AHOY TATERS! This is a story about Nega Ben being sent to the Mass Effect universe. And this is an alternate version of Nega Ben who has his own version of The chaquetrix called The Nega Chaquetrix. This version of Nega Ben summons goth monster girl versions of Ben's aliens to serve him and fight for him. He does NOT transform into aliens.
Anyways this story will be a harem story with Nega Ben being in a relationship with every alien in his Nega Chaquetrix
AND Jack from Mass effect also!
With that onto the story!
A moon the color of red wine lit up the night sky like a lonely Christmas light among a tree of dead lights. The wine red moon stuck out like a sore thumb in the middle of a sea of clouds thick as pencil shavings and whom rumbled like three starving men's stomachs. Drops of rain like a pair of showerheads began to slowly fall on the egg shell blocky colony below.
The colony of Sherman's Sword was named in honor of General Sherman and his victories over The Confederacy during The Civil War, the naming was symbolic as the colony was established on the border of Batarian and Human space known as The Skyllian Verge.
An area that was fiercely contested between The Systems Alliance of Humanity and The Batarian Hegemony, the latter who believed The Verge was solely theirs and it was thus their right to enslave any human who set foot in it.
A certain teenager laid unconscious on a grassy hill outside the colony. The teen was sixteen maybe seventeen at the oldest, he had choppy greasy emo hair that covered one of his eyes which had black eyeliner under them. He wore a black hoodie over his head, said hoodie having gray cuffs and a gray number ten on the left pectoral, under that he wore pale green trousers and black shoes.
But what was most noticeable about this emo-looking teen was a watch-like device on his left wrist. The device looked like a black gauntlet with four gray bands that connected to a faceplate that had a gray symbol that resembled a pair of hearts assembled in the shape of an hourglass.
As raindrops fell on his face, his nose twitched before he cracked open a gray eye. Letting out a groan, Ben Tennyson pushed himself to a sitting position and looked up at the raining sky and the wine red moon that shone in the middle of it.
"Is the moon red?... Whatever. Who cares if that Hipster Paradox sent me to another world. As long as I still have The NegaChaquetrix I'll be fine." His voice was dour like a half asleep high schooler who sucked on a lemon.
He let out another groan as he pushed himself up to his feet. He gave a look around his choppy hair dripping with raindrops as it fluttered from the breeze. "I see some small colony down there. So lame. Small towns are so last Tuesday. I don't know why they are still a thing in this supposed future universe."
He rubbed his stomach as it gave a light almost unnoticeable grumble. "Let's hope they have some Kale chips and maybe an espresso smoothie too."
But little did Ben Tennyson know that by setting foot in that colony, he was laying the first stone to getting involved in a galactic conflict that had lasted millions of years and would thus begin his journey as a hero.
{Meanwhile!!}
Out in space, the Mass relay that acted as the moon of Sherman's sword's neighboring planet Georgia Burns, flared to life. The Mass Relay, which acted as Georgia Burns' moon, glowed blue like a hundred and one Christmas lights before it spit out a pair of Batarian Cruisers.
The Batarian Cruisers each looked like a combination between a screwdriver, an anchor and a Gothic cathedral and were six hundred sixty one meters long.
On the bridge of The Hegemony's Fury Commander Udratok Beb'dacan glared at the garden world on his bridge's view screen with hawk-like intensity from all four of his eyes.
Udratok was taller than average for a Batarian being a whopping seven feet and two inches but he was also built like a scarecrow, being thin and sickly. Still he was a biotic and his impressive biotics allowed him to bully his way to the top.
Blue and purple fog mixed with static electricity swirled around his sickly form as his boney, veiny fingers dug into his plush command chair. He licked his lips, his tongue having a piercing that resembled a Varren's head before he ordered. "Helmsman open a channel to our sister ship!"
A shorter but more plump Batarian ran his hands over orange holographic controls before replying. "Channel open Commander Beb'dacan."
Udratok Beb'dacan slammed his fist into the arm of his chair. "Listen up! The Humans have stolen land! Land that rightfully belongs to The Batarian People! That planet on your view screen belongs to us! But humans dare colonize it and make slavery illegal on a planet that is ours as dictated by the gods!"
Udratok shook his fist. "The humans have gone out of control! Not even The Council can control them anymore! As we saw when The Butcher let the Geth kill them at The Citadel two years ago and led a coup to appoint a Human lead counsel!"
He spread his sickly hands wide. "The humans are showing their hand, claiming the galaxy for themselves and so… we must strike! We will raid Sherman's Sword! A colony that Humanity named after one of their greatest freedom fighters! We will beat and enslave the men and have fun with the women before taking them back to Khar'shan to work in whore houses!"
He pounded his fist against the arm rest again. "We will kill their children and terrorize them so much that it will never cross their minds again to place an Anti-slavery colony on this planet! Are you with me brave soldiers of The Hegemony?!"
On his bridge, the various pilots cheered and bellowed their affirmation at their commander's words.
"For the glory of The Batarian way of Life I will give my life!"
Udratok chuckled darkly like a frog choking from COVID. "Good. Good. Let the hate for humans flow through you… and deploy the drop ships!"
{BREAK}
Back on the colony, The Emo Ben Tennyson had a resting bitch face look as he stepped through an automatic door, the smell of coffee feeling like a warm bath to his sinuses as he walked into the coffee shop his gray eyes scanning the sparkling and stainless white walls.
"Hmmm. No one's around but me and the employees." He noted as he walked up to the counter which was a pearl white desk with a three layered shelf of chips hanging off it. Behind the counter was a dark skinned woman in her early twenties who had her hair done in a ponytail that had a streak of lime green dye in it.
She gave Ben a smile as he walked in, getting up from her seat behind the counter as she did so. "Oh hello there sir, I don't get many customers this time of night. Would you like a cup of coffee to warm you up? You look like you got soaked."
Ben's gray eyes scanned the woman up and down analyzing her. 'She's pretty… but the aliens in my Chaquetrix are far more exciting. At Least she is not a hipster like so many other people on my Earth are.'
He replied. "I would like you to make an Espresso smoothie." He then snatched up a bag of Kale chips from the shelf below him and slapped it on the counter. "And I want these Kale chips too."
The woman nodded. "Right away sir, at Circle Planet we strive to provide the best experience for our customers."
(SHORT TIMESKIP)
It was a short time later that she handed him a plastic cup that made a rare smile appear on the usually dour teen's face as he inhaled the scent of cold coffee smoothie goodness into his sinuses.
"That'll be nineteen credits sir." The Barista's voice made Ben drop his smile as if it was a hot potato, his expression taking on a look akin to a constipated toddler holding their breath.
"I have no money." He said before he turned around to leave.
"Ex-excuse me?" Blurted out the barista in a shocked voice, her tone one of pure disbelief as if she just watched a pig fly.
Ben turned to look back at her with his face still looking as bored as a plumber who had been trying to unclog the same toilet for three days. "I said I have no money. You might want to get your hearing checked since you didn't hear me the first time."
The Barista grit her teeth and glared at him as he resumed walking towards the automatic door.
Only for him to bump right into it with a THUD without it opening. The Emo teen realizing what was happening turned around to give the barista the stink eye. "You're holding me against my will? That's so lame."
The Barista had lost her cheer, glaring at Ben like a mother about to spank her toddler. "Don't accuse me of kidnapping you little boy. Not when you just tried to find and dash!"
She slapped her open palms on the table. "You've got two choices. Choice A you can give me back the Kale chips and Espresso smoothie and I let you go. Choice B you refuse to give them back and I call the Colony police and you go to jail."
Ben set his food onto a nearby table and let out an exaggerated groan as he facepalmed. "I wanted to wait a little longer before revealing my secret but I guess you leave me no choice… whatever."
His hand shot towards the black and gray gauntlet on his left wrist, as he messed with the faceplate various feminine yet non-human silhouettes appeared in the gray heart symbol on the faceplate.
"Little boy your omni-tool isn't-"
The Barista was cut off by a dark midnight purple flash of light that forced her to shield her eyes, the dark skinned woman fiercely and angrily blinked the spots out of her eyes.
Only to fall on her ass screaming as she now saw a twelve foot tall lizard in the store that stood right by the boy's side. The lizard was as tall as at least two krogan standing on top of each other.
But the fact that it was a reptile was the only similarity it shared with the Krogan, it's skin was gray, a dark gray like a porpoise. And it had a long tail, besides that although it was muscular it was clearly female with how its naked J cup breasts were out for the world to see.
Not to mention how she could clearly see its womanhood in between its legs. The tall gray lizard-like alien because what else could it be except an alien? Had hair that was black and purple and which was styled into a Mohawk that added an extra foot and two inches to her height, the Mohawk having a bang of hair that flowed down the left side of her face which had black lipstick and eyeliner.
In-between her breasts it had a gray X symbol on a faceplate. The Tall naked lizard alien flexed her biceps and let out a roar that was like ten lions gargling salt water. "Heeereees Deathsaurus!"
The Barista let out another scream at the conclusion of the roar and curled up into a ball. "I've changed my mind. You can have the food for free! Just please don't let that giant thing eat me!"
Deathsaurus stuck out her tongue. "Bleck. No thanks. I have no desire to eat you. You look like you're too high in sugar and fats." She then got on one knee and wrapped Ben up in a hug so that his face was between her porpoise gray naked breasts. "Oh Ben oh oh Ben it's so good to see you I feel like it's been forever! What do you need me to do?"
The Emo teen allowed another smile to form on his face, his face heating up and taking on a strawberry tone as Deathsaurus' Vaxasaurian mammaries smothered him. 'Ahhh Deathsaurus always has really big boobs and I know they get bigger too.'
Just merely being in Deathsaurus' presence had blood rushing to a particular point of his anatomy but the Emo teen knew that now was not the time. As soon as Deathsaurus let him go he pointed at the automatic door and spoke in a tone that was the opposite of the dour, constipated, lifeless tone he had been using previously.
"Deathsaurus, the door is locked. I would be really grateful if you could break it down for me. Maybe after I am done eating you and I can find someplace private to have fun?" His voice was playful and teasing especially when he reached out a hand to cup and squeeze one of her breasts, kneading the dark gray globe like dough. "You know how I always love it when you grow after all."
The Barista gagged while Deathsaurus moaned. The latter nodded. "You can count on me Ben! This door will be broken down before you can touch my boobs again!"
The Barista's eyes widened and she reached out a hand. "Wait I already-"
A sound like a wrecking ball hitting a car made the store shake as with a single punch, Deathsaurus not only destroyed the door but also wiped out the entire front section of the store.
Ben slapped the Vaxasaurian's ass before giving it a squeeze, his hands digging into her porpoise gray buttocks. "Good Girl. Let's bail on this joint."
As the teen and the Vaxasaurian walked out of the wreckage, the Barista could only stare in wide eyed disbelief and horror at the mess they made.
"How am I going to explain this?"
(TIMESKIP}
The rain had picked up, now it was like five shower heads were raining down on the colony. Deathsaurus quickly took action picking up a skycar and using it as a makeshift umbrella to shield Ben from the downpour.
"Yum!" Said Ben as he popped four Kale chips into his mouth and after chewing washed them down with a big sip of his caffeinated smoothie, he began to walk backwards so he could admire Deathsaurus' drenched naked body, his gray eyes lingering on her naked gray J cup breasts and how the rain made them shine almost like silver.
His eyes trailer down following the highway of raindrops that flowed down her naked torso, his eyes drinking it all in, how the raindrops made her abs pop and shine like silver.
As he gulped down another sip of his espresso smoothie, his attention was drawn back to Deathsaurus' face by her giggle, to which he saw her black lips curled into a smile. "You're such a naughty boy my Ben. Not even trying to hide the fact that you're ogling my naked body. You're not even offering me your hoodie to cover up ufufufufu~"
Ben allowed a mischievous smile to cross his face. "You and I both know that I gave up trying to make you girls wear clothes years ago because you always threw a tantrum when I made you wear anything."
He popped three Kale chips into his mouth and savored the crunch of the chips as he chewed on them before swallowing. "And now I'm a teen with my hormones high as The Empire state. I might as well enjoy the view you and the other girls offer me whenever I can."
Deathsaurus laughed, her laughter making her gray shiny mammaries shake. "I know I know. I was just teasing you, me and the others always wanted to mold you into our personal naughty boy. And we're proud that we succeeded."
The Emo teen and The Vaxasaurian Goth were leaving the outskirts of the colony now as the former asked. "So you know we're in an alternate universe right? Some lame time traveling hipster sent us to an alternate universe where it's the future. He claimed that "The galaxy was in great danger and I needed to save it" as if I've ever been a hero. All I wanted was for the hipster freaks of my world to leave me alone."
He chuckled and shook his head. "That and have lots of kinky sex with my hot alien babes."
As they reached the foot of a hill, Deathsaurus frowned and set the skycar down as she got on one knee. " So what do you plan to do, Ben? I doubt this "time traveling hipster" will let you come home unless you save this galaxy."
As raindrops soaked his hoodie, The Emo teen bit his lip and glared at the ground in frustration. "I-I don't know."
Suddenly wind flipped around him like a race car as shuttles flew above him in the air, the shuttles were blocky and dark as coal with spiky hoods and held aloft by flaming jets.
The shuttles above and past him made Deathsaurus' Mohawk whip around wildly in the breeze.
Blinking the rain and wind out of her eyes, Deathsaurus squinted at the shuttles as they flew down into the colony. "Those shuttles look… different from the buildings we saw in the colony. In fact they look outright sinister in their design."
Ben shrugged as he took another three sips of his Espresso smoothie. "If they're invaders it's not our problem. This isn't our home, no reason for us to get involved."
Deathsaurus frowned and crossed her arms over her ample bosom. "Yes there is. The woman at the store made you that Espresso smoothie, remember? If this is an invasion and she dies she won't be able to make smoothies for you in the future. Because if you hadn't noticed, we're stuck here for now."
The Emo teen's gray eyes widened like dinner plates as his choppy hair swayed like leaves in the breeze. He let out an exaggerated groan again and said. "Damn it, if I don't play the hero then the only Smoothie store in this universe that I know is going to go up in flames."
He dropped his half finished food absent-mindedly. "Come on, let's go. I can ask for more food as a reward once we're done saving the town."
{BREAK}
Epoto Roggavran hated the hand the gods had dealt him in life. For he was cursed with skin pale as snow, causing his parents to throw him in the dumpster mere hours after his birth for they saw his albinism as a sign of disfavor from the gods.
It was only thanks to a kindly old lady that heard his cries that he didn't die in that dumpster, that old lady becoming his grandmother figure.
Despite his albinism and the stigma he had endured because of it, with his adopted grandmother's help he had obtained a semi good homeschooled education that allowed him to become a combat engineer and be enlisted in The Hegemony's deniable pirate activities.
Epoto Roggavran smiled as he watched his fellow Batarians March throughout The Human colony, placing charges on the doors of their houses to blow open the doors so they could get to the humans inside.
He savored the screams of humans as they were beaten by his comrades, letting himself chuckle as he saw a human woman with caramel skin wearing nothing but her underwear being pulled out of her home while she screamed for help.
"Someone help Harvey! They they shot Harvey, my husband!" Cried the caramel skinned woman as the Batarian that grabbed her ripped off her red bra and fondled her breasts. The latter Batarian snickered, "Forget about that loser, I'll keep you company." As he licked her face.
Epoto chuckled again. "Maybe I'll find myself my own Human whore slave or two to have fun with here."
His shields flared to life, lighting the night air up with their blue glow as sand grain sized metal slugs bounced off them. Falling back on his training, The Albino Batarian barrel rolled into the nearest cover which was a three foot by nine foot yellow crate. "Looks like this Colony's pathetic excuse for fighters finally decided to show themselves!"
The Batarian that was molesting the caramel skin woman got shot in the back three times by an African American man. "Go hide!" He encouraged the now free woman who frantically covered herself, crying as she ran back into her house.
The African American man was with three other men decked out in uniforms with security guard patches on them.
Epoto fiddled with his Omni-tool. "Let's see how they like a combat drone up their infidel ass." His Omni-tool materialized a ball of red holographic energy which headed straight towards the security guards.
"Look out chief! Enemy combat drone!" Called out a human with pale skin as he aimed at the combat drone only for one of Epoto's comrades to knock down his kinetic barriers with a shot from their Sniper rifle thus allowing Epoto to finish them off with his pistol.
The African American Human growled as he fired his submachine gun into the body of a Batarian before he ducked back into cover to pop in a new thermal clip. While he was doing that, Epoto's combat drone took down another one of his men thus causing the dark skinned man to focus his attention on the combat drone.
"Guuurrrk!!" Only for his chest and throat to be shredded by over seventeen rounds courtesy of a turret that Epoto had put up.
With the security guards taken care of, Epoto Roggavran and his team prepared to advance. Except for those who wanted to stay behind and have fun with the colony's women.
Epoto didn't hold anything against his comrades who wanted to take a break and play with the women of this colony. 'Humans may be a godless race but their women are still quite attractive. Plus there's nothing wrong with converting Human women into obedient devout pets by breaking them.'
Another security guard, this one a redhead was running up into the alley, taking aim with his Carnifex when Epoto's turret shredded through his shields which was followed by Epoto himself shooting the red headed security guard in the balls.
The Albino Batarian giggled like a clown at the strangled Frog-like scream that escaped the security guard's mouth as he collapsed into a puddle of his own blood and piss and was promptly finished off by the Combat drone.
And that was when things started going down hill. The ground began to rumble as if half a dozen Alliance Mako's were barreling down on the colony all at once. For a moment Epoto felt his heart rate spike as if adrenaline was being injected straight into his veins.
"This colony isn't supposed-"
Then he saw it, and his heart almost stopped in terror. For although the giant lizard coming his way was quite attractive she was the one who was making the ground shake with her charge.
Burr-urr-urr-urr-urr-urr*
His turret flared and was immediately joined by the Mass Effect Fire of nine other Batarians.
A sound akin to a hundred pebbles thrown by an army of toddlers hitting bullet proof glass rang out in the night air as the dozens upon dozens upon dozen of Mass Effect rounds fell like sand to the ground upon hitting the model-like lizard's flesh.
And then she was up on them, with one hand she picked up the turret and crumpled it into a ball before she made a stance that Epoto had seen in videos of a human game called Baseball.
"Take your turret back! Return to sender!" She said before she threw the crumpled up Turret so hard that it created a sonic boom.
Epoto cried out in agony as he clutched his ears which now leaked dark red blood, he didn't see it but the giant lizard's throw had wiped out three of his comrades.
For the impact of the crumpled up Turret had reduced one Batarian to pure liquid while the shockwave had sent two others flying thirty five feet away where they crashed through windows of various buildings, dying upon impact.
The Albino Batarian couldn't hear anything, except a ringing in his ears and the next thing he knew he was being picked up by his legs.
"What?! Stop! Stop you abomination!" He couldn't hear his own yelling but he knew those were the words he intended to say. 'It can't end like this! I was supposed to have my own collection of whore slaves who couldn't say no to me!'
As Deathsaurus raised him like a whip above his own combat drone, Epoto could only think about how many times women of his own race had rejected him because he was an albino and how he had planned to have his way with human women who had no rights so he could lose his virginity.
"I can't die a virgin! I can't!" Those were his last words as Deathsaurus slammed his head into his own combat drone like a chef would slam a Meat tenderizer into a piece of pork.
{BREAK}
Deathsaurus tossed the now headless albino Batarian corpse over her shoulder as if it was a grease stained newspaper. "Pathetic." She scoffed before she dashed towards the other Batarians, ready to tear them apart with equal viciousness.
{BREAK}
Meanwhile in another part of the colony a trio of Batarians armed with shotguns peaked out of cover and screamed like men whos toes got ran over by a Taxi, as they fired sporadically at an unseen foe. The sound of their three mass effect shotguns clinging throughout the red moon lit night.
Their shooting had no effect because a purple tidal wave of electricity engulfed all three of the Batarians thus making them scream in pain like a frog hooked up to a jumper cable, their arms and legs thrashing with so much force their bones broke a dozen times, their flesh cooking like a pizza in a wood fire oven and their eyeballs exploding like a microwave with a fork in it as they died.
The purple tidal wave of electricity abruptly vanished as if someone flipped the switch and we see a figure that resembled a combination between a Five foot four goth girl and a crab. Her skin was pale as if she hadn't seen the sun in weeks. Her only clothing were a porpoise gray exoskeleton that covered her C cup breasts and hourglass figure.
She had crab legs emerging out of her hips though the crab legs didn't touch the ground and weren't meant for walking, her pale yet plump ass was completely naked and the only thing covering her womanhood was a piece of gray exoskeleton in the form of a pastie.
Her legs were mostly human but it was as if they were wearing thigh high boots in the shape of crab legs with how the exoskeleton on her human legs took on the form of crab legs too.
Her arms had human flesh underneath gray crab armor that formed a pair of pincers on each hand, her eyes were a dark pink and lined with black eyeliner while her head had goth dreadlocks that cascaded down the left side of her face.
The top of her head was popped open with her cranium splitting into two sections that rose from her skull and exposed her brain which sparked with purple electricity.
She stood to the right of a white building that had "BANK" projected in Mustard yellow holographic letters above its windows, the goth crab girl stood in between a pair of police sky cars with windows that had been shot to pieces with one dead officer in the driver side of the left car and both officers turned into swissed cheese in the right car.
A pair of officers taking cover behind the bank's shrubbery stared at her in awe.
"What is she? That thing's a woman right? Because I would hate to find out that I've been staring at a man's ass this whole time." Spoke an Asian officer who was promptly smacked on the head by his Latino partner.
"Get your head out of the gutter Fitzpatrick! We're dealing with a first contact scenario here!"
The now named Fitzpatrick absent mindedly scratched his bald head. "I wonder if her race is entirely female like The Asari? We're due for another sexy alien race."
{MEANWHILE}
Clevertecean knew she was The Nega chaquetrix's version of a Cerebrocrustacean, created to be an ideal Cerebrocrustacean partner for her human user Ben Tennyson. Hence why she didn't look like a pure Cerebrocrustacean and why human men besides Ben lusted after her.
."I see Homo Sapiens are pea brained simpletons bound by their simian ancestors' instincts no matter what universe I'm in." Her voice had a British accent as she muttered to herself, a purple tractor beam launching out of her exposed brain to catch a rocket fired at her by a Batarian rocket trooper which she proceeded to throw at a Batarian pyro thus triggering an explosion that scattered two Batarians into dozens of charcoal-like chunks while the flames bathed eight others and made them scream for help and mercy from their gods as their flesh melted like butter.
The ground cratered under her sharp crab leg-like feet as she shot off like a Lamborghini with her pincers raised in a boxing stance, she crossed the distance and threw out a left hook with her pincer that severed a Batarian's head from his body before she threw out a right hook and another left hook that relieved two more Batarian's of their heads.
Clevertecean then threw out a punch, her right pincer digging into the chest of a Batarian, piercing his armor like a machete through a pinata before she ripped out his still beating heart in a shower of blackish red liquid.
Meanwhile a strawberry blonde haired boy two years younger than Ben stepped out of the bank, his Omni-tool glowing orange as he held it up to record Clevertecean. The strawberry blonde teen's blue eyes sparkled with awe as he moaned to himself. "Oooh boy recording this first contact is going to get me a lot of upvotes on The Extranet."
His blue eyes shine like stars as they locked onto The Crab Goth Girl's ass, his eyes zeroing on how her pale ass wet with raindrops flexed as she jumped twenty two feet into the air and performed a double drop kick that impaled a pair of Batarians with her crab legs before she decapitated another Batarian with a left hook and then used a tractor beam from her exposed brain to rip the flamethrower off of the decapitated Batarian and throw it towards a group of seven Batarian's which she then proceeded to detonate by blasting with purple electricity from her brain.
The strawberry blonde teen who was watching her swooned. "My fellow bros on The Extranet check this out! My home has been attacked by Batarian's the scum of the universe but just as all hope seemed lost this goth crab babe swooped in and began kicking the slaving scum's sorry asses!"
He fiddled with his Omni-tool to zoom in on Clevertecean's rain soaked ass, licking his lower lip while doing so. "We have first contact bros and it's HOT. The Asari have competition bros!"
Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder, startled he turned around to see-
"The fuck you want you emo?"
Ben Tennyson increased the strength of his grip on the strawberry blonde teen's shoulder thus causing him to cry out. "Ouch ouch you're crushing my shoulder bro!"
Ben's gray eye that peaked out from between his choppy hair glared at the flinching teen with contempt. "You can record Clevertecean's slaughter of the losers attacking your town. But DON'T zoom in on her ass. Only I can look at her ass, she's my girl."
The way Ben made his demand was like a snake threatening a mouse to leave his girlfriend alone and the strawberry blonde teen nodded fearfully. "Y-y-yes Bro! I got ya!"
Back to Clevertecean, The Cerebrocrustacean girl used her telekinesis to pick up four shot guns and one submachine gun which she proceeded to use her telekinesis to pull the trigger and unload all five weapons onto a pair of Batarians, the onslaught dropping their shields and soon leaving holes in them like a raw steak stabbed a hundred times and then chewed on by a dog.
She then telekinetically threw all five weapons with such force that they impaled another Batarian like a sword with one shotgun going through his top left eye, one shot gun going through his mouth, another shot gun going through his liver, the fourth going through his right hand and the submachine gun going through his heart.
The Cerebrocrustacean goth clapped her pincers together. "I do say that's the last of those Amphibian ruffians. There are quite a lot of cadavers littering this colony's streets because of mhwa. I shiver to think how many more if I take Deathsaurus' kill count into consideration. Such violence is regretfully necessary no matter what universe."
The strawberry blonde teen had stars in his eyes as he held up his Omni-tool. "You heard it, bros! This girl has beauty and brains all in one! Not only do the Asari have competition but The Salarians do too!"
Ben flipped his choppy hair and walked towards his Cerebrocrustacean girlfriend. Soon putting a hand on her shoulder. "You did good work, Clevertecean. In fact I think you're going to have a new fan club because of your new number one fan over there."
Ben gestured over his shoulder with his thumb, a teasing smile on his face thus causing Clevertecean to scoff and roll her eyes. "Great. Just what I needed. More drooling troglodytes lusting over my superior Artificial Cerebrocrustacean form."
Ben wrapped his arms around her waist before he groped her ass with both his hands, his hands kneading her pale ass like dough as he slammed his lips into hers. The two locking lips.
Smooch smooch smooch* Emo Human and Goth Cerebrocrustacean battled orally, their tongues entering each other's mouths with them moaning into each other's mouths as Clevertecean began to dry hump and grind her hips and crotch against Ben.
"This is going to get me over a thousand new subscribers!" shouted the Strawberry blonde teen as he watched.
When Ben broke the kiss with Clevertecean he raised back his right hand and gave her left butt cheek a smack thus making her let out a high pitch yelp. "You seem to like this drooling troglodyte lusting after you." He teased.
Clevertecean's cheeks were dusted with pink and she muttered happily. "Well… you're the exception… because you're handsome." While steam came out of her ears.
She quickly broke out of the embrace and brushed her dreadlocks. "Anyways, you should check up on Deathsaurus. See how she's dealing with The Invaders on her end."
Ben chuckled. "You're so cute, I look forward to having some alone time with you when this is over."
"Me too." Whispered Clevertecean as she felt her groin heat up underneath her shell-like pastie.
{MEANWHILE}
In another part of town, a lone Batarian armed with a submachine gun was sweating bullets as he hid behind a white building. "By the gods by the gods! That thing's killed everyone! And if the mechs don't stop her she's going to kill me!"
He hugged his submachine gun like a teddy bear and peeked out from behind cover to see the three YMIR Mechs he had unleashed on Deathsaurus, advancing on her all at once.
"Target acquired. Species unknown." Said one YMIR Mech.
Two of the YMIR Mechs fired their rocket launchers while the third cut loose with their twin barrels. Two rockets and twin gun fire soared towards Deathsaurus and upon hitting The Vaxasaurian Goth kicked up an explosion of heat and dirt.
A sound akin to bullets hitting stone rang out only for when the smoke and fire cleared to show Deathsaurus with a cocky smirk on her face as she cracked her knuckles. "These robots are supposed to be your Trump card? They are almost as tall as me but not nearly as strong."
Soon two of the YMIR Mechs began pouring gun fire on her at the same time, the mass effect rounds bouncing off her like pebbles. She laughed as she charged like a quarterback, ignoring the tungsten rounds as she closed in on the first YMIR mech.
"Ohhh myyyy good!" Screamed the lone Batarian in terror as he watched Deathsaurus football tackle the YMIR mech into a building, the building being crushed like a gingerbread house under both the YMIR Mech and The Vaxasaurian Goth.
She let out a laugh as she raised her fist and punched the YMIR mech once then a second time then a third time thus leaving its head and upper torso looking like a crushed empty soda can.
She was then hit by two more rockets courtesy of the remaining YMIR Mechs, the rockets didn't even make her flinch, the most "damage" they managed to do was making her breasts jiggle.
She quickly ripped an arm off her first YMIR mech kill. "Have at thee you glass cannons!" She taunted before she swung her stolen arm like a mace right into the head of another YMIR mech.
Metal screeched as the stolen arm flattened and was torn apart against the head of the second YMIR mech, the latter mech's head splitting open like a jawbreaker hit by a hammer.
She then tore that YMIR in half, wires snapping like pork skins and sparkling like cut power lines while metal seemed to scream in pain before she tossed the upper half of the YMIR at the last YMIR mech thus crushing both as the top half of her most recent victim collided into the last YMIR creating a scene akin to two bullets hitting each other on the battlefield.
The bodies seemed to fuse together in a macabre machine dance as they spun twenty nine feet back before collapsing into the mud, letting out a pitiful whine before the lights winked out.
Deathsaurus gave a toothy smile. "These are the weakest robots I've ever met. They're more suited to serving drinks than actual combat!"
The sole surviving Batarian choked as all four of his eyes bugged out of his head. "Duh duh duh huh huh wah wah-" He lost the ability to form coherent words as terror consumed his heart like a colony of ravenous ants.
How could he not be terrified when he was in the presence of a being so powerful that they considered YMIR Mechs to be mere drink servers and not fit for combat at all! With Deathsaurus' words still echoing in his head, the sole surviving Batarian voided his bladder and his bowls thus boiling his pants with brown feces and asparagus smelling urine as he fainted.
Deathsaurus' nose twitched as she picked up the odor from the Batarian who fainted and soiled himself. "Gross! One of those four eyed freaks must have lost control of their bowels. Wouldn't be the first time someone I fought did that."
Just then the X symbol on her chest flashed purple as Ben's voice came through it like a radio. "Deathsaurus, how are the invaders on your end? Am I right to assume that they were unable to harm you?"
Deathsaurus' smile returned. "Hey cutie good to hear your charming voice again. No need to worry about me. The strongest hardware these bullies were packing crumpled like tin cans with a single punch." She chuckled and shook her head. "I've got one survivor. He shat himself when I took out his drink server robots. YMIR Mechs he called them. Though for some reason he acted like they were ultimate killing machines. Should I bring you the survivor?"
The X faceplate symbol on her chest flashed purple again as Ben replied. "Yes, bring him to me. I feel like the people of this town will want to get payback on one of the invaders. And Deathsaurus, good work, I'm proud of you."
The Vaxasaurian Goth beamed. "Thank you Ben. Let's hope our efforts have earned you a place to stay from some grateful townspeople while you're here!"
"That and some Kale chips and Espresso smoothies too." Replied the Emo teen with hope and amusement.
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(MEANWHILE IN ORBIT}
The bridge of The Hegemony's Fury was silent, yet buzzing with shock, confusion and horror like a swarm of African killer bees. The only sounds that could be heard on the bridge were the crew's jaws opening and shutting and Commander Udratok's knuckles turning pale as he gripped his arm rest as if he was in danger of being sucked out into the unforgiving vacuum outside.
After another minute of tense silence that threatened to snap their necks, a crew member spoke. "What were those things? They looked like naked women… but they shrugged off Mass effect fire, even from YMIR Mechs. How did-" The crew member trailed off while shaking uncontrollably.
Commander Udratok and his bridge crew had witnessed the one sided slaughter of their ground team via their body cams. What they witnessed was unprecedented not only in The Hegemony's history but in Galactic history as a whole.
A duo of sweat drops ran down the right side of Commander Udratok's brow as he grit his teeth. 'Those men were loyal soldiers of The Hegemony. Willing to give their lives for a better Hegemony. But… but their sacrifices meant nothing. Not when the humans have allies this powerful.'
He suddenly shouted. "The Humans have shown to possess allies of unimaginable power! As of now I am ordering a retreat back to Hegemony space so we can warn our people about these demonic abominations Humanity has created!"
A crew member piped up. "Sir, why don't we orbitally bombard the planet?"
Commander Udratok shook his head, sending sweat flying around his command chair. "No. If we do that, that will give Humanity no reason to wait before unleashing their demons upon us. Right now they have the advantage. I hate this, but we have to bide our time and build up our military before we even have a prayer in standing against an army of those abominations. I repeat, retreat, warn our people so that we may prepare!"
Witnessing the totally effortless annihilation of their ground team has eradicated all traces of their ego and jingoism out of them, now there was nothing but fear and defeat in the hearts of the Batarians in orbit. Who flew their ships towards the systems Mass Relay with their tails in-between their legs.
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And so as the rain clouds parted, as the dawn rose over the colony of Sherman's Sword. It's colonists grieved over the Fallen, they cheered as their leaders declared The Batarian's had retreated, and most of all they welcomed the Emo from another universe with open arms full of gratitude.
This is the story of how Nega Ben, armed with his Chaquetrix, helped a certain commander save a galaxy while getting involved in a lot of kinky hijinks along the way.
This is the story of how The Normandy gained a Nega Ally.
AUTHORS NOTES!
So what do you Taters think? Deathsaurus is goth humungousaur, and Clevertecean is Goth Brainstorm. I didn't come up with the names myself. I found them on Reddit, though I did imagine the designs myself.
To answer a few questions you might have, according to the wiki. Nega Ben's favorite foods are Kale chips and Espresso smoothies, and since I'm using an alternate version of that Ben it makes sense why he would mention that food a lot.
This Ben isn't heroic, in fact if Deathsaurus hadn't nagged him to save the colonist he would have left the people of Sherman's Sword to the mercy of The Batarians.
I imagine my Nega Ben as someone who's affectionate and perverted towards the alien monster girls from his Nega Chaquetrix but to everyone else he's cold, careless, dour, lazy and heartless.
Though I do plan for him to grow more into a hero as time goes on.
Anyways later Taters!
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