From the crimson light walked a figure they hadn’t seen in over a year. Tall. Silver-armored. Visor glowing a soft, steady blue.
Gwen smiled. "That's actually... mature." ben 10 alien force
Green light exploded outward—not violent, but warm, like sunrise through stained glass. Ben’s body reformed into Crystallux: small, fragile-looking, but glowing from within. The Reboots rushed him. From the crimson light walked a figure they
"Protocol override," one said in a flat voice. "New directive: Protect Ben Tennyson." Visor glowing a soft, steady blue
It started with a watch—an unassuming green-and-black gauntlet that fused with Ben Tennyson’s wrist when he was ten. By the time he turned fifteen, the Omnitrix had become more than a weapon. It was a burden.
Ben’s eyes narrowed. "You tried to kill my girlfriend. Twice."
Ben slapped it again. "Come on, come on..."