Ben 10 Porn Story: Alien Demon or Undead Chapter 3

Chapter Three

So run this by me again? Kevin glanced over at his passenger before returning his attention to the road.

Honestly, Kevin, its really not that complicated. Gwen shook her head slightly as she continued. There are two vampires living in a house out in the desert. We met them last night and now Ben went to talk to them without telling anyone.

So, your cousin, Ben Tennyson, went out to have a chat with a couple of vampires all by himself? He arched a brow, his tone skeptical. No more horror movies for her, he decided. Come on, not even Ben is that dumb. Even if he was, I dont think he has the stones for something like that.

She shot him a look that would have frozen lava, and then rolled her eyes. Turning her head, she stared out the window, watching the desert landscape stretched out beside them. The moon cast an eerie glow across the barren expanse and it seemed to magnify the dread that was welling up inside of her.

So you’re sure you don’t remember anything from last night? she asked, refusing to look at him.

Nothing, he admitted with a scowl.

So you don’t remember watching two people massacre over a dozen DNAliens and a Highbreed? she pressed.

Like they didn’t deserve it, he muttered.

Kevin, they didn’t just fight them. She turned her head to regard him finally. They killed them. No questions, no explanations, nothing. Didn’t you see the… She paused, stumbling over the words. Don’t you remember the bodies? They were scattered all over the place when we got there. Most of them looked like they had been burned alive.

So they barbecued a couple dozen DNAliens. His shoulders rolled in a shrug. I think I would have remembered that.

You should remember it, she retorted. You were there. You almost picked a fight with one of the vampires.

Really? He couldn’t resist a grin at the mental image conjured by her words.

Yes, really. He made a comment about erasing… Her eyes widened as the realization sunk in. He must have erased your memory sometime between then and the time I called you earlier.

That doesn’t make any sense. When he received an incredulous look, he elaborated. Let’s say that all that actually happened last night. Why would he erase my memory and no one else’s? Don’t you think they would have just tried to kill us instead?

I don’t know, she replied, staring out the window again. All I know is that we were all there. We saw what they can do and now Ben is alone with them.

*****

Your friends, are they? Ben left the question unfinished as Lalasa refilled her glass and returned to her seat.

Some are human and some are vampires, she replied. Although the vampires here are different than us. They are better suited to blend in with the humans. Why do you ask?

Well, I want to be able to tell my friends that youre not as bad as they think, he explained, gesturing to her glass. I mean, just because youre a vampire, it doesnt mean that you have to hurt people, right?

Ben, I do not think you understand. Setting her glass on the table beside her, she watched him, her expression grave. We are predators. We hunt and we kill. It is in our nature. Just because I am drinking my breakfast from a glass, it does not mean that it is my only method of obtaining nourishment. Our morals are different than yours. My husband and I do not hunt innocents, but there are those of our kind that have no regard for humanity.

Thats not really helping, he said, frowning.

You wanted the truth.

Well, yeah, but

Consider this, Lalasa began. Many centuries ago, there was a vampire who was banished from our world. From then until recently, my husband and I were the only ones of our kind in Zalyndrya. However, as time went on, small bands of young vampires began slaughtering humans across the land, mostly gypsies. About two years ago, we discovered that the one we had banished had found a way to send others to our world from Earth. He was so bent on revenge for what he perceived as an injustice, that he created an elaborate scheme to draw us into a trap. In the end, we faced him and his cohorts, and I can tell you that it did not end well. The only way to ensure that we would have no more trouble was for me to kill him. She lowered her gaze and folded her hands in her lap. He was my brother.

Ben had no words for what she had told him. He simply stared at her for a few minutes, trying to figure out how to respond. His mind tried to gain perspective, to understand the position someone would have to be in to kill part of her own family.

So you see, violence is a part of our existence. Her words drew him from his thoughts, forcing his attention back to the subject at hand. I would like to tell you that you and your friends have absolutely nothing to worry about when dealing with us, but that would be a lie.

He nodded mutely, staring at the bottle of water in his hand. The information she had given him was drastically different than what he had hoped for, but at least she was willing to be honest. That fact was hardly reassuring, though. Throughout the course of his fifteen years, he had learned that few things in life were free and he had the distinct impression that the cost of the knowledge she had given him would be more than he was willing to pay.

Does it have to be human? he asked finally. As he watched her arch a brow, he cleared his throat and forced the words out. The blood Does it have to be from a human?

Yes and no, she replied. In rare circumstances, I have had to resort to hunting animals, but their blood is not nearly as fulfilling. If I limited my diet strictly to animal blood, I would have to hunt at least once a week, possibly more. With humans, generally I only have to feed fresh once a month. She lifted her glass from the table and motioned to it. This sustains me well enough in between.

Where do you get that?

We have a supplier down in Los Angeles. He gets it from the blood bank and sells it to the local vampires, some of which happen to be friends of ours.

So its not all bad, he said, managing a small smile. I mean, you dont go out of your way to hurt people and I guess you only do that when you absolutely have to. I just find it really strange that no one believes that you exist.

We are extremely careful to keep it that way, Lalasa explained. Its easier for the ones that are native to your world. They can survive on bottled blood alone if they wish. Its also easier for them to blend in than it is for us.

Whys that? Something in the back of his mind warned him that he was asking too many questions, but he ignored it. How often to I have a chance to sit down and learn about vampires right from the source?

There are a few things that set us apart from the ones here. She held out her hand and one of the globes of light drifted down from the ceiling, hovering above her palm. We have no shadow, no reflection, and our movements are completely silent.

We make excellent assassins, a voice added from behind him.

Startled, Ben nearly fell off the sofa as he turned around, the plastic water bottle clattering to the floor. Lothans grin was accompanied by Lalasas soft, melodic laughter and the teenager felt himself flush with angry embarrassment.

How long have you been standing there? he demanded.

Approximately fifteen minutes, Lothan replied with a chuckle. I was wondering how long it would take for you to realize I was there. It took longer than I had expected and I was bored with waiting.

Forgive me, Lalasa said, stifling another laugh. The look on your face was simply priceless.

He glanced between them, realizing how dangerous of a position he was in. On the one hand, their humor, while at his expense, was generally good-natured. However, being the only human in a room with two vampires cast a shadow of paranoia over him. The atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically as he watched their expressions grow serious. Without a word, Lothan was gone, the slam of the front door the only signal of his departure.

Did you tell anyone that you were coming here tonight? Lalasa asked.

No, Ben replied with a confused shake of his head. Why?

Your friends will be arriving within a few minutes.

*****

Hey, Kevin? Gwen turned her head to regard him, her features showing the concern that accompanied an unpleasant revelation.

Yeah?

What if Ben didnt leave on his own?

I dont follow. The corners of his mouth dipped in a frown as he glanced at her briefly.

What if they came and took him? She didnt want to follow that train of thought, but she couldnt dismiss the possibility.

I dont think he would have gone quietly, he stated. He would have struggled and I bet his parents would have heard it.

You made a comment last night about how fast they are, she reminded. I know you dont remember, but we couldnt even keep up with them. They could have gotten in, grabbed him, and left before anyone even realized what happened.

You think theyre after the Omnitrix?

It wouldnt be the first time that some alien tried to steal it. As she looked away, she straightened in her seat, pointing to the house that was starting to take shape up ahead. There it is.

Kevin nodded as he tried to get a good look at the structure. He noticed a figure leaning against one of the columns on the porch as they neared and watched the man lift a hand, presumably to shield his eyes from the glare of the headlights. Pulling up in front of the house, he shifted into Park and killed the engine.

Is that the guy? he asked.

Yes, she replied, reaching for the door handle. She hesitated, lowering her voice as she glanced over at him. We need to handle this carefully. Ben is still in there and hes alive, but we dont want to give them any reason to hurt him or us.

Carefully, he repeated, still staring at the man on the porch. Got it.

He opened the drivers side door and stepped out of the car before striding across the sand to the house. Pausing a few feet away from the stairs, he glared up at the waiting figure, trying to force his memory to recall the previous evening. The man was clad in jeans and a black t-shirt that stretched across the muscles of his chest and upper arms. Kevin estimated that the man was only an inch or two taller than him and similarly built, only slightly more muscular. I could probably take him, he thought.

Well met, Lothan greeted, lowering his hand as he folded his arms over his chest. What brings you all the way out here tonight?

Wheres Ben? Kevin demanded, earning him a panicked look from Gwen.

I believe it is considered rude to answer a question with another question, the vampire replied with a hint of a grin. I will forgive your breach of etiquette for now.

Im not going to ask you again, the dark-haired teen warned.

This seems strangely familiar, Lothan remarked. Not that you would remember of course

You son of a

Mr. Konistav, Gwen interrupted, resting a hand on Kevins arm. Please, we just want to see Ben and make sure hes alright.

It is nice to see that one of you has manners, he replied, shifting his gaze to her. I assure you, your cousin is unharmed.

As if to confirm his words, the front door opened and Ben stepped out onto the porch, followed by Lalasa. Her leather duster was as spotless as the land surrounding the house and she handed a nearly identical one to her husband as she stopped beside him. Ben offered an apologetic smile to his friends as he descended the stairs.

We will be in touch, Lalasa stated.

Ben couldnt decide whether that was a good thing or not, so he simply nodded as he walked towards the car. Gwen gave the couple one last look before following, pulling a glaring Kevin beside her. Once inside the vehicle, they wasted no time in putting as much distance between themselves and the house as possible, and Gwen decided that for once, complaining about exceeding the speed limit would be a bad idea.

Honestly, Ben, she began as the outskirts of town came into view. I dont know what goes through your head sometimes. What possessed you to go out there by yourself? I thought we agreed to stay out of it.

I just wanted to ask them a few things, he replied defensively. I had a feeling that theyre not as bad as you thought and wanted to make sure.

Theyre vampires! she stated angrily. What if they tried to kill you?

They could have killed all of us last night if they wanted to, he retorted.

What did she mean? Kevin asked suddenly, drawing confused stares from the cousins. That lady said that theyd be in touch. What was she talking about?

They want the Highbreed gone as much as we do, Ben explained. Even if we dont work side by side with them, if we can find out where the aliens are hiding, then they can help get rid of them.

Why do they care? He glanced at him in the rearview mirror before returning his attention to the road and slowing down for a stop light.

I think getting attacked by a Highbreed and a bunch of DNAliens is enough reason for them to care, he replied. But Lalasa said that they have friends here on Earth.

Youre on a first-name basis with them? Gwen asked, finally turning around to look at him.

Well, yeah, he said, glancing down at the glow of the Omnitrix. Thats not really the point though. If they want to protect the Earth, even if it is just for their friends here, then they cant really be all bad. Look, if you guys dont want to get involved, fine, but I think its better off for everyone if I help them.

We work as a team, Kevin stated before shaking his head. That was a stupid move, Tennyson. Ballsy, but stupid.

Have fun explaining all of this to your parents, Gwen added. Youre going to be in so much trouble when you get home.

Ill figure out something to tell them, he replied. Thats the other thing. We cant tell anyone about them, not even our parents. Mine are just getting over the fact that were out here fighting aliens. I think that telling them that were helping vampires and fighting aliens would be too much for them.

All that aside, can you imagine what the general public would do if they found out that we had a pair of vampires hanging around? Kevin asked as they pulled up to Bens house. I think this is something thats going to have to stay between us.

Exactly, Ben confirmed. I also kind of promised that wed keep quiet about it. He watched Gwen glare at him as she stepped out of the car, allowing him to exit the vehicle as well. What? She told me a lot more about them and their problems with the Highbreed.

Like what? she prompted.

Well, assuming that Im not grounded, Ill tell you about it tomorrow. Turning towards the house, he caught sight of his parents standing at the door. I better get inside.

Sometimes I wonder about him, she remarked as she watched him enter his house.

Just sometimes? Kevin asked with a smirk. We both know how he can be. Hes too stubborn for his own good. Why didnt you tell him?

About what? Sliding into the passenger seat, she turned to regard him. About your memory?

Yeah, he replied with a nod. Dont you think thats something he should know about?

Dont you think he should have told us where he was going? she retorted.

*****

So she killed her own brother? Gwen asked in horrified disbelief.

Yeah, Ben replied, handing her one of the smoothies. But when you think about it, she did both her world and ours a favor. I know it sounds bad, but from what she was saying, a lot of people died because of him.

And this is all assuming she was telling the truth, Kevin remarked as he took his beverage.

I believe her, Ben stated. I dont know why, but I just know that she wasnt lying last night.

Maybe because they want you to trust them. Kevin leaned against the hood of the car and took a sip of his drink before continuing. Just like that guy didnt want me to remember what happened.

What are you talking about?

Ben, Lothan wiped his memory, Gwen explained. Were not sure when, but it was sometime between Friday night and yesterday evening. He doesnt remember meeting them before last night, not even when we watched them kill that Highbreed. If they can do that, then its not a far stretch to think that they can make you believe whatever they want you to.

The younger boy frowned, his brow furrowed as he considered the new information. His attention was drawn to the sound of an approaching motorcycle, the noise accompanied by a low whistle from Kevin. The trio watched as a black and violet bike pulled up beside the store before the rider turned off the engine.

Looks like one of the new Harleys, Kevin observed. I didnt know that model was out yet.

The cousins nodded as the rider removed his helmet, revealing youthful features and light brown hair that was tied back at the nape of his neck. He unzipped his leather jacket and walked to the window, placing a few bills on the counter.

Anyone else see something odd about that? the black-haired teen asked. When the other two shook their heads in confusion, he motioned to the stranger. Does he look like the wheat-grass smoothie kind of guy? Not to mention the fact that he looks barely out of high school. Kind of strange that he could afford a bike like that. The stranger glanced over at them, as if sensing that he was the subject of discussion.

Dont you think we have enough to worry about right now? Ben asked impatiently as he stepped in front of them. Let the guy enjoy his smoothie in peace.

Relax, Tennyson, Kevin said with a smirk. I just want to find out where he got his bike.

You can ask, but I dont think youll get an answer. They looked over as Julie approached. He was here yesterday. I saw a couple of people try to talk to him, but I dont think he speaks English. She glanced over at him before settling her gaze on Ben. Where were you yesterday anyway? I really needed to talk to you.

I was He paused, trying to come up with a good explanation.

He was with me, Kevin answered for him. I had some work to do on my car and needed an extra pair of hands. You know Guy stuff.

Right she replied with a frown. Ben, can I talk to you for a minute?

Sure. He gave a glance to the others before following her across the parking lot.

Gwen and Kevin watched the pair for a moment before returning their attention to the stranger who had returned to the motorcycle. He seemed to be watching the other customers with only a small amount of interest, but every few minutes, he would look in their direction. By the time Ben returned, the pair was starting to feel more than a little uneasy. The crestfallen expression on his face brushed aside their concerns and they exchanged a glance.

What happened? Gwen asked. Wheres Julie?

She had to go home and finish packing, he replied. Her dad just got a job in New York. Theyre leaving town tonight. He sighed and downed the rest of his smoothie. Can this weekend get any worse?