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Ambition: An Amalgamated Superhero Universe

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It started when an alien device did what it did
It stuck itself upon his wrist with secrets that it hid
Now he's got superpowers he's no ordinary kid.....

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Name: Benjamin Kirby Tennyson

Hero Name: N/A

Known Aliases: Ben 10, Ben-Man, Watch Boy, Doofus, The Xeno

Age: Actually 10 and a Half but it wouldn't ring as well, would it?

Powers: This 10 year old can list every known B-Class fighter in the popular Sumo Slammers trading card game, lick his own elbow and survive having 20 soccer balls smashed into his face. Wait a second. You mean actual superhuman powers? Sorry if you were expecting something amazing.

Equipment

The Omnitrix : Originally belonging to his grandpa, Maxwell Tennyson, this technological watch-like device allows Ben to transform into a myriad of 'aliens'. Ben can only remain in these forms for an indeterminate duration of time before reverting back into his plain old self, otherwise dubbed by him as 'timing out'. The watch has been heavily damaged after the incident where Ben received it and thus, is extremely prone to malfunctions, transforming Ben into the wrong alien at times.

Each of Ben's aliens possesses unique and different superhuman powers and abilities from one another, allowing him to almost tackle any situation depending on what he transforms into. For now, there are currently only 10 known and discovered transformations available for Ben to access, as seen down below.

Heatblast - Pyrokinesis.
Humongousaur - Saurian Physiology and Size Enhancement
Diamondhead - Crystal Physiology and Manipulation
Eye Guy - Energy Beam Emission and 360 degree field of vision
Ghosfreak - Intangibility and Possession
Brainstorm - Enhanced Cerebral Processing and Electrokinesis
Upgrade - Technological Assimilation and Enhancement
Stinkfly - Insectoid Physiology
RAAAAATTTTTTHHHHHH - Enhanced Combat Intuition and Indomitable Rage
Echo Echo - Self-Duplication and Sound Manipulation

Much to Ben's chagrin, there is still much that he still has to learn about the secrets of the Omnitrix.

Appearance: Ben possesses the energy and exuberance of youth with grass-stained bottoms, uncombed brown hair and mischievous light green eyes. He is never seen without his signature black-striped white football shirt. In recent months, he's taken to wearing a long sleeve lime jacket to help hide the Omnitrix strapped on his right wrist.

Known Affiliations

- 6th Grade Student at Madison Elementary School
- Captain for Madison High Junior Soccer Team

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So if you see him you might be in for a big surprise
He'll turn into an alien before your very eyes
He's slimy creepy fast and shiny he's every shape and size

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Allies

Charmcaster/Heather Hopewell - Ben's classmate and long-time friend who he has recently found out to be a practitioner of the mystic arts. Ben finds her a kindred spirit, given that she's the only other 'weird' 10 year old in town like him.
Gwendolyn 'Gwen' Tennyson - Ben's 16 year old cousin who is currently taking a break from her studies in Harvard by spending time with her parents at Ben's hometown of Bell-wood. Despite their tensions with one another, Ben genuinely views Gwen as a surrogate sister figure as well as a role model to aspire towards.
Carl and Sandra Tennyson - Ben's loving and doting parents who try to shield Ben from their family's history with alien kind.
Jimmy Jones - Ben's junior in the 3rd grade who actively stalks and blogs Ben's vigilante exploits online.
J.T and Cash - Ben's best friends since childhood and fellow football team members at Madison Elementary. The three of them, including Ben, are virtually inseparable from one another and infamously known for being serial pranksters in Bellwood.
Julie Yamamoto - Over-pressured by her parents to excel in all fields of academic study and sport, this former junior state tennis player has become the newest member of Ben's soccer team along with becoming his new neighbor next door.
Jennifer Nocturne - Ben's classmate and an up and rising actress who has been inaugurated into Bellwood's Hall of Fame. Although as much as Ben tries to deny it, he has a hardcore crush on her.
Aloysius James Animo - Ridiculed as a crackpot theorist in the scientific community, Doctor Animo acts as Ben's science teacher in Madison Elementary. He often fills the bulk of his lessons with mad ramblings and long lectures, much to the amusement of his students.
Ignacius Baumann - The foul-tempered owner of Ben's favorite drink store and hangout area " Mr Smoothie", who is secretly the gatekeeper for the entrance to a subterranean alien society in Bellwood known as 'Undertown'.

Janitor Dox - The kindly yet mysterious caretaker of Madison's halls and refectories, whom is always looking out for Ben, even when he least expects it.

BEWARE THE TIMEWALKER

Enemies

Clancy - A homeless metahuman who roams the sewers of Bellwood. Able to telepathically command insects, which wouldn't be a problem if he didn't decide to unleash them on the population on Bellwood every once in a while.
Micheal Morningstar - A vampire warlock from a rival school, Chesterspeake, in Bellwood who is a former acquaintance of Charmcaster and vows to claim the Charms of Bezel from the sorceress.
The Circus Freak Trio - Formerly circus performers, the circus freaks are career criminal meta-humans in the mid-west, inspired loosely by the infamous Joker. With the ringleader of their group, Zombozo, locked in Blackgate Prison after an unsuccessful bank robbery, the trio have moved to Bellwood in search of new enterprises. The current group consists of Acidbreath, Frightwig and Thumbskull.
Rojo - The leader of an all-female hi-tech biker gang in Bellwood known as the Huns. Armed with top of the line alien technology, Rojo and her gang work as hired thugs for anyone who is willing to shell out enough money, whether alien or human.
The Vreedle Brothers - The equivalent of outer space red-necks, Octagon and Rhomboid Vreedle are an infamous dim-witted pair of bounty hunters armed with enough illegal alien weapons of mass destruction to make the U.S Army blush. They have recently arrived in Earth and are looking for paid work in the town of Bellwood, masquerading as human shop owners of a 7-11.
Vulkanus - A wanted Detrovitian in ten sectors and currently the defacto ruler of crime in Under-Town. Uses his position of power to provide 'protection' for the inhabitants of Undertown whilst trafficking alien technology to human criminal empires for use.
The Forever Knights - A global paramilitary religious organisation dating back to the 1200s who seek to eliminate all alien lifeforms in order to protect humanity, using a mixture of magical and alien artifacts to achieve their goals. A contingent of them has recently spread into Belltown, investigating rumours of a hidden alien enclave as well as to eliminate the vigilante known by locals as 'The Xeno'.
Overlord Vilgax of Vilgaxia - 'Former' intergalactic conqueror and war-hawk politician in the Galactic Council representing Vilgaxia's interests. Hamstrung by the Kree and numerous other alien empires in the galaxy, Vilgax seeks to find the Omnitrix and use it as a weapon in which to declare himself ruler of the entire galaxy. Krabb, Six-Six and Sunder the Searcher, members of the Bounty Hunter Guild, act as his primary enforcers and have been tasked to hunt down the Omnitrix on the planet Earth.

Will Harangue - This local radio jockey dominates the air waves with his xenophobic and conspiratorial theories about a potential alien infiltration occuring on Earth. Recent sightings of 'xenos' in Bellwood have lent credence in his claims, which Harangue seeks to capitalize on....
Noobmaster69 - A recurring enemy of Ben online who frequently trolls and harasses Ben in online gaming matches of Sumo Slammers Royale. Their score tally is currently 104-1 to him.

Who Is This Character?: To many, he's a loud-mouthed brash 10 year old. To his friends, a well-meaning 10 year old boy who wishes to be Superman. To his enemies, a nuisance. To the entire galaxy, Benjamin Kirby Tennyson is the wielder of the most powerful device in the universe.

List of Reimagined Traits: My rendition of Ben is based mostly on the narrative of the Original Series by Man of Action as well as taking major influences from Derrick J. Wyatt's run of Ben 10: Omniverse, albeit with a few twists. Ultimate Alien Force, for me, was a big step in the wrong direction for the universe, albeit with some interesting concepts that I'll be keeping for this universe such as the worldbuilding of the Plumbers and several other minor characters as well. Other shows such as Stranger Things and Gravity Falls are major influences to create this supernatural small-town vibe. This Ben still has to juggle the responsibilities of handling the Omnitrix as well as his selfish desires but without the support of figures or mentors such as Grandpa Max or Gwen.

Story Overview

And Then There Were Ten

One ordinary fishing trip with his grandpa was all it took for 10 year old Benjamin Kirby Tennyson’s world to completely turn upside down. A month before the start of sixth grade, Maxwell Tennyson, the estranged patriarch of the Tennyson Family, had appeared out of nowhere much to the during the twilight hours of Ben’s summer vacation, wanting to reconcile the ties that he’d broken between himself and his family. Ben eagerly jumped on Grandpa Max’s offer of a joint fishing trip at Bellwood Creek with his grandfather, in spite of his parents attempting to dissuade him from trying. In the middle of hooking mouldy cheese onto trout hooks whilst attempting not to groan at Grandpa Max’s punny jokes, Ben noticed that there was something in the sky above that looked like a shooting star, only in daylight. It was getting brighter, louder, larger and he soon realized it was coming fast towards them.
Knocked out and disoriented by the force of the landing impact, Ben found himself shielded by a protective dome of green crystal and inside along with him was a nine foot tall inhuman behemoth. Needless to say, it took some convincing for Ben to believe that Grandpa Max had transformed into an alien and that it wasn’t here to suck his brains out like in those old movies. When the dust settled, Ben spotted a spaceship within the crater and with a visitor from space. An especially hostile visitor from outer space. The alien announced himself as Psyphon, servant of some creep called Vilgax, and demanded that Max give him the ultimate weapon or that he would take it from him by force.

Bellwood served as a battlefield between Max and Psyphon.Following the battle across the town, the ten year old watched as the life slowly was beaten out of his grandpa. Twenty years ago, Psyphon wouldn’t have stood a chance against one of the most experienced wielders of the Omnitrix. However, years of using the Omnitrix had placed a toll on Max, a toll of severe chronic genetic destabilization that had sped up Max’s ageing. The alien enforcer had Max on the ground, ready to deliver the final killing blow if it wasn’t for Ben interrupting him at the last moment with a fire hydrant to the head. Ben would soon regret his act of bravery as Psyphon rounded on him, threatening to eviscerate the boy piece by piece before finishing off Max. Unfortunately, for Psyphon, he’d threatened not just anyone but Max’s grandson. The boy that he’d help raised, went on camping trips with and a second son to him. Psyphon’s threat gave Max one last rush of energy to defeat his enemy. A flash of green light later, Psyphon was nowhere to be found whilst Max Tennyson was lying on the ground heavily injured.

Dying in his grandson’s arms, Max desperately transferred the Omnitrix, damaged from battle, from himself to Ben, making his grandson swear that he would keep it safe from those that would use it for nefarious purposes. A week later, after Max’s funeral, Ben found it difficult to adjust to school life and began to shut himself off from everyone else, in an attempt to obey Max’s last words. His teachers were confused as to why the loud-mouthed, headache of a boy had suddenly become shy in class. Ben couldn’t. Worse of all, in spite of his attempts to get it off him, Ben found that the Omnitrix had become permanently attached to him. Hacksaws, drills, even acid that he’d stolen from the school’s laboratory and gotten in trouble for. Nothing would pry it off his wrist. Frustrated that he couldn’t get it off, Ben

Unfortunately, fate would force Ben into the position of being a hero when an armored alien bounty hunter by the name of Sunder the Searcher busted into the middle of his algebra test, searching for the Omnitrix. Ben transformed for the first time today and taught the bounty hunter that even though he was a child, a user of the Omnitrix was a force to be reckoned with, especially with 2000 pounds of Humongousaur fist to the face. Realizing that the Omnitrix could be used as a force for good, Ben took a new attitude towards the alien device, viewing it not as a burden but as a tool that he could use to become a hero.

The last three months have passed since his first transformation and Ben’s life has changed forever, for the better or worse. Together with Charmcaster , Ben has defends both Bellwood and the hidden alien society of Undertown from threats, both from Earth and outer space. Now, in the middle of his second semester, managing both hero time and school time has become a difficult task for Ben. A recent promotion into the role of football captain of the Madison Monsters places more responsibility than he is comfortable with. Combined with the upcoming school science fair and the recent arrival of his annoying dweeb cousin back home, Ben struggles to maintain his secret identity from both his friends and family. The presence of bounty hunters searching for the Omnitrix and the growing proliferation of alien technology among criminal gangs doesn’t help matters either.

But, no matter what, Ben definitely agrees that he would take the life of a hero over a boring life of pop quizzes and report cards.

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Armed with the powers he's on the case
Fighting the evil from earth and space
He'll never stop till he makes them pay
Cause he's the baddest kid to ever save the day

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10 O'Clock

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He’s a kid and he wants to have fun

But when you need a superhero, he gets the job done.

With a device that he wears on his arm

He can change his shape and save the world from harm.

When lives are on the line

It’s hero time!

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BEN TEN

_{Episode 0: 10 ‘O Clock}

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“ But - but, Mom! You can’t just - ”

Mom’s narrowed glare made my throat clamp up in the middle of my whining. I wanted to turn into Stinkfly, crash through the right window and fly away. I wanted to be anywhere but here right now. However, my feet were glued to the ground by fear, fear that only a parent could invoke within a child. The rain and lightning outside didn’t help calm me down. It made me feel like I was facing the final boss in a video-game. I could have handled a squadron of Forever Knights harassing Undertown or the Huns stealing from an ATM but my Mom? What would you expect me to do? Beat her up like any old bad guy? I just stayed silent while Mom continued to roast me alive with her words.

“ No buts, mister!” Mom waggled her index finger, her face lined with dissapointment“ This is for your own good, Ben! Don’t act like its first time where you’ve arrived home late. It’s been three times already. Three. Times! And you know what three means…..”

“ Three strikes and you’re out.” I finish her sentence in a grumble. She pushes open the bedroom door and I’m greeted with the sight of my bedroom. My unwashed, dirty mess of a bedroom. Before I can react, she slips into my pocket and takes out my phone in a blink of the eye. I paw for it in the air, the phone just above my head. Crud. “ Mom! I need th-”

“ Grounded means no phone privileges, Ben!” The door closed with a slam and that was the end of it. “ Stupid mom. Stupid dad. Stupid Omnitrix…..” I paced around my room in a feverish tantrum that made me sick with anger. Patrolling both Under-Town and Bellwood at the same time just wasn't viable, especially with the fact that Vulkanus was getting too big for his britches. In the last few weeks, the Detrotivian was just being a general space invader, or in other words, aggressively expanding his territory. I swore that even Charmcaster, usually cool as a cucumber, grew a few grey hairs the last couple of weeks. Eventually, my anger mellowed down into sleepiness. He looked out through the glass into the rainy streets. Drizzle coated the window, softening and blurring everything into a world without edges like one of those pre-school finger paintings.

Just as I’m about to doze off, the sharp rap of knuckles against glass catches my attention. I roll off the bed in a tangled frenzy, blanket around my shoulder, my entire world neon-green as I pull out the Omnitrix….

“ Knock knock, doofus.”

A snide voice leaked through the window, freezing my poised right arm which was ready to slam down onto the Omnitrix. Only one person could call me doofus and get away with it, aside from Gwen. I opened the window and a soaking wet Charmcaster leaped out to tackle me in a giggling bear hug.

“ Charm, what are you doing here?” I pushed her off me. Her brown satchel, shaped like a voodoo head, hung around the shoulder of a purplish coat. She brushed away her wet sliver bangs that were covering the front of her magenta-tinted eyes, still smirking.

“ First of all..." The zipper of her bag vomited out a thick book into her waiting hand, flipping open the pages and lifting a hand to cast a spell Pannosiccum.” Both of our clothes fluttered for a moment, a sudden warm breeze entering my room and fading away in the same moment. Huh. Instant clothes-dryer. That was cool. A finger-snap alerts me back to attention.

“ As for why I'm here, I was wondering why you were here. I didn’t see you at the robbery at 6th Main, so I knew something was up by the time I had them in cuffs.”

“ Well, lucky you.”

“ Let me guess." She raised a eyebrow. " The parent patrol finally caught on, didn’t they?”

“ You shouldn’t be here. If my parents catch you - “

“ Like being busted ever stopped us before, Tennyson.” Her lavender eyes danced between the window and the Omnitrix. “ So…., are you ready to go hero?”

Her crescent grin was infectious, egging me on. I look at the time. 10 PM exactly. A trio of wailing police cars zoomed down our neighborhood street. My fingers twisted the dial reflexively, room filling with emerald light.

“ I’ve been wanting to go Echo-Echo for a while……”

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Ambition: An Amalgamated Superhero Universe

@The Bork Lazer fuckin love it so far. Some nice reimagining. Are the Forever Knights the United faction under Sir George, or is it one of the splintered factions under Forever King or Sir Driscoll or Sir Patrick. Just wondering as I may borrow them for a Global event at one point.

@mattmanganon

It's one of the splintered factions under Sir Whatever. The Forever Knights essentially are formed of many brotherhoods which interpret Sir George's words differently.

Also, finished sample post.

Bork Lazer's Storage Bunker

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He’s a kid and he wants to have fun

But when you need a superhero, he gets the job done.

With a device that he wears on his arm

He can change his shape and save the world from harm.

When lives are on the line

It’s hero time!

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BEN TEN

_{Episode 0: 10 ‘O Clock}

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“ But - but, Mom! You can’t just - ”

Mom’s narrowed glare made my throat clamp up in the middle of my whining. I wanted to turn into Stinkfly, crash through the right window and fly away. I wanted to be anywhere but here right now. However, my feet were glued to the ground by fear, fear that only a parent could invoke within a child. The rain and lightning outside didn’t help calm me down. It made me feel like I was facing the final boss in a video-game. I could have handled a squadron of Forever Knights harassing Undertown or the Huns stealing from an ATM but my Mom? What would you expect me to do? Beat her up like any old bad guy? I just stayed silent while Mom continued to roast me alive with her words.

“ No buts, mister!” Mom waggled her index finger, her face lined with dissapointment“ This is for your own good, Ben! Don’t act like its first time where you’ve arrived home late. It’s been three times already. Three. Times! And you know what three means…..”

“ Three strikes and you’re out.” I finish her sentence in a grumble. She pushes open the bedroom door and I’m greeted with the sight of my bedroom. My unwashed, dirty mess of a bedroom. Before I can react, she slips into my pocket and takes out my phone in a blink of the eye. I paw for it in the air, the phone just above my head. Crud. “ Mom! I need th-”

“ Grounded means no phone privileges, Ben!” The door closed with a slam and that was the end of it. “ Stupid mom. Stupid dad. Stupid Omnitrix…..” I paced around my room in a feverish tantrum that made me sick with anger. Patrolling both Under-Town and Bellwood at the same time just wasn't viable, especially with the fact that Vulkanus was getting too big for his britches. In the last few weeks, the Detrotivian was just being a general space invader, or in other words, aggressively expanding his territory. I swore that even Charmcaster, usually cool as a cucumber, grew a few grey hairs the last couple of weeks. Eventually, my anger mellowed down into sleepiness. He looked out through the glass into the rainy streets. Drizzle coated the window, softening and blurring everything into a world without edges like one of those pre-school finger paintings.

Just as I’m about to doze off, the sharp rap of knuckles against glass catches my attention. I roll off the bed in a tangled frenzy, blanket around my shoulder, my entire world neon-green as I pull out the Omnitrix….

“ Knock knock, doofus.”

A snide voice leaked through the window, freezing my poised right arm which was ready to slam down onto the Omnitrix. Only one person could call me doofus and get away with it, aside from Gwen. I opened the window and a soaking wet Charmcaster leaped out to tackle me in a giggling bear hug.

“ Charm, what are you doing here?” I pushed her off me. Her brown satchel, shaped like a voodoo head, hung around the shoulder of a purplish coat. She brushed away her wet sliver bangs that were covering the front of her magenta-tinted eyes, still smirking.

“ First of all..." The zipper of her bag vomited out a thick book into her waiting hand, flipping open the pages and lifting a hand to cast a spell Pannosiccum.” Both of our clothes fluttered for a moment, a sudden warm breeze entering my room and fading away in the same moment. Huh. Instant clothes-dryer. That was cool. A finger-snap alerts me back to attention.

“ As for why I'm here, I was wondering why you were here. I didn’t see you at the robbery at 6th Main, so I knew something was up by the time I had them in cuffs.”

“ Well, lucky you.”

“ Let me guess." She raised a eyebrow. " The parent patrol finally caught on, didn’t they?”

“ You shouldn’t be here. If my parents catch you - “

“ Like being busted ever stopped us before, Tennyson.” Her lavender eyes danced between the window and the Omnitrix. “ So…., are you ready to go hero?”

Her crescent grin was infectious, egging me on. A trio of wailing police cars zoomed down our neighborhood street. My fingers twisted the dial reflexively, room filling with emerald light.

“ I’ve been wanting to go Echo-Echo for a while……”

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Ambition: An Amalgamated Superhero Universe

---------------(> <)---------------

It started when an alien device did what it did
It stuck itself upon his wrist with secrets that it hid
Now he's got superpowers he's no ordinary kid.....

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Name: Benjamin Kirby Tennyson

Hero Name: N/A

Known Aliases: Ben 10, Ben-Man, Watch Boy, Doofus, The Xeno

Age: Actually 10 and a Half but it wouldn't ring as well, would it?

Powers: This 10 year old can list every known B-Class fighter in the popular Sumo Slammers trading card game, lick his own elbow and survive having 20 soccer balls smashed into his face. Wait a second. You mean actual superhuman powers? Sorry if you were expecting something amazing.

Equipment

The Omnitrix : Originally belonging to his grandpa, Maxwell Tennyson, this technological watch-like device allows Ben to transform into a myriad of 'aliens'. Ben can only remain in these forms for an indeterminate duration of time before reverting back into his plain old self, otherwise dubbed by him as 'timing out'. The watch has been heavily damaged after the incident where Ben received it and thus, is extremely prone to malfunctions, transforming Ben into the wrong alien at times.

Each of Ben's aliens possesses unique and different superhuman powers and abilities from one another, allowing him to almost tackle any situation depending on what he transforms into. For now, there are currently only 10 known and discovered transformations available for Ben to access, as seen down below.

Heatblast - Pyrokinesis.
Humongousaur - Saurian Physiology and Size Enhancement
Diamondhead - Crystal Physiology and Manipulation
Eye Guy - Energy Beam Emission and 360 degree field of vision
Ghosfreak - Intangibility and Possession
Brainstorm - Enhanced Cerebral Processing and Electrokinesis
Upgrade - Technological Assimilation and Enhancement
Stinkfly - Insectoid Physiology
RAAAAATTTTTTHHHHHH - Enhanced Combat Intuition and Indomitable Rage
Echo Echo - Self-Duplication and Sound Manipulation

Much to Ben's chagrin, there is still much that he still has to learn about the secrets of the Omnitrix.

Appearance: Ben possesses the energy and exuberance of youth with grass-stained bottoms, uncombed brown hair and mischievous light green eyes. He is never seen without his signature black-striped white football shirt. In recent months, he's taken to wearing a long sleeve lime jacket to help hide the Omnitrix strapped on his right wrist.

Known Affiliations

- 6th Grade Student at Madison Elementary School
- Captain for Madison High Junior Soccer Team

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So if you see him you might be in for a big surprise
He'll turn into an alien before your very eyes
He's slimy creepy fast and shiny he's every shape and size

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Allies

Charmcaster/Heather Hopewell - Ben's classmate and long-time friend who he has recently found out to be a practitioner of the mystic arts. Ben finds her a kindred spirit, given that she's the only other 'weird' 10 year old in town like him.
Gwendolyn 'Gwen' Tennyson - Ben's 16 year old cousin who is currently taking a break from her studies in Harvard by spending time with her parents at Ben's hometown of Bell-wood. Despite their tensions with one another, Ben genuinely views Gwen as a surrogate sister figure as well as a role model to aspire towards.
Carl and Sandra Tennyson - Ben's loving and doting parents who try to shield Ben from their family's history with alien kind.
Jimmy Jones - Ben's junior in the 3rd grade who actively stalks and blogs Ben's vigilante exploits online.
J.T and Cash - Ben's best friends since childhood and fellow football team members at Madison Elementary. The three of them, including Ben, are virtually inseparable from one another and infamously known for being serial pranksters in Bellwood.
Julie Yamamoto - Over-pressured by her parents to excel in all fields of academic study and sport, this former junior state tennis player has become the newest member of Ben's soccer team along with becoming his new neighbor next door.
Jennifer Nocturne - Ben's classmate and an up and rising actress who has been inaugurated into Bellwood's Hall of Fame. Although as much as Ben tries to deny it, he has a hardcore crush on her.
Aloysius James Animo - Ridiculed as a crackpot theorist in the scientific community, Doctor Animo acts as Ben's science teacher in Madison Elementary. He often fills the bulk of his lessons with mad ramblings and long lectures, much to the amusement of his students.
Ignacius Baumann - The foul-tempered owner of Ben's favorite drink store and hangout area " Mr Smoothie", who is secretly the gatekeeper for the entrance to a subterranean alien society in Bellwood known as 'Undertown'.

Janitor Dox - The kindly yet mysterious caretaker of Madison's halls and refectories, whom is always looking out for Ben, even when he least expects it.

BEWARE THE TIMEWALKER

Enemies

Clancy - A homeless metahuman who roams the sewers of Bellwood. Able to telepathically command insects, which wouldn't be a problem if he didn't decide to unleash them on the population on Bellwood every once in a while.
Micheal Morningstar - A vampire warlock from a rival school, Chesterspeake, in Bellwood who is a former acquaintance of Charmcaster and vows to claim the Charms of Bezel from the sorceress.
The Circus Freak Trio - Formerly circus performers, the circus freaks are career criminal meta-humans in the mid-west, inspired loosely by the infamous Joker. With the ringleader of their group, Zombozo, locked in Blackgate Prison after an unsuccessful bank robbery, the trio have moved to Bellwood in search of new enterprises. The current group consists of Acidbreath, Frightwig and Thumbskull.
Rojo - The leader of an all-female hi-tech biker gang in Bellwood known as the Huns. Armed with top of the line alien technology, Rojo and her gang work as hired thugs for anyone who is willing to shell out enough money, whether alien or human.
The Vreedle Brothers - The equivalent of outer space red-necks, Octagon and Rhomboid Vreedle are an infamous dim-witted pair of bounty hunters armed with enough illegal alien weapons of mass destruction to make the U.S Army blush. They have recently arrived in Earth and are looking for paid work in the town of Bellwood, masquerading as human shop owners of a 7-11.
Vulkanus - A wanted Detrovitian in ten sectors and currently the defacto ruler of crime in Under-Town. Uses his position of power to provide 'protection' for the inhabitants of Undertown whilst trafficking alien technology to human criminal empires for use.
The Forever Knights - A global paramilitary religious organisation dating back to the 1200s who seek to eliminate all alien lifeforms in order to protect humanity, using a mixture of magical and alien artifacts to achieve their goals. A contingent of them has recently spread into Belltown, investigating rumours of a hidden alien enclave as well as to eliminate the vigilante known by locals as 'The Xeno'.
Overlord Vilgax of Vilgaxia - 'Former' intergalactic conqueror and war-hawk politician in the Galactic Council representing Vilgaxia's interests. Hamstrung by the Kree and numerous other alien empires in the galaxy, Vilgax seeks to find the Omnitrix and use it as a weapon in which to declare himself ruler of the entire galaxy. Krabb, Six-Six and Sunder the Searcher, members of the Bounty Hunter Guild, act as his primary enforcers and have been tasked to hunt down the Omnitrix on the planet Earth.

Will Harangue - This local radio jockey dominates the air waves with his xenophobic and conspiratorial theories about a potential alien infiltration occuring on Earth. Recent sightings of 'xenos' in Bellwood have lent credence in his claims, which Harangue seeks to capitalize on....
Noobmaster69 - A recurring enemy of Ben online who frequently trolls and harasses Ben in online gaming matches of Sumo Slammers Royale. Their score tally is currently 104-1 to him.

Who Is This Character?: To many, he's a loud-mouthed brash 10 year old. To his friends, a well-meaning 10 year old boy who wishes to be Superman. To his enemies, a nuisance. To the entire galaxy, Benjamin Kirby Tennyson is the wielder of the most powerful device in the universe.

List of Reimagined Traits: My rendition of Ben is based mostly on the narrative of the Original Series by Man of Action as well as taking major influences from Derrick J. Wyatt's run of Ben 10: Omniverse, albeit with a few twists. Ultimate Alien Force, for me, was a big step in the wrong direction for the universe, albeit with some interesting concepts that I'll be keeping for this universe such as the worldbuilding of the Plumbers and several other minor characters as well. Other shows such as Stranger Things and Gravity Falls are major influences to create this supernatural small-town vibe. This Ben still has to juggle the responsibilities of handling the Omnitrix as well as his selfish desires but without the support of figures or mentors such as Grandpa Max or Gwen.

Story Overview

And Then There Were Ten

One ordinary fishing trip with his grandpa was all it took for 10 year old Benjamin Kirby Tennyson’s world to completely turn upside down. A month before the start of sixth grade, Maxwell Tennyson, the estranged patriarch of the Tennyson Family, had appeared out of nowhere much to the during the twilight hours of Ben’s summer vacation, wanting to reconcile the ties that he’d broken between himself and his family. Ben eagerly jumped on Grandpa Max’s offer of a joint fishing trip at Bellwood Creek with his grandfather, in spite of his parents attempting to dissuade him from trying. In the middle of hooking mouldy cheese onto trout hooks whilst attempting not to groan at Grandpa Max’s punny jokes, Ben noticed that there was something in the sky above that looked like a shooting star, only in daylight. It was getting brighter, louder, larger and he soon realized it was coming fast towards them.
Knocked out and disoriented by the force of the landing impact, Ben found himself shielded by a protective dome of green crystal and inside along with him was a nine foot tall inhuman behemoth. Needless to say, it took some convincing for Ben to believe that Grandpa Max had transformed into an alien and that it wasn’t here to suck his brains out like in those old movies. When the dust settled, Ben spotted a spaceship within the crater and with a visitor from space. An especially hostile visitor from outer space. The alien announced himself as Psyphon, servant of some creep called Vilgax, and demanded that Max give him the ultimate weapon or that he would take it from him by force.

Bellwood served as a battlefield between Max and Psyphon.Following the battle across the town, the ten year old watched as the life slowly was beaten out of his grandpa. Twenty years ago, Psyphon wouldn’t have stood a chance against one of the most experienced wielders of the Omnitrix. However, years of using the Omnitrix had placed a toll on Max, a toll of severe chronic genetic destabilization that had sped up Max’s ageing. The alien enforcer had Max on the ground, ready to deliver the final killing blow if it wasn’t for Ben interrupting him at the last moment with a fire hydrant to the head. Ben would soon regret his act of bravery as Psyphon rounded on him, threatening to eviscerate the boy piece by piece before finishing off Max. Unfortunately, for Psyphon, he’d threatened not just anyone but Max’s grandson. The boy that he’d help raised, went on camping trips with and a second son to him. Psyphon’s threat gave Max one last rush of energy to defeat his enemy. A flash of green light later, Psyphon was nowhere to be found whilst Max Tennyson was lying on the ground heavily injured.

Dying in his grandson’s arms, Max desperately transferred the Omnitrix, damaged from battle, from himself to Ben, making his grandson swear that he would keep it safe from those that would use it for nefarious purposes. A week later, after Max’s funeral, Ben found it difficult to adjust to school life and began to shut himself off from everyone else, in an attempt to obey Max’s last words. His teachers were confused as to why the loud-mouthed, headache of a boy had suddenly become shy in class. Ben couldn’t. Worse of all, in spite of his attempts to get it off him, Ben found that the Omnitrix had become permanently attached to him. Hacksaws, drills, even acid that he’d stolen from the school’s laboratory and gotten in trouble for. Nothing would pry it off his wrist. Frustrated that he couldn’t get it off, Ben

Unfortunately, fate would force Ben into the position of being a hero when an armored alien bounty hunter by the name of Sunder the Searcher busted into the middle of his algebra test, searching for the Omnitrix. Ben transformed for the first time today and taught the bounty hunter that even though he was a child, a user of the Omnitrix was a force to be reckoned with, especially with 2000 pounds of Humongousaur fist to the face. Realizing that the Omnitrix could be used as a force for good, Ben took a new attitude towards the alien device, viewing it not as a burden but as a tool that he could use to become a hero.

The last three months have passed since his first transformation and Ben’s life has changed forever, for the better or worse. Together with Charmcaster , Ben has defends both Bellwood and the hidden alien society of Undertown from threats, both from Earth and outer space. Now, in the middle of his second semester, managing both hero time and school time has become a difficult task for Ben. A recent promotion into the role of football captain of the Madison Monsters places more responsibility than he is comfortable with. Combined with the upcoming school science fair and the recent arrival of his annoying dweeb cousin back home, Ben struggles to maintain his secret identity from both his friends and family. The presence of bounty hunters searching for the Omnitrix and the growing proliferation of alien technology among criminal gangs doesn’t help matters either.

But, no matter what, Ben definitely agrees that he would take the life of a hero over a boring life of pop quizzes and report cards.

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Armed with the powers he's on the case
Fighting the evil from earth and space
He'll never stop till he makes them pay
Cause he's the baddest kid to ever save the day

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10 O'Clock

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He’s a kid and he wants to have fun

But when you need a superhero, he gets the job done.

With a device that he wears on his arm

He can change his shape and save the world from harm.

When lives are on the line

It’s hero time!

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BEN TEN

_{Episode 0: 10 ‘O Clock}

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“ But - but, Mom! You can’t just - ”

Mom’s narrowed glare made my throat clamp up in the middle of my whining. I wanted to turn into Stinkfly, crash through the right window and fly away. I wanted to be anywhere but here right now. However, my feet were glued to the ground by fear, fear that only a parent could invoke within a child. The rain and lightning outside didn’t help calm me down. It made me feel like I was facing the final boss in a video-game. I could have handled a squadron of Forever Knights harassing Undertown or the Huns stealing from an ATM but my Mom? What would you expect me to do? Beat her up like any old bad guy? I just stayed silent while Mom continued to roast me alive with her words.

“ No buts, mister!” Mom waggled her index finger, her face lined with dissapointment“ This is for your own good, Ben! Don’t act like its first time where you’ve arrived home late. It’s been three times already. Three. Times! And you know what three means…..”

“ Three strikes and you’re out.” I finish her sentence in a grumble. She pushes open the bedroom door and I’m greeted with the sight of my bedroom. My unwashed, dirty mess of a bedroom. Before I can react, she slips into my pocket and takes out my phone in a blink of the eye. I paw for it in the air, the phone just above my head. Crud. “ Mom! I need th-”

“ Grounded means no phone privileges, Ben!” The door closed with a slam and that was the end of it. “ Stupid mom. Stupid dad. Stupid Omnitrix…..” I paced around my room in a feverish tantrum that made me sick with anger. Patrolling both Under-Town and Bellwood at the same time just wasn't viable, especially with the fact that Vulkanus was getting too big for his britches. In the last few weeks, the Detrotivian was just being a general space invader, or in other words, aggressively expanding his territory. I swore that even Charmcaster, usually cool as a cucumber, grew a few grey hairs the last couple of weeks. Eventually, my anger mellowed down into sleepiness. He looked out through the glass into the rainy streets. Drizzle coated the window, softening and blurring everything into a world without edges like one of those pre-school finger paintings.

Just as I’m about to doze off, the sharp rap of knuckles against glass catches my attention. I roll off the bed in a tangled frenzy, blanket around my shoulder, my entire world neon-green as I pull out the Omnitrix….

“ Knock knock, doofus.”

A snide voice leaked through the window, freezing my poised right arm which was ready to slam down onto the Omnitrix. Only one person could call me doofus and get away with it, aside from Gwen. I opened the window and a soaking wet Charmcaster leaped out to tackle me in a giggling bear hug.

“ Charm, what are you doing here?” I pushed her off me. Her brown satchel, shaped like a voodoo head, hung around the shoulder of a purplish coat. She brushed away her wet sliver bangs that were covering the front of her magenta-tinted eyes, still smirking.

“ First of all..." The zipper of her bag vomited out a thick book into her waiting hand, flipping open the pages and lifting a hand to cast a spell Pannosiccum.” Both of our clothes fluttered for a moment, a sudden warm breeze entering my room and fading away in the same moment. Huh. Instant clothes-dryer. That was cool. A finger-snap alerts me back to attention.

“ As for why I'm here, I was wondering why you were here. I didn’t see you at the robbery at 6th Main, so I knew something was up by the time I had them in cuffs.”

“ Well, lucky you.”

“ Let me guess." She raised a eyebrow. " The parent patrol finally caught on, didn’t they?”

“ You shouldn’t be here. If my parents catch you - “

“ Like being busted ever stopped us before, Tennyson.” Her lavender eyes danced between the window and the Omnitrix. “ So…., are you ready to go hero?”

Her crescent grin was infectious, egging me on. I look at the time. 10 PM exactly. A trio of wailing police cars zoomed down our neighborhood street. My fingers twisted the dial reflexively, room filling with emerald light.

“ I’ve been wanting to go Echo-Echo for a while……”

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Absolute Comics - Season Two: The Monster Within

I think the smell of a brand new minty thread is more preferable to doing Season 2 in this thread.

Bork Lazer's Storage Bunker

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STATIC: SPECIAL CROSSOVER ISSUE # 2

EVENT: ABSOLUTE CRISIS

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Virgil shielded himself behind a over-flowing green garbage bin. He gagged at the sour smell of chinese take-out and mouldy shoes. He would have preferred a car or a large fridge but it was the only thing that prevented him from turning into mincemeat. Blasts of buckshot and bullets thundered through the fetid alleyway air, perforating the garbage bin, his shouts being lost in the cacophony.

“ Look, why don’t you pick on someone with their own gun?!”

Funny he was complaining, even though he could shoot electricity out of his hands. The officers replied by just continuing to fire at him. His muscles were beginning to ache from how long he’d been levitating the garbage bin for. Alright, enough of playing target practice. He steeled himself, breathing out, waiting for the inevitable sound of an empty -

CLICK

He lashed out with his right hand and the garbage bin flew down the alley in a lurching arc, its metallic frame bouncing off the walls and ground. An officer slid out of cover to avoid being crushed, just in time for a whip of electricity to catch him in the chest. A kevlar vest could stop bullets but 50,000 volts of electricity was a different matter entirely. The two others ignored their convulsing comrade laying on the ground and leveled their rifles out towards him. Only to find that their rifles had been pulled out of their hands by an unseen force. Virgil smirked. Guns were made out of metal. Magnets attract metals. And when you were a living magnet, the answer was obvious. Twisting his hands to adjust the polarity, the rifle stocks slammed into their foreheads, knocking them out cold for good.

Virgil let his hands down and the pair of guns clattered to the ground. He began to stroll out of the alley, readying himself to surf away if it wasn’t for the glint on the back of the unconscious men’s necks. He crouched down to examine further. Virgil closed his eyes, concentrating on the ambient electricity in the air, within his body. If high-school biology taught him anything about neurons.....

It was a spark at first. Tiny but concrete. It was there. He just needed to bring it out. He coaxed it slowly, concentrating on the cracks, the places that weren't insulated from him. It was maddeningly slow. Made sense, though. Human bodies were terrible conductors of electricity. However, a grainy after-image was forming slowly over time.

Bingo

It was like looking at some weird, screwed up X-Ray. A skeleton of wires, a blueprint of the human nervous system. The largest tangle of wires was in the shape of a hairball - the brain - and like a parasite, the drone attached itself to a long strand that trailed outwards from it. The spine. He could see that the drone was still pulsing, sending electromagnetic frequencies to the brain, commanding its host what to do. His finger brushed against the metallic surface of the drone. All it would take was merely overloading that robot with enough juice that could turn the man sane again. Or turn him into a living vegetable. He didn’t like those odds.

Perhaps, that thing in Central Park’s the key to stopping all of this…..

It sounded like the beginnings of a plan. He zoomed out of the alleyway out into the bloodied and rioting streets of New York, plagued by the infection that had taken hold of its inhabitants in the last 3 hours. Virgil zoomed over top the skyline of the Big Apple, cars rumbling excitedly and lights flickering in his wake. His target was Central Park or Ground Zero of whatever Stryfe had unleashed all over the USA. For a moment, thoughts of Dakota City, the people, his family came up in his mind and made him wonder whether or not Stryfe's drones had managed to sink their claws into his hometown. The thought only made him push forward faster, ionized air trailing behind him.

As he came nearer to Central Park, two things came to mind.

One. That ugly as hell art statue in the middle of Central Park was even uglier now. Being demolished sure didn't improve the aesthetic.

Two. The drones were currently swarming someone. Someone who was floating in the air like he was at the moment.

Another metahuman?

No time for curiosity. He leveled his hands out, laced with electricity, and began showering lightning down on the figure. Upon contact with the bolts, some of them exploded into puffs of grey smoke while others short-circuited and fell onto the grass, wingless flies.

Several words flashed through his mind as the last drone dropped off the person. He'd seen her face crop up on Dakota NTV7 and Youtube channels alike, millions of viewers fawning over her. Dolls, facisimiles of hers, were a birthday present pastime to young girls all over the world. There were numerous facial products, clothing lines and 2 cereals with her logo on it. Richie wore her namesake on his underpants (That had been awkward to explain at the laundromat).

Wonder Woman. The living legend of WWI and international hero.

So, how did a small-time vigilante introduce themselves to a big-time celebrity hero? Virgil levitated himself down towards Wonder Woman, struggling to hold down his excitement as the manhole he was standing on drizzled electric rain below the both of them.

“ So, uh, never thought I’d meet you like this. I’d imagine an autograph session, not an apocalypse.” He sheepishly scratched the back of his head. “ My name’s Static. You got a plan to take down that Stryfe chump, Wonder Woman?”

Ambition: An Amalgamated Superhero Universe

Sneak peek for what I'm considering atm.

Bork Lazer's Storage Bunker

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It started when an alien device did what it did
It stuck itself upon his wrist with secrets that it hid
Now he's got superpowers he's no ordinary kid.....

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Name: Benjamin Kirby Tennyson

Hero Name: N/A

Known Aliases: Ben 10, Ben-Man, Watch Boy, Doofus, The Xeno

Age: Actually 10 and a Half but it wouldn't ring as well, would it?

Powers: This 10 year old can list every known B-Class fighter in the popular Sumo Slammers trading card game, lick his own elbow and survive having 20 soccer balls smashed into his face. Wait a second. You mean actual superhuman powers? Sorry if you were expecting something amazing.

Equipment

The Omnitrix : Originally belonging to his grandpa, Maxwell Tennyson, this technological watch-like device allows Ben to transform into a myriad of 'aliens'. Ben can only remain in these forms for an indeterminate duration of time before reverting back into his plain old self, otherwise dubbed by him as 'timing out'. The watch has been heavily damaged after the incident where Ben received it and thus, is extremely prone to malfunctions, transforming Ben into the wrong alien at times.

Each of Ben's aliens possesses unique and different superhuman powers and abilities from one another, allowing him to almost tackle any situation depending on what he transforms into. For now, there are currently only 10 known and discovered transformations available for Ben to access, as seen down below.

Heatblast - Pyrokinesis.
Humongousaur - Saurian Physiology and Size Enhancement
Diamondhead - Crystal Physiology and Manipulation
Eye Guy - Energy Beam Emission and 360 degree field of vision
Ghosfreak - Intangibility and Possession
Brainstorm - Enhanced Cerebral Processing and Electrokinesis
Upgrade - Technological Assimilation and Enhancement
Stinkfly - Insectoid Physiology
RAAAAATTTTTTHHHHHH - Enhanced Combat Intuition and Indomitable Rage
Echo Echo - Self-Duplication and Sound Manipulation

Much to Ben's chagrin, there is still much that he still has to learn about the secrets of the Omnitrix.

Appearance: Ben possesses the energy and exuberance of youth with grass-stained bottoms, uncombed brown hair and mischievous light green eyes. He is never seen without his signature black-striped white football shirt. In recent months, he's taken to wearing a long sleeve lime jacket to help hide the Omnitrix strapped on his right wrist.

Known Affiliations

- 6th Grade Student at Madison Elementary School
- Captain for Madison High Junior Soccer Team

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So if you see him you might be in for a big surprise
He'll turn into an alien before your very eyes
He's slimy creepy fast and shiny he's every shape and size

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Allies

Charmcaster/Heather Hopewell - Ben's classmate and long-time friend who he has recently found out to be a practitioner of the mystic arts. Ben finds her a kindred spirit, given that she's the only other 'weird' 10 year old in town like him.
Gwendolyn 'Gwen' Tennyson - Ben's 16 year old cousin who is currently taking a break from her studies in Harvard by spending time with her parents at Ben's hometown of Bell-wood. Despite their tensions with one another, Ben genuinely views Gwen as a surrogate sister figure as well as a role model to aspire towards.
Carl and Sandra Tennyson - Ben's loving and doting parents who try to shield Ben from their family's history with alien kind.
Jimmy Jones - Ben's junior in the 3rd grade who actively stalks and blogs Ben's vigilante exploits online.
J.T and Cash - Ben's best friends since childhood and fellow football team members at Madison Elementary. The three of them, including Ben, are virtually inseparable from one another and infamously known for being serial pranksters in Bellwood.
Julie Yamamoto - Over-pressured by her parents to excel in all fields of academic study and sport, this former junior state tennis player has become the newest member of Ben's soccer team along with becoming his new neighbor next door.
Jennifer Nocturne - Ben's classmate and an up and rising actress who has been inaugurated into Bellwood's Hall of Fame. Although as much as Ben tries to deny it, he has a hardcore crush on her.
Aloysius James Animo - Ridiculed as a crackpot theorist in the scientific community, Doctor Animo acts as Ben's science teacher in Madison Elementary. He often fills the bulk of his lessons with mad ramblings and long lectures, much to the amusement of his students.
Ignacius Baumann - The foul-tempered owner of Ben's favorite drink store and hangout area " Mr Smoothie", who is secretly the gatekeeper for the entrance to a subterranean alien society in Bellwood known as 'Undertown'.

Janitor Dox - The kindly yet mysterious caretaker of Madison's halls and refectories, whom is always looking out for Ben, even when he least expects it.

BEWARE THE TIMEWALKER

Enemies

Clancy - A homeless metahuman who roams the sewers of Bellwood. Able to telepathically command insects, which wouldn't be a problem if he didn't decide to unleash them on the population on Bellwood every once in a while.
Micheal Morningstar - A vampire warlock from a rival school, Chesterspeake, in Bellwood who is a former acquaintance of Charmcaster and vows to claim the Charms of Bezel from the sorceress.
The Circus Freak Trio - Formerly circus performers, the circus freaks are career criminal meta-humans in the mid-west, inspired loosely by the infamous Joker. With the ringleader of their group, Zombozo, locked in Blackgate Prison after an unsuccessful bank robbery, the trio have moved to Bellwood in search of new enterprises. The current group consists of Acidbreath, Frightwig and Thumbskull.
Rojo - The leader of an all-female hi-tech biker gang in Bellwood known as the Huns. Armed with top of the line alien technology, Rojo and her gang work as hired thugs for anyone who is willing to shell out enough money, whether alien or human.
The Vreedle Brothers - The equivalent of outer space red-necks, Octagon and Rhomboid Vreedle are an infamous dim-witted pair of bounty hunters armed with enough illegal alien weapons of mass destruction to make the U.S Army blush. They have recently arrived in Earth and are looking for paid work in the town of Bellwood, masquerading as human shop owners of a 7-11.
Vulkanus - A wanted Detrovitian in ten sectors and currently the defacto ruler of crime in Under-Town. Uses his position of power to provide 'protection' for the inhabitants of Undertown whilst trafficking alien technology to human criminal empires for use.
The Forever Knights - A global paramilitary religious organisation dating back to the 1200s who seek to eliminate all alien lifeforms in order to protect humanity, using a mixture of magical and alien artifacts to achieve their goals. A contingent of them has recently spread into Belltown, investigating rumours of a hidden alien enclave as well as to eliminate the vigilante known by locals as 'The Xeno'.
Overlord Vilgax of Vilgaxia - 'Former' intergalactic conqueror and war-hawk politician in the Galactic Council representing Vilgaxia's interests. Hamstrung by the Kree and numerous other alien empires in the galaxy, Vilgax seeks to find the Omnitrix and use it as a weapon in which to declare himself ruler of the entire galaxy. Krabb, Six-Six and Sunder the Searcher, members of the Bounty Hunter Guild, act as his primary enforcers and have been tasked to hunt down the Omnitrix on the planet Earth.

Will Harangue - This local radio jockey dominates the air waves with his xenophobic and conspiratorial theories about a potential alien infiltration occuring on Earth. Recent sightings of 'xenos' in Bellwood have lent credence in his claims, which Harangue seeks to capitalize on....
Noobmaster69 - A recurring enemy of Ben online who frequently trolls and harasses Ben in online gaming matches of Sumo Slammers Royale. Their score tally is currently 104-1 to him.

Who Is This Character?: To many, he's a loud-mouthed brash 10 year old. To his friends, a well-meaning 10 year old boy who wishes to be Superman. To his enemies, a nuisance. To the entire galaxy, Benjamin Kirby Tennyson is the wielder of the most powerful device in the universe.

List of Reimagined Traits: My rendition of Ben is based mostly on the narrative of the Original Series by Man of Action as well as taking major influences from Derrick J. Wyatt's run of Ben 10: Omniverse, albeit with a few twists. Ultimate Alien Force, for me, was a big step in the wrong direction for the universe, albeit with some interesting concepts that I'll be keeping for this universe such as the worldbuilding of the Plumbers and several other minor characters as well. Other shows such as Stranger Things and Gravity Falls are major influences to create this supernatural small-town vibe. This Ben still has to juggle the responsibilities of handling the Omnitrix as well as his selfish desires but without the support of figures or mentors such as Grandpa Max or Gwen.

Story Overview

And Then There Were Ten

One ordinary fishing trip with his grandpa was all it took for 10 year old Benjamin Kirby Tennyson’s world to completely turn upside down. A month before the start of sixth grade, Maxwell Tennyson, the estranged patriarch of the Tennyson Family, had appeared out of nowhere much to the during the twilight hours of Ben’s summer vacation, wanting to reconcile the ties that he’d broken between himself and his family. Ben eagerly jumped on Grandpa Max’s offer of a joint fishing trip at Bellwood Creek with his grandfather, in spite of his parents attempting to dissuade him from trying. In the middle of hooking mouldy cheese onto trout hooks whilst attempting not to groan at Grandpa Max’s punny jokes, Ben noticed that there was something in the sky above that looked like a shooting star, only in daylight. It was getting brighter, louder, larger and he soon realized it was coming fast towards them.
Knocked out and disoriented by the force of the landing impact, Ben found himself shielded by a protective dome of green crystal and inside along with him was a nine foot tall inhuman behemoth. Needless to say, it took some convincing for Ben to believe that Grandpa Max had transformed into an alien and that it wasn’t here to suck his brains out like in those old movies. When the dust settled, Ben spotted a spaceship within the crater and with a visitor from space. An especially hostile visitor from outer space. The alien announced himself as Psyphon, servant of some creep called Vilgax, and demanded that Max give him the ultimate weapon or that he would take it from him by force.

Bellwood served as a battlefield between Max and Psyphon.Following the battle across the town, the ten year old watched as the life slowly was beaten out of his grandpa. Twenty years ago, Psyphon wouldn’t have stood a chance against one of the most experienced wielders of the Omnitrix. However, years of using the Omnitrix had placed a toll on Max, a toll of severe chronic genetic destabilization that had sped up Max’s ageing. The alien enforcer had Max on the ground, ready to deliver the final killing blow if it wasn’t for Ben interrupting him at the last moment with a fire hydrant to the head. Ben would soon regret his act of bravery as Psyphon rounded on him, threatening to eviscerate the boy piece by piece before finishing off Max. Unfortunately, for Psyphon, he’d threatened not just anyone but Max’s grandson. The boy that he’d help raised, went on camping trips with and a second son to him. Psyphon’s threat gave Max one last rush of energy to defeat his enemy. A flash of green light later, Psyphon was nowhere to be found whilst Max Tennyson was lying on the ground heavily injured.

Dying in his grandson’s arms, Max desperately transferred the Omnitrix, damaged from battle, from himself to Ben, making his grandson swear that he would keep it safe from those that would use it for nefarious purposes. A week later, after Max’s funeral, Ben found it difficult to adjust to school life and began to shut himself off from everyone else, in an attempt to obey Max’s last words. His teachers were confused as to why the loud-mouthed, headache of a boy had suddenly become shy in class. Ben couldn’t. Worse of all, in spite of his attempts to get it off him, Ben found that the Omnitrix had become permanently attached to him. Hacksaws, drills, even acid that he’d stolen from the school’s laboratory and gotten in trouble for. Nothing would pry it off his wrist. Frustrated that he couldn’t get it off, Ben

Unfortunately, fate would force Ben into the position of being a hero when an armored alien bounty hunter by the name of Sunder the Searcher busted into the middle of his algebra test, searching for the Omnitrix. Ben transformed for the first time today and taught the bounty hunter that even though he was a child, a user of the Omnitrix was a force to be reckoned with, especially with 2000 pounds of Humongousaur fist to the face. Realizing that the Omnitrix could be used as a force for good, Ben took a new attitude towards the alien device, viewing it not as a burden but as a tool that he could use to become a hero.

The last three months have passed since his first transformation and Ben’s life has changed forever, for the better or worse. Together with Charmcaster , Ben has defends both Bellwood and the hidden alien society of Undertown from threats, both from Earth and outer space. Now, in the middle of his second semester, managing both hero time and school time has become a difficult task for Ben. A recent promotion into the role of football captain of the Madison Monsters places more responsibility than he is comfortable with. Combined with the upcoming school science fair and the recent arrival of his annoying dweeb cousin back home, Ben struggles to maintain his secret identity from both his friends and family. The presence of bounty hunters searching for the Omnitrix and the growing proliferation of alien technology among criminal gangs doesn’t help matters either.

But, no matter what, Ben definitely agrees that he would take the life of a hero over a boring life of pop quizzes and report cards.

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Armed with the powers he's on the case
Fighting the evil from earth and space
He'll never stop till he makes them pay
Cause he's the baddest kid to ever save the day

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time : November 10th, 2064, 17:30

“ This one’s on you, Mackwell.”

Since when did he ever need permission? He closes his eyes and considers Amano's blank tone, as the Prismo HUD locks a trail of breadcrumbs for him to follow through the maze-like sprawl. He thinks about what Amano is possibly trying to convey? Some semblance of trust? Laying the responsibility on him if he loses the voting machine? Settling already into the throes of defeat?

Heh, he couldn't care less. He grasps the steering wheel like a set of reigns.

His heart was beating.

No.

His heart was racing

He gunned it, tires spraying dust as Monica’s chassis lifted off from its double-digit acceleration into a steady triple-digit cruise. Twisting the steering wheel to the right, Monica blazed out of the train-yard like a bat out of hell, battering through the rusting poly-steel fencing and out into the open damp streets of the Reclaim Zone. Mackwell maneuvered the experimental muscle car through the labyrinthine Outer Zone, splitting puddles of water into mist and blitzing through derelict intersections. There was something to admire about the Outer Zone, despite the feeling that it was tortuously collapsing onto itself. The lack of order. No cops, no meter droids and best of all, no traffic lights. He burnt asphalt and broke every rule in the South City Municipal Road Code, shifting into the left of a forked road. Mack hoped that Cantos wouldn't end up barfing all over his backseat by the time they were done with this job.

The Reclaimer's was currently four kilometers away from them, trucking along at a slug's pace on an gargantuan flyover that resembled a ball of yarn. Most zoners knew it as the Knot. It was the nexus of roads that branched out to every highway that led out from South City. It would have been a violation of some obscure infrastructure legislation but in South City, zoners just learnt to deal and navigate through the tangle of bridges and roads. Another bureaucratic symptom of the screwed up government that ruled South City. 2,000 nitro-boosted horsepower engines, even if they were top of the line CHOO guzzlers, couldn't outpace his Monica forever. Mack was going to make sure that this wouldn't end up like the story of the tortoise and the hare.

" Nothing from Amano yet, samurai. I'd advise you to hang on, though." Mack hit the car into high gear, ignoring the DANGER signals popping up from his helmet's internal speedometer, coaxing Monica's to a hair breadth inch away from a roadside incident. He ignored the horns and shouts of anger from the other drivers on the road as both he and Cantos jolted up onto the overpass. For a moment, Mack was momentarily lost within the maze, the stack interchange reminding him of a ant's nest. It was impossible for human eyes to find the Reclaimer's truck. Fortunately, he had Fury chrome by his side. Being in the city right now, his Prismo notified him of reports on the Labyrinth about a suspicious truck smashing its way through I-830. The highway right below his pass right now.

Babe, what you're doing right now. It's crazy.

So, stop me.

Fortunately for the both of us, I like crazy.

Building up enough speed, Mack drove Monica off the side of the overpass at a 45 degree angle. The collision with the syn-crete divider may have impacted Monica's hood but he was relying on that. Too much speed and he would sail overhead the truck into oblivion. Too little and he'd be learning why cars weren’t meant to fly. The Prismo’s inertial dampeners prevented him from blacking out as he landed onto the underpass. He pressed on the accelerator and shifted Monica to high gear, preventing the Velocity from tumbling onto its side.

Just right behind the Reclaimer’s truck. Mack could see the truck driver’s eyes widen in the side view mirror.

“ Oh shit. It’s those same fuckers from before!” The driver barked out. Mack pulled it down to a low gear, still riding on the dizzying speeds of the short flight. He pulled out the Shredder, opened the window and leveled it towards one of the tires. He wasn’t a good shot but if he could just land one for once…...

As if on cue, the trailer door opened, skidding on the ground. The voting machine was visible but that wasn’t what caught his attention. The gatling gun was mounted on an articulated hydraulic arm mounted to the roof of the trailer. It was mean-looking, black chrome shining in the headlights, with meter-long barrels ready to make things look ugly as it was. The Reclaimer behind it locked the ammo drum into position before grinning at them mercilessly.

“ Say sayonara, bitches!”

The barrels began revving up before spitting out a volley of high-calibre rounds. Mack shifted the car into reverse, hiding behind a conga-line of vehicles in the right lane. The Reclaimer scythed through the traffic, blasting holes in them like swiss cheese until they were no more than perforated scrap metal. Mack’s hold on his Street-Shredder was wavering. They only had a minute before they would flatline.

“ This is gonna be a long night…..”

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♦ Topic:[BREAKING NEWS][LIVE UPDATES] National Crisis - Terrorist Attack By Metahuman Supremacy Front

In: Boards ► General Affairs ► General News

Chickensapien
Posted on July 15th, 2019

Quoted from NYPD Live Scanner

Confirmed report of terrorist attack in Central Park. All television networks have been shut down in light of hijacking by terrorist organisation identified as the Metahuman Supremacy Front. All citizens are advised to stay indoors and keep away from Central Park. NYPD officers are on route.

UPDATE 1: Reports of unprovoked assaults have been confirmed to be linked to the attack at Central Park. NYC police are forming a 30 block perimeter around the source of this mysterious disease. All citizens are recommended to stay indoors and away from affected individuals.

UPDATE 2: Star City officials confirm that the unknown disease has spread towards its own population. It is unknown whether President Ellis will be issuing an official state of emergency.

dude, what the fuck, what the fuck, did all of you see that shit on TV? some of my folks are living in Central park. wake me up from this dream.

►NurseNova
Replied on July 15th 2019, 13:25:45

Man, that's the most gayest costume a super-villain could wear.

►Ram Mette
Replied on July 15th 2019, 13:30:45

Motherfucking muties. I told you all this would happen but nooooooo, Ram was just being one of those 'stupid' right-wingers. Can't wait to watch all you mutie-humpers die.

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►Emerald Ghoul
Replied on July 15th 2019, 13:35:45

Shame. I've always wanted to go to New York this time of the year. Wonder if Spider Man's gonna intervene?

►NurseNova
Replied on July 15th 2019, 13:36:45

Are you kidding? That black suited creep? Didn't you read that Daily Bugle article about him last week? You've got more chance hoping Wonder Woman gonna help if she ain't stuck up in Washington right now.

►The Sewer Butler
Replied on July 15th 2019, 13:37:20

Dammit, Central Park's only a few blocks away from here. I'm scramming with the wife and kids right now to Dakota to my cousin's place until it's safe. Don't want to be caught in this mess here.

►ShieldSpangledStar
Replied on July 15th 2019, 13:40:21

real tragedy was that art installation. thought it looked good when I walked past central park a few days ago.

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STATIC: SPECIAL CROSSOVER ISSUE

EVENT: ABSOLUTE CRISIS

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Richie had issues with his weekend vacation in New York City.

It wasn’t the news that the New York Mega-Con had been cancelled by the organisers just this morning. It also wasn’t the fact that he was somewhat feeling guilty about whether or not he’d doomed Dakota City by forcing Virgil to take a break. Nor was it that he hadn’t managed to eat lunch yet.

No, these were the type of issues equipped with glazed eyes and mouths frothing with rage. Issues that were currently chasing after him down the eclectic concrete jungle that was New York City. Richie panted and huffed, his adolescent junk-food conditioned body struggling to escape from the violence occurring around him. There were currently a good twenty or so men and women, snapping at his heels. He heard the crashing of glass shattering against the ground from an apartment to his right, flailing bodies falling through the air and meeting the ground in a bone-crushing crack. That wasn't what frightened him. What frightened him was the fact that some of them had starting getting back up, pulling themselves forth on their elbows, their heads, whatever limbs or appendages they still had towards him.

The last minutes or so were a matter of survival. New York had descended into a total bloodbath along with Star City. Unfortunately, luck had it that he was seeing the masked spiked maniac talk from a cafe TV screen in New York rather than in Dakota. It seemed like the end of the world for Richie right now. He took out the phone from his pocket and dialed Virgil's number for yet the 5th time in a row. He narrowly dodged a stumbling police officer who was waving his baton in a frenzy, making sure not to drop the phone on the ground as he continued to run through the rioting streets of Lower Manhattan.

“ Virgil! I could really use some help not trying to get eaten alive right now!”

“ Sorry - just - “ There was a loud grunt on the other side of the phone followed by the screeching sound of bending metal. “ - I’m a little held up here right now.” There was a pause before Richie heard Virgil’s voice again. “ Just stay put wherever you are!"

“ Stay put?! I'm running as we speak right now!" Richie shouted.

" Just wait. I'll get a bead on you as long as you keep me on call - "

In the middle of his conversation, someone slammed into Richie like a runaway freight train. His phone was knocked out of his hand, Virgil's panicked voice silenced by the heel of a boot. A young girl with an empty, oozing left eye-socket began to claw at him wildly without restraint. Richie rammed his knee weakly into her gut several times but she just shrugged it off, saliva from her open, gnashing, screaming mouth dropping on his forehead. Eventually, one of her hands found his way on his throat and clamped down, Richie weakly trying to wrestle free from her.

A loud bellow of thunder deafened his ears. A loop of chain-link fencing wrapped around the girl's neck and pulled her off top of him. The pressure on Richie's lung relaxed, causing him to cough unsteadily as he looked up.

The entire city seemed to have become alive. Streetlights guarding the sidewalk began to reach down like tendrils, grasping and curling around the torsoes of the writhing infected. A volley of trash-cans, suspended upwards like ragdolls, smash into the side of the group, bowling them over onto the ground. The chain link fencing begins to unweave apart into single strands, binding and turning the snarling and rabid infected into beached fish. Within moments, the population of the entire street had been restrained.

“ So much for New York hospitality.” Virgil landed with a clang on the asphalt, the steel meter wide manhole glowing slightly at the rim. He took off his white hood, dreadlocks swaying with each shake of his head. His left cheek was slightly bruised, swelling already. Richie’s question of Virgil’s tardiness was answered as he lifted up a paper bag of pretzels. Virgil popped one of them in his mouth as he pointed towards Richie.

" You still got my bag, Rich?"

Richie signs, nodding slowly. He wants to say that he's forgotten it, dropped it by some chance to keep Virgil out of harm's way. If there's one thing that he's learnt ever since he found out about Virgil's secret identity, danger and Virgil are attracted to each other like magnetic poles. He tosses over Virgil’s rucksack towards his outstretched hand. He caught it deftly and opened the zip, pulling out his jacket. The yellow bolt of lightning running across the front vest lights up like a beacon.

" Just for ruining my trip to New York, I'm gonna turn that Stryfe guy's helmet into an lawn ornament."