Origins: Alien Force Pt 1.

Author's Note

I know some of you guys are disappointed with the like of change in canon , some have given up on the story and some are still supportive and just waiting on me.

Well , Its time I earned it from those who stuck around.

Some of little things people have been ignoring that is going to be addressed.

Timeline wise this takes place in "Super Alien Buddies" and before "The Return".

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Unknown POV

There was nothing but the void.

Glowing motes of started to light manifested, starting to gather as they formed a sphere shrouded by the heavy rain and lightning.

Then sphere,slowly but surely got larger as it fed off the chaos of the nether realms to grow, unknowingly giving a comforting aura . As it grew the light it emitted grew dimmer and dimmer until a long, writhing tentacle emerged, the tips splitting off into five points to form fingers, then a hand .

Then four of them.

Then it became tentacles again.

It shifted in size shape and form a thousand times.

The arm reached out towards the horizon as a bolt of lightning speared through the sky, illuminating the growing being.

It reached out slowly, testing the environment and inching forward hesitantly. The sphere began to change as it elongated, more tentacles sprouting from its torso and eventually forming into human-like limbs. The being now had the rough shape of human adult, two arms, two legs, and a head.

A desire so strong that it overwhelmed all thoughts.

Then

- It turned its emerald orbs to me.

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Ben's POV

"ARGGHH!"

I sit up in panic.

What...what was that ?

Ping

Ping

Ping

Ping

I turn to look at the beeping blue Omnitrix.

<[ Error, recalibration in progress. Recalibration complete. Recalibrated .]>

Then it was back to green with no aesthetic change.

Then it stopped beeping, now back to normal.

OK.

What.

Outside of the RV

Gwen hummed as she gathered firewood for the evening. Finally some peace, quiet, and normalcy. Very much needed, especially after that wolf thing. As she bent down to grab a branch, Gwen noticed something strange on the ground. A trail of blood.

Woah, was an animal wounded or something? She thought, bracing herself. Maybe I can cure it with one of my spells…

There was a crater , giving of a glow of menacingly red light, and when it subsided, a human kid lay in the place. Gwen ran over and examined him quickly. The boy had long, shaggy black hair that needed a good washing.

What got her attention was the Plumbers Nanotech suit.

His face looked worn and tired, and his hands were covered in cuts and calluses. His gray and black clothes were torn and dirty.

After a thorough examination she gasped.

"Kevin?!"

Later

Max came in to put a bag of frozen vegetables on a large bruise. "Whatever trouble he's gotten himself into, it seems pretty severe. "

"What should we do?" Ben asked worriedly.

"Wait till he wakes up and hear his side of the story. "

Kevin groaned as he slowly came to.

Kevin got up and looked around. He held a hand to his head and blinked rapidly. "Where...where am I?" Kevin then noticed the group staring at him. "...Tennyson."

"Levin."

"...I need help."

"In what way?"

" I'm in a bit of trouble."

Ben sat down next to him. "Talk."

**Flashback**

Kevin's POV

Life as a Plumber was like a smooth rhythm, a melody of each team member's strengths.

A Magistrate is the core, the central pillar, the broad strokes of soft color to tell us 'this is night', or 'this is day', or 'this is a place'.

A Captain is the major elements, the environment itself, the walls, the ground, the sky, lines and shades to build a sheltered glade, or growth shadowed by storm clouds; the edges of the world.

I fill the space thus defined, the subject of the painting . I am all the little details which surround them, the -

BOOOM!

Fucking concussion grenades.

BOOM

"FUCK YOU PLUMBERS!"

Fucking Smugglers.

Fucking… fuck.

The bomb is flying for one of my teammates's back, and the others are occupied with the larger threats. This moment seems oddly familiar, but I can't place where… Oh well.

"Support : support needed!"

After absorbing the ground I throw myself in the way of the bomb, knocking Krat ( my teammate ) out of the radius of the explosion and getting nailed myself.

Despite it being a metal it didn't do much.

BOOM!

The pain was horrendous, I could feel some of my ribs shattering.

Fucking nausea, ow.

But we're Plumbers so comrades almost dying in battle is just, like, a universal power-up.

Ottor and Beuolf spear their respective targets with stun batons in the next few seconds and Krat binds one in his electro net for later.

 I get to slump against the tree trunk and wait for medical attention ...

Struggling from my heroic experience I ....

**End of Flashback**

"GET TO THE POINT ALREADY ?"

"BEN!"

"What , he's now going on Plumber missions in space , I got that ,what matters is what does he need help with."

" It still doesn't..."

"Alright, alright , I'll get on with. "

**Flashback**

So long story short , despite the fact that I needed medical help while on a smugglers ship in space with ours totalled so we boarded and freed a illegal fighting ship called the Megacruiser .

I don't know flies but we found a large block of ice in space and decided to take it into the vessel.

I wish we hadn't.

**CRACK**

*AGH!*

**RIPP**

*Run Kid , Run!*

The worst part ....

I did.

**End of Flashback**

Everyone is silent for a bit.

"He'll pay."

Everyone, especially Kevin, turns to me. I meet their stares.

"I promise you."

Gwen breaks the sombre silence starting to form.

" Why *is* Vilgax after you ?"

Kevin picks something out of his pocket and tossed it to me.

It looks a worn Tricorder. As I looked through it.

" Since his ship was probably totalled by you guys, he only has this thing to lock onto and maybe remove that watch of yours I guess."

Ben continued to scroll through, noting some alien forms he didn't have. "And I'm assuming there are more *gifts* than this ."

"More like I stole them from him."

Gwen asks him later.

"How long until the bounty hunters come ?"

Out of NOWHERE , SixSix found Kevin creeping near the exit. He jumped over there in a single bound and grabbed Kevin by the throat.

I turn to Gwen.

"Now."

Kevin sneered.

"Huh. You're smarter than you look, I'll give you that." He pulled out a small remote from his tattered plumber suit, presses a button and pressed it.

"Too bad I overthink stuff."

Suddenly, SixSix's armor began to act erratically, randomly growing weapons and then losing them within seconds. He released his grip on Kevin and fell over, writhing in pain.

"Techadon Armor Disruptor." Kevin bowed.

"Courtesy of yours truly." The RV opens up, and Kevin rushed into it.

Everyone in the car shot him a strange look.

CRACK

Suddenly, something forced its arm through the broken windshield and grabbed a hold of Max's collar. He was yanked out of the driver's seat and was forced to face a familiar enemy.

His face was turquoise with a large lower jaw. He had horrible scars on his face, ones that signified that he had his fair share of battles. His jaw was fused with his teeth.

He had dark red sunken eyes with gills under his cheeks.

"So," He spoke, his voice a dangerous baritone and with an evident Australian accent.

"You're Magister Tennyson." He tightened his grip.

"And you're Khyber," Max snarled, his fingers itching for a weapon.

LATER

"Hey, Mr. Tennyson...can I borrow your phone for a second?" Kevin asked quietly.

Max nodded. "I suppose so. Don't take too long with it." Max passed him his flip phone, and Kevin dialed a number. He paced around a bit, waiting for the other side to pick up.

"Hello?" Kevin asked. Ben assumed the other line had answered. "Yeah, it's me. I'm just...calling to say I'm safe."

"Who's he talking with?" Gwen whispered, but I shrugged.

"Yeah, I know. Shouldn't have run off like that...are you still with him?" Kevin paused, as the other side gave an answer he didn't want to hear. "...that's fine. Just don't expect me back for a while."

Kevin closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, as the other line went on for a little bit. "...yeah. Yeah. Love you." He closed the phone and sat right back down.

"...who was that?" Ben asked despite himself.

"My mom." Kevin said stoically.