and longer wire-like antenna sprouting from his head akin to hair, Feedback, as Ben dubbed him, was placed on the Cosmic Playlist due to his ability to conduct any amount of nearly any energy he had ever tested with. With a confident grin on his face, he waited with his arms crossed over his chest as the would-be conqueror glanced slowly down at his feet. He was drenched in the putrid fluids head-to-toe, snarling at the hero who simply used the tendrils over his head to plug into the ground at between them, the juices having trailed across the field while Vilgax back stepped.
Feedback flexed his muscles while doing his best to seem calm and collected, forcing trillions of kilowatts through the conductive juices coating the enemy, emerald electricity shocking his entire body, armored to the teeth with mostly some form of alien-metal or another, even as his body convulsed the warlord took a step forwards, aching with every inch. Vilgax maintained a will to live that no other being in the Universe, aside from Ben Tennyson himself, could possibly imagine as the Chimera's eyes shun brightly with crimson fortitude. "Why don't we up the juice?" Feedback chuckled, jumping back with impressive agility until he landed and was standing beside one of the massive stadium spotlights that illuminated the arena from above. Using one of his antenna to plug into said stadium light, he instantly gained access to the entire city electrical-grid, "How does this taste!?" the surge of blue electricity flowed from where he was plugged, through the Conductoid's body, changing shades until Feedback clapped his hands together firing a bolt of emerald lightning with the force of an entire city behind it. The evacuated buildings around the stadium, as well as the rest of the city itself went dark as he used every last drop of power to try and slow the demon down.
Still, Vilgax pressed on, pushing through the voltage with his forearms crossed and his crimson eyes glaring at the hero through every step; this clearly wasn't working though, it hardly mattered as he finally got close enough to backhand Feedback through the air, dispersing his attack and growling into the sky even while smoke drifted into the air around his scorched body. Other than some seared parts of his armor, he was otherwise unfazed by this attempt. "You don't deserve the power of the Omnitrix!" he shouted, turning to face his direction, Feedback had slammed into the side of the stands but, only dropped to one knee, huffing before exploding in another emerald flash of light.
Fourarms shook his head and stampeded forwards, attempting to strike Vilgax with every swing, although; somehow, the behemoth was fast enough to dip and weave between every single one of his swings, even after the shock he just received. Even having one of his fists caught and twisted behind his back, audible cracking emanating from his shoulder. The Tetramand was engulfed in light once again, this time almost vanishing as a tall, snow-white moth creature with navy blue spots across its body, flew intangibly through the warlord's grasp also freezing him solid in a block without any traction for him to move. Big Chill became tangible again and floated in the sky above, staring down at the frozen warlord, "Freezing him is how future me handled Vilgax in the end, maybe it was just that easy?" just as he was hoping for the best, the thirty-foot tall block of solid ice cracked as the beast's eyes illuminated brightly even within it.
Soon enough, Vilgax flexed his arms and swung them outward completely shattering the icy trap into a million different shards cascading down around him, "Or maybe not…" transforming once again into a putrid, moldy, plant humanoid with red and orange seeds making up his head. Swampfire fell from the sky, landing on the ground with his fists planted firmly into the field, seeming innocent enough, the villain wasn't expecting massive vines with insane tensile strength to sprout out from underneath him. They coiled around his body, wrapping over his arms and legs, doing their best to keep him pinned as he tore through one, two more would grow to take its place. Switching to offense, Swampfire didn't say a word as he summoned two blazing orbs of fire in either hand, igniting the methane that pumped through his veins into a massive torrent of flames striking Vilgax point blank.
Through the bright orange glow of the flames, a silhouette tore through the vines one by one, shredding them with claws even hotter than the fire he was blasting him with at that very moment. Vilgax fired twin beams of crimson heat from his eyes, cutting through the fire and slicing through the Methanosian's chest which didn't seem to cause any pain but, still the beams bisected the plant-based hero in two.
As Vilgax emerged from the blaze without a scratch, Swampfire quickly put himself back together, the vines spreading like veins as they reattached his body into one without any signs of pain or discomfort, "Transform all you like, I've programmed the fighting skills of all ten-thousand of your transformations into my very DNA."
Swampfire stood and gave a confident smile, "Is that right?" he asked with his nasally voice, exploding in yet another flash of light that left a still glowing humanoid in its wake.
All of the grass on the field immediately decayed and withered upon this new transformation's arrival, just standing in the vicinity was capable of sending out waves of powerful radiation that could kill even the most durable of alien life in the Galaxy, however; Vilgax merely scoffed and huffed through his respirator, feeling the toxic waves flow over him only aggravated him. "I call this one, Atomix!" a skinny humanoid in white armor stood confidently before the tyrant, his arms equipped with specialized canisters of nuclear energy. Bubbling through the trimmed veins of the suit, it lead to an armored faceplate with no mouth or nose, just glowing emerald eyes.
Vilgax snarled and fired his optic beams of bright-red energy from his eyes, met with a streak of green radiation from Atomix's, palms with the power of a nuclear bomb behind it, the two stalemated as one pushed against the other. The Chimera Sui-Generis slowly pushed forwards, closing the distance between them even as Atomix intensified his beam. Vilgax tucked and rolled out of the way just as he was close enough to back-hand the nuclear man, sending him flying across the stadium, and through the field goal as he slammed into the concrete border for the spectator stands.
Vilgax used the hydraulics in his legs to reel in, leaping into the air with the intent to use all eight-hundred pounds of hulking armor to crush Atomix who transformed in a flash of light once again, this time into his Kinceleran form, keeping his visor down as he dashed to the right out of the way, just in time to avoid being crushed as his landing shattered the concrete wall and tore apart a small portion of the stands in front of him. Vanishing and reappearing behind the warlord, XLR8 finally opened his visor just to taunt, "Even you can't move as fast as light!" using this to his advantage, the speedster began a sprint around the tyrant at high speeds summoning a massive F-5 level tornado surrounding his opponent.
Even with his massive, weighted armor, the air pressure began to lift Vilgax off his feet, however, only by a few inches. He narrowed his eyes at the blur of speed rushing around him, raising his right arm again, this time firing a flurry of miniature mines each one exploding with the force of a massive C-4 charge. Effectively knocking XLR8 off his wheels, tumbling into a heap in the grass, he groaned in pain as the concussive blast had most definitely struck him full force.
"Is that all the great Ben Ten Thousand has to offer?!" he shouted out loud enough for the helicopters to hear him, turning his attention upwards at the innocent news casters getting coverage of the fight, "Like gnats," he said simply as his eyes began to glow once again.
XLR8 noticed this and dashed at light speed towards Vilgax, transforming instantly mid-run, into an alien Ben had hoped would never need to see the light of day. Suddenly, between the chopper and the chaotic energy beams, flew in a humanoid man that gleamed with the light of holy divinity. The beams bounced off his chest as if they weren't even there, infuriating the invader as he analyzed this new form.
"Finally, you begin to take this seriously…" Vilgax muttered, looking over the floating man, who appeared just like any ordinary seven-foot human man with the muscles of a titan; his long golden-blonde hair was shoulder length and seemed to channel some of his energy as well, glowing along with his aura. His full body suit was pristine white with a golden trim running along the hem of the entire suit, a belt of the same aesthetic around his waist for nothing more than appearance. What set him apart from just any ordinary humanoid man, was the heavenly set of bright glowing angel wings that spread out from his back, spanning sixteen feet from wingtip to wingtip, a divine white hue emanating off of them on sight.
He turned as the camera recorded him approaching the helicopter, he gave them a reassuring smile as he spoke to them, "Radio the other helicopters, get out of here, it just isn't safe…" once recording a close up, they could clearly see that his hair and eyes pulsated with bright yellow energy akin to the sun itself.
Vilgax fired at another chopper floating fifty-feet away from the winged hero, though; this species had a unique ability that made it particularly powerful, hence it being locked in Ben's Power Playlist. The transformation known to Ben only as the Celestial seamlessly transmuted his entire being into pure light, passing through the air and reappearing in front of the next targeted helicopter. This time though, Celestial backhanded the beams sending them back at Vilgax, hitting the ground at his feet which blew smoke and dirt into the air, clouding the hero's sightline. "Maybe you can react to light but, this transformation makes the speed of light wish that it was faster!" he vanished from sight as the helicopters retreated from the area, descending to the ground at super-speeds, he audibly cracked the ground beneath the dirt with his landing.
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Omnitrix City; Tennyson Towers; February 18th, 2018; 12:54PM
Gwendolyn narrowed her eyes at the satellite feed of the battle, she had never seen this transformation before in all her years fighting alongside her own fiancé. "Cooper?" she announced looking for answers.
Lucy, Rook, Gwendolyn, and 'Ken' all watched as Cooper summoned a hologram in front of them but, juxtaposed to the view of the battle still ensuing, "The species goes by the Cosmia from a Planet at the edge of the observable Universe… known to Plumbers only as Olympus," he laid back in his computer chair, still armored up and stealing glances from Julie who watched apprehensively from the glass divider between the med bay and the command deck.
"That's great, right? He's totally going to kick squid-face's ass!" Lucy shouted, pumping a fist into the air, and while there was a reason to be optimistic, anything could happen in a fight with the most vile and powerful despot in the Universe.
Gwendolyn chewed on her thumbnail nervously, "He never told me about any Cosmic Playlists or whoever this new guy is… I'm sure he had a good reason for lying, right?" she looked to everyone for confirmation but, they were mostly silent with Julie finally exiting her new 'office' and leaning against the doorframe, "Of course there is, out of a million different alien monsters, you have to figure some of them are just… too much for humans right now."
Gwendolyn turned around and expressed her disagreement, "We share everything, he knows all of my spells and abilities even if he can't cast magic," her finding a lack of mutual trust made her uneasy but, there was still a stare down going on in New Jersey and it looked like they were going to make their moves again.
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MetLife Stadium; East Rutherford, New Jersey; February 18th, 2018; 12:59PM.
Celestial tucked his wings in a bit as he stood up straight, looking the evil force of nature in the eyes, staring into the abyss, and not flinching even for a second; he quickly became a beam of light, appearing behind Vilgax for a brief second, just long enough to strike him in the back of the head with a thundering right jab. As he swung his blazing claws around to slash through his opponent, he was gone once again, this time appearing at his feet with a fist planted firmly in his armored chest plate. The force of the blow shook the arena and sent the armored behemoth skating back through the dirt, using his hydraulics to stop his momentum.
They were now hundreds of feet apart, standing on either side of the mangled football field; Vilgax didn't hesitate to quickly sprint forwards, using his top speed to swing in with a right-straight punch. Beaming into his close quarters, Celestial met the incoming fist with his own, the two punches colliding with such immense force that it created a shockwave. Shattering the ground beneath their connected fists, they were both equally blown back by the resulting pressure.
The shockwave didn't stop at just the arena, the entire city was shaking vigorously as an earthquake simultaneously effected the entire country; in every city and state, and even some parts of Southern Canada felt the tremendous force from their clash. Needless to say, the entire arena was leveled in the wake of their collision, the seats and stands came crumbling down around them as the entire stadium became nothing but a pile of rubble, burying the two in concrete and metal. Smoke and debris flooded the streets with enough force to drag cars and mailboxes along with it, tearing apart the evacuated city blocks surrounding the MetLife.
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Omnitrix City; South Dakota; February 18th, 2018; 1:00PM.
Gwendolyn stared at the screen in awe at their striking force even as she shook vigorously along with the rest of the team, a few appliances short circuited sending sparks across the command deck and Cooper's computer. Still standing by the holodeck, Cooper insistently grabbed Julie he was standing next to, at this point, and pulled her in replacing her position with his just as a piece of sheet of drywall and metal supports came crashing down on top of him, narrowly missing her.
"Cooper!" Julie shouted as she gasped and covered her mouth, still she watched as he pulled himself up, the armor taking most of the damage but, he wasn't just a glass house with a brilliant mind.
"I'm good! I'm good!" he reassured them, knocking the drywall off his chest with one arm as he noticed a petite hand out in front of him, offering help up as Julie stared down at him again with her innocent doughy brown eyes.
He grabbed her hand but, still picked himself up mostly as he stood she dusted off his armor, even as she looked up into his eyes, "You just saved my life, without any armor, the metal support railing would have cracked my head like an egg…" she tried to joke but, still couldn't take her eyes off his, even as the heat rose to his cheeks with a blush.
"Shucks, it was nothing really, just pure instinct…"
Gwendolyn wasn't listening though, they were clearly crushing on each other, it didn't matter; she was focused on the fact that Ken didn't even stumble during the shockwave that just hit. He just stood there, hardly reacting to anything, which gave the mage ominous and familiar vibes. She strutted across the room just as Lucy and Rook regained their composure as well, walking right up to Kenneth and looking him in the eyes.
"What's up?" he asked once her attention was on him, still not emoting very much; Gwendolyn didn't hesitate to right-hook her son in the jaw, which seemed excessive until his illusion shattered like glass before slowly fading away entirely.
"Wait," Rook announced, having seen the whole thing, "If Kenneth is not here with us, where could he possibly be?"
"I have a pretty good guess," Gwendolyn turned back to the hologram that just barely remained intact allowing her to still spectate the battle.
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MetLife Stadium; East Rutherford, New Jersey; February 18th, 2018; 1:04PM.
A searing hot, clawed fist plunged through the concrete rubble, pulling Vilgax out from under several hundred tons of debris with ease; slowly getting to a standing position, he huffed as pressurized steam ignited from his respirator. A crimson explosion signified the defeat of Celestial as he returned to his human form, using twin beams of emerald energy to cut through the debris pinning him, floating up out of the rubble with a weary expression. A trickle of blood slowly cascaded down the right corner of his lip and left nostril, he huffed exhaustedly as obviously his most powerful transformations took more energy out of him than he expected them to.
Vilgax crushed the concrete beneath his armored heel with every ominous step, Ben was nearly out of options, the only transformations left in the Power Playlist were far too dangerous to utilize in battle, not here on Earth at least. Even his second most powerful transformation would scorch the entire planet in one attack with inextinguishable dimensional flames.
The warlord flashed his simmering, red-hot armored claws as he nonchalantly approached the hero, he'd underestimated his opponent just like Vilgax had done all of those years ago. There was once a time where Way Big alone could one shot the tyrant but, now even using far more powerful forms, he still couldn't seem to win.
Instinctively, Ben used Master Control to switch into Fourarms just as Vilgax gripped him by the face with his burning claws forcing an agonizing growl from the Tetramand just as he used incredible strength to force Fourarms into the dirt back first, pinned by his face. All four of his arms pulling against Vilgax's strength with all his might didn't seem to even faze the evil villain. "The power protects you no longer, Ben Tennyson!"
Just as Vilgax was about to deliver the finishing blow, something stopped everything, Fourarms felt the grip on his face loosen as something had happened with his eyes covered. In a feat of blinding speed, an armored enhanced Kinceleran raced in a almost fifteen-times the speed of light, using his razor sharp claws to do exactly what he swore he would.
Vilgax's head slowly slid off his body, several tendrils flopping to the ground as the speed combined with the cybernetic armor allowed XLR8 to cleave through his durability as though it were made of butter. His tentacled face hit the floor in front of Fourarms, who was splattered in green blood, the same green blood he spent months trying to scrub off his hands out of guilt, he was flabbergasted. All four of his eyes wide in shock and horror, what would have taken all the conviction and strength in his will power to do, Kenneth didn't even hesitate to perform.
Kenneth transformed from the Kinceleran with a bright flash of emerald light into Heatblast using the cybernetic armor to add silver metallic gauntlets to either forearm allowing for increased temperature emission whenever he attacked, they wrapped around his fists like jet-engines emitting a high-pitched whine while charging.
Just as he did with the decapitation of his enemy, Kenneth didn't hesitate to turn and incinerate Vilgax's body with a blast wielding the force and heat of a small Supernova. The blast created blew through the four city blocks forming a thick, smoldering trench which also melted several concrete and brick constructed apartment complexes, luckily they were evacuated long before the fight began.
Heatblast's arms fell down to his side as he huffed, still a much younger Pyronite, he didn't have the stamina his Father did when using the full force of his armored transformations.
"Kenneth… what did you do?" Fourarms transformed instantly back into his human form, still on the ground looking up at him.
Transforming back into his own human form, Ken huffed and didn't break eye contact with the blaze he created; the dirt itself still burning red-hot, ensuring the son of a bitch was truly dead. "I finished it," he said over his shoulder.
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196X Maximum Security; Earth; December 12th, 2036; 3:00PM
Eon could feel it instantly, the fluctuation to the timeline, the alterations to history he set in place by sending Kenneth back to before it all began; without Vilgax alive to continue a rampage, he never comes after the only other Ben Tennyson on Earth, and if he doesn't do that, "My powers are never taken from me," he whispered to himself as he looked around, the timeline had yet to solidify so, now was his opportunity to go back to where it all began. His scars and half crippled body too healed in almost in actual instant, feeling the difference immediately in his physical state.
He stood up right, shattering the straight-jacket he'd been uniformed to wear for decades, tearing it off and tossing it to the ground, however; before it touched the tile floor it turned to dust, almost aged a hundred years on a whim. His eyes illuminated with purple flames as a smile crossed his face, feeling the familiar course of energy flowing through him again. A raw connection to the timeline created after attempting to use a broken dimensional-shifter during his last encounter with his counterpart, before Vilgax had killed him in this timeline.
Eon pressed his palm against the indestructible glass and applied a thousand or so years to its molecular structure, also turning it into miniscule fractals of glass much like sand. An alarm sounded as Eon was quickly surrounded by a dozen standard orange and black droids with weapons aimed and orders for shoot to kill. He simply swung his arms together and clapped his hands together with incredible strength summoning a bright purple wave of omnidirectional energy that crashed over the droids like a wave, the violet-purple electricity aged them all to dust simultaneously.
"I'm free!" Eon shouted with delight, purple temporal lighting cackling over his entire body, he allowed the energy to flow through him again like an old friend, electricity surging through his pupils, he quickly collected his belongings layered in actual dust from lingering unattended for nearly ten years; he donned a black helmet, its face plate illuminated purple from his energy cascading a shadow over his eyes and mouth, his armor from the torso down was reminiscent of Prometheus only with a completely different color scheme. He also sported a cape that billowed behind him as he opened a temporal portal, cackling with purple sparks of tachyonic electricity, he casually walked through it with a content stride.
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