Ben 10 Porn Story: For a Voice Like Thunder Chapter 3
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Silence. The endless silence lingering on like a never-ending nightmare from which he could not awaken, measured in lives lost and worlds burned.
His world burned.
His family gone.
No tears came, nor did his breath hitch, nor did he cry out. He simply stood, suffocating in the nearly hysterical peace, remembering Bens words as he had heard them what seemed like a lifetime ago.
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Ultimos, Bens voice had matured over the course of ten years. He and his team had been bought their freedom just as Gwen and Ben had promised by the two teens. They stood in the cabin of their ship, cheering and hugging each other and Tini had grabbed Synaptak and planted a kiss on his pixilated face screen.
Ultimos looked up at the screen to see Bens face, solemn and guilty.
His smile fell.
Whats wrong?
Silence.
Infinite silence.
Infinite, suffocating silence.
Im so sorry.
By then, the cheering of his comrades had subsided and they were listening intently to the voice of the human boy.
Whats wrong?
Silence.
Its Vilgax. I did everything I could, but there were too many of them. I swear there was nothing I could have done.
Stillness.
Ben, please, tell me what is wrong.
Sigh.
Your planet is gone.
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He couldnt. He couldnt feel the ground connect with his knees as they gave way beneath him. He couldnt hear Bens nominal offerings in soporific tones of encouraging words. He couldnt smell the burnt flesh of the bodies hanging before him.
He could only stare despairingly at the scene before him. Three forms of burnt beings females dangled from their necks before him, a sign overhead bearing the words Hail, Vilgax. One figure was taller than the other two, the mother of the children. The father knelt before them, numb, disconsolate, and despondent.
The blanket of silence formed into a noose, tightening around the neck of the once-proud hero. He felt it choking him; eyes burning with unshed tears that crept up his throat, struggling to crawl past the tightness in his trachea. Planting his hands on the ground, he felt the contents of his stomach empty themselves upon the ground.
And then the tears came.
It was almost a relief; cool, gentle waves pouring over his heated face, carrying away his numbness until the pain hit full force.
Ultimos lashed out at Ben, throwing him nearly twenty meters. He released a scream to the atmosphere of the dying planet, and, staring at the charred eyes of his wife eyes that had once held love for him, and only ever him and drew his plasma gun.
Ben stared in wide-eyed wonder at the broken leaders last act of loyalty.
Tipping his head back, Ultimos swallowed the end of the gun and, tears still flowing, cocked the trigger.
He paused, wondering if his wife would approve. Should he continue on? Should he pull the trigger?
A light flashed in the distance, a sunspot erupting.
He made up his mind. One more flash, and hed stop; carry on, maybe even love again.
Ten seconds, and hed pull the trigger. The sun had ten seconds to erupt again.
Nine
His hands trembled.
Eight
He mouthed three words to his daughters, ancient and true in their phrasing.
Seven
He began squeezing the metallic, cool trigger.
Six
He remembered the last time hed seen his family, telling them how much he loved them. His youngest was three years old at the time.
Five
He stared at the sun, willing it to flash, willing it not to.
Four
Three
Two
One
Zero.
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Oh, no!!! Did he die? Is he alive? What the heck was I on when I was writing this? Where did I get the weird newscaster microphone?
Myaxx: More importantly, will she ever shut up?
(Raspberry) I wont dignify that with a response!
Myaxx: Promise?
Meanie
Say it!!!
Myaxx: Fine! Geeze, I think I liked working for Azmuth better than this. One, Mia doesnt own any of this. Two, the summary is actually part of a poem by William Blake; its pretty good, for an Earthling. Look it up. Three, Mia says this is the last update for the day. And four, for the sake of my sanity, REVIEW!!! Happy?
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