Omnitranyl (Ben 10 Alien Force)

"Look, old man," Albedo turned his head slightly towards Max without taking his eyes off the teenagers, "they've come for you. Unfortunately, we won't be able to continue our conversation."

Albedo knew he had the advantage. As long as he had Magistrate Tennyson's unconscious body in his hands, no one would dare attack him.

He heard Azmuth's hoarse voice echoing from the spacecraft's speakers and spreading through the trees:

"Albedo, you stupid boy, stop this insanity at once!"

Albedo was breathing heavily. A frothy stream of satisfaction flowed from his Vaxasaurian lips. The person he most envied and even once admired was now looking at him with the respect he deserved. The smile grew even wider on his sickly face.

"What are you saying, Azmuth?" His voice was like a roar "I've never been as sane as I am now..."

Albedo lifted Max's body, glared at him and said:

"He took something from me and it's only fair that I take something from him too, don't you think?"

An icy mist seeped out from between Ben's clenched teeth.

Azmuth echoed:

"Ultimatrix, voice command mode."

Albedo raised his head slightly towards the plumber spaceship. There was a certain degree of confusion in his eyes.

The scientist continued:

"Disengage ultimatrix, command code..."

Albedo shouted in desperation:

"Stop, Azmuth!"

"Zero, zero, zero..."

"Don't do it!" Albedo placed his free hand on the ultimatrix symbol and lowered his eyes.

"Release coupling, zero" concluded Azmuth.

Silence filled the forest.

The teenagers tensed their muscles, preparing to advance.

Albedo remained motionless for a few seconds and then raised his head in an even more cynical smile:

"Do you really think I wouldn't deactivate that command at the first opportunity? You hired me as one of your assistants for a reason, and it wasn't for my beauty."

In a long scream in which every syllable was prolonged to make clear the intensity of his anger, Ben roared:

"Aaaaalbeeeeedooooo!" When he realized that the alien was staring at him, he continued in a firm, paused manner "Release. My.

Grandpa."

The alien looked at the teenager with disgust.

"Why don't you come and get it?"

Even though his eyes were burning with fury, a crooked smile of debauchery appeared on Ben's lips.

"Get what?" asked Ben.

Albedo turned to his human trophy and was shocked to realize that a violet cloud covered the magistrate's entire body. From his hand, which had previously been holding Max's head, he felt his fingers slip away in a puff of smoke.

"What the hell is that?"

He raised his head towards the plumber's spaceship and realized that Max had somehow been teleported, as his body now appeared from within a violet cloud at the opening of the access ramp. A silver-haired sorceress was moving her hands to keep his unconscious body floating in the air, carrying him into the ship.

"You bastards..." said Albedo.

He raised his right arm, turning it into a thick, multi-shot barrel, and aimed it at the spaceship.

Suddenly, there was a strong pressure in his abdomen. There was nothing in his stomach, yet he felt some liquid content escape through his clenched teeth. Something hit him so hard that he slid his huge body back a few feet. He lowered his gaze to the black obsidian-bodied teenager who stood with his arm straight in the center of his stomach.

Albedo raised both arms above his head to strike Kevin when a massive tree, being used as a baseball bat by Gwen and her giant magical hands, hit his entire alien upper body.

With the impact, the tree split in two, throwing each half to one side of the forest. Albedo felt his vision blur and darken. He became unbalanced, his head and torso tilting backwards. He blinked a few times, trying to regain his vision, and then a winged figure appeared in the sky. He couldn't make out what it was, but if it had wings before, it was gone now. And it was getting closer. A humanoid creature with two arms and... Wait a minute, not two, three arms.

Ben had added a muscular red arm to the underside of his right side. His first right arm, transformed into a magmatic pyronite rock, glowed brightly. He grabbed Albedo's head and neck at the same time and pushed him towards the ground with enough brutality to make him bounce once against the ground. Finally, he released all the energy accumulated in his Heatblast 's arm in a powerful column of fire.

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Inside the spaceship, Charmcaster carried Max Tennyson's body floating like an invisible medical stretcher. Eunice nimbly removed the remaining pieces of armor attached to him. They made their way to the room adapted for medical treatment and, as soon as the automatic door opened, mechanical arms emerged from inside the room to receive their patient. Azmuth was standing next to the medical monitors, typing up protocols and assessing the first vital signs that were obtained by the mechanical arms.

"Mr. Azmuth, he's pale and his pulse is weak!"

"The spaceship's computer is already starting the volume resuscitation protocols, but what worries me..."

Azmuth turned towards Max's body, which was positioned on the medical bed. He stared at the serious wound on his right arm. There were signs of burns and significant damage to bone and muscle structures. Even if they found Max's arm, which seemed impossible, it might not be capable of being reattached.

"What are you planning for the old man?" asked Encantriz.

"First, stabilize him, and-" said Eunice before being interrupted.

"Yes, that I know, I'm talking about his arm."

"Close the wound, right, Mr. Azmuth?" Eunice stared at the scientist.

"Do you have any other ideas, young lady?" Azmuth directed the question to Charmcaster.

"No, I don't. It's just that I know an Arkhenian spell that helps to close wounds like this quickly, but -"

"But?" Azmuth said

"But he wouldn't be able to use any kind of prosthesis afterwards."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a spell created by victims of war, at a time when prostheses weren't thought of. It closes the wound and removes the existence of that part of the body from the person's brain, so they don't have to suffer later because of the missing limb. It's as if the person had already been born without it."

The mechanical arms worked tirelessly, positioning masks for oxygenation, obtaining venous access for the infusion of saline, while the blood for the transfusion was prepared. The monitors beeped at a regular, rapid pace.

Azmuth remained silent for a few moments, lost in thought.

"Mr. Azmuth?"

"Sorry, Eunice, it's just that I don't feel I have any good options to help Max at the moment."

"We don't have any prostheses here, sir, so closing the wound is the best option before he goes into shock."

"The armor..." said the scientist, more to himself than to anyone listening.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I was thinking of the Galvanian armor. Take her right arm and put it on, but its structure isn't compatible with human anatomy."

"Now that you've said it, I've thought of something!" said Eunice excitedly. "We have an Architect here on the ship!"

"What's that?"

"An Architect. When the Magistrate and I landed on Galvan B, I used the Architect device to model the moonscape around the spaceship and camouflage us. We can use it to alter the structure of the armor in a prosthesis."

"Excellent idea, Eunice, so bring it immediately!"

"Yes, sir!" Eunice went through the door into the corridor.

"And you, young lady, would you be able to help us repair the damaged tissue so that he can receive the prosthesis?"

"How long are you going to take?" Charmcaster asked "His wound is too bad to keep bleeding like that, I can reduce the damage a little, but without something to connect one end to the other, he'll bleed to death."

"Human anatomy isn't that complex, I should be able to structure a prosthesis in a few minutes."

Charmcaster looked at the scientist with a "right, you arrogant prick" expression and turned her attention to Max. She made her staff appear in her right hand and then shrank it to the size of a wand. With it, he began to draw circles around the injury.

Eunice rushed into the room carrying in one hand the cube with greenish galvanic beams and in the other a device that resembled a cross between a toaster, a plate scale and a tablet.

"Here, Mr. Azmuth, the Architect and the other remaining galvanic armor."

"Great, Eunice, now I need you to use your knowledge of physiology to program an interface that connects to Max's neurological system, while I structure the anatomy of the prosthesis."

For several long minutes, the only sounds in the room were the beeps of the machines and the mechanical arms. Eunice typed frantically on one of the medical computers. Charmcaster cleaned the wound and restored nerves and vessels that had been destroyed in the attack. Azmuth, meanwhile, kept his hands on one of the Architect's "plates", sliding his fingers across a hologram of a human arm while the galvanic cube floated, trembled and changed its shape to a pyramid or dodecahedron on the second "plate".

Suddenly, one of the monitors emitted a shrill warning accompanied by the monotone voice of the ship's computer:

"Patient in volume-refractory shock. Risk of cardiorespiratory arrest."

"Eunice?" asked Azmuth.

"I'm finished, sir."

"Very well, here" Azmuth handed the now octahedron to Eunice and then said to Charmcaster. "We're ready!"

"Right, bring it in."

Eunice pressed a button on the device, which transformed into a blackened gelatinous goo until it settled into the perfect structure of a human right arm. She placed the prosthesis on the stretcher near the wound and walked away. Encantriz again took the lead and echoed:

"Cureta Vhart Dae."

Bone, muscle, nerves, vessels and skin began to grow as if they were looking for the opposite side of a wound to close. When they touched the metal surface of the prosthesis, they magically attached themselves to their anatomical-mechanical counterparts.

"And now?" Azmuth asked.

"Now it's up to the old man..." said Charmcaster.

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As soon as the column of fire ceased, Ben rose to his feet and stood over the Vaxasaurian's massive, immobile chest. He stared at the alien's burnt face. It was common for him to say something ironic after a victory, but nothing came to mind at the moment. He wasn't in the mood.

Suddenly he felt two snakes coiled around his abdomen. Then a strong jolt pulled him off the alien moments before Albedo's hands collided in a powerful palm strike.

"Bloody insects..." grunted Albedo.

Gwen, who controlled the magic snakes, dropped Ben to the ground behind her, who fell awkwardly to the ground.

"Don't get distracted, Ben!" Gwen said "This will only end when the superomnitrix comes out of his wrist!"

Feeling his ego bruised by the slip, Ben leaned on a nearby tree and picked himself up off the soft ground.

Albedo also began to rise. Slowly he turned his body, resting one arm at a time on the ground.

Kevin, who was still clad in dense black obsidian, crossed between the cousins and set off towards the villain. He transformed his right hand into an enormous flat ball and prepared to strike.

The alien raised one of its arms slightly and fired three projectiles at the ground near Kevin, without hitting him, raising a wall of fire and black smoke.

Kevin stopped his advance, closed his eyes and covered his face with his arms. With no sight, he didn't see the metallic ball of thorns from Albedo's tail heading for his abdomen. The obsidian cracked. The teenager's body was thrown through the air, over his friends and into the trees.

Gwen, who had turned her head slightly to look at Kevin, instinctively projected a thick spherical shield around herself. Albedo had advanced in the best rhino attack style at an impressive speed for his size. The horn on the alien's nose pierced the shield, but remained contained centimeters before hitting Gwen's chest.

She felt her heart beating frantically. First she stared at the horn, then at Albedo's frustrated eyes.

The alien then began to shake his head wildly in all directions, turning the shield and Gwen into a huge rattling bell. Finally, the shield detached from the tip of its horn and the sphere flew off to the side, destroying the trees in its path.

"I may be wrong," said Albedo, turning his head towards Ben Tennyson, "but I had the impression of feeling my horn tearing through soft skin."

Ben gritted his teeth and emitted an incomprehensible grunt. His eyes filled with a brilliant green and then, with a cry of fury, he launched two powerful lasers towards Albedo's head.

The alien defended himself with his left arm. The beams scorched his tough hide, raising a stream of white smoke from each point where they hit him. With his other arm, he took aim at the teenager.

Sensing an attack, Ben interrupted the lasers and metamorphosed his legs into XLR8's legs. He quickly accelerated backwards, dodging the first two missiles that came towards him with a high-pitched hiss. He kept moving backwards with each new shot, but the soft ground limited his run. He stretched out his green Wildvine arm and grabbed the branch of a tree a good few meters away from him. He spun around the branch and landed on it. He barely had time to face his opponent when one of the missiles hit the tree trunk, forcing him to jump into the nearest vegetation.

The sounds of the missiles exploding echoed through the forest. The flames took over one tree after another.

Kevin jumped over a fallen tree trunk and advanced behind Albedo. His body was coated in a yellowish glass full of air bubbles trapped inside. He threw his arms back and his limbs turned into long blades. He took advantage of the fact that his opponent was busy attacking Ben and, in a double twist, severed both of Albedo's calf tendons.

Without such important structures to support him, the alien immediately fell to his knees, resting his left arm on the ground. Two of his missiles were still in the air, heading towards Ben.

This is my chance! thought Ben, jumping down from the branch.

With the pincer arms of the Lodestar , Ben magnetized the projectiles and deflected them behind him, then turned his arms and altered the path of the missiles again, launching them at the right side of the Vaxasaurian's head and chest.

Albedo roared and put his other hand on the ground. He was breathing heavily. He raised his head slightly and saw a female silhouette walking through the trees towards him. Suddenly, a huge hand made of roots emerged from the ground in front of him, grabbed his head and pulled him down. He flexed the muscles in his arms, pushing the ground beneath him. With difficulty, he tried again to look at the silhouette through the roots.

Violet spots glowed across the girl's body, many of them straight lines like cuts. Her hair levitated like the tentacles of an octopus. Every step she took towards Albedo, the harder the plant hand pulled on the alien's head.

"Damned anodite..." Albedo grunted through clenched teeth.

With only a few meters left to reach the alien, Gwen moved her open hands over each other and placed the flesh of her middle fingers against each other:

" Vindicta Gaia... "

The ground shook and a closed fist made of roots sprouted from under Albedo, punching him square in the abdomen. With the force of the blow, the Vaxasaurian rose a few meters into the air and fell face down on the ground with a loud thud.

After so many minutes of explosions, missiles whistling through the air and trees being shattered, silence finally enveloped the forest.

Kevin and Ben approached Gwen, observing the alien's massive body. No one wanted to declare victory. They were anxiously awaiting the alien's de-transformation, but it wasn't coming. Ben turned his gaze to the violet cuts on Gwen's arms and opened his mouth to speak when his cousin interrupted him:

"I'm fine. They're already healing."

Ben nodded slightly and went back to watching the fallen alien.

"Since when did that bastard get so tough?" Kevin asked.

"The Humungousaur would have undone the transformation ages ago," said Gwen.

"It's not like that," said Ben, "it would have held up just as well. Let's not underestimate it..."

Albedo's left arm began to slide along the ground, keeping his hand supported and raising his elbow. The teenagers took two steps back and prepared to attack again. The alien supported his other arm and lifted his torso in one go. It filled its lungs and emitted a loud, long Vaxasaurian roar into the sky. The sound was so violent that it forced the three teenagers to cover their ears to protect themselves from the noise.

Once he had emptied all his lungs, Albedo took two more deep breaths and then started laughing.

"What's gotten into that sicko?" Kevin asked.

"Don't you understand?" Ben said with a cold expression "He's laughing at us..."

Yes, an insane, proud "you'll need a lot more than that if you really want to kill me" laugh

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In the depths of the forest, an armored van built from scraps of alien parts was creating its own route, breaking branches with its windshield and dodging trees.

"Come on, Rhomboid, my man," said Argit, sitting in the middle of the back seat, "step on it!"

In his characteristic thin voice, Rhomboid replied:

"I'm going as fast as I can..."

"I don't know, Argit," said Octagon. The older Vreedle sat in the seat next to the driver "do you really think that's a good idea?"

"Of course not! I thought it was a terrible idea from the start!" Argit replied "but if everyone's going to be there, I obviously want to say that I took part too! The noise is coming from that side, turn right!"

The van made a sharp left turn.

"You idiot, didn't I say right?"

"Rhomboid always gets confused when it comes to knowing what's right and left," said Octagon.

"And why did you leave him behind the wheel if he doesn't even know something silly like that?"

"Octagon, I'm already starting to get offended" the younger Vreedle turned the wheel to the right, "can I throw him out of the window now?"

"Hey, Rhomboid, buddy, let's take it easy, I didn't mean to..." Argit moved his head sideways with a curious expression. "The sound stopped."

"Where am I going now?" asked Rhomboid, braking the van sharply on the soft forest floor.

"Is it over?" said Octagon, "wishing I'd shot him or two."

A powerful roar spread through the forest, making the walls of the van shake.

"It's not over!" Argit said, leaning his right hand on the driver's seat and pointing in the direction with his other hand "Come on, Rhomboid, in that direction."

The van screeched to a halt with the sudden acceleration and headed almost straight for the source of the sound.

"Watch out!" shouted Octagon, pointing to a half-broken tree with its tip stuck in the ground, making a sort of ramp.

The tires on the left side of the van climbed up the trunk, lifting the vehicle into the air towards the treetops. Branches and leaves covered the windshield, completely obscuring the vision of the passengers who were screaming desperately. As soon as they broke through the canopy, they found themselves up against the back of the head of a supreme vaxasaurian who was laughing madly.

With a deafening sound, the bumper of the van struck the alien squarely in the back of the head, pushing his face violently into the ground.