《Master Of The Omnitrix》Chapter 6 - An average day for a hero
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In a dark and derelict, cluttered with lab equipment in apartment filled to the brim with animals of of all shapes and sizes , those ment for flight and those for the land . Its only source of light found in an aged TV reporting a peculiar image
" It is a strange day viewers , at random campsite what seems to be reported a 50 foot high robot attacked and was swiftly defeated by a , I am not joking, a green and black alien blob."
A old lanky figure shifted, showing pale lime coloured skin to go with his old and unkempt body .
' Interesting '
" Geez, I'm fine, stop fussing !," I exclaimed as I batted away Grandpa's hands away from my eyelids as he checks for eye bags.
Okay, so I push it by stay 2 days without sleep . I still got a lot of work done which they are using and benefitting from what with Grandpa and Gwen finding the personalization controls to make it seem like there normal clothes but well protected.
" I still don't see the problem. "
Gwen stops admiring her new clothes and turns to me saying.
" Look Ben, it's not that we don't appreciate it or it wasn't amazing that you were able to do all that but you won't be able to help if you don't take care of yourself. "
Before I could reply to that, alarms blared all over making all of us jump into action when a hologram opened.
{ Crisis Alert : Building Fire in Washington DC }
We all shared a look before I looked to hologram.
It's Hero Time.
Third POV
Washington, D.C.
There is a fire in a building in the area; people are out on the streets helplessly watching it.
Within it, a woman and her son are trapped.
And to make their situation worse, the ceiling is about to collapse onto them. They brace for the impact.
FWOOOOOOM !
Before them stood a magma-based entity whose body was composed of a bright white inner magma body covered by dark blood red rocks radiating immense amounts of heat despite being in a burning. His feet had a slight oval-like shape with only two toes and one back toe as well as sporting two miniature volcanoes on his shoulders enhancing his muscular build,,catches the falling debris and tosses it aside. The child stares at him in awe as the mother moves back in fear .
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He stares at them stoically for a moment before smiling.
" Don't worry, I'm here to help. "
He then absorbs all the fire in the room and takes them away to lead them to safety. The three bypass to a nearby staircase to escape, wisely as another piece of the building smashes their route to oblivion.
Ben's POV
Using the Omnitrix HUD , I spots another alternate exit and quickly cuts through a wall at the end of the hallway, then transport them to the street below by encasing them, as well as himself, in a magnificent fiery tornado of white fire .
Once outside, Look at the building for anymore trapped civilians. Finding none , I then absorb the rest of the fire from the building turning once done to find a large crowd.
" Alright everyone, anyone injured or was in go and check with the hospital for smoke inhalation or anything dangerous ."
I was about leave when my attention is quickly drawn off by Sumo Slammers trading cards in the little boy's hand.
" Hey kid, where did get those cards ?" I ask casually.
The kid replies confused, " I got it as a prize from Sumo Smacks Cereal."
Hmmm.
Gwen and Max drive up in the Rust Bucket.
" Hey Matchstick, that the fire was started as a diversion so some thieves could rob the jewelry store," Gwen informs me .
I instantly transform into XLR8 and blur away as the Rustbucket quickly follows.
As I quickly pursue the thieves, I wonder where is the nearest store to buy some Sumo Slammer ceral .
SSSSHHHHRRREEEEEE !
CRASH !
WHOOSH !
I speed up to the driver's side and pulls the door off, knock them out and then quickly tie them up in Carbon Nanotube ropes.
' Well that easy. '
A police officer show up and starts to stare at me . Before he can say anything I point at the robbers ,wave and then blurr away .
WHOOSH !
3rd POV
In a different part of the city, a man named Roger is knocking incessantly on an apartment door.
He gets no response, so he lets himself in.
Inside the room, cages of different animals are seen everywhere and animal noises can be heard in the background.
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" Phew , smells like a zoo in here," Roger muttered.
Dr. Aloynius Animo, eventually shows up to question his intrusion appearing behind. As Roger turns he jumps back in fright .
" Aaaah !"
" How did get in ?" Animo demanded.
After taking a moment to regain his composure replies.
" Pass key. I am still your landlord .... or maybe not since your rent is 6 months passed dew !"
Dr. Animo is however indifferent.
" Hmpf, You look disturbed long before I got here pal ."
" Look here, you and your friends are out on the streets unless you pony up the green ! "
" Pony .... up huh , interesting choice of phrases . Must be a animal lover , then you're gonna love this. "
Rogers' insistance, however, prompts Animo to reveal what he was working on; he picks up his Transmodulator helmet and takes out a frog from its cage,
"Pffft, you a member of the moose longue or something ? " he asks with mirth.
He just stays silent as he uses it to alter the genetic information and make the frog grow multiple times its size as well as gain horns and more eyes that are colored red.
The frog grabs Roger with its tongue and spits him into the wall, knocking him unconscious.
" Soo close to perfect all I need is a few lousy components to complete my work ! " Dr. Animo comments.
Right then a commercial comes up in the TV about the new M-Mart .
Ben's POV
M-Mart.
' Come on, where is it ? Where is it ? Where is - There ! '
While shopping at the M-Mart with Grandpa Max and Gwen, I notices a boxes of Sumo Smack cereal in the cearal aisle .
' Cool, I can finally increase my collection .'
Wanting for a gold Sumo Slammers card so badly, I transform into Greymatter.
SHOOOM!
Transforming never gets old. Feeling my skin becoming grey and melding, fingers coming together and stretching, getting smaller.
And yet it was over in literally less than a nanosecond.
( 3 × 10^-32 seconds to be precise)
I then use this' form immense intelligence to .... well ... calculate which is the most likely to be then switch to XLR8.
In switching my alien form, XLR8, I carefully raides all the boxes to prevent a mess of the entire cereal aisle trying to find the card until I find a couple .
Oh Paradox, I love Master Control .
Once they are done, Max leads Gwen to the pet department while I then notice a display of the whole collection of Sumo Slammers cards.
' Score .'
CRASH !
Suddenly, Dr. Animo randomly bursts in through the wall of televisions entertainment section, riding on his mutant frog.
As I catch him looting the place, as he drops down I instantly knocked him out and tied him up.
Honestly, That was anticlimactic.
" You, you saved the store , if there is anything I can - "
As the store owner tries offer a reward for my work I interrupt him.
" Thanks but I'm good now I gotta go."
Before I run to the Rustbucket, I feel the gaxes of pride from Grandpa Max and respect from Gwen.
WHOOSH !
Later in the Rustbucket, Max comments
" This day reminds him of the good old days."
Before I could respond .
Gwen pops in to report what she's found out about Animo. It turns out that he was a veterinary scientist that was doing twisted genetic experiments and got angry because his work did not win him an award when he believes it should have.
Whining Bastard.
Couldn't find a cure for cancer like I did and sell it through DIAL.
Tsk , tsk.
Later on, as the police drag Animo away, he continues to rant about how the award should be his. I take Animo's Transmodulator as a souvenir. When Gwen asked why I didn't ask for a reward, I said that saving the city really is its own reward ( plus I'm rich ). Gwen just stared at me with a strange look , and Max claims that I'm a real hero , smiling like a lunatic.
Weird .
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