Ben 10 Porn Story: The Expanded Adventures of Benjamin Tennyson – Chapter 2

I do not own Ben 10, or
any of the characters that have already or will debut in the series.

Note: This project
ignores the events of Race Against Time

Secondary note: For
this project, benwolf is Howlrunner, benmummy is Underwraps, and
benviktor is Boltneck.

Grandpa
Max, help! Its back!

Gwen
shrieked again as the monster landed in front of the Rust Bucket.
Its chest and head were white, with the rest of the body was black.
Blood-red, manta-like wings were attached to the creatures arms,
and red claws and fangs protruded. Gwen raised her hands
defensively, and was about to run when she saw a protrusion on the
creatures chest. It was a circle divided in quarters.

Ben,
you jerk! Were you trying to give me a heart attack?

Sorry,
Gwen. I just wanted to give Drakulus a test run in daylight. You
know, to see if hes sensitive to sunlight or not. So far,
nothing.

Ooohhh,
Im going to get you for this! Just wait until Grandpa Max finds
out you did this!

Actually,
Gwen, Im the one who came up with the idea.

Gwen and
Drakulus turned at Maxs voice. Gwens jaw dropped when she
heard Maxs admission.

You
told him . . . but, you know that thing scares me!

Sorry
kid, but, since none of us has seen this kind of alien in daylight
before, we had to find out. Same reason why Ben doesnt turn into
Ghostfreak, even though we got him back. Common sense.

Before
Gwen could mull this over, someone screamed. Darkulus spread his
wings and lifted off, headed towards the scream, while Gwen and Max
got into the Rust Bucket to follow him.

Drakulus
got to the source of the scream well before Max and Gwen. It was a
jewelry store with the window smashed out. Two thugs were running
down the street, lugging sacks in one hand and guns in the other.
Drakulus dove towards them. Out of nowhere, he shrieked. The thugs
turned to the sound. One looked like he was going to panic, but the
other one was calmer. Taking careful aim, he fired at Drakulus
head.

Ben
10

Riptide

The
bullet was moving faster than Drakulus could dodge. Closing his
eyes, he felt something well up inside of him. Opening his eyes, he
saw a wall of black in front of him. Something bounced off, and then
it cleared away. Oh yeah! He can control
shadows! Relieved, Drakulus swooped down,
kicking the panicky thug as he landed. Turning, he found himself
almost face-to-face with the bold thug. Now,
to see if I can do
this next trick. Grabbing the thug by the
face, he felt around inside his own head, searching for the command
that would let him absorb the guys energy. Nothing.

Let.
Go. Now.

The thug
was looking at Drakulus with murder in his eyes. Racking his mind,
Drakulus felt himself open up. Something poured into him from the
thug, who went limp. Drakulus dropped him just as the police pulled
up. He waved to them, only to find himself being sighted by both
cops.

You,
monster thingy! Step away from that person with your hands up!

Wait,
Im the good guy here, honest! He was-

Do it
NOW! Now or we shoot!

Aw,
man!

With
that, Drakulus pulled the shadows around himself. Sinking into them,
he popped out in an alleyway just as the Omnitrix timed out, leaving
him Ben again. He started walking, hoping to run into Grandpa Max
soon.

Ungrateful
jerks. I practically hand them their suspect, and they treat me like
Im the criminal!

Ben was
curled up in the back of the Rust Bucket, fuming. Gwen hated to
admit it, but she felt that Ben had a genuine reason this time. Hed
only been trying to help, and hed almost gotten shot up. On the
other hand, Ben had been one of the few aliens that wasnt already
established as a good guy. But then again, he hadnt known about
the robbery until well after hed gone alien. However . . .

She shook
her head. Getting trapped in an endless logic loop would get her
nowhere fast. She looked out the window and saw where they were
headed.

A
beach, Grandpa? Weve already been to the beach this summer.

I know,
but I thought, while were in Tampa, we could at least see for
ourselves what all the hype is about.

Gwen sighed. Sometimes, she didnt get her
grandfather. Granted, some of that was the age difference; he was at
least fifty years older than her. Still, one would think that, after
spending a good chunk of the summer with a guy would help you
understand him. Sliding out of her seat, she walked out the door and
onto the beach.

It hadnt even been an hour since theyd gotten to
the beach, and Gwen was bored out of her mind. There just wasnt
that much to do at the beach. Shed rather be in a museum, or a
library, or somewhere that she could exercise her mind. This was . .
. boring.

Gwen was walking back to the Rust Bucket, planning to
get her laptop, or her spellbook, or something to cut through the
boredom, when she saw the girl. She was rail-thin. Her clothes were
ragged and filthy, and her skin was just as dirty. The worst part of
it was, she didnt look all that older than Gwen. Gwen felt drawn
to this girl, and started walking over. The closer she got, however,
the more the other girl shrank away from her, up to the point where
she was pressed up against the boardwalks support pillar. Gwen
crouched down under the boardwalk to get closer.

Hi. My names Gwen. Are you okay?

The other girl just whimpered a little. Gwens heart
went out to her immediately. She must have been living like this for
a while; someone more recently ousted from society wouldnt be so
skittish, she reasoned. She backed up, and the other girl relaxed a
little. Gwen sat down in front of her.

So,
whats your name?

The girl
didnt answer immediately, and Gwen thought she was going to bolt.
But she did answer.

I-Im
Amber. Are you going to tell the cops Im here?

Why
would I do that?

Everyone
else does, and then I have to run again.

Well,
why dont you go with them?

Because
they try to put me in an orphanage. I hate it there.

All
right, I promise that I wont tell anyone youre here. But, why
are you here? Why arent you with your parents?

Tears
welled up in Ambers eyes.

Oh.
Sorry, I didnt mean-

GWEN!
GWEN, WHERE ARE YOU?

Both
girls jumped. Gwen turned around, and saw Ben running towards her.
He stopped abruptly, wrinkling his nose.

Aw,
gross! What did you step in?

Ben!

That
smells nasty! Seriously, what reeks?

Be
nice, wont you? This is-

Its
her! Man, she smells like a Dumpster! Geez, take a sho-

BEN!
Thats enough! Why dont you go terrorize some tourists or
something?

Ben left,
muttering something about how he never smelled that bad in his life.
Gwen hurried to apologize to Amber.

Sorry
about Ben. Hes just, well . . . stupid.

Its
okay. I havent really had a chance to clean up in a while. Do
you think, you know, use your shower?

Sure.
Come on.

After
Amber got out of the shower, Gwen gave her some clothes to replace
the rags shed been wearing. She actually cleaned up nicely. Her
skin was a creamy brown, and her hair looked nice when it wasnt
all greasy and dirty. She had just finished toweling off her hair
when Ben walked in. His jaw dropped, and Gwen knew exactly what was
going on in her cousins head.

Ben,
this is Amber. You recognize her, dont you?

Not
really. So, where did you meet her?

This is
the girl I was talking with under the boardwalk. You know, the one
you thought smelled like-

Oh.
Uh, about that, you see, I was, uh . . .

Amber
giggled, and Bens whole face turned red as a tomato. She walked
over and brushed his hair back. Gwen snorted. Shed probably have
him eating out of her hand next, if she didnt step in and get her
to stop. But then again, if she could get this on tape . . .

Gwen had
just gotten her video camera when Grandpa Max walked into the Rust
Bucket. As soon as she saw him, Amber pulled her hand away from Ben,
and Gwen hid her camera. Max looked Amber over, and then turned to
Gwen.

So,
whos your little friend?

Grandpa,
this is Amber. She lives . . . she lives near the beach. We met
near the boardwalk, and she wanted to see-

Gwen,
Ben told me about her. Personally, I think its great that you
want to help, but we cant just take in anyone.

I
wasnt taking her in! She just wanted a shower-

And
some clothes? Gwen, come outside with me.

Gwen
squeezed past Ben and Amber to follow her grandfather outside the
Rust Bucket. She sat down next to him on one of the benches situated
nearby. Max sat down next to her and started to talk.

Gwen, I
know that youre trying to help, but-

But
nothing! She needed help, and I gave it to her. Whats so bad
about that?

Look, I
think its great that you wanted to help. I really do, but she
might get attached to you. What do you think youll do then?

Well,
I-I dont know. I didnt think about it. Sorry.

Theres
nothing to apologize for. Now, I guess she can stay for dinner, but
then-

Before he
could say anything else, a shriek came up from the beach. Gwen and
Max both snapped upright. As they rose off of the bench, Ben came
tearing out of the Rust Bucket, cycling through the Omnitrixs
selection of aliens. He pressed down on the dial, and became a tower
of green crystal. He didnt make any remarks about wanting to be
another alien, so he probably meant to become Diamond Head. He
sprinted ahead of the other two towards the beach.

When Gwen
got to the beach proper, she found Diamond Head in combat with a
bunch of . . . what? They were humanoid in appearance, but looked to
be made entirely out of water, with no features at all. She watched
as Diamond Head turned one of his arms into a crystal blade. He
swung with it, slicing one of the water creatures in half. It
dissolved as he turned to fight another, but then reformed when his
back was turned. This was looking bad.

Max
pulled some manner of Plumber weapon out of his pocket and charged
in, light blazing from the barrel of the weapon. Gwen racked her
brain through the small collection of spells shed managed to
remember. None of them seemed appropriate to fight these creatures,
and she didnt think her martial arts would do anything to them.
But, not trying wouldnt be right, either.

Before
she could join the fight, Amber grabbed her by the shoulder, holding
her back. As she passed, Gwen noticed that her eyes were glowing
blue. Passing Gwen, she walked resolutely towards the fight. When
she reached it, she simply stuck her hand into the nearest creature.
It began to jitter, and then exploded without a sound. As its
remains soaked into the sand, the rest began to back away, running
for the surf. Everyone stared at Amber.

This is
just like Kevin!

It is
not like Kevin! Kevin was a creep; Ambers helpful, and nice.

Shes
a freak, and shes trouble, just like Kevin!

Fuming,
Gwen stormed out of the Rust Bucket and started walking away. She
didnt notice Amber following her until the other girl had almost
caught up with her. Gwen decided to stop, but her body kept moving.
Amber walked fully into her plane of view, and Gwen saw that she was
sweating. More importantly, her eyes were glowing blue again.

Sorry
about this, Gwen, but youll understand eventually. I just want us
to be together forever, without your rude cousin, or anyone else.

Gwen
tried to speak, and found she could.

What
are you talking about? What are you doing to me?

I dont
know what the proper term is, but I can control water. The water in
ice, steam, even people. And Im going to drown this city out, so
we can have it all to ourselves, to be best friends forever!

You-youre
insane! Youd kill all these people just to be alone with me?
Thats psychotic!

There was
more that Gwen wanted to say, but her jaw froze up at that point, and
all she could do was groan. Amber kept walking, and Gwen followed,
trying with every fiber of her being to break out of Ambers
control.

Eventually,
they found a tall enough building from which Amber could watch her
killer tsunami and not have Gwen get caught in it. During the walk
there, she had talked about all the fun she and Gwen were going to
have in the empty city. Gwen was still trying to find a way around
Ambers control, and was rewarded by a few finger twitches. It
must wear her out to do this for more than a few minutes. But how
long will it take before I can actually do something?

Before
Gwen had time to guess, an orange dog with no eyes came crashing
through the doorway leading to the stairs down the building. Gwen
inwardly rejoiced to see Wildmutt; this meant that Grandpa Max
wouldnt be too far behind, and surely hed have something to
deal with Amber.

Amber
wasnt happy with this development.

So, Im
guessing this is Ben, huh? Well, prepare to get sucked under by the
Riptide!

Pipes
burst all over the roof, and water rose up to form a vaguely humanoid
shell around Amber no, Riptide.
As it formed, Gwen gave a mighty twitch, the result of all her
muscles working at once against a force no longer present. As some
of her muscles cramped up, she watched as Wildmutt took a swing at
Riptides water armor, only to have it freeze just before contact,
and just as quickly melt back into water. Gwen realized that she
only had one chance to stop this. She had to act quickly.

Just as
Wildmutt hit the ice again, Gwen jumped forward, spell escaping her
lips. The ice melted and Gwens hand shot straight through the
back of the armor, landing on Riptides head. Gwen felt Riptides
mind open up to her. Shoving her way through the thoughts, she found
the area where Riptides powers were located.

The
sensation was incredible. Gwen could sense everything through this
part of Riptides mind. Herself, Riptide, Wildmutt, the millions
of people in the city, even the wave coming towards them from the
Gulf. Stretching out her consciousness, Gwen forced the wave to
recede. When she was done, the wave coming might be a little high,
but it wouldnt destroy the city like Riptide had planned.
Satisfied, she let loose a burst of mental command, burning through
the pathways of Riptides brain.

When she
pulled herself out of Riptides mind, Gwen slumped to her knees.
It took her a moment to realize that Riptides water armor had
dissolved. Riptide, meanwhile, was frantically making hand gestures.

What
did you do to me!?

Shorted
out your powers . . . youre just a normal person now.

NO!
You witch!

Riptide
lunged for Gwen, but Wildmutt grabbed her by the waist. He leapt
down the building, presumably to take Riptide somewhere where she
couldnt hurt anyone else. Like that
orphanage she didnt want to go to. Gwen
smiled, and then passed out, exhausted by her trip into Riptides
mind.

When Gwen
came to, she was in the Rust Bucket. Ben was slouched at the table,
and Max was driving. Ben muttered something to her that sounded
something like Finally. Gwen passed him and got into the
passengers seat. She needed to talk to Grandpa Max.

Gwen!
Youre up.

Yeah, I
am. And I want to say, Im sorry about the whole thing that
happened.

Gwen,
theres nothing you have to be sorry for.

But, if
I hadnt been nice to her, then she wouldnt have tried to
destroy the city-

Theres
no way you could have known that going in. Remember, hindsight is
always greater than foresight.

Gwen
nodded, but inside, she was troubled. No matter what Max said, she
still knew that the whole mess had been her fault. She shrunk down
in her seat a little. Someday, she would have to deal with the
fallout of this little disaster, and she knew it wouldnt be
pretty.