"Y'know, I was having a pretty good day" Ben thought to himself, slapping his Plumber disk on "Good night's sleep, pranked Gwen and even got a cool Sumo Slammer keychain from the cereal box"
A series of explosions and battle cries from outside the R.V caught his attention, smoke rising from several destroyed windmills at the nearby wind farm "And then 'she' had to show up"
Pulling up the hood on his Plumber suit, Ben carefully made his way to the front of the capsized Rustbucket. Seeing Max and Gwen, still buckled into their seats, alive but dazed he let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god"
The R.V was suddenly rocked as something collided with it. Ben, stepping out of a broken window, found Stingwing lying upside down beside it.
"Ok" she chittered angrily, scuttling back to her feet "No more Mrs nice bug!" taking flight, she sped off towards the wind farm. As she charged back into the fight, Ben's attention was on her opponent.
"Bevin"
On the one hand, Ben was glad she wasn't dead. On the other hand, he really wished she'd stayed in the San Francisco Bay.
The chimeric villainess dodged a volley of shards from Crystal Knight, using 'XLR8's' greater speed to stay ahead of the razor shards.
"I'm almost glad to see you again" Crystal Knight said while firing another volley "Now we can finish what we started back at the mint!"
"Oh I have unfinished business too, just not with you" Bevin giggled as she zoomed forward to deliver a crystal blade stab on the 'hero', driving her back.
Moving to assist, Stingwing attempted to pin Bevin down with a stream of adhesive slime that the villainess countered with a jet of flame. The collision created a small explosion as the slime ignited, the blast forcing the insectoid 'hero' down.
"Do yourselves a favor and stay out of my way. You couldn't beat me when I could only use ONE of your powers, now I have them all at once!" Bevin taunted, scanning the battlefield she quickly found her target "There you are~"
Ben grimaced behind his mask, prepping his wrist blade and a few explosive pellets. An unsettling smile appeared on Bevin's face.
"Oh, you want to play 'rough'? I can do that~" she giggled, preparing to charge.
Her distraction upon seeing Ben however, left her open to a sucker punch from Crystal Knight. Bevin grunted as she tried to swing back with her arm blade, Crystal Knight countered with her own…and shattered the younger girl's blade.
"You might have 'all' of our powers, but they're only a pale imitation of us" despite her confident words, Crystal Knight was worried. Bevin didn't need to beat them after all, just run out the clock.
Given her grin, Bevin was thinking the same thing "Running out of steam? Ben deserves a girl with more 'stamina'~" as Crystal Knight's glare sharpened, Bevin smirked…until Stingwing dove into her back. Sending her face first into the dirt while the 'hero' regrouped with Ben.
Climbing onto Stingwing's back Ben yelled "Alright guys, let's finish this!" the 'heroes' charged as Bevin prepared to meet them head on.
The clash never came, as an intense red light shot down from the skies. The four were totally engulfed and when it faded, the fled was silent and empty.
The next thing Ben and Stingwing knew they were standing in a pitch black room, a spotlight soon shone down on them as they tensed.
"Presenting our newest challengers, from Earth!" a voice boomed across the area as the lights snapped on. Revealing the room to be unsettling like an arena.
"Challengers?" Ben muttered before the sound of a roaring crown caught his attention, as hundreds of aliens cheered from the stands above.
"Sorry" Stingwing chittered "I only do 'private' shows"
Before Ben could question that statement the sound of shifting machinery drew his attention to the far wall as a large, blade armed robot stomped towards them "Oh come on, really?!"
Inside a private room, a mysterious figure watched his latest 'recruits' as they battled the training droids. Four beings at once was an unexpected surprise, but so far he was very pleased with the results.
In her arena, Crystal Knight slipped past the robot's wild swings. With a few well placed slashes her opponent was left disarmed and half the bot it used to be.
Stepping back satisfied, she was caught off guard as a pair of smaller arms emerged from its shoulders. Using the stumps of its larger arms, the robot launched itself forward and pinned the 'hero' to the floor.
Grunting with effort, she managed to wrap her legs around the machine's head as she grappled with its smaller arms. Allowing her form to shift, her shapely thighs sharpened as she squeezed them together, decapitating the robot and finally destroying it.
The crowd went wild over both the fight, and the fighter.
"God I wish that was me" "You'd be dead, idiot" "Worth it!"
"Maybe it's a good thing Ben wasn't here to see that" she hummed thoughtfully, smoothing out her legs again "I wouldn't want him to be afraid of getting 'closer' with me~"
"Graceful yet deadly" the figure replayed the finishing blow again "She'll certainly 'attract' a lot of attention at any rate"
Bevin meanwhile took a different approach.
"Stupid scrapheap! You think you can keep me from him?!"
The crowd roared in excitement at the brutality, as Bevin quite literally tore her opponent to pieces. Spitting out a chunk of metal, she used her crystal arm to check her reflection.
"Better not be anything caught in my teeth" she grumbled "I don't want to cut up his cute little face when we pick up where we left off~"
"Relentless and brutal" the figure chuckled darkly "This one is true gladiator material"
Ben smirked as Stingwing managed to trap the robot in place, guiding her down she stabbed a hole into the machine's neck allowing him to drop a handful of explosive pellets in.
"Fire in the hole!" he cheered, as the explosives ripped it apart from the inside "Awesome work there, Stingwing" he congratulated her, the 'hero' buzzing happily as she landed.
"Thanks 'partner'. Now what do you say we bust out of here?"
"Resourceful and spirited. Perhaps we could try mixing up his pairings for-hmm?"
As the walls began to recede into the floor, a familiar chime rang out followed by two bright red flashes. The crowds cried out in surprise and disappointment as Crystal Knight and Stingwing vanished, leaving only Ben and Bevin in the arena.
"Uh oh" Ben gulped, as Bevin spotted him. A manic grin on her face "Ben~"
The young hero flinched as she appeared in front of him in a burst of speed, his situation didn't improve when she used her upper arms to lift him into the air. Kicking the air, Ben blushed in a mix of embarrassment and anger as Bevin used her lower arms to pull back his hood.
"Hmm, now this feels familiar" she teased, leaning in close "So, Ben..where were we?~"
Fortunately for him, the pair were teleported once more just as she drew close. When they reappeared inside a dingy yet spacious cell, the pair's arrival drew curious stares from the other 'challengers'.
"Ugh, what was tha-ACK!"
Taking advantage of her confusion, Ben planted his feet on her chest before activating the jet boots. As Bevin staggered back Ben skidded across the floor, barely keeping his feet as he held up his wrist blade.
His eye twitched as Bevin simply laughed him off "Oh so you want some more foreplay? You're such a tease Ben~"
"I'm not 'playing'! I-" his threat trailed off as a pair of large, red samurai styled robots rolled between them.
With inhuman speed, the robots stabbed at the pair with the blunt end of their halberds, leaving a small metal stud on their chests.
"Hey! Only Ben's allowed to touch t-ARGH!" Bevin's indignant rant was cut short as the guard bot pressed a panel on its forearm, sending an intense shock through her and Ben.
While the guards returned to their posts at the door, Ben took in the room fully "Where are we?" he wondered, before spotting the windows towards the roof. Windows showing the stars.
"Oh that isn't good" he groaned, just before Bevin snatched him up again.
"No more distractions! I-ARGH!" Bevin and Ben once more reeled back as the disks on their chest let out another pulse.
Groaning as he sat back up, Ben glowered in the direction of the robotic guards "I know I wanted to keep Bevin away, but I could do without getting fried every time she grabs me"
"Grah! Are you kidding me?" Bevin snarled "I've got 'my' Ben right here, and I can't even snuggle?!"
Ben gagged before a thought crossed his mind as he gazed at the timed out Chaquetrix. It wasn't a pleasant thought, and he really wasn't looking forward to it, but he might just need her help.
"Hey..Bevin" as she turned to him, Ben fought back a shiver "If you want to (urg) snuggle" he tried to ignore how her eyes lit up "Then we need to get out of here and back home"
"Good luck with that" came a weary voice from behind them, as the two earthlings remembered they weren't the only ones in the room.
Nine other prisoners sat miserably around the cell, with a seemingly eyeless blue alien speaking up again "THIS is your home now, get used to it"
"We've all been taken from our native worlds, and forced to fight for the entertainment of the galaxy" a green, stalk-eyed alien added sadly.
"Hmph! I'm only interested in 'entertaining' one person" Bevin snorted, shooting Ben a wink much to his displeasure.
He was spared having to deal with that, for now, as the roof opened up over a long metal bench and with disgusting purple sludge being deposited onto some waiting trays.
"Meal time!" the blue alien shouted excitedly, Ben reluctantly following the crowd over to the 'food'.
"Ugh, it makes grandpa's cooking look good" he pushed his tray away while the blue alien shook his head.
"I'd eat while you can, before Technora demands her offering"
"Who's Technora?" Bevin asked, feeling a spike of annoyance at the thought of another woman being near 'her' man.
A series of heavy footfalls silenced all idle chatter, the prisoners quickly moving to kneel next to the bench as an orange alien about as tall (and muscular) as Armizon entered the room. With a crudely grafted cybernetic arm topped with a mace larger than most beings' heads, along with an impressive bust, it was hard not to stare as she approached them.
"She is the reigning champion, you would be wise to show respect" the blue alien whispered, while Bevin scoffed jealously "She doesn't look that great" before turning back to finish her food.
Technora sighed internally as she claimed her first offering, ignoring the grovelling prisoner as he (like all his fellow prisoners) looked on with desire restrained by their fear of her strength or her cybernetics.
But despite her fearsome appearance, her inner thoughts were…
"Why can't they get any 'real' men in this dumb arena?" she sulked "Everyones either too scared to talk back, or they try sneak peeks when they think I'm not looking"
Picking up another tray she rolled her eyes as the closet prisoner cowered at her feet "Does anyone have any backbone here?"
"Whoa, she's awesome!" an excitable sounding voice called out.
Technora blinked in surprise while the other prisoners gaped in disbelief at the seeming soon to be corpse. Following their shocked stares, Technora found herself staring at a…short human?
Crouching down, yet still towering head and shoulders above him, she was caught off guard by the genuine excitement on his face ("Goofy grin, messy hair, shining green eyes….Oh no, he's totally my type!")
"Do you know who I am?" she growled, ("Let's see how well he holds up, up close") she thought, keeping her face as neutral as possible.
While the others nearby flinched at her tone, Ben scratched his head thoughtfully "Well, these guys say you're the champion, so you've got to be strong" he smiled excitedly and she fought the urge to squee ("Ack! Too cute!")
"And this doesn't frighten you?" she pressed, placing her mace hand on on the bench beside him while she mused to herself ("He puts on a good act, but he'll cave like all the rest-")
"That is so cool!" Once again she found herself caught off guard, as Ben practically jumped up to get a better look at the limb.
Upon seeing where the arm connects to her torso, his smile drops ("Here it is") the champion thought disappointedly "Something wrong human?" she asked mockingly.
"Does it hurt?"
Well, three for three on stopping her cold "...Sometimes" she admits, the unexpected show of concern getting a genuine answer that surprised even her ("Am I blushing? Oh ancestors, please tell me I'm not blushing!")
"I wonder if Ultra-T could fix this up" he muttered, before gently tracing his hand along the chest graft "You ok with that?"
Still focused on the scarred patch, it took a few seconds to realise that she hadn't replied. Actually there didn't seem to be any noise except the faint hum of the guards.
Looking around he stared in confusion at the varying reactions to his innocent, yet brazen actions.
The prisoner's jaws practically hit the floor in stunned disbelief at his fearless act.
Technora, much to her own disbelief, felt a blush forming on her face ("Oh no, I underestimated how dangerous he was!")
And Bevin…
A loud crash snapped everyone out of their daze, the room turning as one to see a furious Bevin having stabbed crystal hand into the bench. "What do you think you're doing?"
Ben wasn't sure why she was so mad, but it probably wouldn't end well for any of them "Bevin don-"
Technora was suddenly thrown back as the chimeric villainess launched herself at the larger woman "Who do you think you are trying to seduce 'my' Ben?!" The other prisoners shared a confused look.
"But she wasn't-/Shut up! You want to get caught in that?" the blue/green aliens whispered.
("Who is this psycho?!") "You want a fight brat? Fine!"
"Wait, stop!" The two barely manage to halt themselves as Ben steps between them "We shouldn't be fighting each other. We should be trying to find a way off this ship!"
"We will" Bevin promised cheerfully, before raising her flaming arm threateningly "Just as soon as I teach this man stealing hussy who's boss!"
Checking the watch Ben groaned as he realised it was still recharging "Sometimes I hate this watch!"
Just as Bevin was about to fire, all three of them were engulfed in a red light. When they reappeared, the trio found themselves inside a far fancier room.
"I'm getting real sick of that/Where are we?" Bevin/Ben said, Technora shifted uncomfortably.
As the three were forced to the ground by a squad of guard bots, they became aware of a figure watching them from behind a thin, red tinted wall dividing the room.
"Greetings contenders, I am Slix Vigma" the figure gestured grandly to the room "This is the Megacrusier, and everything on it belongs to me" he pointed at the kneeling trio "Including you"
"I don't belong to anyone but Ben, you smug little-ARGH!" Bevin spasmed as another shock ripped through her.
"I speak. YOU listen"
Ben had to admit, this guy really pulled off being a threatening villain. Subtly checking the watch to see if it had recharged yet "Come on. What's taking so long?"
"These eyes see everything on this ship, and these hands control everything on this ship. Which is how I saw this" he brought up a recording of the altercation in the cells "Which has given me a most entertaining idea. It has been a while since we've had a fighter as strong, and ruthless as you" he gestured to Bevin "And it has been too long since I've seen my precious champion so motivated. Therefore, they will battle in a special match where the winner will receive…you"
Ben blinked as he saw the figure point at him "Wait, what?"
Bevin's expression went from anger to pure bliss "I get to pummel this hussy, AND I get Ben without being shocked?" she grinned viciously as her right eye flashes purple "I'm game"
Technora subtly glanced at Ben out the corner of her eye, before attempting (poorly) to act aloof "Hmph, fine! I'll teach this brat a lesson…and I guess I'll put up with him too" ("Ahh, why did I say that?! Now he's gonna think I'm a total jerk!")
As the pair were teleported into the arena, Slix brought up a screen for Ben to observe the match that would decide his future. Though Ben could hardly watch, unwilling to watch Bevin do her best to brutalise the champion. Though technora wasn't making it easy, not by a long shot.
"It is a shame that the other two contenders we acquired from Earth managed to escape" Slix began conversationally, eagerly watching as the money rolled in from bets on the match "You wouldn't happen to know how they managed that, would you?"
As Ben glared back defiantly, he heard the glorious sound of the watch chiming ready "Sometimes I love this watch" As Slix tilted his head curiously, Ben pushed himself up onto his knees.
"You want more fighters? Then you'll love my partner!" making his selection, Ben slammed the dial down.
Slix's eyes widened as the flash faded, with Armizon standing protectively over the young hero "Restrain her!"
Four guards moved to encircle her, Armizon simply smirked and cracked her knuckles "Sit tight, short king. I'll deal with this"
While Armizon effortlessly dismantled Slix's security force, Ben made his second selection. Upon spotting Ultra-T appearing beside the human, Slix's smug attitude vanished.
"All guards, to my chambers! Destroy that Mechamorph!" he ordered, before activating Ben's control disk.
"Gah! Ultra-T….the…disk!" Ben grit out as his body was wracked with waves of energy.
As the technopathic 'hero' fought through the shocks to deactivate the disk, Armizon glared at the now isolated tyrant. Slix had just enough time to register how badly he'd miscalculated before Armizon tore apart the wall dividing him from the rest of the room, revealing a strange, robed alien with a large disk like head.
Grabbing him by the collar, the 'hero' tossed him towards the centre of the room "I'm going to start beating you now" Armizon said, raising her right fists "And I'll be honest, I don't know when I'll stop"
Meanwhile, Ben and Ultra-T moved to find the controls to disable the guards and stop the match. But…
"There's nothing here?" Ben stared at the empty space behind the destroyed wall "But that doesn't make any sense, how did he do all that when there's no controls back here?"
"Perhaps the controls are still on his person?" Ultra-T suggested, the pair looking back to see Armizon tossing Slix aside to fend off more newly arrived guards.
The impact jolted Stix badly, with…sparks coming off him? "These hands control everything…" Ben muttered, also recalling how Slix panicked at seeing Ultra-T "Wait, could he be…?"
"I know where the controls are" Ben smirked as Ultra-T's 'face' shifted into an 'eye smile' "As expected of our 'partner' " she praised as Ben pointed directly at the struggling tyrant.
Slix didn't even have time to cry out as Ultra-T extended an arm towards him.
Inside the arena, the battle between Bevin and Technora was coming to an end. They'd fought hard in a long and epic battle that would have surely been very gripping to read about. Alas it was all over bar the crying now as Bevin drove a burning fist into the champion's stomach, bringing her to her knees as a panting Bevin stood over her.
"Finally" she hissed, raising her crystal bladed arm and forming it into a blade "We're both going to get what we deserve"
Technora closed her eyes in anticipation of the blow only for something to land in the ring behind her, drawing both their attention. Bevin snarled in frustration "You again?!"
Armizon met her glare with one of her own "Bevin, still a hot mess I see" she sniped.
Technora, while grateful to be alive, was starting to feel awkward being caught between the two. As Bevin prepared to attack, two more figures joined them in the ring. One was a floating, legless robot with black metallic 'skin' and purple circuitry. While the other…
"Hey, sorry it took so long to stop the fight" Ben apologised, before gesturing towards her control disk "Ultra-T could you..?"
And just like that, her shackles were released. Watching as it dropped to the floor with a faint 'clink', she looked back up to see his (damn cute) smile as he pointed his thumb over his shoulder.
"We're going to head to the escape pods, you coming with?" he asked playfully.
"I'll follow you anywhere" she replied ("Wait did I say that out loud?!")
"Huh?" over Ben's shoulder Bevin. Armizon and Ultra-T felt their eyes twitch.
"I-I mean..You've saved my life and freed me from this pit. My life is yours now" Technora replied. ("I just proposed. Why did I propose?!")
Ben scratched his cheek, feeling slightly embarrassed by how serious she seemed. "Hey, it's fine. You're free now, you can do what you want"
Technora looked away bashfully "Then can I…come with you? J-just until I repay my debt!" ("Stop talking. Stop talking")
"...I don't like her" Armizon muttered, as Ultra-T's circuits flashed angrily.
As Ben prepared to answer, Bevin's patience finally ran out "ENOUGH! I've had it with all you freaks trying to steal 'MY' Ben! I'm gonna-HURK!"
Ben and Technora blinked in surprise as Armizon delivered a pair of punches to her face, while Ultra-T blasted her back with an energy beam. As Bevin collapsed to the floor in a daze, Ben gave his 'partners' a questioning look.
"She deserved it" Armizon replied defensively.
"Should we…bring her back to Earth?" Ben asked, with the three women sharing a look.
"No/ Negative/ I wouldn't" the three replied almost instantly.
Before Ben could question if leaving her behind was what heroes would do, a loud siren began to ring out.
"Initiating intergalactic hyperjump launch"
"What?! Ultra-T, what's going on?" Ben asked. The technopathic alien flickering in distress.
"Something is overriding my control. I-" one of her hands suddenly shot up, pulling away part of her 'skin' to reveal Slix's eye.
"You don't have as much control as you think-" he began, before Technora's fist collided with his exposed face. Breaking his concentration and allowing Ultra-T to regain control.
"That felt satisfying," the former champion sighed, while Ben checked on his 'partner'.
"I cannot stop the countdown, we must leave now!" she said, teleporting all prisoners to the escape pod bay and disabling their control disks. As they looked around in confusion, Ben whistled to get their attention.
"Alright guys, time to go! Everyone get in a pod, they should take you back to your world" he explained.
The prisoners didn't need to be told twice, eagerly rushing into the nearest pod and blasting off to freedom. Soon, only Technora and the 'heroes' remained as Ben moved to one of the remaining pods.
"Two pods left" Ben commented, realising just how small the pods were "Armizon and Technora will need to be in separate pods, but me and Ultra-T will need to share with one of you"
"I got you, short king/ It'd be the least I could do for you" Armizon/Technora replied at the same time, before glaring at each other as their words sunk in.
("How many women are interested in this guy? Wait, does that mean he's got a thing for strong women? Am I his type?!") Technora's thoughts started to spiral, when an annoying chime began to sound from the watch and the 'hero's' icons.
"Seriously?!" Armizon snapped as she and Ultra-T vanished in a flash of red, leaving Ben and Technora face to face with a furious Slix Vigma.
"You pathetic meatbags! Nobody controls Slix Vigma" he raised his mechanical limbs as they shifted to razor sharp claws "Nobody-IIIEEE!" he broke off into a high pitched, electronic screech as a green crystal blade punched though his body.
Tossing the bot aside, Bevin glared at the duo "Where do you think you're going with 'my' Ben?" the villainess unleashed a stream of fire at the former champion, knocking her back into one of the pods.
"Technora!" Ben cried out, watching helplessly as the pod doors slammed shut before blasting her off towards Earth.
He soon had his own problems, as he found himself pinned to a wall by a glob of adhesive slime. Pulling at the bindings, Ben tensed as Bevin approached her helpless target.
"This ship is going to jump to who knows where, we need to get out of here!" Ben tried to reason with her, Bevin however snorted dismissively.
"Who cares about that?" She leered down at him "All that matters is that I finally have you, all to myself~"
Leaning away from her Ben fumbled with the watch "Come on, please work"
Bevin let out a frustrated growl as she petulantly stomped her foot "Ugh, enough with those fakes already! What can they offer that I can't? I've taken the best parts of everyone in that dumb watch!"
As if in response the chimed ready, displaying a certain icon that brought a smile to Ben's face "Not everyone"
One flash later and Bevin found herself face to face with an alien she'd never seen before "What?"
"Bevin, meet Pinball" Ben smirked "Pinball, why don't you show her what you can do"
The normally bubbly 'hero' looked on determined "So you're this Bevin the others have been going on about?"
Bevin began to laugh "Yeah, what're you gonna do about it chubby?"
"Hey, not cool!" Ben snapped, while Pinball simply curled up "This!"
What followed was an almost comical display, as Bevin was…well, pinballed around the room. The chimeric villainess, totally unprepared for the assault, had no chance to fight back.
While Bevin was getting her third butt kicking of the day, Ben popped his wrist blade and cut himself free. Dropping back to the ground, Ben made his way over to the last remaining escape pod.
"Pinball, over here!"
Pausing her attack as she spun the battered villainess into the deck, Pinball unfolded just long enough to whisper a short reply "By the way, given how much Ben loves being 'inside' me, I think he's pretty 'satisfied' with me just the way I am~"
Not giving her a chance to respond, Pinball curled back up before zooming across the room and into the pod alongside her 'partner'.
As the pod doors closed, Bevin tried to force herself up to no avail. But as she struggled she was unaware of an almost 'ghostly' shadow that detached from her, the spectral figure quickly crossing the room and phasing into the pod just before it launched.
Ben flinched as he felt a chill pass over him, the watch sparking red briefly before returning to normal "What was that?"
"Did you say something Ben?" Pinball asked, Ben looked up from his spot in her lap (Hey she was a lot comfier than the seats in this thing) before shrugging.
"It's probably nothing" he replied, watching out the window as the Megacruiser vanished in a bright flash to parts unknown "..Bye Bevin. He whispered, feeling a small pang of guilt before settling back against his 'partner' for the journey home.
"The gps tracker is still offline" Max said, attempting to restart the device "We've got no way of tracking him until I get it back"
Gwen sighed, leaning back against the Rustbucket "What are we going to do?" she asked, genuinely worried for him "It's not like a clue is going to just…fall out of the sky of something"
The roar of an engine steadily grew overhead just before a strange pod slammed into the ground nearby.
Gwen blinked while Max looked between her and the pod in surprise "..And maybe we won't have to deal with those 'heroes' for a while" she said hopefully.
Then the pod hatch opened letting Pinball roll down the ramp unfolding, the landing leaving her crouched (closely) over Ben "(Sigh) Worth a shot" Gwen groaned.
"Thanks for the save Pinball" Ben said as the watch began to time out.
"Anytime Ben, just don't wait too long next time. I miss our 'rolls'~" she giggled before vanishing.
"Ben! Thank god you're okay." Max said, pulling him into a hug "We've been looking all over for you, where were you?"
"That's kinda a long story" Ben replied, looking around and appearing disappointed "Ah man. I guess Technora landed somewhere else"
Gwen and Max froze "Who's Technora?" she asked hesitantly.
"Oh she's this awesome gladiator cyborg" Ben explained cheerfully, much to their concern "I wanted to talk with her, tell her she didn't need to be all 'My life belongs to you' and stuff"
"What?!" Gwen shrieked in panic while Max had a worried look in his eyes. Something about that situation felt familiar.
"Could you, uh, describe her for me?It might help me..track her down" Max lied.
"Sure. She was about as big as Armizon. Orange skin. Oh. she had these little horns on her chin! Those were kinda cool" Ben explained, oblivious to Max's growing dismay.
"A Detrovite….he got proposed to by a Detrovite" Max mumbled helplessly "His parents are going to kill me"
"What was that grandpa?" Ben asked, while Gwen suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Never go off without us again!" Max begged, much to Ben's confusion.
-Canon Omake-
Technora grunted as the pod made landfall, strolling down the ramp, the former champion found herself in a quiet back alley parking lot.
Looking around she felt her shoulders slump as she realised that no other pod had landed nearby.
("Oh perfect. What do I do now?") she thought.
As she tried to think up a plan, the door to a building behind her opened. A tired looking stage hand and a very dapper southern gentleman prepared to light a cigarette/cigar when they noticed the lost looking warrior.
"Hey, are you one of the wrestlers? The roll calls about to start, I'd head inside and grab something from the snack table before 'The Immovable Object' gets to it" the stage hand said, seemingly unbothered by the sight before him.
"Wrestler?" Technora muttered, the southern gentleman approached.
"'Scuse me ma'am, my name is H.E Grady" he greeted politely "You wouldn't happen to have a sponsor would you?"
"Uh, no?" she replied.
Grady smiled cheerfully "Well then, maybe we could work something out? You sign on with me, and I'll make sure you get a good deal. What do ya' say?"
The alien warrior 'hmm'd' thoughtfully ("I don't really care about Earth money…but maybe he could help in another way")
"If I agree, could you help me find someone?" she asked, Grady quirked a brow but nodded "I'd do my best ma'am. What's their name?"
Technora felt a genuine smile form on her face "His name is Ben…"