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Parting Words [Open]
Ben had gone out driving early that day when he decided to take another route than speeding down the highway. Weaving into what seemed to be the suburban area of the city, he traveled down the road in search of something familiar. There were so many different homes, ranging from futuristic towers to white picket fences, but he was looking for something, anything to remind him of his house.
And then there he saw it: a cluster of homes with a gas station in the middle. Feeling hope surge, he drove up into the front of the first house and got out. "It's really here," said Ben, half awed that Stacy or whoever, had managed to preserve his HOUSE of all things.
The inside was well kept, no signs of a battle despite what he remembered. The TV was still on but flickering static and he shut it off.
Climbing up the stairs to his room, it was musty from a lack of air going through, but everything was there, including his own computer, television, bed. The lights still worked, presumably hooked into whatever was powering some of the stuff there, but there was no signal for the media which slightly upset the balance.
The kitchen was devoid of food though, save for some preserves that his mom insisted on keeping for a rainy day. Better than nothing at least, but it was a comfort from home.
The next house was Gwen's and it showed more signs of a struggle from the Ohm invasion. Clearly his family fought there. Uncle Frank was wicked with a weapon and now he knew why Superman sounded so familiar: they had the same voice. No sign of Verdona, not even her favorite cloak or energy blast marks. Seems like they took the fight elsewhere after presumably being ambushed there.
Kevin's house was a mess. Still recovering from the attack a couple of months ago, the front of the house still hung mostly open from reconstruction, but the interior was bare since Kevin had moved his mom elsewhere for the time being. Worker tools lay everywhere.
The last place he had to check was the gas station.
The gas didn't bother him, Kevin had built his car to last and it ran on alien tech. But he wanted to see what was inside. Heading to the back, he pulled a key out of the hiding place, thinking of when Elena busted in, and he swiped it. To his surprise, the door opened and a elevator stood there. "Really..." murmured Ben as he walked in and the door closed. The elevator moved down much faster than usual, but soon it was there at it's destination.
"I don't believe this," said Ben, walking into the darkened room of the underground Plumber facility that had managed to survive the trip. It was dark and some of the consoles were broken, but there was one monitor that was flickering with active light. "Lights," commanded Ben and the facility lit up with green emergency lights as he sat down. Entering his password, he booted up the file.
Ben if you're seeing this, then you've survived. We haven't got much time so I'll make it brief. You hold the key to our own universes' survival as you've guessed. The Ultimatrix is the one thing that we can't afford to let anyone get their hands on. It's too powerful as you know.
You may be wondering what happened to Primus. Well, you probably don't remember it, but Azmuth shrunk it down, and installed it into the Ultimatrix. Know that we're all worried, but we'll pull through. Don't worry about us. Give those Ohm the beating of the lifetime. Max out.
Ben, I don't want to lose you, but if Azmuth and Max say it's needed, then it's needed. You can't die, not until you're rescued. Fight, and live. You're my cousin, I don't want anything to happen to you but survive, for our sake. ...I love you Ben. Please live.
Don't screw up Tennyson. I won't forgive you if you die before us. Kay later.
More and more messages spun past him in both video and text. And Ben found himself hard-pressed not to wipe tears from his eyes.
And then the last message finished playing as Azmuth stood there in the screen, flanked by Professor Paradox and Myaxx.
"Ben Tennyson. Good luck."
And with that, the screen flickered off, leaving Ben to ponder what he had just seen.
And then there he saw it: a cluster of homes with a gas station in the middle. Feeling hope surge, he drove up into the front of the first house and got out. "It's really here," said Ben, half awed that Stacy or whoever, had managed to preserve his HOUSE of all things.
The inside was well kept, no signs of a battle despite what he remembered. The TV was still on but flickering static and he shut it off.
Climbing up the stairs to his room, it was musty from a lack of air going through, but everything was there, including his own computer, television, bed. The lights still worked, presumably hooked into whatever was powering some of the stuff there, but there was no signal for the media which slightly upset the balance.
The kitchen was devoid of food though, save for some preserves that his mom insisted on keeping for a rainy day. Better than nothing at least, but it was a comfort from home.
The next house was Gwen's and it showed more signs of a struggle from the Ohm invasion. Clearly his family fought there. Uncle Frank was wicked with a weapon and now he knew why Superman sounded so familiar: they had the same voice. No sign of Verdona, not even her favorite cloak or energy blast marks. Seems like they took the fight elsewhere after presumably being ambushed there.
Kevin's house was a mess. Still recovering from the attack a couple of months ago, the front of the house still hung mostly open from reconstruction, but the interior was bare since Kevin had moved his mom elsewhere for the time being. Worker tools lay everywhere.
The last place he had to check was the gas station.
The gas didn't bother him, Kevin had built his car to last and it ran on alien tech. But he wanted to see what was inside. Heading to the back, he pulled a key out of the hiding place, thinking of when Elena busted in, and he swiped it. To his surprise, the door opened and a elevator stood there. "Really..." murmured Ben as he walked in and the door closed. The elevator moved down much faster than usual, but soon it was there at it's destination.
"I don't believe this," said Ben, walking into the darkened room of the underground Plumber facility that had managed to survive the trip. It was dark and some of the consoles were broken, but there was one monitor that was flickering with active light. "Lights," commanded Ben and the facility lit up with green emergency lights as he sat down. Entering his password, he booted up the file.
Ben if you're seeing this, then you've survived. We haven't got much time so I'll make it brief. You hold the key to our own universes' survival as you've guessed. The Ultimatrix is the one thing that we can't afford to let anyone get their hands on. It's too powerful as you know.
You may be wondering what happened to Primus. Well, you probably don't remember it, but Azmuth shrunk it down, and installed it into the Ultimatrix. Know that we're all worried, but we'll pull through. Don't worry about us. Give those Ohm the beating of the lifetime. Max out.
Ben, I don't want to lose you, but if Azmuth and Max say it's needed, then it's needed. You can't die, not until you're rescued. Fight, and live. You're my cousin, I don't want anything to happen to you but survive, for our sake. ...I love you Ben. Please live.
Don't screw up Tennyson. I won't forgive you if you die before us. Kay later.
More and more messages spun past him in both video and text. And Ben found himself hard-pressed not to wipe tears from his eyes.
And then the last message finished playing as Azmuth stood there in the screen, flanked by Professor Paradox and Myaxx.
"Ben Tennyson. Good luck."
And with that, the screen flickered off, leaving Ben to ponder what he had just seen.
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Making her way to the main room, she listened in on the messages being played - everyone was counting on him. In a way, it tugged on her own heartstrings. If everyone back in Heatherfield knew of what she could do...
After awhile, she stepped out as silence filled the room. "You doing okay, Ben?"
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"Have a seat," he offered. "You don't need to stand."
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"It's surprising that a lot of stuff here did." she said. "It has a purpose, I guess..."
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"I guess that's why they gave me so much stuff. I have almost everything in the hangar, the secret headquarters under the gas station, and my home, Gwen and Kevin's home. I think I even saw Julie's too."
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"...how'd you do that?"
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"The Omnitrix has a self destruct function. Normally it would take itself out with maybe 30 seconds of charge. It started when I was fighting Animo in a nuclear reactor, and I had to use Heatblast to redirect and absorb the radiation. It triggered the self destruct and set it to a 3 day charge."
"That much power would take out about 90% of the known universe, because it took an enormous amount of power just to function, what more if you built that energy up to a max and let it go BOOM."
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"Yikes... that's... not good..." Irma said. "I hope it doesn't come to that here. Then, we'd REALLY had blown it."
She let out a sigh. "...why am I talking like this? Huh? I shouldn't be all gloomy and all - I got my best friend back! I..."
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He leaned over and placed his hand on her hand. "But it doesn't stop there Irma. You have friends, Matt, Will, your best friend. The adventure doesn't stop here, this is a chance to make a difference."
"I saw what happened to my world, how we all went down fighting. I remember details and sometimes I don't, but you know what? I know what it's like, to lose people and to lose them again." Ben's eyes hardened. "I won't forgive the Ohm for tearing us apart. But this place here, we're all united for a purpose."
"So c'mon, where's that smiling girl I met long ago?"
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"Heh, you're right. We're all in this together. I guess I got worried over everything." Irma said. She shook her head, pulled her hand away from Ben's, then reached over and hugged him. "Thanks, Ben. I owe you..."
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"Just ask for help. You guys don't need to keep secrets, and neither do I. God do I have stories."