Ben 10: Alien Swarm Cast Novels & Stories

He has a perfect handsome face with black eyeliner, blue eyes and a dark lipstick. Standing beside his throne is another alien, who's wearing a silver armor, with a sword on his side. He's wearing armor down his neck to his feet. His head only is free from armors. But this armor does not prevent him from moving freely. He can move freely as he wants. He is wearing one big sparkling earring on his right ear. He has also super white skin like the prince. A pale one. Like a vampire. He has green eyes and also has eyeliner and a dark lipstick. Is this how aliens look? They're like idols wearing make up. Even though they look like villains in movies, they are both handsome.

"Direct hit! We cracked the flagship's primary deflector ring! Their main weapon is temporarily offline!" "Don't celebrate yet," Sebastian’s low voice cut through the cheer. A thin stream of dark blood trickled from his nose. The psychic toll of channeling that much energy through the ancient ship was immense, even for his mutated body. But his violet eye remained fixed on the viewport, burning with ruthless calculation. "We just woke them up." [The Golden Swarm] The alien armada didn't retreat. They reacted with the cold, calculated fury of an empire that had never known defeat.

She hit it hard, but stood up and continued fighting. I groaned and shifted back into my human form. I yanked at the wire that had loosened, and with my remaining strength, I charged the leader, wrapping the wire around his neck and stabbing him in the chest several times. He screamed and struggled, then used his tentacles to slam me to the ground repeatedly. I heard Natisa cry out as she leapt and stabbed the leader in the head with the weapon my mates had given me. She pulled it out, and the alien finally collapsed, dead.

Unable to move, I could only try and breathe and wait for whoever had thrown the bomb to appear. Despite not pressing the button, the door opened and revealed my intruder. The muscular form of a Frentin male. If I'd been able to move my mouth would have fallen open for yet another time. Frentin males were some of the most attractive aliens that our race had encountered. They were similar enough to humans that some had even crossbred with them, but they were far stronger than humans and they knew it. I was in trouble. Big trouble. "Ahhh, you must be Jet," he said as he came closer, his violet eyes looking over me. "Ross said you'd be the next pilot to come out here."

The holographic projection shifted, revealing three massive, terrifying silhouettes standing at the helm of the distant alien armada. "The Void-Swarm isn't led by a single entity," Marcus revealed, translating the alien titles. "It is led by three Void Lords: Kalthor the Shadow-Eater, Xyris the Hive-Mother, and Aethelgard the Star-Devourer. They command a fleet of over ten thousand bio-mechanical dreadnoughts, currently moving through the Andromeda transit corridor." Valerie looked at the three terrifying silhouettes, her jaw tight. "Ten thousand dreadnoughts... and three Void Lords."

Two other blue aliens with the tube hair stood holstering weapons to their bodies. "Took you long enough." The blue alien who spoke first was missing his right middle tentacle. His white tube hair was short, and the tubes stood straight up toward the ceiling. It looked like a mohawk. "What is this?" White-mohawk asked. "Did you find any trace of Fentontailia?" The other alien posed the question. This creature didn't have black tubes like Keltrix either. His hair was red and completely straight. His abundance of tiny tubes even covered his left eye like part of a curtain. While he asked, one of his limbs adjusted a bag on his back.

Please don't tell me they intend to make us their mean baby-making machines too, or their last supper. I peer down at myself, and the pretty dress Nova wrapped my body in after I had taken a shower is gone. It's been replaced by two pieces of white material that barely covers my breasts and my lady bits downstairs. My eyes scan the cell and I notice that all the other females laying on the cold hard surface, still knocked out, replicate my flimsy attire. I swallow the vomit that niggles the back of my throat. “You come with me now.” The weird reptile alien orders with his split tongue flickering out of his mouth.

“You're our Alpha. You're to lead us to the promise land when we migrate. If anything happens to you, we're done for. You know that, don't you?” "I know she's one of us," I snap. "I know she's a Royal. And I know she needs help." The swan lets out a sound—a terrible, choked cry that is part bird, part human. She's struggling, her wings beating uselessly against the water. The little ducks that were peacefully paddling nearby scatter in terror, quacking in alarm. "That's it," I say, pulling free of Raymond's grip. "I'm going." "Alec!" Raymond hisses. "This is madness!"

a mass movement of an entire species that had forgotten how to have bodies and was now desperate to find them. "They aren't attacking," Leo shouted, his sensors overwhelmed by the sheer number of beings entering the atmosphere. "They're seeking. Kael, the Swarm is trying to 'D******d' into anything with a neural pulse. The trees, the animals, even the shifters, are all targets. They're looking for a vessel to hold their data." As the mist touched the ground, the "Living Earth" vibrated, caught between curiosity and discomfort. The planet, still supported by Lyra's stabilizing presence at its core, acted as a massive lightning rod for the alien souls.

Then Ben opened up the system info. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Name. : Ben Chase Class. : Alien cyborg level. : 2 HP. :80 Exp. :(0/400) Stats Strength :10 Agility. :10 Endurance. :10 Stamina. :10 Dexterity. :10 free stats :0 Mutation control level : 1 Mutation energy. :(100/100) Mod energy. :(10