Ben 10 Porn Story: Only a Mother Could Love – Chapter 4

If you thought I couldn’t twist this plot into more of a pretzel, you were 110% WRONG. :D

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own anything but OCs, especially Nicky/Mythene. If you steal them, I will sue. xD

Beths cup clanked against mine, but while plastic cups dont supply the same sound as a glass, we were still satisfied. We took a swig of the bluish purple fruit juice/soda concoction we had thrown together and spit it out into the cups, laughing. It tasted like my moms shampoo.

Fail, Rachael announced as we spat the last wads of drink-infested saliva, which is really hard when youre laughing like a hyena. But before we reports our findings, someone tapped on Rachaels shoulder. Mr. Reedy, our science teacher.

What exactly are you three doing? he asked, eyebrow raised.

Science experiment, I chuckled.

Beth pointed to Rachael, who held her clipboard out to him. We have a data table and everything, she said.

He scanned the data table, finally deeming it worth of a passing grade. He nodded. Nice work, girls. With that, he turned around and lumbered off to monitor the rest of the end-of-year party. We made triumphant noises and hi-fived.

She asked again for our observations, and we were interrupted again. But this time it was Yanlin, someone we were happy to see. We were about to greet her, but she started talking right away.

Hey guys, have you seen Gwen anywhere? I cant find her, and she was acting really strange this morning she skidded to a stop, her beginning courage fading and her quiet nature taking over again. But we had heard enough.

She was avoiding me in homeroom today, I added. And I was talking on the phone with her yesterday. She was fine at first, then she hung up all of a sudden.

Maybe it was something you said, Beth suggested, not sounding like she was accusing me.

It was just the name of I paused. The last thing I wanted to tell them was It was just the name of my murderous son in a past life. Not the best plan with this crowd. The name of this character in a book. Vilgax.

Yeah, I lied. To their faces. Arent I a great friend?

Everyone glanced at everyone else. But we werent confused or angry; we were just worried. Last time Gwen acted strange and detached, the cafeteria was invaded by monsters and she got her leg snapped in half. Hopefully you understand our concern.

You think we should talk to her? Rachael asked.

No, I replied. I think its best if we stay out of this. I was probably going to get involved anyway, though.

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Well, that sucks.

I know, Gwen sighed. Im really sorry. I wish I could.

Yeah, alright, I said. And about yesterday

Yes?

Im really sorry. Im not sure what, but whatever made you hang up. I didnt mean to offend you or anything.

Although I didnt know it, she shuddered, remembering that conversation. No, its fine. It wasnt your fault. I was just Overreacting to something. Well, bye.

Bye. I hung up and huffed. There went my only friend who was willing to help me with Joeys party. I was on my own with those six year old devils. I barely survived last year with her there- her martial art skills were the only thing standing between me and the piata stick. I would have been scared for my life if I wasnt so worried about what Gwen had gotten herself into this time.

Hey, Nick! my mom called from the kitchen. Run over to the gas station and get some paper plates, will you? Im a bit busy.

I obliged immediately, glad for something to do other than sit and worry. I wandered over to the door and grabbed my coat out of habit. The walk to the gas station was about half a mile, so I thought I might as well. I went out the front door, circled around back, and began to trek through the desert behind the line of oak trees. This wasnt the way to the nearest gas station, and not the quickest to my new destination, but what Mom didnt know wouldnt hurt her.

Even after all the times I had gone this way, the beauty of the desert at sunset took my breath away. The sun, a huge, shimmering orb of heat perched on the horizon, radiated bright, fiery colors- orange, pink, yellow, all stretching off into the dark red sky. The rocks and shrubs cast long shadows on the ground, turning the earth black.

I casually strolled along, admiring the natural splendor, feeling more at home than I ever have at my house. It was always this way, and it always made my stomach flutter with relief. I never knew why, but at that moment I realized that I must have been some sort of desert monster in my past life.

But before I could ponder that notion, something caught my eye. Someone, actually.

I mostly saw her shadow, but I could tell it was a woman. An old one, based on her hair color, but that contradicted the speed she was walking. She was going backwards, probably enjoying the sunset as much as I was. Might as well say hi, I thought, jogging over.

Hi, I greeted. She stopped and turned, and for the first time I got to see her face. She was definitely old, but not too old. If she had grandchildren, they probably couldnt talk yet. She was wearing some purple robe-sundress thing that looked suspiciously like something out of the 70s. But she looked familiar. Really familiar. I felt like I was meeting my roommate from college for the first time in 50 years, when I was having memory problems.

She looked just as confused, with one eye squinted slightly and her jaw slack. She asked the question before I even considered asking. Do I know you?

I dont know, I admitted. I think. Im pretty sure I know you from somewhere, but-

She cut me off, and somehow I wasnt surprised. Does the word Mythene mean anything to you?

I nodded. How in the world did she know my old name?

Are you Mythene?

DONT TELL HER! my human mind screamed. But I only half obliged- she was probably going to figure it out by my next comment.

V?

The woman smiled. You got me, My.

I smiled back. Well, now that we know whos who, would you mind telling me what kind of relationship we had, you know, way back when? Because I dont remem-

That could be easily fixed, she chirped, interrupting me again. I was used to it before she even started, so it didnt matter.

She lifted a finger and placed it on my forehead. My first thought, the Mythene thought, was crap, shes going to mess with my mana again. My Nicky thoughts responded accordingly- What the-

That thought never finished. All of a sudden, my life started flashing before my eyes. And by life, I mean my other life. Every single moment where V and I were together bubbled up into my mind and lodged itself into my conscious memory. Heres the brief outline:

I was born on the planet Generis as a Chimera Sue Generis, and at the age of 1 was sent to an intergalactic playgroup thing. There I met V, whos real name was Verdona, who was still learning to control her super-awesome mana (life force) powers, which Anodites had plenty of. Because Anodine and Generis were in neighboring solar systems, we were able to go to the alien equivalent of high school together. We hung out every day she wasnt playing hooky, unless I was too. After we had live 110 earth years, but were only 20 in alien years, we took up the wonderful pastime of matchmaking, where we flew across the galaxy and made sure all those loose romantic ends left by high school were tied up. I somehow managed to become a senator on my planet and, while we were still the best of friends, we didnt matchmake all that much anymore. Then I got killed at the age of 293 Earth years by my own son and was reincarnated as an earthling girl.

And I figured all that out in about three seconds.

How do you feel? she asked.

Like I just got hit by all the bricks in the Washington Monument, I replied immediately. The speed that I thought that up surprised me, but not nearly as much as everything else.

She smiled. At least you have a bit of your wit, she said in a singsong voice.

And you still rhyme all the time, I retorted. We both burst into hysterics. I felt better than I ever have while hanging out with someone- Rachael, Beth, Yanlin, and I admit, even Gwen. Then again, Ive known her almost 20 times as long as Ive been living. Its only natural that we share a better bond than someone Ive known for five years.

Looks like we have a lot of catching up to do, she said, a playful glint in her eye. We sat ourselves on a long rock, and we started talking. And boy, did we talk.

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Youll need this. Kevin gave both Ben and Gwen a basic energy rifle.

Are you sure theyll let us put this in our carry-on? Ben joked, twirling it once or twice in his hand. Gwen pocketed the gun with the same uneasy silence she had whenever the mission came up.

You okay? Kevin asked her, hiding most of his worry.

Well, has it ever occurred to you that Vilgax didnt rise from some bottomless pit of despair? she said. He must have had parents or something.

Ben held in a groan. A lot of the time he thought she emphasized a bit too much with mothers. Come on, Gwen, hes Vilgax. Just because one alien would miss him doesnt mean we should let him blow up planets.

And chance are hes an orphan, Kevin added. His parents wouldnt have missed him, anyway. If my kid ended up like that, Id be pissed.

Kevin, said Ben, you almost ended up like that!

And my stepdad was pissed, he replied. Only proves my point.

Oh, never mind! she snapped. The command was less to them and more to herself. She couldnt stop thinking about Nicky, or the fact that she was Vilgaxs mother. And the fact that she would have to battle and possibly kill her best friends son She just couldnt stand to face her.

Im going home, she announced, storming out of the garage, ignoring the quizzical stares that followed her. She had some hard thinking to do.

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No way, he didnt! I squealed.

Oh yes he did, she bubbled, and he still hasnt recovered from the broken tail she gave him afterwards!

We guffawed at the stupidity of it all. Breaking up (not to mention going out) with that Tetramand was a horrible move on his part. Im not sure what, but something about that story reminded me to ask the question that had bugged me the whole time.

So what are you doing here? I asked after we calmed down a little.

Well, Im coming to visit my granddaughter, she explained causally.

I gaped at her in disbelief. You fell in love with a human? You had kids with a human?

I never said there was more than one.

I raised an eyebrow.

But I never said there wasnt either.

How many?

Two.

And even with all that Anodite blood in their veins they managed to live long enough to have kids without dying of some mutation disorder thing.

She nodded.

Ah, I said, acting as if that cleared everything up. Of course, it didnt.

She has her fathers eyes, she mused, either unaware of or ignore my incredulity.

Can I meet her? I asked.

She somehow became even perkier with this question. Why, of course! She leapt to her feet. We better get going before she leaves. She held out her hand, and I grasped it, ready for the jump.

There was a flash, and suddenly we were in front of a light blue door. I totally knew that door, but the craziness of everything had turned my brain into a pile of mush. My gaze drifted to the top right corner as V rang the doorbell, and I saw the house number: 135. Something in my mind started clicking, but before I could get a straight answer, my eyes answered it for me. What I saw in those visions was nothing compared to this; I felt like I got bonked in the back of the head my Mount Everest.

Standing in the doorway was a very, very confused Gwen.

This one was fun to write, and I hope it was fun to read. I also hope that I’ve scarred you for life. 8D Stay tuned!

Next time: Chapter 5- I Have No Clue What I’m Naming This Chapter Yet