Ben 10 Porn Story: Alien Demon or Undead Chapter 12

A/N: This one is a little shorter than the others, but I had to leave it off where it was so that I could set up the next chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter Twelve

Kevin! Gwen greeted in an excited whisper. Are you alright?

Fine, his voice answered over the phone. Where are you?

At Ben’s she replied. He’s fell asleep about an hour ago.

Good. I need to talk to you. I’ll be there in about five minutes.

Alright, I’ll wake him up.

Don’t bother, he told her. I need to talk to you, not him. Trust me on this. He’ll be fine. I’ll pick you up in a few.

The line went dead and Gwen stared at her phone for a moment before reaching for the stack of papers on the printer tray. With one last look at her sleeping cousin, she crept out of his room and hurried down the stairs. She had only been outside for a couple of minutes before the green car turned the corner. He stopped only long enough for her to get in before speeding away from the house.

So, is this where you tell me why you were out in the desert by yourself? she asked as soon as they had turned the corner.

I thought I told you not to go looking for me, he replied.

And I thought you would remember how well that worked out the last time you said that, she countered.

I went to talk to Karian, he said with a sigh. Didn’t quite work out that way.

Okay, so what happened?

I ended up walking right into the middle of a war meeting, he stated. These guys know what they’re doing. Gwen, they have a plan and it might just work.

Are you sure Lothan didn’t mess with your mind again? she asked skeptically.

Positive. He wasn’t even around for this. He gave her a look that he hoped was reassuring as he continued. Look, I know I’ve been saying the whole time that we can’t trust them, but now I know what they’re planning to do. I ain’t happy about them being around, but I think Ben might actually be right for once. He parked outside of a diner and turned off the engine. Let’s grab something to eat and we’ll talk about it.

Don’t you think Ben should be here for this? she asked as they entered the restaurant.

Not for what I’m about to tell you. He waited until they were seated and had placed their order before he spoke again. Ben can’t know this, alright?

This is getting ridiculous, she said. Kevin, what’s going on?

I don’t think we need to worry about them trying anything when we’re done with the Highbreed, he began with a smirk. Your cousin’s got a secret admirer that decided to protect him and us.

Unless this secret admirer can fight a vampire and win, I don’t see how that helps.

What if I told you that it was a vampire?

Then I’d ask how you could consider that to be a good thing, she replied. Besides, we only know three vampires and two of them are married. Her eyes widened as the realization struck her. Karian? You’re kidding, right?

That’s what I said! He chuckled as he shook his head.

How can you think this is funny? she demanded. Kevin, you saw what he did to Darkstar. What if it happens again, only this time with Ben? What if we can’t stop him before he… She stopped, unable to allow that train of thought to reach its destination.

The point is, he said, this guy will do anything to make sure Ben stays safe. Once this is done, they’ll go back to their world and we won’t even have to worry about it anymore.

Don’t be so sure about that. She moved around to his side of the booth, sitting beside him as she began to flip through the stack of papers. Even if they do go home right afterwards, don’t count on them staying there. This is a list of the properties they own here on Earth. There was no record of them at all before about four years ago, but someone did a good job setting up bank accounts and identification for them.

And?

And, she replied impatiently, this means they won’t be gone forever. No one leaves that much money unattended unless they plan to return at some point.

Maybe it’s for their daughter, he offered.

She has her own account, Gwen explained. That’s not what worries me, though. She flipped through a few pages before brining his attention to one listing. They don’t own this one anymore, but they did at one point. It’s listed as a firearms academy in Boston.

That’s no school, Kevin said, eyes narrowing. I’ve heard of those guys. It’s a mercenary operation.

Whatever it is, they signed it over right after it was put in their name, she continued. It changed hands really quickly several times too. I’m pretty sure that they wouldn’t just hand it over to someone they don’t know.

Which means they still have access to it, he concluded. What I don’t get is why they wouldn’t call those guys in if they’re still on good terms?

That was purely for your sake, a voice behind them replied. They looked up quickly to regard the amused expression on Lothan’s face. Stepping around to the other side of the table, he gestured to the empty seat. May I?

Do we really have a choice in the matter? Gwen asked.

There is always a choice, he replied as he slid into the booth.

I don’t think your friend Karian would agree with you there, Kevin countered.

Touche, the vampire said with a slight nod. Hardly, the point, though. I suggested contacting our associates in Boston, but after discussing the option, we decided that you wouldnt be comfortable with it. After all, would you really be willing to fight side by side with a dozen trained killers, human and vampire alike?

Not particularly, Gwen replied.

An uncomfortable silence stretched between them as the waitress returned with their food. After setting the plates down, she looked at Lothan expectantly and the teenagers watched in trepidation as the corners of his lips curled in a grin. Kevins hand wrapped around the metal support beneath the table, relaxing only when the vampire waved the woman away. Gwen and Kevin exchanged a glance as he slowly turned his head to look over the occupants of the diner.

Hey, Kevin began. Stop staring at people like youre trying to pick out your next meal.

I believe there is a saying in your world, he replied. You can look at the menu as long as you dont sample the buffet.

That is so wrong, Gwen said under her breath.

I cant deny what I am. Lothan shrugged. I moderate my behavior, but that doesnt change the fact that

Yeah, we get it, Kevin interrupted. Why are you here anyway?

I received word from an associate of mine earlier, he replied. Someone gained access to confidential files. At first, I wondered who would even be interested in them, but then, it came to me. I hope you realize that if you had any questions about our activity in your world, all you had to do was ask.

You had someone investigate us, Gwen countered. When she received a shrug in response, she spoke again. So, let me get this straight. You had someone dig up information on us, but youre offended that we did the same to you?

Not at all, he said with a grin. However, I figured that some of the information you have gathered would lead to more questions. So, I followed your trail here and what should I find? He chuckled softly as he shook his head. Where is your friend tonight? I would think that you would want to discuss this with him.

We had other stuff to talk about too, Kevin replied. You know, the stuff that hes not supposed to know about.

I see.

We’re just worried about Ben, Gwen explained. We want to be sure that Karian isn’t going to hurt him. We saw what he did to Darkstar and if Kevin hadn’t been able to pull him off of him…

I understand, Lothan replied. You should have nothing to worry about. So long as Ben doesn’t tempt Karian’s hunger or approach him when either of them are wounded, he will be perfectly safe. Karian is young. He hasn’t had centuries to build up a resistance to the hunger, but he would never forgive himself if something were to happen to Ben, especially by his own hands.

It’s just… She frowned, searching for the right words. This just has ‘bad idea’ written all over it.

Gwendolyn, he began, I’m not sure what else I could say that would put your fears to rest. The only other thing I could do would be to enter your mind and force you to believe me, which unfortunately is not an option.

You didn’t seem to have a problem before, Kevin grumbled around a mouthful of fries.

Indeed. The vampire grinned, his gaze shifting to the dark-haired teenager. However, Lalasa wouldn’t be happy with me if I used that little trick on you again, even if it is incredibly tempting at times.

That’s the only reason you’re helping us, isn’t it? Gwen asked.

Yes and no, he replied. We would have dealt with them regardless, but we are trying to spare as many as possible because you have convinced my wife that it’s the right thing to do. He rolled his eyes dramatically before speaking again. I agreed because it makes her happy. I love my wife very much, enough for me to put my personal opinions aside long enough to at least attempt this exercise in futility. If the decision were mine, we would eliminate all of them. Do you really think that these aliens will stop their attack even if we are successful in Los Soledad?

That’s the general idea, she stated.

Even if we clear them out, saving as many humans as possible, their leaders will come back. He met her gaze evenly, all traces of humor gone from his eyes. They have come from somewhere and I don’t think that even we could convince them to remain there. Our actions will be a setback for them, I’m sure of that, but if they are truly committed to their current course, they will return to finish what they’ve started.

Not if I have anything to say about it, Kevin said.

Because you’ve been so successful in removing them from your world so far, Lothan remarked, sarcasm dripping from the words. He shook his head slightly and stood. I must go and help prepare for tomorrow night. We leave the house at sundown.

Kevin scowled, wanting nothing more than to beat the smirk off of the vampire’s face. Gwen rested a hand on his arm, giving a barely perceptible shake of her head as Lothan walked past them. She glanced over her shoulder, waiting for him to leave before returning her attention to Kevin.

I can’t stand that guy, he stated.

Like him or not, he’s going to be helping us tomorrow, she replied calmly. What if he’s right though? What if this isn’t enough and the Highbreed come back?

He’s wrong, Gwen, he assured her. We’re gonna send them packing tomorrow night and there’s no way they’re going to even think about messing with us again. Call Ben and wake him up. We need to talk.

*****

He really said that? Ben asked, surprised.

That’s what we’ve been trying to tell you, Gwen replied. They don’t think like we do, especially Lothan. There’s more. She lifted the stack of papers that she had placed on his desk and handed them to him.

Wow, they’ve been busy, he remarked as he looked through them. Setting them on the bed beside him, he looked up at Gwen and Kevin again. This doesn’t really change anything though. They’re helping us and you can’t say that we don’t need it.

It comes at a price, Ben, Kevin told him. I know how they’re planning to do this, and it might work, but we don’t know how many people are gonna get killed. They’re bringing in their Royal Guard to help.

As far as we know, Gwen continued, Everyone they’re bringing in is human. Well, human enough anyway. They’re the only vampires that are going to be involved.

Human or not, Kevin said, these people have been training their whole lives. Lalasa told them that they need to try to corner the DNAliens without killing them, but if it comes down to kill or be killed, their knights aren’t going to lay down and die.

Then we make sure they don’t get into that situation, Ben decided. The least we can do is try to look out for them. We’re just going to have to keep an eye on Lothan and make sure he doesn’t let things get out of hand. It sounds like they’re going to go through with this with or without us, but if we’re there…

Then Lothan might behave so that he doesn’t get divorced, Gwen finished for him.

Exactly. His smile lasted only long enough for another thought to come to mind. How am I going to explain this to my parents?

Don’t. Kevin suggested with a shrug.

I have to tell them something, the younger teen argued. They already know we’ve been fighting aliens, but I don’t know how to tell them…

Don’t even finish that sentence, Tennyson, Kevin interrupted. We’re coming back from this. Yeah, we’re outnumbered, but we’ll find a way to get out of there. We’ll kick their asses back to whatever planet they came from and then we’ll go home. End of story.

*****

Friday morning came too soon for Ben. As he stepped outside, he noticed the dark, ominous clouds hanging low in the sky, threatening to unleash a torrent of rain at any moment. It seemed oddly fitting that the day should start off like that, especially when he thought of how it was going to end. He wanted to be optimistic; wanted to believe that Kevin was right and they would all make it home at the end of the day. That didn’t stop the feeling of dread that was slowly working it’s way into the pit of his stomach.

He made it through half of the school day, forcing himself to focus on the lectures and classwork; anything to distract him from what was waiting for him at sunset. By the time lunch rolled around, he realized that ignoring the situation was causing him to worry about it more than if he would actually think through it. He scanned the cafeteria as he carried his tray away from the cash register, quickly locating Abigalia.

Shouldn’t you be getting ready for tonight? he asked as he sat down across from her.

I could ask you the same thing, she countered with a small smile. Her expression grew serious and she glanced down briefly before lifting her gaze to him again. Ben, you do not have to do this. We have enough resources to tip the odds in our favor without placing you and your friends in danger.

He considered her words for a moment, absently pushing the food around on his tray. She had a point, he couldn’t deny that, but everything inside of him tried to refute it. Setting the fork down, he shook his head slowly.

You don’t understand, he said. I have to do this. We’ve been doing everything we can to fight the Highbreed. We’ve tried small attacks here and there, trying to delay them as much as we can, but that’s not enough. If we have a chance to stop them, I mean really stop them, then I can’t just sit by and let someone do our job for us. I have the Omnitrix. It’s my responsibility to keep Earth safe from them.

The elf tipped her head to the side and studied him as if she had never seen him before. Maybe it was the conviction in his voice, or the determination in his eyes, but she slowly began to nod.

Then I suppose you should eat while you can, she said finally. You will need your strength for tonight.