Ben 10 Porn Story: No More Heroes Chapter 10

So far, Reno didnt play a large role in this story. Wait until you see what he got in this chapter.

Disclaimer: I did not own Ben 10

Chapter 10

We cannot escape history.Abraham Lincoln, the 16th President of United States

Alexander March

… Now you cooperate? he asked at the crucified figure of Leon. The cross was the result of another technique Alexander had developed: Cross End. The crude crystal cross which Leon was bound to was filled with sharp edges, so the more he tried to break free, the more cuts will appear. Im tired and my power needs both my concentration and stamina to maintain.

Leon answer was to glower at him. Alexander bet on everything he got that he wanted to activate his Battle Drive once more. But his access to his own blood was barred, thus resulting in no more Battle Drive. OK, freak, you win. Ill help you but whats in it for me?

… Ill help you find your way back to your clan, is that enough?

…Youre asking me about enough? They dont care about me, Leon spat. So why should I? I dont care anymore about my family. I dont care about anyone! You can die in this silly war for free, but dont expect me to participate without some pretty penny.

…Then perhaps I should offer you riches?

Heh, if Im that greedy, I wont be wearing this ragged Hunter clothing right now.

Then what?

Leon eye narrowed into thin slits. … Im not even sure you can get me what I wanted.

Then how in the blazes Im going to pay you?

What about if you give me a Hunting Ground for me to control?

Hunting Ground was the Hunters term for an area (usually as big as a galaxy) they hunt criminals in. A Controlled Hunting Ground meant that only the Controlling Hunter is allowed to hunt on that particular ground.

Of all things that you couldve asked, Alexander thought in dismay. He then released the Steel by using his diamond-control. Alright, but you have to help me stopping this war and the Order.

A gunshot was heard and Alexander lazily deflected the bullet with his diamond arm. Really, Sky, itll take a lot more than bullets to take me down, he yawned. And stop that, you know its futile. Whats the news?

Sky Anderson, a twenty-one year old man with waist-length of dirty blond hair decorated with a brown cowboy hat and a pair of sky blue eyes slid down from the hill, using his gunblade (a weapon that incorporated a gun and a sword) to control his falling speed. Well, theres bad news and bad news, he said when he landed, sheathing his peculiar weapon back. Bad news one, bad ol Calrizeus agreed on using the De-Mat cannon.

Why I have a bad feeling for bad news two?

Errr, yeah. Bad news two: hes going to use it on the Anur Transyl in a month time.

… Thats settles it. Leon, get up. This is your first work, Alexander said as he released the Steel using his diamond-control power. Regroup with Edward, Angeline, and Angela. Weve got a De-Mat cannon to destroy.

Lilith Ariel

Tale of the Sides

Long ago, when the universe is still young, two Humans-Like races arise on the border of the universe. Their echoes of intelligence still reside within the fabled Gate of End and their form still lingered in the universe.

One of them are the meddler of time, the other is the observer of time. One always gone to fix the order of the universe, the other on just sit back and watch until it was too late. Their differences had caused wars that rippled through the river of time.

Then, as the last resort of seeking peace, they created two sides of the universe, divided by an impenetrable rip in the time and space, opened by a dozen singularities. They thought that they could live in peace at last, but they were wrong.

The meddlers Time repairing activity began to show its effect of the observers side. Because Time is such an unstable thing, one repaired paradox would lead into another paradox. This endless cycle of repairing and damaging angered the observers, because they believed that Time should be left by itself.

The Last Great War commenced shortly after the sides was created. The war literally ripped the Time and Space apart, spawning many alternate universe and dimensions along the way. The war was so great that the echoes of the destruction it caused still lingered in the Timestream and often appeared in someones nightmare. In that war, both of them were annihilated.

But the great rip still persisted to this very day, guarded by The Five Horrors on our side and the Five Sacred Races on the other. One day, the rip wil…

Knock, knock, knock!

Seriously, cant I have a bit of peace around here? Lilith sighed as he put down her book. It had to be either Lucian or Ellie, because the knocks were civilized and didnt cause any damage. Cys knocks dented the door if not rightly knock it down while Matt knocked like a muscleman acting as a debt collector. Who is it?

Its Ellie. Can I come in?

Yes, just a minute. Lilith said as she changed her clothing. The previous was ruffled because of her lack of activity besides sleeping and reading. The rule of making herself look presentable on everyone was firmly rooted on her mind, therefore, she refused to met people of she thought that she did not look presentable to them.

When she opened the door, Lilith spotted Matt leaning on the wall in front of Ellies room, which was right besides her own quarry. His eyes were closed and his breathings were deep and calm. Let him be, Ellie said as she carefully brushed a stray lock from Matts hard, scarred face. He hasnt been sleeping like this since he picked up Jasmine and Heat. He didnt even move when I touched him.

Lilith had saw that Ellie had a mad crush to the young Human/Vulpimancer because on how Ellie clung to him even if Matt regarded her as a nuisance and a burden and he never miss any opportunity to rub the fact on her face. Her only talent was concerning technology, which Matt deemed as unnecessary.

Lucian wanted to talk to you, the dark-haired girl said. He received a mission for you from Rufus. Concerning the De-Mat cannon.

IXI

Lucian was wearing an eye-patch on his left eye. Something that Lilith never saw him done before and she was sure that his left eye did not receive any injuries. He also wore a cloth glove on his left hand, another thing that Lucian suddenly wore without any apparent reason.

She met him on the hall-like observation deck. He was staring into the distance outside the window. Lilith had noticed that he had often stared blankly towards the distant place, but the direction he was staring at was always one the same: his mothers home planet, the destroyed Vascarian, home to the now extinct Phanteas-Vampiria.

Well, as you know, Calrizeus had decided to approve the use the De-Mat, short for Dematerialization, cannon, he said without looking at her. A mercenary named Alexander March, who agreed to work along with the resistance, had made his move to destroy the cannon. He had a small band of other mercenaries and lost Experiments ready to move out when he needed it.

Your task is simple, aid him and his band to destroy the cannon, he continued, still not looking at her. However, be wary of Alexander. He seemed to know more than he showed. Cy, Jasmine, Heat, and Matt are to aid you in this mission as well while Aaron will be ready to pick you up when youre finished

Somethings not right here… Lilith thought. … Lucian may I ask something? she said after a considerable pause. Are you turning into a Vampiria already?

… How did you know?

Because Im turning to an Andonite too, she replied. Andonite children are born with frail physical body and will turn into an energy-being when they reached certain age. The only thing that keeps my physical form right now is my concentration and sheer will.

Phanteas-Vampiria is also the same right? They did not drink blood, have poisonous blood, or have fangs until they reached certain age.

Lucian turned towards her with a pleading light on his eyes. His amethyst-coloured eye was already turning into rust-coloured hue while the white of his eye was darkening to a light grey shade. Please, Lilith, you had to understand, he said gently and pleadingly. During my change, my bloodlust will be uncontrollable. I dont want to hurt you or anyone, but what if I couldnt stop myself from doing it? So its the best for you all to leave me.

Lilith advanced closer to the half Phanteas-Vampiria. Didnt my Blood Elixir work? she asked, although she knew the answer. Blood Elixir was a medicine she created for Lucian. Because he Phanteas-Vampirias bloodlust often resurfaced on the young mans mind and the Blood Elixir kept that bloodlust in check.

… No. The extreme change that my body is experiencing overrides the effect of your elixir. I keep craving for blood even after I drink a whole flask of it, he said. Lilith could see that his incisors were already two times longer than it should be. I was forced to drink blood that I obtained from animals for a while now.

Why dont you ask for my blood, then?

Lucian blinked dumbly on the blunt inquiry. I said, why dont you ask for my blood, then? Lilith repeated firmly. If theres nothing could suppress your bloodlust, then at least take my blood so nobody else will get hurt.

Lilith, do you know that Vampiria bite could turn you into something like me? Lucian said almost angrily. I rather bite myself to death rather than to take a drop of your blood.

A pure Phanteas-Vampiria bite will turn their victims into a Phanteas, yes. But youre half human, Lilith said, closing the gap between them. They were now within arm reach of one another. I will not leave until you bite me here.

She tapped her neck with her index and middle finger, right on the vein that run through the length of it. Lilith was sure that Lucian noticed the slight contraction of the vein because the shade of red of his eye deepened for a split-second before he shook his head. No, Lilith. And you know me long enough that once I said No it mea…!

Lucian never finished his words because Lilith had implanted her lips on his. She could taste the faint trace of blood which still resided on his lips. But the kiss was short-lived because Lucian recoiled, looking pale and distressed. Lilith advanced on him again, but Lucian put his hand in front of him in a defensive fashion.

No, please. Im turning into something so horrible that you should never get close to me at all. Phanteas is the horror of the cosmos, he shook his head in distress. Lilith, please, I..

I dont care, Lilith said, putting her soft, but callused hands on Lucians battle scarred ones, removing them as her beautiful face closed into Lucians distressed one. Phanteas is extinct now, the only remnant left about them is you, and to me, youre more human than Phanteas.

And I love you Lucian…

She kissed the captain again. But this time, Lucian did not struggle. They kissed for a long moment until…

Well, I see both of you are having fun, Jasmine smirked naughtily. Lilith and Lucian immediately broke the kiss and saw that Jasmine was leaning on the corner. I knew what my husband taught me will be useful one day.

Jasmine did not bore the name Stalingard because she was the Assassin Squad leader, Nichovillan Stalingard sister. It was a necessity for the Canninoid to be married on the age of ten for male and nine for female. And Jasmine, as a sixteen-year old hybrid human-Caninoid that lived amongst the humanoid-canine race, also got married at the age of nine.

Jasmine, when…?!

I never moved from here since yesterday, the white-haired girl smirked. I wonder…. what would happen if this little scene got out to Ellie, Cy, Heat, and Matt?

Lilith was speechless. Whys everybody had to screw things for me? Im kissing the very one that Ive been dreaming for ages and she had to ruin it, she thought in dismay

Lucian glowered at her, showing the abnormally long incisor. Dont you dare, he growled. White streaks started to appear on his dark coloured hair and the white on his eyes turned black and his claws lengthened. His transformation was almost complete; a pair of bony wings was the only thing he lacked now.

Oh wait, something bulged from beneath the tattered cape and burst out of its confinement. It was a pair of black, large, bony wings with thin film of leathers stretched between the long support bones. Now his transformation was complete. Guess anger sped up the transformation… Lilith thought as she backed away from the growling Lucian

Jasmine didnt even flinch from the sudden change. She drew marble-sized shiny ball and put it between her teeth. Dont tempt me to use this, she smiled.

Lucian responded by biting himself on the arm. Lilith thought she heard herself cried out as his blood spilled endlessly to the floor. Then the pool of blood began to move, formed spikes and hardened as soon the shape was finished.

Blood control, Lilith realized as the blood spikes shot towards the white haired girl. Phanteas prime ability.

Jasmine shook her head as she gulped down the shiny pill. Turning to Agility Type, and in an instant, she transformed into a three tailed white wolf. She deftly dodged the spikes and launched herself towards the Lunarcruisers captain with an amazing speed.

I dont think so! Lucian shouted. His voice was strangely doubled with his own voice and another ominous voice that reminded Lilith of the Ectonurites hoarse voice. The red spikes that had missed propelled themselves back towards her.

Turning to Stronghold Type, she said flatly. When the word form left her mouth, the furs on her body lengthened and hardened, making her looked like a ball of needles with wolf paws. Lucians blood spikes hit the furs and became stuck at it, unable to progress further.

At that very moment, door slid open, admitting Heat in his Speed Form who spewed a jet of fire towards both fighters. What in the name of all that blazing is going on in here!? he said after both Lucian and Jasmine dodged the fire. Jasmine, I told you not to use the Roar Pill unless its an emergency!!

Roar pill? Lilith inquired tentatively.

A pill that gave me several different forms beside my Strength, Speed, and Human form, he explained as he changed into his burly Strength form. Jasmine, as a Caninoid Halfling, is able to gain different forms when she gulped it down. But the side-effect is much worse on her than on me.

Do not poke your nose on my business! Lucian said with an ominous laugh. I will have a feast tonight, yes. A feast of a Halfling blood, yes!

Well, sorry to rain on your parade pal, but technically you are a Halfling too. And I thought I should stop your feast on the Halfling, Heat said as he covered his hand with flame. Ive got some chicken blood from my leftover carcasses; you just had to enjoy that.

IXI

Alia Eldritch

So Leo, what did you find? Alia asked tentatively.

Leonardo had bags under his bloodshot eyes because of the lack of sleep and he was in a cranky mood today. Pretty much nothing, maam. Ive cross references Loch Ness, Kappa, Mermaid, Sirens, Serpent, Leviathan, Kraken, Jrmungandr, and even Moby Dick and Godzilla with anyone with kings, lords, barons, and dukes name, he said hoarsely. I dont think we found any good result.

…Maybe we had to look on somewhere else besides the British, Spanish, and French, Kid said as he paused his trawling through gigs of data. We might try the Americans, Australian, and other people from various settlements around the universe to find the right name, but we can do that later.

Now, you get sleep, he continued as he dragged Leonardo by his collar. Dont argue with me, or I ask Alia to fire you.

Kid vanished with struggling Leonardo while Alia read the Book of Classic Poets she got from the arrogant Felinesapiens a year ago. She knew most of the poets by heart, but it was relaxing to read poems when you were this close to a depression.

One of the poems that she liked the most was The Kraken by a famous poet Alfred Tennyson, which goes like this:

Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber’d and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.

For Kid, the poem gave him an image of a giant squid in a cocoon somewhere deep down on the Earths blue sea. For Alia however, it raised an image of a deep, underground lair of the sea monster beneath the pristine blue sea, waiting for doomsday to come so it can wake from its eternal sleep and delivered its mighty wrath.

When she was little, her father often joked about them being a distant descendant to Alfred Tennyson. But both Alia and Richard obviously did not have the gift of poetry that Alfred Tennyson had because they were a pair of terrible liars. Alia preferred blunt, straight forward speech while his older brother preferred the tell-almost-the-truth speech.

Practically, both of them never lied.

Kid threw himself on the sofa just beside Alia when he got back, sighing heavily. De-Mat will be fired in about three weeks time, Alia, he said as he stared into space before puling his cowboy hat down so the rim shadowed his blue eyes. I felt kind of bad whatever Calrizeus call it, what were doing, its still an act of genocide.

Alia, despite her high intellect, could not construct a credible argument. So she placed herself beside the talented marksman. I know, Kid, she said softly as she edged closer to him. I wish we can finish this war without doing this

Hate to admit it, but your brother is right, Kid said heavily. Do not follow your feelings. It clouded your better judgment. I wonder where he is now, because there is a possibility that he can convince the Order not to do this genocide.

They sat in silence as Alia listened to Kid effortless, almost inaudible breathing caused by the ever-changing metabolism his species was notorious for. You could drop a Felinesapiens on the top of Mount Everest without breathing equipments or warm clothing and they would be doing just fine. Or maybe you prefer to drop them in a driest desert know with only a keg of water and they would be doing gymnastic after a while.

Felinesapiens were the ultimate survivors on their galaxy. Their physical strengths were inferior compared to human, but how their body works always change to adapt on any environment and situation. There were only three type of poisons known that could kill a Felinesapiens because their body could neutralize most poisons without any outside help.

But what troubles me is this: The Ectonurite empire didnt move again after they established their grip on the Centaurion Solar System, Alia said as she rested her head on Kids shoulder. I wish I knew whats happening inside the Ectonurites mind.

Their hive minds you mean. Their mind inter…. THATS IT! Alia, I know you heard this before, but youre a genius! Kid exclaimed as he abruptly stood up. Why did I see it before? If we can found somebody other than an Ectonurite that have the capability to hack into their hive minds undetected, we could always be one step ahead of them!

Umm, Kid? Ive think of that possibility long ago, Alia said as she tried to pull Kid back into her arms. Were forgetting that their hive minds are impossible to hack into.

Alia, youre forgetting about the legal way in, Kid winked as he conjured a CP from inside his hat. What if an Ectonurite is able to break free from the hive mind while retaining his or her access to it?

No, it cant be… can it?

Well, there are two possibilities for this. One is a hybrid Human-Ectonurite, the other is a full-fledged Ectonurite, Kid frantically explained as he dialled a number on his CP. Thats why I retained some… underworld contacts. And I knew somebody who is just right for this kind of thing.

Alia could not hold her excitement any longer and implanted her red lips on his cheek and hugged him. As arrogant as you are, youll make a good leader, she said. And a good…

Alia, get, off, me, now, Kid said flatly, insensitive as ever. They only kissed three times in their four years relationship because he doesnt like anyone invading what he called personal space. This is what caused them to shout at one another each time they met. Im sorry for being insensitive. You can kiss me as much as you want after this war, Alia.

Fine then! Alia shot back as she released her hug. Dont expect me to…!

At that very time, Edo the Metal horse in his humanoid form, which resembled horse-wereman, burst into the hall. Master! I presumed that you will be pleased to see this! he said, keeping his politeness despite the obvious excitement. I have found a faint genetic signature of Richard Tennyson!

Kid shook his head in dismay. Edo, when did I teach you to talk politely to me? he said before registering what the metal horse just said. WHAT!??

Thats not all, Master Kid. Ive traced an Omnitrix signal too, Edo said seriously. It is possible that Richardson Tennyson continued the Omnitrix project his father started. But this Omnitrix signal is… different.

How? Alia asked.

This particular Omnitrix signal is ten percent stronger than the past Omnitrixes, Edo explained. It can mean two things: it contained more DNAs or it was enhanced externally.

Oh, great. Theres a new Omnitrixs on the loose so why I dont feel safe? Kid grumbled. Edo, execute procedure number seven: alert the Assassin and Tracker squad immediately, but do not alert the Councils just yet.

Consider it done, Master Kid.

IXI

Reno Levin

LunarcruiserControl Bridge

Reno met the Alexander for the first time ever. The redhead looked towards him with apprehension because those dark green eyes and black hair reminded him of his step-cousin. The differences between them were that Alexanders gold left eye and Richards hairs did not have yellow tips on them.

Everyone was there: Lucian, Lilith, Ellie, Matt (sleeping, leaning on Ellie), Heat, Jasmine, Ralph, Edward, Silver, even the sort-of-infamous Leon Steel.

So, this is the legendary Alex, Reno said, raising an eyebrow. Man, how did you get Ed and Leon that easy? Rufus cant convince them to join, as far as I know.

Maybe because youre there, Alexander said, shrugging off the issue with just a sentences. Reno, Ive gained news that your brother is siding with the Galliray to help them win the Tennyson, is that correct?

Dont remind me Im related to that thin, Reno said loathingly. Yes, no. Yes he sided with that darned Order. No, he sided with them so his action of killing will be justified as legal, he explained. Considering that hes born with so much killin intent and…

Hes a pain in the bum and a dangerous threat, that is, said a ginger-haired young man in a brown pin-strip suit who seemed to appear out of nowhere, accompanied with a sad looking young woman in a dress with hanging sleeves. If we dont eliminate him, we can kiss your resistance goodbye.

Reno, Edward, Ralph and basically everyone on that room besides Alexander and the sleeping Matt (geddit? Sleeping Matt? Oh never mind) whipped around and brandished their hand, weapons, or claws towards the uninvited newcomer. Dont worry, hes harmless enough. The girl is the one who you should be worry at, Alexander said calmly as he turned toward the man. Hello, Traveller. Hello, Historian. Its been a while.

Well, we havent seen each other for four month, three weeks, four days, fifteen hours, two second, fifty five microseconds, and one hundred and fifty nanoseconds, the Traveller said, sniffing the air. Ahh, I used to love the smell of the 23nd century. Now the smell is a bit nasty because of the war.

Stop the chit-chat now, Traveller. I had to record this event now, the girl, or the Historian said. Allow me to introduce myself. Im the Historian. I record the universes hidden histories. He is the Traveller. As his name suggest, he travel.

Alex whats the meaning of this? Lucian said threateningly. Heat was keeping a close eye on him under Liliths request. Who is this? And how they get in?

Well, meet the one who keep the war in line: the Traveller. Hes the one who every one of us should thank, Alexander said, gesturing to the Traveller. Without him, the world will end when Ken Tennyson is eleven years old.

And I should thank the Historian too. Because I learnt many things about what started this war, like the fact that Ectonurites are not necessarily the bad side of this war, he continued. But more of that can wait until we had time. Traveller, did you bring me what I asked for?

Well, Ive done whats necessary. Its always been that way, Alex, Traveller said as he produced a small projector from inside his suit. Ive done what you asked too. The map of the entire De-Mat Cannon facility, just like you asked.

What the? How did you get that? Reno exclaimed as the 3D projection of their target facility appeared on the air. Ive been trying to hack the darned system for months!

Well, thats because Im smart, Traveller said smugly. Second, I have the Historian on my side, and she knows just about anything.

Oh yeah? Prove it, Reno asked challengingly.

The Historian sighed with contempt before speaking with a clear and monotonous voice. Reno Levin, born on Bellwood, 23 February, 2155. Inherited the power to absorb and literally borrows someone elses power. Notorious for hacking, chemistry knowledge, and computing skill. Hobby: joking, modifying cars, computing, and annoy anyone in vicinity, she murmured clearly. Recently, he developed a very close relationship with Lila Ariel after he saved her from being hit by a car.

Stop, stop, STOP! Okay, I believe you! Reno shouted as he felt Lilith angry glare and everybody elses smirks. Is she stalking me? he thought as he edged away from the sad-looking Historian.

For your information, I dont stalk you, she said, as if she was reading his mind. I record every detail in this universes history ever since the…. she stopped there. It seemed that she couldnt bring herself to say the rest of her sentences as she turned away from them.

Well now, lets get to the point and harass Reno later, the Traveller took over. The De-Mat cannon is a Megaweapon that erases the very thread of existence of its target. However, theyre some tricky bits that you need to know.

First, The De-Mat cannon cannot be fired at anytime because it took so much energy and need a major refitting of its barrel every time it is fired. It relied solely on the fact that once it is fired, the enemy would be too weak to make a counter attack. Second, please note that even if the De-Mat cannon can erase existence, it does not mean its erasing beam cannot be hold or deflected.

So what kind of shield we had to use, just in case were too late? Cy asked as he started taking notes on a PDA.

Any thick enough shield will do. Although positron-charged force field defence mechanisms are the best ones yet because… (five minutes of explaining about how the positron will negate De-Mats erasing effect). And to deflect it, a large Reflector Cape, at the size of an Earths football field will do, although I did not recommend you to deflect it. However….(More techno babble)

This Traveller was smart. So smart that he couldnt stop talking about science, calculations, and other things that Reno couldnt even began to comprehend. In simple English translation: the shield and the deflector we need to use if were too late are pretty much impossible to get, Alexander translated after the Traveller stopped talking. We better destroy, or at least disable that cannon before it is fired.

And like I always said, easier said than done, Heat murmured as the others nodded in agreement.

Wrong. It is easier than its looks like, the Traveller said brightly. Cmon, Ill help too, you know. Dont worry, because you get the one, the only, and the best Traveller around here.

That make it even worse, Leon muttered ominously. My head hurt.

Lucian nodded too, but he agreed with the Traveller, nevertheless. With Mutt out of commission, I think we need all man power we could spare, he said as he looked towards Matt in annoyance. He fell into a hibernation state at the time like this? What a useless person he is.

Speaking about member, Alexander, who are you? the Historian said, as blunt as ever. Youre not supposes to exist, a glitch in the Timestream. A glitch that seemed to be inerasable and unrepairable,

So my question is, who are you? Explain, now.

First, why should I explain? Youre like a hyena, Historian. Going to one place and another just to record without helping and I have no desire to explain myself to a hyena, Alexander said, meeting the Historians gaze head on. Second, information is power, and Im not to give you any power over me.

Well said, Alexander. But as a recorder of events, I have to remain neutral from any side, no matter what I think and feel, Historian said coldly. Im old, Alexander. I used to have so much mercy and patience in me.

Umm…. guys? Reno called tentatively.

And Im young, Historian. I did not have any mercy or patience in me, Alexander replied, his voice was barely a whisper. Dont tempt me to waste one of your incarnations.

Alex? Rory?

I still have five incarnations to go before I die, March. And I dont think youll last long enough to waste it all,

Diamonds shards began to sprout on Alexanders arm. What I can tell about me is that Im a hybrid, he said slowly. Hybrid Human alien, as you can see now.

A hybrid Petrosapiens thats new, Historian said, raising her eyebrow. But I suppose if a hybrid Pyronite (Heatblast)-human existed, why not?

Good. Now, Lucian! Aim for the Stelan VI, Alexander ordered. Somebody is waiting for us there.

Who?

The last heir of Omnitrix, he said. Reno, he had something to give to you. You have to go there alone.

IXI

Richardson Tennyson was standing there, waiting for him. His hair had grown into the same state as Alexanders: waist long and unkempt. He still has the cold look in his eyes, although the light on it was a bit put out, like a very, very tired person.

Reno was about to shout in both anger and happiness when the Tennyson started to flicker out of focus.

Its no time to say hi, Reno. This body you see now is just a mere solidified afterimage I left before I was attacked, he said calmly. The proof was immediately apparent as his body kept on flickering like a weak hologram. I need you to wear this, Reno.

A metallic sphere appeared on the air in front of the said redhead. The sphere opened, revealing a bulky watch-like device with the hourglass-like insignia of Omnitrix on its round face. This Omnitrix however, instead of the black-white-and-green ones, was blue-black-and-white coloured.

My father left me an unfinished Omnitrix, so I completed what he had started. I put some of the genetic code of Gallirays Experiments and some extinct and unknown species inside that Omnitrix, so it now contained eleven-thousand aliens instead of ten-thousand. Although only eleven will available for now, Richard said as his image flickered more and more. Reno, youre the Omnitrix bearer now. There is no reason for you not to fight your brother now.

But How am I going to fight him?! Reno shouted. Your father is no match for him and then what make me have the better chance than him?

You had the Omnitrix version 2.0 and you had to live up the name of your ancestor, Reno, Richard replied. As evil as he was, Kevin is a relentless fighter. Take his strength and threw away his weakness.

Youre reminding me of my crappy lineage? Is being the descendant of Kevin Levin is something to be proud of?

… Im sorry, but this afterimages responses are limited. You had to ask the right question, Richard said curtly. Ask again.

Alright, what do you want me to do? Reno said as he closed the metal sphere back. What do I have to do?

That, Reno, is the right question, Richard said firmly. You know what to do. But mark my word: do not make any Omnitrix for your children, so your descendant would not suffer the same fate as me.

And with that, the afterimage dissolved into nothingness, leaving a lock of black hairs in its place. Reno picked the hairs up before opening the metal sphere carrying the Omnitrix. The faint light and the familiar noise the watch-like device made him shudder. Nobody ever dreamed he would be the Omnitrix wielder, but he was now.

The Omnitrix jumped into his left wrist, merging with his body and admitting him as the next wielder of its power. Its face rose up, showing a burly werewolf-like silhouette. I swear, Richard, wherever you are, Ill win this war for you.

IXI

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I note that people began making hunches about Alexander being Richardson Tennyson but no one can explain why. Hmm… interesting theory, but is it true? Remember that Richard had access to 10000 alien powers, including shape-shifting (like Goop and Upgrade), morphing (like the Limaxes and Sludges), and making clones (like Ditto and Echo-Echo), so he can be anyone and anything

Keep reading and find out!