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Twisted Trans Sister	By : straywolfxx Category: +1 through F > Ben 10 Views: 13210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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What was a little girl just one minute before was now a behemoth of a woman. Her skin was now jagged and chiseled, and had taken on a dull gray color. She looked like a statue from an ancient civilization, elegant and beautifully cut––she could've been a goddess… of war, unfortunately for the Tennysons. The red-haired teen stood her ground by her fallen cousin.
"Mind your own business, he's mine!" the rock-woman yelled, who then dropped her shoulder and charged at Gwen full speed.
The ground quaked beneath the spell caster's feet, she struggled to keep her balance. Gwen found her footing and thrust her open palms forward. Energy beams shot forth and struck the rock-monster on the side and clipped her shoulder. The gargantuan attacker did not drop, she only slowed.
One more shot should do it.
Another magenta bolt sailed across the field, her aim was low and deadly. Grass and other plant life tore from their spots in the earth, displaced by such incredible amounts of energy. It struck the kneecap of the amazon with a sickening crack and down she came. Face-first, the transforming girl hit, with an explosive thud that brought up several pounds of earth. The dust cleared and the rock-monster was gone, the preteen-looking child lay in its place. She wasn't moving.
The rage inside Gwen diminished at once upon taking in the scene. She rushed to the side of the smaller girl, almost in tears, looking over the damage she had dealt. Gwen put her hand to the child's neck; there was a pulse, thankfully. But she was cut up and bruising where the energy beams made contact. Her knee was swollen to the size of a softball already, turning over to a nauseating green, purple, and black. Bloody scrapes surrounded the wound.
I'm gonna throw up. Think dammit, think! It's your fault she's in this condition, Gwen screamed at herself. Another voice in her mind yelled back, don't let her fool you. She may be a kid, but she put Ben through hell in just a few seconds after he went to search the area… Ben's well-being comes before… whatever she is.
Gwen rose from her knees to run back over to her fallen cousin, only to come face to face with another girl. Even with a good distance between them, she could tell this one's eyes were blazing at her, eyebrows furrowed, the look on her face was that of utter contempt. She had the same black hair, same light skin tone, height––even the same clothes. Twins.
"Get the hell away from my sister, you little slut." the new girl snarled. She held a wicked looking chain gun, and it wasn't pointed her way. To her shock, it was aimed at Ben's unconscious and defenseless body. At the sight, Gwen's stomach turned a second time. How was it possible that things kept getting worse for them in under ten minutes? And how in the world did she not notice this other girl's presence? I'm sorry, Ben.
The hands holding the weapon did not waver in the slightest, they held deadly, steady aim. With the casual flick of her right thumb, the girl hit a switch near the butt of the gun, and a low humming started, which grew to a rumble.
It's charging up…a pulse rifle!
"That's a Plumber's weapon!" Gwen couldn't help but say out loud.
"Damn right it is," the hostile said with no change in her tone, "now stand down, or else…" she inched the barrel closer to Ben. Gwen stood impossibly still, barely able to keep her knees from trembling.
"Our grandfather is a Plumber too," Gwen said calmly and quietly, "we're looking for him. That's why we're out this way."
"…Our?"
The wheels immediately started to turn in Gwen's head, could these two possibly think––? No way.
"You think my cousin is your dad?"
"He is!" the girl shouted now, "all I know now is that you aren't the little whore he ran off with," she looked Gwen over again, "…but maybe you are. He ran away from his wife and kids, why not add insult to injury and run off with one of his own blood?"
"How could he possibly be?" Gwen was beginning to lose her patience, her own voice raised, "Look at him, he's only a couple years older than you!"
"He can transform," the girl said flatly, nodding towards Ben, "I saw him with my own eyes. My sister––his daughter––inherited that trait from his species."
"Ben's transformation isn't a natural ability. It's his watch, the Omnitrix! It has the power to turn him into whatever aliens are programmed into it… see for yourself if you doubt me."
The next few seconds that passed seemed like hours to Gwen as the armed girl contemplated her next move. Behind her, the unconscious sister breathed easily; she needed help too, Gwen could feel her energy diminishing…she would die soon if she did not receive medical attention. Hurry up, dammit. Sweat trickled down the red-head's face.
Finally making her decision, the barrel of the gun turned to Gwen, and the brunette made her way cautiously to Ben's body. She pulled up his watch arm.
"Now turn the frame to select an alien."
She did.
"…And hit the center."
Slight hesitation…
Slap.
A blinding flash of green surprised the young girl and caused her to jump back a little, and she looked unbelieving at the huge alien that lay before her now. An unconscious Chromastone. Gwen sighed with relief when the pulse rifle dropped to the ground, no longer a threat.
"No…" the brunette whispered to nobody in particular, "it's not him… it's not him…"
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