Ben 10 Porn Story: Alien Demon or Undead Chapter 14

A/N: This basically continues where the last chapter left off. I think I got a little carried away with it, but I try not to argue with the Muses. I’m actually tempted to up the rating because of this chapter, but I think I’m going to hold off on that for now. I think that a T rating still covers it.

Warning: More violence.

Chapter Fourteen

Lothan and Lalasa exchanged a look, the anguished scream reaching their sensitive ears. She gave a brief glance over her shoulder before offering a slight nod in that direction. With the weather-controlling devices destroyed, she took a step back, concentrating as she summoned the last reserves of her strength. As arcane words fell from her lips, she, her Royal Guard, and the cornered DNAliens vanished.

He watched his wife disappear, faint traces of concern in his eyes for the briefest of moments before he turned. Lothan ran as fast as he could towards the cloud of smoke, reaching his destination in seconds. He stopped suddenly as he took in the scene before him, his features impassive as he regarded the shocked faces staring at the lifeless form on the ground.

Ben stood as if frozen in place, numb from the sight of what he had witnessed and exhausted from the toll of the fight. Slowly, he shook his head in denial, his own words coming back to haunt him. No sacrifices. Even as he tried to tell himself that it didnt happen, it began to sink in that Dravias had sacrificed himself to save his Elven bride; to help give them all a few more precious seconds to accomplish their goal. Someone was shaking his shoulder, trying to bring him back to reality and he vaguely heard a familiar voice speaking.

Snap out of it, Tennyson, Kevin said gruffly. Weve gotta go.

No, he replied, wrenching himself out of the older teens grasp. We cant just leave him like this. This wasnt supposed to happen.

We all knew the risks involved, Lothan reminded.

Thats easy for you to say, Ben retorted. Youre almost impossible for them to kill.

Abigalia, the elder vampire began, keeping his gaze focused on Ben, take Dravias home and wait for us there. As she moved sluggishly to comply, he spoke again. Ben, none of us wanted that to happen, but there is nothing we can do now except finish what we came here to do.

I will search the area for any remaining aliens, Karian said as he watched Abigalia disappear, leaving a stain of crimson on the sand where the corpse had been. His fists were clenched at his sides, his eyes flickering as he tried to remain calm.

Hey Karian, Kevin began as the vampire turned away. Dont do anything stupid.

Emerald eyes glowed steady as he gave a barely perceptible nod before continuing away from the group. The rain came down heavily, washing the blood from the ground and soaking the remaining four as they looked at each other. Gwen wrapped her arms around herself, shivering from the lingering cold and the knot forming in her stomach. Lothan watched them, frowning in disapproval.

Perhaps you three should go, he suggested. I will handle the Highbreed.

He received mixed expressions in response. Ben seemed surprised at first, but then his eyes narrowed in anger. Gwen looked like he had just asked her to abandon her friends altogether, her eyes reflecting outrage at the suggestion. Kevin glared at him, and for a moment, Lothan almost expected the teenager to try to hit him. After a tense moment, Ben finally spoke.

We cant leave now, he said. Were going to see this through to the end.

Lothan regarded him thoughtfully and considered altering his mind to force the trio to leave. Instead, he turned towards the center of the compound and started walking in the direction of the Highbreed central command. The three teenagers followed, hurrying to match the swift pace set by the ancient vampire. As a group, they ascended the winding staircase leading to the top of the tower and stopped at the barrier that blocked access to the interior.

Kevin placed his hand on the surface beneath him, absorbing the alien material before straightening. As Lothan unsheathed his blade, the teen stepped past him and slammed his fist into the barrier. The shell-like wall cracked from the impact, small shards falling as Kevin punched into it again. As his hand collided with it, the portal shattered, littering the floor with multi-colored fragments.

Within the structure, four Highbreed turned in alarmed outrage to watch the intruders cross the threshold. At least a score of DNAliens occupied the room, some at various control panels, while others charged forward to defend their masters. A rapid succession of mana bursts sent the first three sliding back across the floor as Kevin grabbed another two and shoved them roughly into the nearest panel. Sparks flew as they crashed into the console, prompting half of the remaining creatures to flee.

Two of the Highbreed approached, towering over the group as Ben pressed down on the Omnitrix, his form reshaping into Chromostone in a bright flash of green. Lothan stared up at the nearest alien, a grin of pure malevolence on his lips as his eyes took on a deadly blue glow.

Its over, Chromostone stated. Weve beaten your DNAliens. So, why dont you just pack up and go home?

We can create more, the largest of the Highbreed replied. Your actions have been no more than an inconvenience, vermin.

I will only say this once, Lothan began. Surrender and leave this realm and you will continue to draw breath.

We do not adhere to demands from lesser species, the alien in front of him said.

A low growl was the only warning Lothan offered before he leapt forward. To the onlookers, it seemed as if he simply disappeared only to reappear behind the hulking form. The slow drip of magenta fluid from the blade of his sword preceded the fall of the creature, its head rolling across the floor first. The rest of its body collapsed, splattering more of the liquid across half of the room as a dark pool of blood formed beneath the corpse.

Oops, the vampire said, his tone lacking any hint of remorse. Now then, does anyone else have anything to contribute to these negotiations?

The teenagers stared at him. Although they knew they shouldnt have been surprised, the sudden act of violence was not the diplomatic reaction they had initially expected. Gwen was the first to recover, focusing a disapproving glare on the vampire.

Was that really necessary? she asked.

You didnt have to kill him, you know, Chromostone added.

No, Lothan admitted. But I wanted to. He chuckled softly as he returned his attention to the remaining aliens. So, shall we accept your surrender now?

We are not the ones to make that decision, the largest creature stated.

Well, you might want to make it anyway, Kevin replied as he gestured towards Lothan. Somehow, I dont think this guy has any problem with the idea of chopping you up into little pieces.

Indeed, the vampire agreed. If youd like, we could try it that way, though.

The Highbreed remained silent for a few moments and Ben could only hope that they would agree to leave without any more bloodshed. He and his friends had witnessed enough violence for one night; enough for an entire lifetime. After a tense few minutes, their leader spoke.

We will depart, it said. For now.

How about you make that forever? Gwen suggested.

Let this be a warning, Lothan replied. If I hear even a passing rumor that you have returned to this world, I will hunt you down myself and I will make it my personal goal to eliminate you and any of your kin. If that means that I have to find a way to travel to your homeland, then so be it.

With his sword held at his side, he turned and walked past the teenagers, stepping through the gaping hole that had barred their access earlier. Ben reverted back to his true form and followed, Gwen and Kevin at his sides. As they joined the vampire outside, Ben looked out across the remains of the compound.

Were going to go look for survivors, he said. Are you coming?

No, Lothan replied. There is too much to be done with the creatures that have been transported to Zalyndrya. By now, the healers have begun to extract the parasites, but there is still the matter of retrieving their memories so that we can return them to their former lives. Reaching into his pocket with his free hand, he withdrew an egg-sized ruby. It is likely that our advisors will return here within the next day to round up the rest of the aliens. The sooner this is resolved, the better.

No arguments there, Kevin stated.

Lothan offered a smirk before lifting the gemstone to eye level. Whispering a few words, he turned the item over as it flashed once, momentarily blinding the trio. As their vision cleared, they realized he was gone. The rain had slowed to a light drizzle, the moon peering out from behind the remaining clouds as they began their descent.

Well split up, Ben decided. We can cover more ground that way and even if there are a couple of DNAliens wandering around, any of us can handle one or two of them without a problem.

He started off towards the west, looking for any remaining signs of life. Evidence of the battle was scattered throughout the abandoned facility. The rain had extinguished all but a few small fires and several buildings had been reduced to no more than rubble. He bent down to examine an armored figure, shaking his head slightly when he was unable to find a pulse. Two lifeless DNAliens lay beside it, clearly showing that the knight had gone down fighting.

Ben sighed as he continued on, his mood improving only slightly when he discovered more unconscious aliens than deceased ones. The skies cleared after another half an hour, a cool breeze causing a chill to course through him. Stopping again, he looked around at the remains of another set of buildings, his gaze settling on what appeared to be a hand barely visible beneath a pile of debris.

Rushing over to it, he dropped to his knees, frantically trying to uncover whoever had been buried. He ignored the scrapes and splinters that stung his hands and threw the shattered bricks to the side. His arms ached from the effort and each piece of rubble had started to acquire traces of crimson, but he pushed himself to complete the task, hoping with all of his being that the unfortunate victim would still be alive by the time he had reached it.

Slowly, more of the form became visible. A torn shirt barely covered the lean figure and his heart sank when he saw the ivy pendant hanging from a thin silver necklace. A shaft of wood, most likely a remnant of a support beam, was embedded in the mans chest, but Ben continued his work. Finally, the pale features and white hair were revealed and he sat back, shaking his head in denial.

Not you too, he whispered.

He stared at the still form for several minutes as everything he had witnessed that night came crashing down on him. Too many people had died; the knights, DNAliens that would never be saved, Dravias, and now Karian. Lifting his gaze to the sky, he screamed, unable to contain the wave of anger and sadness that had begun to overwhelm him.

An idea began to break through the haze of raw emotion and Ben looked at the fallen vampire again. It seemed like an absurd notion, but he recalled something he had heard years ago, probably from some horror movie. Edging closer to the body, he grasped the shaft with both hands, wincing at the sting of his wounds. He tried his best to ignore the discomfort as he pulled up with all of his remaining strength. The effort paid off as the wood slid out of Karians chest.

He tossed the bloodstained object to the side and leaned over, his hands grasping the vampires shoulders as he shook him gently. When he received no response, he tried again, shaking him harder as panic began to sink in. Come on, he silently pleaded. Wake up! Hope surged through him when he noticed a slight flutter of eyelids and a twitch of fingers. Karian opened his eyes slowly, staring up at the sky for a moment before his gaze shifted to Ben.

Youre alright! the teenager said, obviously relieved. His excitement began to wane when he saw the perplexed look that seemed to regard him without recognition. You are alright, arent you?

Karian smiled, although it was not the reassuring expression Ben had hoped for. Too late, he realized the danger as the emerald eyes began to glow and the canines lengthened into fangs. Before he could react, he was trapped in a strong grip and pushed backwards onto the ground. He struggled to break free, to reach the Omnitrix, anything to escape, but the stronger creature had him pinned.

A strangled cry escaped his throat as he felt the icy pain of sharp teeth sinking into his flesh. The pain receded almost instantly as he felt a trickle of warm liquid slide down his neck and he tried in vain to dislodge himself from the iron-clad grip. What little strength he had left was rapidly diminishing, his life being drawn out through the tiny puncture wounds.

Karian, he managed to gasp through a wave of dizziness. Stop please His last tenuous hold on consciousness slipped and he drifted into oblivion.

The vampire could feel the gaping hole in his chest mending, muscle and skin knitting together to become whole once more. He had swallowed mouthfuls of the precious fluid greedily, his body craving the vital substance to heal. Rational thought did not apply, only the pressing need for self-preservation. As the edge of his hunger was sated, he slowed his feeding, savoring the unique flavor. The blood tasted unlike anything he had consumed previously; full of life, vibrant and pure. There was something else, though; a strange hint of something he couldnt quite place.

Lost in the ecstasy of his meal, he barely noticed that his prey was speaking, desperately trying to convey something to him. It was most likely begging for its life, but that didnt matter to him; it would all be over soon. The words somehow managed to break through the wall of feral hunger and the vampire heard his name; Karian!

He knew the voice; he was certain of it. His prey had fallen limp in his arms and he leaned back to look down at the unfortunate human that had become a victim of his thirst. His eyes widened in recognition as a wave of guilt washed over him and he strained to hear the faint, but thankfully present, heartbeat.

Gods he whispered. What have I done?

*****

Gwen and Kevin narrowly missed running into each other as they turned the corner of the same building. Pausing, they read the mirrored concern in each others eyes, knowing they had both heard the same scream. They took off towards the sound, running as fast as their battered and exhausted bodies would allow. As they rounded another corner, they stopped, momentarily stunned by the scene before them.

You bloodsucking son of a bitch! Kevin snarled, recovering first.

Karian looked up at them before gently laying Ben onto the ground. Rising, he met Kevins gaze, trying to form the right words even as the teenager charged at him. A quick step to his left allowed him to dodge the attempted strike, but the distraction had given Gwen the opportunity to act. The vampire was knocked back onto the rubble as the mana bursts collided with him and he recovered in time to see Kevin glaring down at him.

The dark-haired teenager had grabbed the shaft of wood that had incapacitated the vampire earlier and Karian glanced around frantically for an escape route. With no other option, he used his recently regained energy to alter his form. As Kevin prepared to strike, the vampire seemed to vanish, his body reappearing in the form of a raven. The bird took flight immediately, disappearing into the night sky.

Where are you going? Gwen asked as Kevin stormed past her.

Im going after him, he replied, his knuckles white as he gripped the makeshift stake. He paused to regard her as she knelt down beside her cousin, concern etched onto her features. Take care of Ben.

Kevin, wait, she protested. We need to get him help; to a hospital or something.

He hesitated, torn between the desire for revenge – a feeling that he had tried for years to lock away – and the pleading look on Gwens face. It was a crucial decision for him, a choice between life and death. Deep down, he knew that if he walked away now, he risked falling into the same vicious circle that had trapped him five years ago. His fingers slowly loosened their grip on the splintered wood and it fell to the ground as he returned to her side.

Fine, he said finally. Well do it your way.

Leaning down, he lifted the unconscious body, straightening as he turned to leave. He set a fast pace, Gwen matching his strides as best as she could, and before long, his car came into view. It only took a moment for them to place Ben in the back seat, and as Gwen climbed in beside him, Kevin began rummaging through the trunk. As he slid into the drivers seat, he reached back, handing her several wrinkled articles of clothing.

I dont have any blankets back there, he explained. Youre gonna want to try to keep him warm though.

She nodded as she set to work arranging the various shirts over her cousin, checking his pulse every few moments. His breath was shallow, his features deathly pale, but, to her relief, he clung stubbornly to life.

Hang in there, Ben, she whispered. Youre going to be alright.