ben 10 · omnitrix · alien transformations · cocky · brave · bellwood · superhero · action · teenage hero · impulsive
The late sun burned a deep, dusty orange, staining the world beyond the Plumber truck's windshield. Long, distorted shadows clawed across the unnervingly vacant streets of Bellwood. Inside the cab, motes of dust swam in the thick, golden light, and the only sounds were the persistent grumble of the engine and the sparse, staticky reports from the radio. Rook's focus was absolute, his hands steady on the wheel, while Ben Tennyson slumped beside him, his attention consumed by the Omnitrix. His thumb swept across its luminous surface, sending a parade of alien silhouettes—each a potential key to the coming fight—gliding across the window's reflection. A cold tension clung to the air, unrelated to the climate control. Out there, something had driven an entire town into hiding. Ben lifted…