Ben 10 Porn Story: Cold Comfort – Chapter 1

A/N:
Hey yall! Welcome to my first Ben 10: Alien Force fanfic!
Before we start I warn you that this fic will contain Bevin, as in
guy on guy slash between Ben and Kevin. If you hate this dont
bother flaming because I gave you fair warning and I wouldnt care
anyway.

Now
that thats out of the way, have fun reading my fic and please
review, constructive criticism is welcomed!

Disclaimer:
I dont own Ben 10: Alien Force so please dont sue me as
all I have is old chocolate milk mix anyway.

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NOTE:
This takes place in a possible future of Alien Force where
means Max has returned, no worse for wear than the cybernetic arm
from the original series, which come to think about is actually quite
worse for wear. XD

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This
is all your fault Tennyson! Kevin growled as his boot-clad foot
sunk into yet another hidden puddle of pungent goo.

Ben
declined to comment and instead continued scanning the oozing roof of
their current place of forced residence for cracks. It had been as
much Kevins fault as his anyway, more so even.

That
morning he, Kevin and Gwen had gone to visit Max. The retired (sort
of) Plumber had been released from hospital a week before and was
still on strict orders to take it easy.

Of
course while he had been away the rust buckets already shaky
condition had deteriorated even more, and worried their Grandpa would
attempt some of the more strenuous repairs himself, his grandchildren
and Kevin had offered their help. Actually Kevin hadnt strictly
offered, more been lured by the double bribe of Ben offering to pay
him for his efforts and the chance of spending the day near to Gwen.

Thus
Max had been firmly sent by Gwen to his sun lounger with a cold glass
of his favourite iced potato juice while the three had started work.

Ben
and Gwen had been cleaning and tidying the inside, and Kevin under
the bonnet attempting to find the source of one of the rust buckets
many problems (how the old RV still ran at all, not to mention
operating its many hidden gadgets, was an eternal mystery to Ben)
when the Omnitrix and Kevins plumber badge had gone crazy, sending
out a shrieking signals.

The
group (including Max, must to Kevins displeasure and Bens
elation, it was great to finally be traveling with someone who wasnt
a) spending all their time mooning over a crush or b) Kevin) had been
quick to react and after one of Kevins uncomfortably fast car
rides (Max frowned at the speedometer, but hadnt commented) they
had traced the bleeping signal to a meat-rendering factory on the
outskirts of Bellwood.

There
the group had split in half with Max (on a solemn promise that if
anything happened he would leave the fighting to the others) and Gwen
heading in the main entrance under the guise of health inspectors
(Maxs days with the Plumbers proving themselves invaluable once
again, his Grandpa had every kind of fake I.D. imaginable) and Ben
and Kevin sneaking down to check the lower levels.

Kevin
of course had opposed this allocation and tried to wrangle a
partnership with Gwen, but Max had jovially, if firmly, opposed this
by sensibly pointing out that Gwen easily had the best people skills
for fooling suspicious plant officials and in the event of trouble,
her spells could be used to protect the plants workers if needed.

And
besides Kevin, Max had joked, how could you deny an old man
like Inspector Morris an opportunity to be seen with a beautiful
young lady on his arm?

Ben
and Gwen had laughed; Kevin had offered a kind of forced grin. Even
after so much time spent together, Ben had noticed his Grandpa was
still slightly wary of Kevin and discreetly if again firmly tried to
keep him from being alone too long with Gwen.

Once
a Plumber, always a Plumber. Ben had thought with a grin, which
was the last thing he felt like doing right now.

At
first their plan had gone seamlessly which should probably have been
a pretty obvious omen that they were later to be royally screwed
sideways. He and Kevin had snuck through the plants side door with
the help of Big Chills intangibility, and made their way down
undetected to the buildings lower levels which they had discovered
were where the frozen meat carcasses were stored before they were
ready to be processed. Freezing and surrounded by eerie animal bodies
hanging on cruel looking meat hooks; just the way Ben loved to spend
his weekends.

The
locker was deserted so he and Kevin (moaning nonstop about the cold,
being stuck with Ben and the coppery reek of dried blood) had
searched for near to an hour with nothing to show for it.

Ben
was just about to suggest rendezvousing with Gwen and Max when Kevin
had gripped his arm tightly.

Look.
the other said simply when Ben gave him a questioning glance, and
pointed over to a dingy corner where three out of use industrial-size
freezers stood. Ben turned and instantly noticed what Kevin had
meant; one of the freezers was at an odd angle from the wall.

Lets
check it out. Ben said, Kevin nodded and the two walked over. When
they were close to it Ben had noticed two things; firstly in the
space between the freezer and the wall a hole large enough for a full
grown man to fit through had been roughly clawed out straight through
the tiled floor and down into the rock below.

Secondly
he saw a trail of dark red spots leading down into the black tunnel
and noted with an unpleasant lurch in his stomach that unlike the
crusty substance on the throats of the surrounding dead animals, they
were fresh and liquid.

Swallowing
his inhibitions, Ben had leant forward and peered down into the
blackness. He could see nothing but a wall of darkness but even in
the chill of the meat-locker he instantly felt a breath of cold air
on his face. He pulled back as Kevin brushed past his shoulder.

Dont
you think we should call Gwen and Grandpa? Ben asked.

Kevin
paused with his legs already inside the opening, Whats the
matter Benji, you scared? he asked in a deliberately mocking
voice. Dont worry I can handle whatevers down there so you
can run back to Grandpa if you want.

Ben
glared at him. Fine, lets go. he said shortly. Kevin grinned
and slid the rest of the way out of sight, Ben quickly followed.

The
tunnel sloped sharply downward and as he half-slid, half-scrambled
after Kevin, Ben realized its rough sides were dripping with some
kind of ice-cold slime. Suddenly his feet struck level ground and as
he crouched onto his knees and crawled out of a narrow opening he
audibly gasped. They were inside a huge cavern that seemed to have
literally been clawed out of the rock if the numerous gouges in the
walls were any clue. But what had caught the young Xenomorphs
attention was that just about every inch of the great chambers
walls were covered with a shimmering, viscous liquid. The beam from
Kevins torch made rainbows slide through it like puddles of oil on
the street.

God,
what reeks?

Ben
was jolted out of his aesthetic appreciation by Kevins loud
complaint. Until the other had spoken he hadnt noticed, but there
was indeed a strong smell hanging in the air. However to Ben it
wasnt nearly as offensive as Kevin seemed to find it, just strong.
It was thick and musty, but with a strange sharp tang that seemed
very familiar.

All
at once it occurred to him, Ripjaws! he exclaimed.

What?
Kevin demanded, his voice slightly muffled by the hand he had clamped
over his nose, rounding on Ben.

That
smell, it reminds me of the taste in my mouth I always got when I
turned back from Ripjaws.

Oh
yeah youre right! Heh, youre breath always did stink Benji, Im
surprised Gwen could live with you without

Ben
held up a hand Sssh! Did you hear that? he interrupted.

Kevin
cocked his head to one side and listened, at first he heard nothing
but as just as he was about to mock Ben for his paranoia, he heard
it. It was a soft, sucking sound like someone pulling a plunger from
a wet surface and even though he had no clue what it was Kevin knew
two things; it probably wasnt good (when was anything dark and
mysterious ever good for their group?) and he didnt like it.

Yeah,
the older teen growled and instinctively reached down and absorbed
the rocky surface over his torso, I hear it, give us some light so
we can see what it is.

Ben
shone the torch towards the far end of the cave where the odd sound
was coming from. What he saw made his eyes widen; about twenty
luminous ovals, each about half a metre in diameter were clustered
together in a large pool of the same translucent slime that coated
the walls. As the two cautiously approached Ben realized that the odd
wet sound was coming from one of the largest which was pulsating as
if an electrical charge was continuously running through it.

Ben
bent forward gingerly to closer examine the odd object. As he pointed
the torch directly at it a shadowy form appeared through the clouded
membrane, it seemed to causing the commotion by nudging up against
the ovals side repeatedly.

Suddenly
Ben realized what they were staring at; Theyre

Eggs.
Kevin finished for him, more than a little disgust in his voice.

And
it looks like theyre about ready to hatch. Ben said indicating
the restless infant.

Well
then this would be a good time to torch them before they do. Kevin
replied nodding at the Omnitrix.

No
way Kevin! Ben said shocked, covering the watch with a hand, Look
we have no proof that these things mean us any harm, the signal could
just have been a distress call, like when Julie and I found Ship.

Or
they could be Ridley Scott-esque chest bursters ready to throw this
whole planet down the crap-hole. Kevin, instantly aggressive, shot
back rounding on Ben, You wanna take that risk right next to your
home town pee-wee?

Ben
narrowed his eyes, Getting back to reality Kevin, we should call
Grandpa and Gwen. Hell know what these things are and what to do
about them.

Kevin
snorted and turned his back on him, Youre funeral man, or
theirs.

Heroically
managing not to throw back a biting retort, Ben settled for making a
rude gesture at Kevins back before taking out his communicator. It
was part of his Grandpas collection of old Plumber tech and to the
untrained eye looked like nothing more than a grubby old cigarette
lighter.

He
clicked the button down and was about to speak when Kevin let out a
soft hiss. Looking up he followed the others glare to the pulsing
egg and realized that its occupant had decided it was time to enter
the world. The translucent membrane of the shell had torn vertically
and with a rather disgusting squelching noise the baby alien
slithered out and plopped into the surrounding goo puddle.

Even
with his rather embarrassingly limited knowledge of the Omnitrixs
original aliens, Ben knew instantly that he was looking at a baby
Ripjaws. The infant was about the size of a large cat and most of
that was from its bulbous head. Even in its young state, the creature
had a set of teeth that would make a great white shark shiver, yet
the lower half of its body was only a black and green fish tail. Ben
guessed that Ripjaws species must develop their other limbs as
they grew, like Earths tadpoles. He also realized that the light
that had filtered from inside the eggs came from Ripjaws trademark
glowing lure.

A
Piscciss
Volann. Kevin muttered softly.

Ben
stared at him.

What?
When you live in the Null Void for years you pick up stuff. Kevin
said defensively.

An
awkward silence followed. Ben and Gwen had never asked Kevin how he
had escaped the Null Void and regained his human form and Kevin had
shown no inclination to enlighten them. The cousins sensed that
calling it a sore subject would be putting it mildly and
anything that was so likely to damage the extremely fragile team
mentality they had was a definite no-no.

The
silence and the tension that accompanied it were broken by a loud
chomping noise from the nest. The baby Ripjaws was proving its
impressive teeth were made to be used right away as it was devouring
its cast of shell very quickly.

Urgh,
God thats lame. Kevin deadpanned his hand darting up to cover
his mouth again. One question though, if alien-spawn is here, then
wheres–

CRACK!!

It
was very lucky for Kevin that hed kept up his absorbtion of the
surrounding rock over his chest as, if he hadnt, in the next
second a chunk of it would have been ripped cleanly out. As it was
the force of the bite had been misjudged and the formiddable Piscciss
jaws that were crunched down over his upper torso only skidded off
the rock shield or made superfluous cracks.

Shouting
in pain and shock, Kevin twisted around and slammed a literally rock
hard fist down onto
the aliens exposed cranium which caused it to let go and leap back
shrieking furiously.

Kevin!
Are you OK? Ben yelled darting over to his fallen partner.

Yeah,
just peachy Benji, Kevin growled from the floor, I think weve
just found Mommy dearest.

From
the low beam of the torch and the glow of the unhatched
eggs Ben saw he was right; a female Piscciss crouched growling and
hissing like an injured lioness in front of them. Ben noticed
instantly that unlike his male form, she possessed no humanoid legs,
only a muscular whiplike fishtail. Her gills and eyes were larger and
had a greenish tinge to them and from webbed hands wicked sickle
claws dug into the solid rock floor like hot knives through butter,
obviously the source of the gouges in the cave walls. If she had
slashed at Kevin with those deadly weapons she would have diced him,
rock shield or no.

Reacting
quickly, Ben twisted the Ominitrix rapidly mentally going through his
available
options. Humungosaur could bring the whole place down,
Brainstorms electrics could fry Kevin through the slime puddles
mentally making up his mind, Ben spun the alien watch till his chosen
fighter came up. He slammed his hand down and in a flash of green
light, Jetray stood in his place.

Look,
um Maam, we dont mean you or your babies any harm. We just
picked up a signal and

The
rest of Bens brave stab at diplomacy was cut off by another
hissing scream from the irate alien as she lunged up from a tail like
a coiled spring and lashed at Jetrays throat with deadly speed.
Dodging, the young hero lept into the air and shot a neuroshock blast
at the Piscciss, aiming to knock her out. However showing surprising
agility for a creature without legs, the alien spun sinously over
herself in a spine-defying dodge and landed cat-like and snarling.

Hey
fish bitch! Get down on the ground or your
spawn gets it!

Ben
turned at the shout and saw that in the moment of distraction Kevin
had seized the newborn and was dangling it by its tale to avoid its
snapping teeth. The helpless infant let out a plaintative keen and
Ben couldve sworn for a second its mothers eyes turned red.

Kevin
let it go! Ben
began desperately, trying to salvage the increasingly dire situation.
We need to try and calm her down

Neither
of them were listening, Kevin assumed a fighting stance and allowed
the rock to slide over his entire body still swinging the helpless
baby Piscciss by its
tail. However instead of leaping claws-first for his throat, the
sea-dwelling alien crouched down to the floor, dug her claws all the
way into the rock and unhinged her impressive jaw.

Sensing
something bad was about to happen, Ben whipped down towards Kevin
either trying to get him to drop the baby or shield him from whatever
the alien was about to do, he didnt know but in the next instant
all rational thought was ripped from his brain by the explosion of
sound that came from the Pisccssians cavelike mouth.

Later
if asked, Kevin had only been able to describe it as a cross between
Echo Echos sound wave attack, the Mosquito Buzz alarm and the kind
of sounds harpooned whales might make. In a concussive pulsating
blast it seemed to rip straight through his eardrums and and and
explode into his head like a poleaxe. He instantly dropped the
juvenile alien and rammed his hands over his ears in a vain attempt
to block it out.

And
of course if it was painful for Kevin it was nothing short of agony
for Ben to be exposed with Jetrays finely tuned sense of hearing.
Abandoning any hopes of flight the Aerophibian crashed gracelessly
down to the rocks and cowered with his wings over his vibrating ears,
until a green flash took the edge off the pain. He never thought hed
be so grateful that the Omnitrix timed out in the middle of a battle.

Through
the ringing in his ears he could still dizzily
make out Kevins furiously colourful running commentary. If he or
Gwen had used words like that Max would have probably washed their
mouths out with his homemade crushed milipede soap.

Man,
I never realized how
much stuff like that hurt. Ben mumbled as he pushed himself onto
all fours.

Remember
that next time you fry us with that Echo pipsqueak. Kevin growled,
also clambering back to his feet.

While
the two teens were still
shaken from her attack, the Pisccissian had flashed forward like a
darting fish, caught her dropped offspring (completely unharmed from
the screeching attack) and pushed it gently onto her back where it
had quickly latched on with its teeth to a special loose flap of
scaly flesh. She had rescued one of her precious infants from the two
intruders, but they were still between her and her remaining
unhatched clutch.

And
that was unacceptable.

Assessing
the situation in front of her and instinctively coming to the
conclusion her
rock nest was sturdy enough to survive her attack, the alien again
assumed her crouching stance and allowed her jaw to slide itself
fully open ready to unleash a second concussive pulse that, in a
focussed state, would do a lot more to these attackers than pain
their ears.

Kevin,
however, had other ideas.

To
put it simply Kevin was majorly pissed. First hed
had to spend the best part of the morning up to his elbows in grease
trying to fix an RV that was probably old when the dinosaurs died out
with said RVs owner constantly watching him out of the corner of
his eye to make sure he didnt steal anything, secondly hed been
forced to team-up with Tennyson rather than his gorgeous cousin by
that damn untrusting old man, thirdly in quick succession hed been
sent into a giant death freezer and then a cave filled with the kind
of gunk that would make a fully trained surgeon retch and now to
crown it all he was getting his ass handed to him by a fish. Actually
come to think of it, Kevin had gone way beyond pissed.

Seeing
what the Pisccissian was about to do,
and having no desire to repeat what had felt like a freight train
crashing headlong into his skull, Kevin thrust his hand into his
pocket and quickly absorbed a steel coating from his pocket knife.

Try
to crack that fishstick! he thought grimly before charging
forward.

Then
several
things happened at once.

Seeing
Kevin spring forward Ben had several horrible split-second images,
the two most prevalent being Kevin either cleaved neatly into
segments by the females deadly claws and the second Kevin being
literally blown to bits by another concussive blast, and anxious to
prevent this sprang to intercept Kevin yelling something
uninteligable. Unfortunately Lady Luck, in one of her usual sadistic
moods with him, chose at that moment to let Bens foot skid out
from under him on the slippery rocks, resulting in the young hero
crashing headlong into Kevins side as he raced by causing both of
them to smash painfully to the ground.

If
that had been the
only consequence of Bens ill-fated jump, the two teens would
probably have been goners, but it seemed Luck had decided Ben had
suffered enough for once. He and Kevin had fallen into one of the
caves many slime puddles and as a result sent out a wave of the
sticky goo that sloshed right into the Pisccissians face blinding
her. Twisting in shock, the creatures shrieking attack thundered
away from her targets and slammed into the caves domed ceiling.
Almost instantly the whole cave began to rumble, cracks shooting out
in every direction, the puddles slopping and seething like boiling
cauldrons.

Ben
and Kevin however, once again on the floor with hands digging into
their ears, only had didnt have time to register any of this
before the caverns floor gave out beneath them and the two teens
were plunged down into darkness.

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The
first thing Ben was aware of as he slowly floated back to
consciousness, was that the awful noise had stopped. The
next thing was that he had no idea where he was now.

Sitting
up slowly he checked himself for injuries and was relieved to find
nothing but a couple of scratches.
He was alright, but several serious questions remained; where was he,
where was Kevin and was Kevin himself unhurt?

He
felt
around for the torch but of course it was gone. Standing slowly, he
squinted into the surrounding darkness, but it was like looking at a
black wall.

Kevin!
Ben shouted into nothing, Kevin are you there?

Somewhere
to his left came the sound of rocks tumbling and an ominous squelch.
Ben spun around heart
thudding, then blinked as a torch beam was shone in his face.

Yeah
Im here Tennyson. Came Kevins voice, sounding as if he was
speaking through gritted teeth.

Are
you OK? Ben asked worriedly, holding a hand up to shield his eyes.

Kevin
lowered the torch and stepped forward. Ben blanched when he saw the
state he was in. Luckily, like Ben, seemed only to have gained
insignificant injuries from their fall, but unluckily Kevin has
brought a souveneir down with him. Coated from head to foot in
sticky, pungent alien slime, he looked like some giant creature had
sneezed wetly on him.

Peachy
Tennyson, just peachy.

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End
of Chapter One

A/N:
Whoo,
that took longer to write than I thought it would Oh wells, if you
like review, if you have any complaints, keep em to yourself.

You
know come to think of it more flames mean a higher review count so
actually go ahead and
flame to your hearts content! Go on I dares ya! XD

Ill
try to get the next chapter done ASAP and it will actually have Bevin
in it I promise. brickd XD

Oh
yeah, if youre wondering about the new attack from the lady
Ripjaws, I added it because I thought a sound based attack was a cool
idea for one of the original aliens and seemed most sensible from a
water creature.

Also
why couldnt Ben ever do it? Because hes a boy silly
and only females need that ability to create the caves the need to
raise their young, just like the sickle claws to do smaller digging
jobs. Yeah I think way too much about these kind of things. XD