Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10.

Chapter 55: Vacation

One Week Later

Maxwell Elementary; Suburbs; June 9th, 2024; 3:22PM

The pick-up loop around Jennifer's school was wrapped around the building and down the street with cars filled with parents eager to hear about how their child's last day in Elementary school had gone; the summer was fast approaching and a vacation was what the ten-year-old girl needed most. Her trip into outer-space was hardly something she wanted to call a vacation, fighting off an evil war-lord from obtaining ultimate power was exciting and all but, the constant fear of death wasn't a memory she liked to dwell on. She stared down at her wrist where the gleaming white wristband was situated, a dim amethyst hourglass design over the faceplate, her stare grew melancholy as she remembered why she put it on in the first place. Aside from saving her family from a crazy alien, there was a more complex reason she was desperate to get her first Omnitrix, she was just too proud to admit it to anyone.

Jennifer stood waiting for ten more minutes as the kids around her piled into their parent's car or truck, laughing, and telling their respective guardian how much fun they had in school. She glanced down at her black tee with a white stripe down the middle, just like her father's. She let out an exasperated sigh, Jennifer couldn't help but be a bit envious; her parents were usually too busy running a company or saving the world, sometimes both, for the 'after-school talk', though her mother did at least try very hard to be there for her when picking her up regularly from school, it would be nice to just talk to her uninterrupted for once. They hadn't done anything together since they went out for ice-cream, and it wasn't until afterwards that Jennifer realized it was just a ploy to lure out Aggregor who was stalking her mother at the time. On the other hand, Jennifer had barely had more than five minutes with her father since they'd gotten back from defeating Aggregor. She would see him in passing and he would always greet her with love but, it seemed he was always too busy to spend time with her.

Soon enough, the entire pick-up car loop was practically empty, most of the teachers had retreated in-doors as the last of the students were scooped up only a few minutes late. After yet another twenty-minutes, she'd sat down on the curb, her knees tucked into her chest and her arms wrapped around her shins.

Gwendolyn would usually have been there by now in one of the many cars Ben owned and kept in the lot behind Tennyson Tower, usually something unnecessarily fancy. Jennifer loved having powers but, she felt like having that be her entire life could get old very quickly; if everything about her life was exciting, that meant, eventually, none of it would be. So, she happily agreed with her mother's rule to not use her powers in school, even though sometimes that was all she wanted to do.

Suddenly, she heard a boom crack through the air from far away, someone was approaching at several times the speed of sound, she'd heard it enough times in her life to know what a speedster sounded like, "Oh, boy…" she muttered, getting to her feet slowly. From her left side, XLR8 dashed around the corner in a blur of black and white, coming to a controlled stop in front of her. "Daaad…" she drew out his title to get his attention and show just how embarrassed she was with the same inflection, "You're supposed to show up in a car?" she ended her statement as a question, trying to imply the question of why he decided not to pick her up like a normal parent.

XLR8 turned to face her, tilting his head as if he didn't understand what he'd done wrong, before exploding in a flash of emerald light, and returning to his human form, "What? Your mother told me to pick you up from school… crap, am I late?" he glanced around at the empty parking lot around them void of teachers and students… and most cars.

"What gave it away?" Jennifer frowned and gestured behind her at said empty lot, "Mom told me not to use my powers when I'm at school," she turned her head away, wondering how he expected her to make the commute without flying or transforming.

Ben scoffed, placing his hand on to the top of her head as she looked up into his eyes, "Well, have I ever told you that your Mother can be a real dweeb sometimes?"

Jennifer giggled, finding a genuine smile sprouting through her melancholy expression, "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked as he rubbed the top of her hair into a frizz.

"It means, she isn't here so we can use our powers, as long as you don't tell…" Ben grabbed his daughter gently by the wrist and began to float slowly off the ground; she couldn't help but continue to giggle whole heartedly, floating up into the air with him and following him into the sky.

As they flew in silence, Ben kept at a pretty slow pace to allow Jennifer to keep up, while in emotional bursts she could easily move or fly at over Mach Two, her base speeds training with Albedo didn't usually exceed that of a regular car. He turned his head over at her flying at his side a few thousand feet up, she was staring at the city where the vehicles below were like ants in a maze from her perspective. Ben cleared his throat a bit to get her attention, coughing slightly into his hand, "Uh, so, what do they teach you in that school of yours anyways?" he glanced back at her once his question was finished, it had been so long that he'd almost forgotten what attending school was like himself.

Jennifer smiled, as if someone had heard her thoughts from earlier and granted her wish, "Well, today was mostly a free-day since it's the last day of school before summer-break and all but, last week I got a B on a math test about fractions."

"Huh, fractions already? Your class must be the smartest one in the school…" Ben joked but, it was the type of thing he vaguely remembered Grandpa Max telling him on his last day of Elementary school, the same day he found the very first Omnitrix. He couldn't believe how much time had passed, sometimes he had to remind himself he was a father now because it was just so surreal every time he came home to a warm hug from her. Which hadn't been often lately, now that Billy Billions was dealt with, maybe it was time he spent quality time with his daughter; he knew he needed to step back into the hero game and with his daughter being on the same path, perhaps there was a way he could do both.

She couldn't hold back her excitement, ready to tell him all about her day, "It was the best though, Mrs. Cohen had two pieces of candy for each of us as soon as we walked in and-" Just as Jennifer was about to go in depth on how much fun she'd had during her free-day, an artificial voice sounding like an autotuned version of her father interrupted her.

"Alert: Omnitrix must return to Galvan-Prime," Ben raised his brow, lifting the gauntlet up to eye-level, the hourglass-symbol was rotating clockwise slowly and flashing bright green at him, "Alert: Omnitrix must return to Galvan-Prime," it repeated at the same volume.

"I mean, I can set up an appointment with Azmuth but, I don't-" Ben tried to reason with the artificial intelligence within his Omnitrix but, it felt to him, through their connection, like something was overriding it with a specific command.

"Alert: Omnitrix must return to Galvan-Prime," this time it finished its repetition with a bright flash of emerald light which slowly began to consume both ben and Jennifer in a sphere of extraluminal particles.

"Dad?" Jennifer asked out loud out of instinct, her voice echoing and distorted; she was completely unsure of exactly what was happening as they were both engulfed in the light and dematerialized into faster-than-light tachyons before shooting into space almost instantly as a beam of emerald energy.

…

76,162 Light Years Away

Galvan-Prime; Science-Center; June 9th, 2024; 4:40PM

A few minutes later, two humanoid forms manifested back into place; Jennifer and Ben appeared with another bright explosion of bright-green light, now indoors and within a laboratory they didn't recognize at first, although, it did seem slightly familiar somehow to the elder-hero. As their bodies completely materialized, they noticed the scale of everything around them was drastically off, almost like most of the highly-advanced equipment was made for a child or large rodent. Once they adjusted to their surroundings and shook off the disorientation, they noticed that there were, in-fact very small alien beings that were vaguely familiar to them as different members of Grey Matter's species.

Ben recognized the type of facility they were in once he regained his faculties, looking around at the nameless Galvans for one in particular that he knew must have been behind his sudden forced teleportation through over seventy-thousand lightyears of space, "Azmuth?" he called out, watching as a few of them glanced up at him, uncertain as to how they should respond but, inevitably ignoring him.

Jennifer was far more confused on what was happening, tugging on her father's sleeve, "Dad, where are we?" she asked, looking around at the odd architecture of the building. Spite being incredibly small lifeform, their ceilings were incredibly, at least in this building.

Ben groaned a bit, placing his hands on his hips, and turning to face her, "Well, and remember what I said about not telling your mother, I'd have to say we're on another planet… in a completely different part of the Galaxy…" he trailed off, walking across the room, towards the only doorway large enough for him, "Azmuth?" he called out, looking to his right, "Open this for me," he pointed at the door and looked down at one of the Galvan who certainly heard him, made eye contact, and then looked away, ignoring him as well. "Ugh, are all Galvan's complete snobs?!"

Jennifer decided to roll with the punches, kneeling down towards one of the Galvan walking by with a tiny glass-tablet device in her hands, "Are you Azmuth?" she asked innocently. The responding Galvan simply shook her head in disagreement and walked away silently, at the very least not ignoring her completely.

Ben became frustrated pretty quickly, scowling at the Galvan that ignored him, "Hello?! There's a kid here, I need to send her home!" Jennifer glanced up at him as he groaned once again, "I don't have time for this…" he stepped back in front of the metal-door which seemed divided down the middle and opened via hydraulics, he reeled a fist back prepared to break through with brute force. Just as he threw his punch, the doors slid wide open with Ben flying forward with his momentum, toppling over a single elderly Galvan as he nonchalantly walked in.

Jennifer watched her father fall flat on his face and giggled a bit with her hand politely in front of her mouth, she turned her attention to the Galvan that entered when he spoke up with a wise, yet commanding voice, "Try not to break anything for at least five minutes, Ben Tennyson…" his tone also somehow sounded completely exhausted, she immediately wondered how old he could be.

Ben got back to his feet, rubbing the top of his head sheepishly, "Azmuth, good to see you too," he walked back into the laboratory after him, recalling the last time he spoke to the First-Thinker, when he was requesting a materials shipment for Omnitrix City about a decade ago. Azmuth was never the nicest person, ever since Ben had known him, he could sometimes be down right insulting with the way he talked down to those less intelligent than himself. Eventually, wielding the Omnitrix the way he did gave the Galvan a different perspective on Ben which painted him in a good light, it still didn't save him from the insults though, only lessened them.

"And how is my Omnitrix? You haven't been using it to open bottles or break rocks, have you?" Azmuth turned around, leaning on an even smaller wooden cane, and looking up at the hero with a judgmental stare.

Ben scoffed, folding his arms over his chest, "No, I haven't…" he muttered, looking away, unsure if that was supposed to be sarcasm or if he really still maintained such a low opinion of the hero, "Right now, my focus is on getting my kid-daughter out of here before she gets involved in whatever crazy stuff you have going on here."

This prompted the First-Thinker to turn around slowly with his eyes still up, noticing Jennifer for the first time who was in awe at pretty much everything around her but, none more than meeting Azmuth, creator of the original Omnitrix. She'd been told stories about him and the entire journey to save the Universe from a self-destructing watch, "H-Hi, sir…" she knelt down to hold her hand out for him to shake.

Azmuth tilted his head almost confused, turning his head up towards Ben, "Are you sure this one is yours, Ben Tennyson? She seems far too polite and well mannered," he greeted her properly, shaking her index finger with his four fingered right hand.

Ben rolled his eyes, giving his daughter a coy smile, "She takes after her mother, I've been told," he circled them to be standing directly in front of Azmuth, "You need to teleport her back to Earth, now," he knew that if he was being transported against his will through space that some insane villain was likely behind it all and things would get dangerous sooner rather than later.

Azmuth sighed, stroking his long tendril-whiskers hanging down from his chin, "I'm afraid that's not possible, retrieving you from Earth was a last-ditch effort just as we discovered our teleport-network had become corrupted," the First-Thinker walked away slowly, making his way out of the room the two heroes arrived in, "The same corruption has locked our planet down, destabilizing the dimensional-atmosphere of our world, not even naturally made portals could form here."

"Why would you bring me here without notice?! Jennifer can't be here for this! It could get dangerous," anytime a situation like this one came up, Ben couldn't help but picture Kenneth's death at the hands of Eon… even as he tried to move on, it would still weigh him down constantly.

Azmuth responded slowly, looking down at his small three-toed feet, "All of Galvan-Prime is under siege, it was under my suggestion that we summon our greatest defender to stave off the cancer raining on us from above," he exited the laboratory with just the two humans trailing behind him, approaching a long wall with large glass windows.

Ben and Jennifer shared an equally disturbed look, the latter of whom gulped audibly at what the hyper-intelligent alien had just told them, "What are we talking about here, Azmuth? Alien parasites? Interdimensional pathogen?" He folded his arms across his chest, trying to discern the level of distress he should be, he tried to find an origin for whatever might be causing the problem, Ben always did find it difficult to understand Azmuth's advanced vocabulary and preferred to get straight to the point.

Azmuth stopped in place in front of a large pane window in the hall leading to the rest of the facility, the genius looked up into the sky at the small Moon orbiting above them with a heavy heart, glowing an ominous yellow-hue, "I'm afraid everything that's occurring now is my own doing… many years ago, when I created the Galvanic-Mechamorph species atop the barren Moon of Galvan-B, I made a terrible mistake."

"What? Did you miss a decimal point in your calculations?" Ben remarked sarcastically.

Azmuth raised his brows, not taking his eyes off the Moon in the swampy-green sky, "Actually, yes, however; the results were disastrous… while I had created a brand-new sentient species, helping them to build an entire civilization atop our Moon in a matter of days… I soon discovered I had also created a monster…" the elderly Galvan seemed far more distraught than Ben had ever seen him.

Ben rolled his eyes, looking down at Azmuth with a skeptical expression, "You once told me that if the Universe was going to be destroyed, I should just let it, and that everyone probably has it coming anyways," Jennifer whipped her head up to look at her father, never having heard him say something like that before, "What's changed?" he asked.

Azmuth finally looked away, turning around, and making eye contact with the hero with a more serious expression than Ben had ever seen him use, "This threat wont simply destroy this Universe… it intends to corrupt and assimilate all matter, organic or otherwise."

"What is it?" Jennifer asked innocently.

Azmuth turned to face her, instantly noticing what he was too distracted to earlier, "Let me see your arm," he demanded before using incredible agility to leap onto her forearm which she held up so that he could stand properly. She was a bit taken aback but, allowed the genius to continue as he began examining the watch on her wrist, "Acceptable craftmanship, conservative design, and the core appears to be stabilized; this is quite good work," Azmuth complimented, glancing up at Ben who stared down at him still standing on his daughters arm. "Am I to assume Albedo assisted you in constructing this Omnitrix?" he guessed.

Ben smirked, folding his arms over his chest once again, "Nope, that's all GreyMatter and Brainstorm… and a little Frankenstrike but, he was just a better engineer-" he was interrupted before he could continue gloating.

"Color me impressed, Ben Tennyson, perhaps you have evolved over the years…" Azmuth hopped down from Jennifer's arm, landing on the floor, and pulling out his tiny-wooden cane to lean on, "As I was saying, the threat is an incomplete Galvanic-Mechamorph which I've dubbed Malware, his life-code interrupted during configuration… corrupted. Unlike all the others of his kind, he could not only mimic technology but, it would become him but, at a terrible cost."

"There's always a terrible cost…" Ben muttered to himself.

Azmuth continued with his explanation as he began walking down the hall they were in, heading down a corridor with many metallic-doors on either wall, "Leaving behind trace remnants of his vicious code, all technological matter becomes part of his hive-mind bent completely to his will," looking back on when Malware was first created, the First-Thinker sighed in disappointment, "At first he began simply feeding on the bio-electric aura which made Galvanic-Mechamorphs sentient but, he soon began enslaving them… once he discovered my greatest shame."

They stopped in front of a massive vault door several times taller than Ben himself which was even larger in comparison to those who usually entered it; Azmuth placed his palm against a scanner on the wall beside the door, lighting up bright-green, the scanner chimed and began opening the vault, "I tried many times to fix Malware, to reprogram his life-code but, for the first time in nine-centuries, I found nothing but failure…" they entered the spacious room which was occupied by a single pyramid structure, outlined with emerald-circuitry much like Upgrade's. "To both hide my shame and buy my people time, I lied to Malware and told him I was close to curing his… condition."

Jennifer listened closely to the story while the adults talked, it always felt like this when she was around the grown heroes, like they didn't expect her to even understand them let alone have anything worth mentioning on her mind, "I'm guessing lying to him didn't work out?" she spoke up for the first time in a few minutes, prompting her father and Azmuth to glance in her direction, "I mean… if it had, why would we be here?"

Ben kept a serious expression but, on the inside he was ecstatic that she had instincts just like his, "Kids got a point, Azmuth, cut to the chase," he remained stoically observant.

Azmuth glanced down once again, staring at the floor for a moment, "Yes… the chase, I suppose you're right. Malware recently discovered that the helix I've been working on to stabilize him is far, far from operational-"

"Let me guess, he found out you were playing him so, he's on his way here to kill you?" Ben was clearly just as jovial and immature as he'd ever been, even if he had grown in height and intelligence slightly.

Azmuth nodded his head and gestured to the pyramid-shaped device sitting in the middle of the room, about as tall as Ben's shoulder at its tallest point and taking up half the room in width, "Worse, once I'm disposed of, he will inevitably attempt to cure himself with my unstable helix, and the results of which would be catastrophic. It could give him the power to infect organic life as well, and if it escapes from Galvan-Prime, nothing will be able to stop it from spreading its virus to every single living thing in the Universe… eventually, all will be Malware."

Jennifer shrugged her shoulders, approaching the deactivated helix and placing her hand on the side of it, "Why don't we just, ya know, break it?" she held out a fist casually as Ben looked over at Azmuth, not saying anything but, ready to support the idea on the genius' say so.

"Unfortunately, the helix requires excessive amounts of power to function, therefore its connected directly to our planetary-energy-grid, 'breaking it' will send a feedback loop through to our reactors and cause planet-wide destruction…" Azmuth gave another disappointed sigh, looking away from either of them, and staring up at the helix, "I suppose that would be a last resort."

"So, what's the plan then? Or am I supposed to come up with one? Why couldn't you just wait like an hour to teleport me here? Gwen is much better at this stuff," Ben raised his hand to scratch his goatee, passively trying to think of an alien that might be able to end this quickly.

Azmuth scoffed and headed back towards the exit, using his cane to support himself as he walked nonchalantly, "Fortunately for you, Ben Tennyson, I did not summon you here because of your innate ability to strategize-"

Ben shrugged, "I'm more of an improv kinda guy."

"Focus, your objective is to stop Malware from setting his sights on the helix, you'll find it easier to combat him if he's unaware of the location of his goal," Azmuth explained as they all filed out of the vault-room, watching as the two-ton door, made of metals stronger and denser than steel, swing close and bolt closed with intricate locking mechanisms.

"Naturally, naturally; so, when is this guy supposed to launch his attack or whatever?" Ben walked with Azmuth and Jennifer down the long corridor once again with his hands on his hips when, suddenly, the building shook around them dropping small bits of rubble down from the ceiling. The lights went out for a second before bright-crimson strobes flashed through the hall accompanied by invasive sirens. Ben glanced down at his daughter who was staring at him, almost waiting to see how he'd react, "I just had to open my big mouth, huh? Grab Azmuth and follow me," Jennifer nodded her head and quickly scooped up the Galvan into her arms, sprinting at normal speeds down the hall, passing the lab they'd arrived in.

"The main entrance is just up ahead!" Azmuth shouted, doing his best to be heard over the loud alerts sounding through the entire building.

Ben and Jennifer rounded the corner into a lobby-like area with furniture to scale for a Galvan, kicking over and destroying some furniture by accident as they pushed open the door, finding their eyes drawn into the sky. Streaks of smoke and fire cut through the murky atmosphere as what appeared to be asteroids broke through re-entry heats and headed to the ground at several dozen times faster than sound.

As each of those 'asteroids' made landfall, their impacts sent loud booms throughout the surrounding city, which to no surprise was far smaller than the building they were just in. The entire city only took up a few dozens of miles of space but, the infrastructure was highly advanced despite the tallest buildings being only nine-or-ten-feet-tall. The many projectiles quickly unraveled into puddles of organic goop lined with bright-yellow circuitry across their bodies.

As they watched a group of ten infected Mechamorphs slowly approach the Galvan Science-Center, Ben turned to his daughter gently grabbing hold of her wrist, "Why do people keep doing this?" Jennifer muttered passively as her father fiddled with her watch.

"Access Voice Command," Ben stated firmly, the Omnitrix responded to his administrator voice by lighting up bright green with a chime, "Unlock Quick-Change Function; Command Code…" he glanced down at his daughter who was listening intently to his every word, smiling widely at him when he noticed her doing just that, silently assuring himself he'd change the codes once he returned to Earth, "Command Code: Gwendolyn 21410," a double-beeping sounded from the Omnitrix, blinking for a moment as it announced to its user.

"Quick-Change Function Enabled," the artificial intelligence within her own Omnitrix sounded strangely like her own voice when it spoke to her; a question Ben acknowledged and deliberately set aside for later.

Ben let go of her arm as she kept her mystified gaze on the glowing watch itself, taking a few seconds for reality to catch up with her, "Wait, uh, what exactly is a quick-change function?" she asked as her father set his sights on the approaching group of enemies led by a single, lankier, taller Mechamorph who walked in the front of them, each one perfectly mimicking his every step.

Azmuth hopped onto her shoulder but, also kept his stare focused on the approaching enemy, "A quick-change function enables the user to quickly shift between transformations via voice command, or, by slapping the dial, shifting to the very next transformation in your active playlist."

"W-What?" He lost Jennifer after voice-command, as the two elders ignored her question, watching as who she and her father could only assume was Malware himself. The First-Thinker hopped from Jennifer's shoulder onto Ben's much taller and more confident frame.

"Azmuth!" the lead Mechamorph shouted, his voice slightly distorted unlike Upgrade's; Malware stomped his foot getting into Ben's face although, his attention was on the Galvan standing atop his left shoulder, "You promised me a cure! You lied!" each of the other nine Mechamorphs shouted with a similarly distorted roar into the sky, the only one staying silent being Malware himself.

"Yes, I did, and I gave it an honest effort… however, even I am not capable of fixing you," Azmuth was stern but, honest about his endeavor to cure him.

Malware's blank face twitched, the uneven circular symbol on his face suddenly illuminated brightly as all ten of the Mechamorphs shouted in unison, "You created me!?" Malware got closer into Ben's personal space before he started almost sniffing the area around him, "What is this? Power?" it still somehow took him several seconds to notice the device bonded to his forearm, "The Omnitrix?"

"Yea, I guess it's time for me to talk, I'm Ben Ten Thousand, wielder of the Omnitrix, and this planet is, uh, under my protection," Ben's pupils flashed with an emerald light on command which, being so close to his face, both Malware and Azmuth noticed, the latter of whom internally shocked to see the human having gotten this far with his device.

Malware growled in his face, "Ben… Ten… Thousand…" he started sniffing the air again which was still incredibly odd as it didn't seem like he had a nose, and Ben didn't remember being able to process smell very well as Upgrade. Malware knelt down in an odd fluid manner, coming face-to-face with Jennifer, "And… a child…" he could see the amethyst and emerald omni-energy emanating from within them from his perspective vision.

Ben quickly stepped quickly to the side in front of his daughter, "She isn't a part of this," he insisted, even as she sucked her teeth at him from behind.

"Daaad, I can take care of myself," she murmured keeping her eyes on the enemy in front of them even as she complained up at her father.

Ben responded a bit aggressively, "Now's not the time, Jen," she knew he only referred to her by that shortened nickname when he was serious, so she gulped her next words down and refocused on the situation.

Malware stood up straight to glare into Azmuth's eyes with his glowing circular-ring, "I can sense the helix, Azmuth, you cant hide it from me… you don't care about me, all you care about is your reputation," the corrupted Mechamorph became visibly more agitated the longer he stared at the First-Thinker, "You don't want to cure me because it means you would have to admit the great Azmuth failed!"

Azmuth's expression became hurt, gesturing to him almost as if for forgiveness, "That's not true, Malware, I tried to-"

"You should have tried harder!" Malware lunged at the elder-Galvan and, in turn, at Ben who instinctively leaned back and slammed a right-straight strike in the corrupted Mechamorph's face. The force of the punch sent Malware off his feet and through the air, flying passed the other Mechamorphs under his control, the nine of whom began running towards the Science-Center at a full sprint.

Azmuth hopped off of Ben's shoulder and into his hands, allowing the hero to lower him to the ground as he spoke to his daughter, "Azmuth you should go inside and fire-up any defenses that building has," he turned to face the group of possessed Mechamorphs in a fighting-ready stance.

As Jennifer watched the frog-like alien hold his cane at his side, speed-walking as fast as he could back into the building, she glanced up at her father who somehow seemed… happy? "D-Dad, what about me?" she questioned loudly, assuming he had some escape plan lined out for her in his head.

"I thought that was obvious, you're with me," Ben winked down at his daughter, sending fireworks through her heart, she'd never been so excited in her life but, maintained her composure as her father continued, "I'm going to handle Malware, you keep the rest of them from getting to Azmuth or the helix-thingy, got it?"

Jennifer, not being as confident in her base super-human abilities as her father was, slipped two fingers over the dial on her Omnitrix practically without looking, the faceplate shifted to the side revealing a core which popped out allowing her to slap it. Ben wasn't at all blinded or startled by her transformation despite being directly beside her, he couldn't understand why Gwen would complain so much as children.

When the bright explosion of dark-purple energy dissipated, a sleek, black-suited velociraptor alien appeared in her place, her Kineceleran form was clearly much younger than her father's but, the color outlining her body was neon amethyst instead of dull blue like Ben recalled. He could also feel that her speedster form was much more powerful than he was at her age and likely faster as well, he couldn't help but be proud. Is this what Grandpa Max felt for him all those times they teamed up together, side by side with your own kin? What a feeling, he couldn't help but smile.

...

I know this is a super-short chapter but, I should be updating more often now...

Read, Review, Follow, Favorite!