Ben 10 Bounty Hunters Novels & Stories

"And here I thought the Shadow Syndicate had some pride left." The shadows exploded. Ten figures materialized from the training shed. Seasoned A-class bounty hunters, clad in dull leather and tactical mana-armor. Synchronized lethality of a wolf pack. I didn't wait. I dropped my center, crimson silk tearing at the hem as I lunged. The first hunter - brute with a serrated shortsword - swung horizontally. I leaned back, spine bending into a bridge, blade hissing an inch above my nose. Planted palms on dirt. Executed a violent headstand-kick. Boots connected with his jaw.

Star focussed her gaze on Max when she spoke next, “No man’s land means anything can be out there and you have no say over it.” Max’s jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed, “I won’t sit back and wait for them to hunt us like prey.” “I’m not saying we sit back and wait for another attack, I’m saying we figure out who we’re dealing with before we charge blindly.” Max conceded. “Do we know who those hunters are?” Max shook his head. “I had the guys pull prints and send them to Jeremy, he said he’ll get back to us by the end of the day.” Star nodded.

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

You weren't that sick-" Ashleigh rolled her eyes. "I am not describing the Angel of Death. The guy I'm talking about was wearing a NIKES hoodie and sweat pants." Kendra pressed the button for the elevator. "Well I didn't see anybody like that—and I don't want to see anybody like that. Ever." Ashleigh shrugged. "He was nice. He's in there every day when I work out." As the doors to the elevators opened she leaned in and whispered. "This subbasement is the base of operations for Homeland Security."

The rules did not always apply to Alphas. "How are you going to deal with them?" Grover asked, pouring another glass of drink for himself. "It depends on what your employees and consumers tell them." "They're clean. They have no idea who you are." Mira disclosed as she examined both booths, "Booth 2 and 5 are bounty hunters. It'll only be a matter of time until Kingsley and his guys inquire about me." "Those bounty hunters aren't going to give up their target." Grover took a sip of his Scotch. "Your bounty has been doubled. To bring you in for a bounty, they'd have to fight each other."

The creatures carried off John, Bonnie, and Eliza. Six pillars of light suddenly glowed around Soundhound. When the lights darkened, six Echidna scientists approached him. “I was wondering when you would show up,” Soundhound said. “You have done well, Mr. Bennet,” a scientist said. Soundhound’s smirk turned into an aggravated scowl and he replied, “I told you my name is Soundhound. Keep that garbage human name to yourself.” “Our apologies. We see that you have been able to capture the champion of the blue. Well done,” the scientist said with satisfaction then pulled out a laser gun and shot dark purple lightning that paralyzed the mad guitarist.

“It’s gone!” “What’s gone?!” I had no clue of what he was saying. “The bite— the place of the bite on your neck, it’s — it’s gone!” He placed his hand on his neck trying to demonstrate. I touched the site of the bite on my neck and it was as smooth as if nothing had happened. “Extraordinary!” The doctor exclaimed with wide eyes. “Come on now, let’s run some tests on you!” “Shut... up!” I didn’t know why but I couldn’t stand the Doctor.

they said. I nodded, and we followed them inside. Melezo was sitting on the throne, looking smug. "Well, well, well, look who decided to show up," he sneered. I walked up to him, trying to maintain my composure. "I 'm Celine Arnaud, the fearsome and famous bounty hunter," I said, holding out my hands. "Ah, my dear friends, welcome back," Melezo greeted us with a smile. "Thank you, Alpha Melezo. We have brought you the head as promised," I said .

Even he had just found out that he was to undergo body wielding, so how did Butler Fin know? Ray nodded his head in resignation, "But that doesn't mean that I cannot do anything about the miscreants that litter Zandor. Send me the coordinates for the Assassin Organisation. I would make an example of them. Oh, and the Bounty Hunter Association too. They could also do with some tutoring. No wait. Leave the Bounty Hunter Association be for now." Butler Fin smiled and replied, with his hand to his head, "It has been done." Ray's eyes turned dull for a moment, almost as if he was seeing something no one could. When he finally came to himself a few seconds later he said, "To think they were hidden

Cael complained loudly over the line, accompanied by the sound of clinking tools. "I have been using a desk fan and an open window to keep the motherboard from melting into slag. If you need me to run another massive decryption protocol today, you are buying me a new rig." "I do not care about your broken server, Cael," I snapped, too exhausted for mundane small talk. "Give me the final report from the bounty hunters. Did they find the historian or not?" A heavy silence stretched over the connection. The clinking tools stopped.