After the aftermath of his last great battle- he had finally gotten rid of Vilgax, his greatest ever enemy for good, but at what cost?
Since that day, Ben 10, the infamous defender of Earth had gone under the radar. He didn't fight aliens anymore, h...
Fun fact: The words used in the last chapter are actually from an existing language called Khmer.
Another thing to know is the Omnitrix design, Alien Force with a little variation to stand out when I get an artist to draw my alien forms and characters as the story progresses and hopefully turns out a success.
Omnitrix design credits go to Gokai2v8 on Deviantart btw. It's really nice.
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Ben sized up the three women around him. Killer Frost, Katana and Plastique. Even while in deep anger, he could sense the trace of nausea—the sickly feeling consuming him as he stood there as Swampfire, his fists engulfed in methane ignited flames.
But he shook it off. He needed to focus...he needed to—
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Swampfire narrowly sidestepped a sudden charge by Katana, her blades just missing him slightly each time. He responded by stretching out a palm in her direction.
The geyser of flames that followed was swiftly avoided by Katana and she continued her attack, engaging him in close quarters. But his enhanced mobility came into play; she couldn't land a hit on him.
But he did, taking one of her swords head on. He pushed it up by the hilt before she could land a good strike, and then tackled her. His inhuman strength was enough to throw her back off her feet.
Swampfire suddenly felt a hand on his back. He groaned, feeling a strange energy steadily build up inside him.
"Hi," said Plastique, playfully. Her face creased as she held her noise. "Such a terrible smell you got."
Ben felt a burst of explosive energy from the place she touched. He was thrown forward, smashing right into the ground, parts of his body smoking.
"Plastique, don't forget he has methane in him," said Killer Frost as she approached Ben, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "You might have blown him up and accidentally taken us with him too."
Spikes of sturdy ice crystals shot off her hands rapidly. Swampfire quickly raised his hand, melting all the crystals with a large blast.
