Ben 10 Porn Story: Thou Tresses Cut Chapter 1

Thou Tresses Cut

Rating: K+

Gwevin

AKA: Gwen/Kevin

Enjoy!

Summary

While fighting a sword
wielding alien Gwen gets a small haircut and Kevin becomes livid.
Why? And what happens after? Gwevin One Shot

A/N A/N

Thank you to Crystal Persian for this
wonderful idea, I love writing these little nonsense one shots and
Ive been out of ideas for Ben 10: Alien Force ones since my first
one, Spiders. Oh, and thank you to everyone one who read and
enjoyed it, I am still getting little notices of people adding it to
their favorites and it always brings a smile to face. So, back on
track, thanks again Crystal Persian, I will do my best to make this
everything you wanted it to be (or something less cheesy with the
same message.)

Oh, and I know I am normally slow
with updates but I am into my last week of high school and I graduate
in a week so Im not sure what will really happen. While I will be
getting some major free time I will be working more and playing more
World of Warcraft (yes, I am a WoW geek. Im on Moonguard for
anyone who wants someone to play with. ;3) But through all of that I
am going to try and write a lot more. Okay, so lets gets this show
on the road, eh? Hope you enjoy!

Thou Tresses Cut

Thou filthy, insignificant, horribly
abysmal creatures! Do thou truly believe that thee hold the power to
defeat me? A deep and striking voice rang from the stone walls,
clashing with the sound of metal on metal. A large figure stood in
the middle of the great, vacant room surrounded by old, crumbling
castle walls. Even though it was the dead of night the full moon
shone bright, showing the figure in every brilliant detail he was so
proud to show. All three of thee behemoths could change into thou
beasts and still I shall smite thee! Come, come you foul creatures
and challenge once more my mighty sword!

Oh, would you shut the hell
up? A dark-haired teen screamed, his steel arm blocking an
incoming swipe of the mans sword.

From head to toe the man was covered
in brilliant, silver armor, every bit from his helm to his boots
engraved and perfectly shined. Golden vines seemed to wrap themselves
around his limbs while a strange creature with three heads and four
legs posed on his chest. His shield held the same designs but in a
bit of a different standard; the creature stood in the middle while
the vines followed the edges. His shoulder pads laid flat on his
broad shoulders, curving downwards with blade-like edges waiting for
the first fool to cut himself upon them, but most impressive of all
was his helm. It was simple in structure; a long helm that covered
his head completely with two slits for vision and breathingand
spikes. On top of the helm where seven spikes all shooting out in
different directions, all glistening with the threat to draw blood.

Swiftly the man brought down his sword,
clashing again with Kevins metal arm. The teens face cramped
together in his effort to hold the man back: he was obviously far
stronger than he had anticipated. Soon Kevins feet began to slide
back as his arm shakily held the man at distance. As he looked into
the eyes of the beast behind the mask he thought he sensed a smile
and tensed, but too late. Far too fast for any human to keep track
the stranger lifted his sword and struck Kevin countless times all
over his body. Within three seconds Kevin dropped to the ground,
beaten and literally broken. The cracked steel across his body
was left in bits and pieces, the rest fallen to the floor in shambles
around him. He moaned softly, his right arm agonizingly broken, the
rest of his body critically close to the same state.

Thou dim-witted man, did I not warn
thee of my strength? Not warn thee of my power? I did, but thou chose
not to listen and chose to advance and fight a foolish battle. How
the human race has developed! The noble time of knights has seemed to
perish! How my people shall weep at the ne Before the man could
even finish his sentence a large fist hand collided with his perfect
armor, sending him flying hard and incredibly fast into the nearest
stone wall, causing it to crumble and fall to pieces around his body.

Do not touch my friend, ever!
Came a gravelly voice from an extremely enraged Humongousaur. With
narrowed eyes the alien watched as the man-in-metal shook his way
free of the fallen rubble. While Gwen was busy helping Kevin Ben
couldnt help but wonder how strong this man or alien or whatever
he was actually was. He broke Kevin in three seconds and now he was
making his way through large hunks of stone as if they were mere
paperweights. What was he?

His concentration was broken by a
shrill scream of Ben!

Quickly, without notice or warning the
large alien was sent flying back into the opposite end of the
building, watching as it was his turn to be showered in stones. Is
this in return for what I did to you? He asked from beneath the
ruble, Because I really dont need to be repaid. He shook the
stone from his rough body as he stood, smiling. Im a chivalrous
guy like that.

Thou does have a surly mouth, but I
shall see to it that thee lips shall be sealed. I am becoming sick of
you childish antics, as you would so call them.

Childish? Came the amused voice,
I would hate to see what you consider yourself, then. Coming here
simply to steal a sword thats not yours, and to think I thought
you had respect for your fellow knights. The large monster
shrugged, I guess Earth is not the only planet with the failing
breed.

Suddenly the air seemed to change and,
before anyone knew it, Humongousaur was on the ground, 100 feet from
everyones current position, covered in a green flash as he
transformed back into his human body.

Gwen stood up quickly, whipping around
to face her unconscious cousin. Ben! She screamed, taking one
step forward before freezing.

Thou art one brave maiden, if I
shall be so bold. Came a civil yet bitter voice from behind her.

No, you may not. She spat coldly,
fingers lacing into fists at her sides, slowly being covered in a
pinkish glow. You have hurt both of my friends, she turned to
face him, eyes aglow, and so now Ill have to return the favor.

Oh-ho, brave and witty, what
a brilliant permutation. He slowly switched his sword from his
right to his left hand, grasping it tightly between his chain-link
fingers. Thou art a beautiful maiden, but why dost thou fight with
such brash men such as these? While he seemed to be complimenting
her his words were frozen and hollow, ready to break and let lose a
poison. Gwen knew this and was ready; he wouldnt throw her off
like he would Kevin. She was smarter than that.

Her parents didnt pay for her
private schooling for nothing.

They arent brash, at least one of
them isnt. And even so they are good people; they dont cause
trouble, they dont steal, and they dont fight unfairly. A
small smirk played on her lips, Unlike someone I know.

Again, thou shows thee vicious side,
so for you I shall fight left-handed.

I dont need you to. Gwen spat,
quickly thrusting out her right arm towards the man as she watched a
long band of pink energy stretch out towards him. Hastily she pulled
her fingers into a fist and the beam responded by wrapping around his
figure but, before it was able to grasp him he had disappeared.

The pink energy flicked and died as
Gwens head shot round, green eyes searching for the man in armor.
Suddenly she felt a blow to her back that sent her reeling. She
desperately grasped the wall, trying hard to find her footing.
Eventually she accomplished her goal and pressed her back to the
wall, about to scan the area again when she saw a sword sweeping
towards her face.

Letting out a surprised gasp she
quickly dropped down and leaned forward, about to roll away when the
man grabbed a hold of her ginger hair. Painfully he pulled her up and
slammed her back into the wall. Gwens eyes were screwed shut as
she let out a small gasp of pain, her mind to focused on her position
to form any variety of defenses.

Though witty and beautiful thou art
proving to be rather maddening. I shall end this now and take my
prize. Thou fought well for a maiden, far superior than estimated.
Farewell, maiden. With a small nod the man lifted and cocked his
arm, ready to let lose his pet on Gwens fair neck.

The karate-master opened her eyes just
in time to catch the slightest glimpse of movement from the monsters
cocked arm. She hurriedly dropped and leaned forward, much like
earlier, and immediately felt the strain on her scalp from the tight
grip he had on her hair, but abruptly the strain was gone and she
tumbled forward, uncoordinated and clumsy. After her few seconds of
rolling she sat on her legs and looked to the man; he held roughly
ten inches of ginger hair in his burly hand.

My hair Gwen whispered, her
fingers absentmindedly rising to feel nothing below her shoulders.

Clever, though I canst say if thou
intended such a rash move. The front of his helm was focused
un-movingly on Gwen, the glowing orbs from within locked on her
heaving chest. Perhaps the heart is a superior choice? His
fingers unfurled, letting her hair drift to the ground bit by bit. In
the time it took for her hair to reach the floor he had swapped his
sword to his right hand and taken a step forward before he was
knocked off his feet onto the dusty ground.

Kevin!

Kevin, covered in gray stone, had been
watching the fight from his earlier position on the ground, waiting
for his moment. He had to admit, he cut it pretty close, but at least
he wasnt knocked out cold like the hero was 100 feet in the
distance. Currently he was fighting for dominance over the knight,
trying desperately to pin down his arms or to just get a solid punch
in. Adrenaline fueled his body, which had to be the only way he was
holding his ownfor the moment. He knew he couldnt do it for
much longer. Gwen, wake up Ben! He shouted, turning his
attention to her for no longer than a second.

Bad idea.

Before he knew what was happening
(again) there was a fist planted firmly in his stomach. He doubled
over, hands and feet barely touching the ground as he gasped for
breath. Thou filthy pests, when shall thee leave me be? The man
screamed, infuriated.

How about when you leave us
be, or whatever. Kevin told him, a cocky smile plastered on his
face. Letting his anger release he let a hard punch grace the mans
helm, falling to the ground as the enemy dropped him. He quickly
stood, regaining his composer.

Kevin! A familiar voice and
footsteps. Gwen was standing beside him, breath shaky. Bens
still out, I think he really took that hit hard. He wont wake up
for anything.

Kevin opened his mouth to respond when
he looked down to her and his mind froze. Her hair, it wasgone.
Well, not completely, but practically, a good ten inches or so. Your
hairwhat the hell happened?

Gwen shook her head as if it wasnt
importantwell, because it wasnt important. Nothing,
Kevin, its not important right now. We need to focus on this guy,
at least until Ben wakes up.

Not important, was she kidding?
Her hair, her hair was gone! How he had dreamed of
running his fingers through it, slowly taking in the scent of flowers
or other sweet perfumes, and now all that was nothing!

His fingers turned into angered fists
at his sides, shaking with uncontrollable rage. I swear youll
pay for that. He seethed, eyes narrowed at the metal man before
him.

The medieval monster stood from the
blow he had taken, hand running over the now dented area of his helm.
From beneath the shining silver his eyes seemed to flash and stared
into Kevins with the same intensity. Thou shalt perish for
that.

If that means youre going down,
then yeah, dido.

Without any warning the two launched at
each other, screaming and ready to fight to the death. The stranger
seemed to forget about his sword in his blind fury and sent a fist
flying towards Kevins face. With expert grace Kevin dodged the
mans fist, sending one in response and colliding with the other
side of his helm. The man stumbled back and lifted his hand to his
face, feeling another dent in his stunning armor.

Kevin smiled, cocky from his advantage.
Youre in my park, pal. Time to play by my rules. Without
another word he was on the man and his armor like Ben on a smoothie.
With quick and hard punches Kevin laid them everywhere and anywhere,
his opponent seemingly too surprised to react properly.

After a minute of continuous punches
Kevin pulled away, breathing hard. Gwen ran up to him, hand on his
shoulder as they watched their enemy inspect his injured shell. You
insolent boy! He shouted, eyes shooting to his sword which
lay just feet from his position. I shall finish you and your
friends at this instant!

As he took his first hurried step
towards his weapon Kevin suddenly shouted, Gwen, his sword! Grab
it, now! Gwen, shocked by the sudden instruction barely
managed to grab the weapon with her powers in time. She held the
sword in her arms, snug against her chest as Kevin took a protective
step in front of her. So big, bad, and ugly, you still got the
power to take us on?

The mans body tensed in wrath as he
let out a blood curdling scream, running towards the two in pure
ferocity. Kevin steadied his stance, waiting for the impact. Gwen,
get out of He was cut off as the ogre was tackled to the ground
and a large billow of dust flew into the air.

As the dust settled the two teens saw
an unconscious knight in not-so-shiny armor and Ben sitting on a pile
of stones beside him. If he could only see his armor now. The
male joked, a playful smile on his lips.

Ben! The Anodite screamed
happily, dropping the ornate sword and running over and hugging her
cousin. Are you okay?

Ben let out a laugh, nodding. Yeah,
Im fine. I just took a bit of a hard hit earlier, thats all.

Tell me about it, Tennyson. Gwen
almost had her head chopped off and her heart stabbed out.

Kevin! Gwen screamed, looking
back to him harshly.

What? Its true! The teen
shouted, hands raised to defend himself.

Okay you two, enough fighting! Well
talk about everything later, but right now we really need to
get this guy under some form of control before he wakes up. I really
dont want another close call. Ben stood up and held out his
arm, working his Omnitrix until a familiar alien appeared. A few
seconds later he was standing feet taller than the other two has
Humongousaur. Ill carry him out and find something strong to
tie him with. You two bury that sword somewhere he wont be able to
find and well meet by the car in half an hour.

As the alien left the wreckage of a
building Gwen and Kevin stood to face each other. Thank you for
saving me. Gwen told him bluntly, smiling lightly.

No problem. Kevin responded,
walking over to her until they were only inches away.

You know, I hate to say it, Gwen
continued, but I really am going to miss my hair.

Kevin laughed lightly, nodding, his
fingers raised and playing with the chopped ends that brushed against
her shoulder. Yeah, me too, but this isnt a bad look for you.
He smiled down to her warmly. I never understood how you could
fight with all that hair in the first place.

Gwen smiled warmly in return, taking
his large hand in hers. Im just talented like that, ya know?

Kevin laughed, nodding. Yeah, I
know. Now, about this new hair cut.

The End

A/N A/N

Well I hoped you liked it, it turned
out a lot longer than I planned, so that makes me really
happy! :D I didnt expect to have the alien guy actually talk like
a medieval guy, so sorry if it kinda sucks, I just wung it. So I
hoped you enjoyed it and, if you did, thank Crystal Persian for
giving me the idea. And Kevins broken armhell realize that
later when all the adrenaline has wore off. Poor Kevin. ;3

Hope you enjoyed it Crystal Persian,
thanks again! :3