Ben 10 Porn Story: Alien Demon or Undead Chapter 1

Author’s Note: While this is part four of my Visitation Series, it’s set as a stand-alone with only vague references to the other three installments. This came as a random idea that just wouldn’t leave me alone. However, it’s unlikely that I’ll be updating it frequently. I’m going to try to get the third installment of the series done before I focus on this one, but if there is more demand for this, then I’ll focus on it instead.

I’m going to try to keep this with a T rating for violence and occasional profanity. Also, I’ve decided not to use a beta, so if there are any glaring spelling or grammar errors, feel free to let me know.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ben 10:Alien Force or its associated characters. I am not receiving any profit from this.

Lothan and Lalasa Konistav (and their homeland) are my own creations and may not be used without permission.

Chapter One

Ben opened his eyes slowly, blinking away the haze of slumber as he tried to determine what had awoken him. The sound of his cell phone cut through the silence of his room, his head turning slightly to glance at the digital alarm clock beside it. Who would be calling at one in the morning? he wondered. Reaching over to the nightstand, his hand fumbled for the object, nearly knocking it to the floor before he was able to grasp it. One look at the caller-ID caused confusion to cloud his features and he flipped the device open, bringing it to his ear.

Hello? he greeted sleepily, keeping his voice hushed.

Ben, wake up. The urgency in her tone caught him off guard, banishing any chance of resuming his slumber.

Gwen? He sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed as he leaned forward. Whats going on?

Something big, she replied. Theres some kind of disturbance about fifteen miles northeast of here; outside of town. I dont know the details, but there is definitely some strong magic involved if I could feel it from here. Kevin and I are on our way to pick you up and

Ill meet you there, he interrupted. Fifteen miles northeast, right?

Yeah, but Ben

See you there. He flipped the phone shut as he stood, his other hand reaching for a pair of jeans. After dressing quickly, he pulled on his green jacket and slid the phone into his pocket.

He opened the door to his room carefully, wincing at the creak of the hinges. Breathing a sigh of relief as he realized his parents were still asleep, he crept down the stairs and out of the house. His gaze settled on his bicycle for a moment before he quickly dismissed the idea, glancing down at his wrist instead. It only took a moment for him to find the appropriate form and his hand slammed down on top of the Omnitrix.

With wings spread, Jetray took to the air, gaining speed as he turned towards the northeast. I thought it was mostly desert out there, he mused. Then again, if anyone wanted to test out something without the general public noticing, the desert would be an obvious choice. A bright flash of orange confirmed that he was heading in the right direction and he pressed forward, the scene coming into view.

A single house stood alone in the middle of the desert, but its presence seemed less significant than the creatures surrounding it. A swarm of DNAliens at least two dozen by his estimation were advancing towards the two people standing in defense of what was presumably their home. A single Highbreed towered at the rear of the offensive line, directing its minions forward.

They dont stand a chance against that horde, Ben realized in horror. His thoughts were interrupted as he noticed several scattered bodies, charred beyond recognition. Before he could take action, the smaller human reached forward, sending a stream of fire towards the advancing aliens, engulfing the front of the line in flames. I stand corrected, but Im sure they wont mind a little help.

He hovered above the remaining aliens, angling his head down as bright green energy blasted from his eyes. The DNAliens halted their progress, although it was difficult to determine if the cause was his attack or the fire that had left several of their number dead. Before he could attack again, he was forced backwards to avoid a ball of flame heading in his direction.

Hey! he protested. Im trying to help you! He let the air current carry him back a little further as he tried to get a better take of the battle.

What he had assumed to be humans were starting to reveal that his initial observation had led to false conclusions. After all, hed never met any human that could summon fire on demand. The flame-wielder was obviously female, with human characteristics. Red hair was pulled back in a loose braid that reached to her waist, contrasting with her pale features. Her companion was over half a foot taller, his dark brown hair brushing the top of his broad shoulders. Ben couldnt make out his face from his position, but he noticed that both figures wore long, dark coats.

The woman shouted something, her tone challenging, although he couldnt understand the words. He wasnt given time to contemplate their meaning, though. As he paused above the house, the Omnitrix flashed once before going dark, causing him to revert to his average, teenage form.

Oh crap, he muttered as he saw the ground rushing towards him. As he tried to brace himself for the impending impact, he felt something slam into his side. He quickly realized that he was being held over the mans shoulder as they fell to the ground. The taller form absorbed the shock from their landing, but seemed unharmed as he straightened and set Ben on his feet.

Stay here, he ordered, his accented voice sounding more like a growl. Ben nodded mutely, able to get a brief glance of his face before the man turned. He seemed to have the same pallid complexion as his female companion, but his most striking feature was a pair of glowing azure eyes.

In the time it took Ben to blink, the man had returned to the side of his partner, who was holding off the DNAliens with blast after blast of flame. She paused long enough to exchange a few words with her ally before resuming her defense. The DNAliens were dwindling in number, a few of them starting to hesitate as they saw the burned and lifeless bodies of their comrades. There seemed to be eight of them left, half of them continuing towards their targets.

The woman reached within her coat, withdrawing a sword as she waited for them to near. Her companion rushed forward, crouching for a moment before leaping up. Bens eyes widened as he watched the man propel himself over the remaining DNAliens, drawing his own sword as he landed before the Highbreed. The familiar sound of a cars engine pulled his attention from the scene and he turned to regard Kevin and Gwen as they quickly climbed out of the vehicle.

That guys going to take on a Highbreed? Kevin asked, surprise mingling with skepticism.

Looks like it, Ben said, glancing down at his wrist.

Why are you just standing here? Gwen demanded.

Do you see that? He pointed to the scattered and smoldering remains of what had once been DNAliens. As Gwen nodded, he motioned to the woman who was slicing through more of the enemies. She did that to them and that guy kept me from become a stain on the rocks. He held up his arm, showing them the darkened Omnitrix. It stopped working when I got close to the house. I was using Jetray to get here fast and well He paused, glancing back to the battle. Lets just say that it wouldnt have been pretty.

Theyre fast, Kevin observed, trying to follow the movements of the strange couple, which had become little more than a blur. The woman’s path was only determined by the aliens that fell as they met the deadly blade of her sword. Looks like they don’t need any help though.

Any idea who, or what, they are? Gwen asked.

Obviously not human, Kevin replied before exclaiming, What the hell? Did you see that? When the cousins shook their heads, he continued. I swear I just saw him bite that Highbreed. His words were followed by a soft chuckle. Looks like he didn’t like the taste. Can’t say I blame him.

Ben and Gwen returned their attention to the makeshift battlefield. Only the Highbreed remained of the alien forces, now facing off against the couple. Kevin’s blunt assessment had been correct and they found that they were having trouble keeping up with the pace of the fight. It was over in moments, the Highbreed laying in two pieces on the ground with the pair seeming relatively unharmed.

Their backs were to the trio of teenagers as the woman crouched down to examine the corpse. As she straightened, she turned, speaking a few inaudible words to her companion as she regarded the spectators. He simply shrugged, giving a brief response before pulling a small scrap of cloth from his pocket and handing it to her. She ran the cloth across her blade, wiping off what could only be assumed to be alien blood, and handed it back to him as she sheathed her sword.

It doesn’t look like they plan to attack us, Ben said, exchanging a glance with the others.

Either way, keep your guard up, Gwen advised. Here they come.

As the pair neared, Ben tried to make out the details of their appearance. Both seemed to be in their early twenties, but again, he found himself taking extra note of their eyes. The man’s were a deep blue, although no longer glowing, while his partner’s were a striking amethyst. Their movements were precise and graceful, making them appear to glide instead of walk. Streaks of green and magenta fluid stained their skin, dripping off the leather of their coats, but they showed no visible injuries.

You should not be here, the woman stated. Her voice held the same accent as the man beside her, although her words seemed more melodic. I suggest that you return to your homes and forget what you’ve seen tonight.

I don’t see that happening, Ben replied evenly.

I could easily remove the memory, the man warned as he took another step forward.

You can try, Kevin challenged, his hand inches away from the hood of his car. Before he could touch it, the stranger was directly in front of him, meeting his gaze evenly. Thick, magenta liquid clung to his face, a few drops falling from his chin.

Do not test me, child, he growled. I am not in the mood.

Lothan, the woman interrupted. Her next words were spoken quickly, although the language was beyond their understanding.

I am inclined to make an exception, he replied in English.

No, she stated. Returning her attention to Ben, she parted her lips to speak again. Who are you and why have you come here?

Funny. That’s something we should be asking you, Kevin answered before Ben could respond.

I’m Ben, the younger boy replied, trying to diffuse the situation. We heard that there was a disturbance out here, so we came to see if we could help. I guess you had it covered.

You could say that. She offered a slight smile before addressing her companion in their language. He nodded once, giving Kevin one last glare before returning to her side. I suppose it is only fair to offer some explanation for what you witnessed tonight. However, it would be best if my husband and I had a chance to… clean up first. You are welcome to come inside, but due to the late hour, perhaps you would prefer to speak of this another time? If I recall correctly, you are required to attend education classes in the morning, are you not?

There’s no school on Saturday, he said, glancing to the others. I’m pretty sure that we’d all like to get some answers tonight.

Yeah, Kevin agreed. Besides, if we put this off, what’s to keep you from skipping town?

She exchanged a glance with her husband, who muttered something under his breath. The woman responded quietly, her shoulders rolling in a shrug. Their debate continued for only a few brief moments before they finally addressed the confused trio again.

Very well, she said. We shall discuss this inside. As the couple walked past them, they motioned for the teenagers to follow, leading them around to the front entrance. A few whispered words caused the door to open before they had neared it, adding more questions to the growing list in Bens mind. The first thing he noticed were the small globes of light hovering around the ceiling, bathing the room in a soft glow. Sit and relax. We will not take long.

Ben nodded, feeling more than a little unnerved by the eerie silence of the house, his sneakers sounding far too loud as he crossed the hardwood floor to the sofa. The couple ascended the stairs, leaving the trio to contemplate the situation. The living room seemed larger than the exterior of the house would imply, even with the two sofas occupying the center. Gwen sat on the other end of the one Ben was seated on, every muscle tense as she looked between him and Kevin.

Something isnt right about this, she whispered.

Youre telling me, Kevin stated, leaning in the doorway between the living room and the kitchen. I say we find out what we can and then get the hell out of here.

Its not just that, Gwen added as she shook her head slightly. Theres absolutely no electricity in here. No machines at all. Its like everything in the house is running on magic alone, but its not like any kind of magic Ive felt before.

Any theories on what they are? Ben asked, his voice equally quiet.

No idea, Kevin replied. Theyre strong and fast. They took down that Highbreed without even breaking a sweat. Then again, that guy did bite it. Maybe he poisoned it or something.

Maybe. Ben looked over at him, hoping for any other ideas. What are you doing?

They said to relax, he stated as he opened the refrigerator. I usually like something to drink when Im relaxing. His smirk vanished when he settled his gaze on the bottles within. You might want to come take a look at this.

Whats wrong? Gwen rose from the sofa and crossed the room to look past him, her eyes widening. Ben?

Her tone caused a feeling of alarm to course through him and he joined them in the kitchen, glancing into the refrigerator. Cold air greeted him, keeping the liter bottles chilled. Thick, crimson liquid filled the containers and he read the labels silently to himself, his pulse quickening as he swallowed hard.

I say we forget the answers and just get out of here, he suggested, surprised that he could find his voice.

I doubt that you will find a beverage to suit your taste in there. The melodic voice startled them and he looked up to see the womans amused expression. Had I known we would have guests tonight, I would have arranged for something more to your liking.

Her husband stood behind her, his hand resting on her shoulder. His expression mirrored her own, a grin beginning to spread across his lips. While his appearance was mostly unchanged save for a clean set of clothes and the absence of alien blood hers was strikingly different. Her features seemed sharper, more angular, but her almond-shaped eyes retained their violet color. Her fiery hair hung loose, one side tucked behind a delicately pointed ear. Dark vines of ivy were tattooed across her shoulders and down her arms, seeming to move of their own accord and giving the impression that they continued past the border of her tank top.

Is that what I think it is? Ben asked, motioning to the contents of the refrigerator.

That all depends on what you believe it to be, she replied.

It looks like blood to me, Kevin clarified. Her noncommittal shrug did little to ease his suspicions. So, should I even ask why you have a fridge full of blood? How about where you got it from?

We convince human teenagers to come into our home and then drain them before they can escape, the man stated, his grin never leaving his face. Sometimes we store it for later use. He waited a moment, seeming to observe their shocked expressions and defensive postures before letting out a low chuckle.

Ignore him, his wife said as she elbowed him in the ribs. He sometimes forgets that not everyone shares his particular brand of humor. We do not harm young ones. Turning her head slightly, she addressed him next. Was that really necessary? They are frightened enough as it is.

It did improve my mood, he replied.

Who said anything about being scared? Kevin asked, folding his arms over his chest.

I can smell your fear, he explained, suddenly behind the trio. You can try to hide it as best as you can, but even beneath your strong faade, it is still there.

That is enough, Lothan, she said firmly. We have enough enemies as it is. We should try not to add any more to the list. Returning her attention to her guests, she offered a small smile. My apologies for his lack of manners. As you have seen, it has been a rough night for us.

Thats actually why were here. Gwen took a step forward, placing a little bit of distance between herself and the man addressed as Lothan. Why were you fighting a Highbreed? Did it attack you?

So thats what the demon is called, she mused, almost to herself. It did not attack us at first. It came here disguised as a human and requested to purchase something of mine. When we refused to bargain with it, the demon ordered its minions to attack. I just hope it stays dead so that we dont have to kill it again.

It wasnt a demon, Ben explained. It was an alien.

That would explain why it did not taste like a demon, Lothan said as he retrieved two glasses from one of the cabinets. Motioning them aside, he withdrew one of the bottles from the refrigerator.

Told you I saw him bite it, Kevin remarked.

And what else did you see? the woman asked, arching a brow.

Enough to know that youre not human, Ben stated.

Very observant. Lothan chuckled softly as he filled the glasses. Although the same could be said for yourselves. There is something different about all three of you. You seem to be part human, but I am having trouble determining the rest of your heritage. Closing the bottle, he replaced it in the refrigerator before lifting the glasses and stepping past them. He handed one to his wife as he spoke again. So that brings us back to the question of why you would come out here in the middle of the night to watch a battle.

Youre not really going to drink that, are you? Kevin watched then uneasily, his stomach turning with the thought.

Unless you are offering an alternative, Lothan replied with a grin, I do not think it would be wise to ask that question.

I believe it would be best if we focused on one subject at a time. She cast a warning look at her husband before returning her gaze to their guests. Why are you here?

Its a bit of a long story, Gwen said.

*****

Its working again, Ben said as he watched the green and black symbol return to the face of the Omnitrix. After nearly an hour of discussion with the couple, the teenagers had left the house and were halfway home.

As much as Id like to kick some alien butt, Kevin remarked, staring at the road in front of them, I think we should stay away from this one. They seem to be able to handle even a Highbreed without any trouble. They dont need our help on this and Id be just as happy to stay as far away from them as possible.

Come on, Ben argued. Weve dealt with all kinds of dangerous aliens. This really isnt much different.

Except for the fact that this time we run the risk of being someones dinner. His grip tightened on the steering wheel as he glanced at Gwen out of the corner of his eye. She seemed lost in thought, staring out the window silently. Im pretty sure that he would have tried to put us on the menu without a second thought if his wife wasnt there.

Maybe he was just in a bad mood, Ben offered, although the excuse sounded lame even to him. They were in the middle of fighting a bunch of aliens when we showed up. That would ruin almost anyones night.

It doesnt add up. Gwen turned her head to look at them. Think about it. The Highbreed arent really the bargaining type. Why would they change their habits now? She shook her head slightly. Either that Highbreed knew that it didnt have much of a chance against them or theres more to this than theyre telling us.

Given the fact that the Highbreed have a huge superiority complex, Im willing to bet that we didnt get the whole picture back there, Kevin agreed. All the more reason to stay out of it.

Ben sighed and turned to look out the window, leaving the debate there for now. Let it go, he told himself. For all we know, they might not even want our help. Kevin might have a point, but with one Highbreed dead, its likely that more will show up. If that happens He didnt finish the thought, closing his eyes as he yawned instead. Well, the enemy of my enemy