Twisted Trans Sister | By : straywolfxx Category: +1 through F > Ben 10 Views: 13210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"I think that clown sent us on a wild goose chase," Ben, now in his human form, stated glumly.
"Really, Ben? I wouldn't have guessed," Gwen's words dripped with sarcasm, "I think we've only been walking nearly three hours now.
"Hey, Jet-Ray helped us cover a good distance before I tired out. Kevin hasn't called us either, so it's safe to bet he hasn't found anything either," Ben stopped to rest on a large rock sitting by the road. His feet ached now, and he needed to give them some time off for a moment or two. The Omnitrix was looking mighty good now, it had been for nearly an hour and a half. He sighed to himself, but it was so good to be himself, literally, around Gwen alone and spend a few hours holding her hand, and talking. All this and keeping on with their mission. With Kevin around this was an impossibility. He hated restraining he actions 24/7.
Ben turned his head in the direction they came from and then to the direction they were going. It all looked the same to him. Pine trees grew densely in this region, and the other plant life was so thick in between, one probably couldn't make way without the aide of a machete. Colors all around ranged from light to a very dark green. Many flowers grew in the few feet of open grass between asphalt and forest. From the look of it, this place had plenty of rainfall to keep it all growing. This day must be an exception, Ben thought to himself. The sun was out in the pale blue sky, with a steady temperature in the low eighties, hardly any humidity.
"I don't think we're gonna find much down this way, honestly. Nothing seems out of the ordinary… at least, nothing out of the ordinary has happened yet––and it should have by now."
Gwen took a moment to reflect, "We should turn back. Nightfall will find us soon, and we don't know if there's any place to stay down the road. There was a diner we flew by just before you turned human again, a small inn was right next to it."
"If we walk, it'll be dinner time when we get there," Ben chimed.
"Sounds good to me. Kevin's turned his phone off apparently; it keeps going straight to his voicemail. We can have a nice meal and comfortable bed to sleep in while he sulks," Gwen said with not a trace of compunction, "and we have plenty of water left from that rest stop earlier."
"Awesome! Especially that part about the comfortable bed," Ben emphasized the singularity of the word.
Gwen rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically, "You pig. What am I ever going to do with you?"
Ben smiled devilishly, "Anything you want."
"You're damn right!" Gwen laughed heartily.
Kevin shoved his cell phone back into his pocket. He hadn't any bars anywhere on this stretch of road, but it was at least worth trying to call. No service whatsoever, he hated the boonies.
"Dammit," he muttered to himself. Aside from one gas station, there hadn't been a single other manmade object, just grass and trees. With no shoulder room off the two-lane for cops to sit, his car had been at an average of one hundred and ten miles-per-hour and covered the length of road in less than an hour. Nothing caught his attention at all, nothing looked suspicious; everything was in order around these parts.
Only briefly did he toy with the idea of going back and taking the northwest route. If nothing was going on here, then obviously Gwen and Ben were heading where that little alien creep had meant for them to go. Screw it, Kevin said to himself and pouted. If they found their Grandpa Max, they could have their reunion. Good for them. He'd go back to where they all split up, park the car, kick back the seat, and take a nap.
"Oh yeah, now that's what I'm talking about!" Ben exclaimed as his food was placed next to his half empty iced tea.
"Thank you," Gwen said pleasantly to the waitress, who smiled back in return.
"No problem, sug'. I'll be back in a few minutes if ya'll need anythin'," she winked at Ben before heading back to the kitchen.
"You sure are popular with the ladies, you know that?" Gwen tried to keep a poker face when she spoke, but was unable to keep her lips from curling upward. She picked up her glass and sipped the tea through the straw, and batted her eyelashes innocently.
He looked over at the kitchen doors the woman had disappeared behind. She was attractive, he admitted to himself. The waitress was blonde, wore a black mini-skirt; her unbuttoned white polo shirt had showed off the slightest bit of cleavage from her ample bosom; the freckles that dusted the bridge of her nose and her charming smile made her look much younger than she probably was. He'd looked her over, yes, but carefully as not to offend his girlfriend (she did it too, he noticed). Ben chuckled to himself.
"What's so funny?"
"You're jealous… over her?"
Gwen said nothing, she hadn't a clue what to say. Her cheeks reddened and her innocent grin became one of sheepishness, something Ben didn't see all too often. She fumbled with the food on her plate.
"You have no reason to be jealous over anyone who tries to flirt with me. Every attempt will fall upon deaf ears and blind eyes," he paused to slide his hand over hers. He smiled and leaned in––she did the same––and whispered, "Besides, I've seen you checking out other guys 'subtly' too," and winked, kissing her playfully on the lips.
Her lips parted, and he could see from her expression she wanted to deny his accusation, or fire back some retort like the good old days of their childhood. She couldn't bring herself to do it, only shake her head and smile again, "I love you, Ben."
"And I love yo––"
A tremendous explosion shook the restaurant down to its foundation. Ben and Gwen felt the thunderous ripple deep within their chests. The light fixtures above them swayed violently, a couple hanging behind them actually snapped from the chains attached to the ceiling and came crashing to the floor. A few of the patrons huddled themselves underneath the sturdy wooden tables while the food they were just eating splattered beside them. Others simply ran out the front door and to the clearing just past the small gravel parking lot, far out enough where nothing could hit them. Ben was one of the first ones on the ground, after pulling Gwen under the table by her arm and putting his body directly over hers. He made sure her head was completely covered, and closed his eyes.
Something creaked and groaned overhead, something big.
There was a deafening crunch, and a millisecond later, a magenta light shined through his eyelids. A sudden warmness surrounded him, flowed through his body. Ben slowly opened his eyes and looked above him, a giant beam floated in midair where their table once stood. It hardly had itself at a stable balance atop Gwen's energy shield and eventually slid off, falling onto the splinters that had once been their dining table.
"…Oh yeah, you have powers," Ben muttered, his turn to be sheepish.
"Duh," she giggled, sitting upright, still on her knees. Her energy shield faded and her pupils stopped glowing and returned to their beautiful emerald green state. "But thank you. That was very brave, putting my safety before yours."
They embraced and shared a quick passionate kiss.
"That wasn't a normal happening," Ben decided, bringing them both up to their feet. "It didn't feel… natural."
"Agreed," Gwen nodded. "I sensed something… I don't know what it was…"
"Take a look around the building, help anyone in here who needs it. I'm gonna scout the perimeter."
"Okay. Be careful."
"Yay! We're getting them to scramble!" a childlike voice shouted and hooted from the border of the forest, roughly three hundred yards out from the secluded restaurant and inn.
"Shh! Will you be quiet! Another, similarly youthful voice chided, daring not to raise the volume of her voice too terribly much. She clasped her hand tightly over the other's mouth as she scolded, "We must wait to see if those two have separated. They both look to have powers, so we'll get them one at a time."
And wait they did. The two stayed in the exact same position and patiently looked on. Both girl's hearts were beating feverishly in union, they itched for the moment the young man would come walking in their direction.
Silence.
…
Crunch, crunch.
The foliage to the left! Oh, God! He was so close to them now! How in the world did he get here without them noticing! The boy trudged into the thick woods and scattered twigs of the brush. Damn, if he'd known they were there, he would have had the drop on them for sure. Never again would they let their guard down.
But he was totally ignorant of their presence…
"Alright," the one in charge let go of the other girl, "Get him, sis!"
And she took off, lunging from the forest cover, screaming at flying toward the alien man they'd been waiting for years to find. Today, they would get payback, for themselves and for their mother.
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