Ben 10 Porn Story: The Rock Wall Chapter 2

The Rock Wall

Summary – This was because of his own demise and because of this he was trapped here forever. BxG pairing. Possibly a two-shot, if prompted.

Disclaimer – I do not own Ben 10 Alien Force or Ben 10 and its characters. However, this is my fanfic story.

Ben blinked and then everything disappeared. He blinked again. The bright colors of the outside seemed to be fading, now being suddenly replaced by a looming darkness that had suddenly began to envelop him. The image of Gwen was disappearing, her words cut off. He couldnt hear or see. All was now dark. And then suddenly, Ben woke up with a jolt.

His eyesight was bleary, drowsy from having been waked up. He could vaguely see that he was in an area surrounded by large lumpy rocks. The walls around him, slightly poking him because of the small space that surrounded him. He could feel their sharp points, but not see, as all around him was infinite darkness. He closed his eyes. Maybe if he waited a little his eyes would at least adjust. One, two, three. He opened his eyes. It worked, but barely. All he could see now are the vague outlines.

He then struggled to get up, his sleepy body and drowsy mind weighing him down. He grabbed a nearby wall for support. Rasping, he struggled to breathe. The humidity was getting to him, making him sweat and his hands wet.

He began to walk in his surroundings, but nearly slipped. His hand wavered briefly at the walls that surrounded him. He could feel that they were all a combination of dryness and wetness.

He had to search for a way out. He remembered briefly that the omnitrix wasnt going to get him out. Technology doesnt work here. Still there must be a way of escape. Doesnt trap walls or doors always have some secret way of escape? He stepped backward accidentally hitting a nearby wall and nearly tripped as he somehow managed to skip two or three small pebbles on the ground.

As soon as he touched the wall, the wall in front of him, slowly began to open. The walls creaked as the trap door moved up, making dust fall as it went, before finally stopping with a loud thud. Ben was at first surprised. He simply stared at the now open path in front of him, as if unable to believe what had just happened. Could he really be finally getting out?

Making sure this wasnt a dream like the last one, he pinched himself unconsciously on the cheek. Ouch! This wasnt a dream this was real.

He had to be careful though. There was still darkness that surrounded him, and any mistake like tripping over a rock could easily become one of his biggest obstacles. He moved slowly, by placing his hands on the wall. As he walked, his hands dragged on at the edges of the wall, dragging him slowly.

It was not long before he suddenly realized, his current body condition. He could a feel a sting to his cheeks, as he walked and liquid slowly dripping down. His arms and legs ached, causing him to move even more slowly. His breathing felt ragged, as he breathed heavily. The pounding of his heart reached his ears, he could hear it beating steadily, but growing louder and louder. B-bump, b-bump, b-bump. He then stopped for a few seconds leaning against a nearby wall.

Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, and breathe out. The words continued to repeat in his head as he leaned. Then when he was sure he was ready he continued on.

He was now reaching for what felt like the second corner. He still couldnt see anything, but he could still here something. Soft rasping breathes, flitted to his ears. He stopped. There lying in on the ground just a few feet in front, lay a figure.

–

The moment he saw the figure the only thing he could think of was: Gwen. He rushed towards the figure, eager to find out who it was. If it was her, if it was her

He could vaguely see the facial area. However, he could make out the body. The arms were thin and appeared to be wearing a long sleeve, covering the arms. At the top of the legs, lay the outlines of a skirt, descending down he could see a pair of long, lean legs. This had to be her.

He bent down carefully, leaning down until he was near what he felt was the face. He looked at the face carefully. He could make out the soft skin that was the cheek, the eyebrows that slightly resembled his, and the lips that he could have only dreamed and haunted him since the day he realized his feelings. It was her.

Gwen. He softly whispered. Can you hear me? Gwen?

He carefully placed her head on his seated knees. The smooth touch of her hair seemed to have tingling effect on him, but he ignored it. Now wasnt the time for such sensations.

A low moan was voiced in answer to his question. But, it was barely comprehendible.

Gwen. He asked again. You awake?

This time she slowly began to stir, waking up from her somewhat of a deep slumber.

Ben? she groaned, a little unsure.

He could feel her eyes staring at him, looking at him, with a hint of drowsiness. He could feel his pulse quicken slightly.

Im right here, Gwen. He said confidently, though inside he could feel that this was not the case. He felt for her hand, grasping it, then squeezing it softly.

Ben she whispered.

He could see the faint outline of a smile as she smiled softly at him. He smiled too, cheeks turning warm and slowly beginning to have the tint, faint color of a light blush that threaten to expose him. He quietly thanked the Gods above that she couldnt see him. Because if she did, Ben could pretty much guess what would happen next.

Can you get up? he asked.

She moved her hands and then her legs, before looking solemnly at him.

I can move my arms, but I cant move one of my legs. Ben, I think its broken.

Her words and tone of voice indicated to him like she was crying. He could feel her shoulders begin shaking, slightly and the mumbled voice of crying.

Its okay, Gwen. He soothed, trying to stop her from crying.

His efforts only seemed to be futile, as she continued to cry.

No its not, Ben. She mumbled through her tears. I cant get up and well be stuck here forever.

Forever? What did Gwen mean by forever?

He looked down at her.

What do you, Gwen? he asked, somewhat afraid of the answer. What do you mean that well be stuck here forever?

She stopped shaking. Her sobs stopped and she looked at him, eyes probably wet and red from crying. You mean, you didnt see her? she shakily asked.

Her? Who do you mean by her?

The witch! she whispered. She told me that the only way to get out was to-

Gwen suddenly stopped.

The ever dreading silence loomed over them, as Gwen refused to continue her sentence.

How Gwen? How are we supposed to get out? Ben asked.

She didnt answer, staying ever silent. She looked at him. Ben there is no way out.

Huh? Wha-? Gwen! he almost shouted.

Gwen repeated the same answer.

Gwen!

Then Gwen fell down.

–

She was still breathing, but barely. He breathe in relief when he saw she was awake.

Gwen! he exclaimed, tightly wrapping his arms around her and bringing her into a tight hug.

Ugh, Ben let go. Thats too tight. She said between breaths of air.

He immediately let go of her. Once again a light blush, slowly formed to his cheek.

Sorry. He mumbled.

He then looked down, avoiding to even looking at her face even when he knew that he couldnt see it.

Ben?

Her mere voice brought him out of his reverie. He looked at her, but was now suddenly surprised at their close proximity. He could feel her soft breath on his face, her hands gently gliding down, then suddenly stopping at his neck.

Your temperature seems fine. She mumbled quietly.

He redden even more.

Gwen? he asked. Can you remember, what that witch told you? You know? How to get out?

Her silence could only mean one thing.

Id rather, not talk about it. Was all she mumbled.

Now what?

Gwen looked at him, eyes threatening to burst into tears.

I know how to get out, but I wont tell you how. I promise I will get us out, but before we do there is something I want to make clear.

What, Gwen? Tell me.

He looked at her, eyes filled with concern.

She looked down briefly before looking up at him. The outline of threatening tears were more than enough of an evidence of Gwens current mood.

I love you. She whispered.

He blinked. Could this be it the opportunity he had been waiting for? He inwardly bit his lip. Ouch! This was reality. This was real.

He looked down at her, softly mumbling the same words.

A soft kiss was shared between the two of them, slowly turning into passionate one, as time seemed to have flown by. It was about two minutes later when they broke apart.

Ben looked happy, a soft smile playing on his lips. Gwen too, smiled, but then as quick as it came. She frowned.

Im sorry. She mouthed.

Ben then felt a jab to the back of his neck. All around him, everything was turning blacker than ever before. Before, he closed his eyes, he could make out a crying, Gwen.

–

Two weeks later

A nurse looked up from the front of her desk.

Ms. Tennyson. She called.

A red-haired teenager, reading a fashion magazine, looked up at the sound of her name. She gently put down the magazine on the small, pink cushion she was currently sitting on.

Yes? she answered.

You can visit him now. The nurse simply stated.

Gwen nodded as she went up from her seat, making her way to the glass elevators. She counted the numbers as they each began to highlight at their respective turns. One, two, three, four, ding! The glass elevator then stopped at her destination.

She went down the hall, looking at each door. The doors were all the same color, the only thing distinguishing them was the hard metal plates that made out the numbers. She then stopped at a door numbered 510.

Her hands felt weak as she opened the door.

Ben?

Well there you have it, the second part of “The Rock Wall”. I hope it’s what you wanted. You know I considered making this a tragedy, but any who my part that simply loves to make adorable romance scenes, prompted me to make this. Hope you enjoyed this. A comment or criticism would be nice. Lol.