The Second Wielder | Ben Tennyson

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

"Seriously? Your name is Eon?" Young Ben taunted, dodging another beam as XLR8. "More like Ee-yawn!"

"Your juvenile taunts won't save you two," Eon growled, attempting to shoot two more times at the young kids. "Ben Tennyson,"

"Save us from what?" Jenny mocked, flashing behind Eon, tying his hands. "You can't even lay a finger on us,"

"I don't have to." Eon grinned, finally breaking from the restraints. "Time is on my side."

The two grinned at each other before charging at Eon.

| FIVE YEARS AHEAD |

Ben got his head stuck on the truck from the charge. He was in his Diamondhead form, Jenny pulled his arm to get him unstuck, using her humungousaur strength.

"No weird time stuff?" Jenny questioned Eon's unusual battle tactics. "Little unlike you, don't you think?"

"The only thing ever predictable about me is that I'm unpredictable." Eon charged at Ben with an energy blade, Ben deflecting it with his arm.

"Unpredictable, but lame." Ben's arm formed a sword. "Now this is a sword." The two clashed swords as Jenny turned back, Ben soon getting knocked back as he changed back as well. Both their times running out at the same time as their younger selves.

| FIVE YEARS BEHIND |

"Aha!" Eon grinned. "Just as I was waiting for." Both times Eon grabbed their arms, sending some sort of shock through them. They fell back with a groan.

The two got up, still not looking at each other.

"I don't know what that was all about," Ben, who's now in his 11 years old's body shrugged it off, showing his signature confident smirk. "But now it's our turn."

The two were about to slam down on their Omnitrix before noticing it wasn't looking like their usual Omnitrix.

"What is with you, new Omnitrix?" Ben complained."First, you won't transform me into the aliens I ask for. Now you're transforming yourself to look all retro?"

"Something feels weird about this though..." Jenny muttered, wondering as she looked at her watch.

"Better just still work." Ben slammed down on his Omnitrix, Jenny sighing as she did the same. "Ditto? Wow!" Ben gawked, looking at himself. "I haven't used Ditto since....forever!"

"Ghostfreak..." Jenny reminded, looking at her hands. "The nostalgists." She soon noticed multiple of Ben's Ditto's attacking Eon, but Eon evaporated.

"Where'd he go?" The first Ditto questioned.

"I don't suppose we pummeled him into oblivion?"

"Eh whatever man, at least we got rid of him." The third Ditto shrugged off. "Score one for the little guys!" They all cheered as Jenny pressed on her faceplate to change back.

"This seems so weird..." Jenny wondered aloud. "But I can't place my finger on it."

"Jen?" Ditto exclaimed. "Why are you a little kid again?!"

"What do you mean?" Jenny questioned.

"Ben! Jenny!" Young Gwen shouted, Grandpa Max, running right behind her.

"Gwen?! You're a kid again?" Jenny asked, bewildered as Ben powered down before Jenny gasped looking at him. "You're a kid too Ben!"

"Why are we kids again?!" They both exclaimed in shock.