Ben 10 In The MCU

29:Finally!

Ben arrives and is hugged by Gwen.

Gwen:Heard about what happened you ok?

Ben:yeah I'll walk it off.

2010-2012!!!

Ben is now 16 and working with our favorite female Russian spy.

Russia. There is a building, a warehouse, next to some unfinished railroad tracks under construction. The building is only occupied by Georgi Luchkov, a Russian general, and two thugs, with two prisoners amongst them, tied to chairs.

The taller thug is in the middle of hitting the spies, black widow in a black tank top. And Ben Ten in a black T-Shirt. They have a conversation in Russian.

GENERAL LUCHKOV: [in Russian] This is not how I wanted the evening to go.

NATASHA ROMANOFF: I know how you wanted this evening to go. Believe me, this is better.

LUCHKOV: I'd like to know why they sent you both to carry out a carrier, a stained glass and other random items.

The taller thug pushes their chair back, tilting it over the edge of a few story drop, Ben and Natasha hide their fear.

NATASHA: I thought General Solohob was in charge of the export business.

LUCHKOV: Solohob? Your reputation is quite a progression. The famous Black Widow. Nothing but a pretty face. And the famous so called shapeshifter Ben Tennyson.

NATASHA: You really think I'm pretty?

BEN: I'm famous?

Luchkov walks over to a table filled with tools of torture and interrogation, picking up a pair of pliers. The tall thug next to them forces their jaws open.

LUCHKOV: We do not need the Lermontov to transfer the tanks. Tell him, well... [In english] You may have to write it down.

A phone rings, and the weaselly thug looks to his phone in confusion. He picks it up.

WEASELLY THUG: Ya? [He looks to Luchkov.] It's for you.

Luchkov takes the phone, annoyed and angry.

LUCHKOV: Who the hell is...

COULSON: You're at 114 Solenski Plaza, 3rd floor. We have an F22 exactly 8 miles out. Put the woman on the phone or I will blow up the block before you can make the lobby.

Luchkov places the cell phone against Natasha's ear seeing how she's tied to a chair with her hands tied behind her back.

COULSON: We need you two to come in.

NATASHA: Are you kidding? We're working!

COULSON: This takes precedence.

NATASHA: we're in the middle of an interrogation and this moron is giving us everything.

LUCHKOV: [Confused] I don't give everything.

NATASHA: [Frowning at Luchkov] Look, you can't pull me out of this right now.

COULSON: Natasha. Barton's been compromised.

Ben hears this as well.

NATASHA: [After a beat] Let me put you on hold.

Natasha nods to Luchkov. When he grabs the phone, she hits him with her leg and headbuts him. She stands, still tied to the chair, and kickboxes the tall thug in the face.

Ben rolls over to the weasely thug, trips him, and stomps on his foot when he tries to pin him, then he knocks him out with a headbutt.

Coulson waits calmly, listening to them take three men down with their arms literally tied behind their back. They flip, breaking the chair on weasely thugs' ribcage, and look to the tall thug, standing up.

Ben kicks him too, chocking him out cold. she then wraps Luchkov's legs with a chain and pushes him down the hole he was threatening to drop her down. He hangs there, in pain, and she grabs her shoes and the phone.

Ben grabs his green jacket and his black shoes.

NATASHA: Where's Barton now?

COULSON: We don't know.

BEN: But he's alive.

COULSON: We think so. I'll brief you guys on everything when you get back. But first, we need you to talk to the big guy.

NATASHA: Coulson, you know that Stark only trusts us about as far as he can throw us.

COULSON: No, I've got Stark. You two get the big guy.

NATASHA: [pausing and hanging up the phone.] Bozhe moi. [Russian translation for My God]

Ben looks at a prepped alien for just in case Humongousaur expect Hulk vs Humongousaur Later *wink*.