Ben 10 Dies Novels & Stories

He fell to the ground, the back of his head hitting the curb. There was another sound. It sounded like a big watermelon falling to the ground. Zellman’s face was smashed, the back of his skull was cracked, and brain matter was flowing out. White brain matter mixed with bright-red blood flowed all over the ground. Hitler, Sven, Grimm, and Dafasi were completely dumbfounded. The strong smell of blood constantly stimulated their noses. Meanwhile, Zellman’s horrifying death stimulated their nerves. Strange! If Bentham’s death was a coincidence, then could Zellman’s death still be a coincidence? Even a fool would not believe it!

Her red eyes were flashing a secret signal to the ships above. "She is calling them " the soldier gasped. He crawled away from the Director. "She is giving them the location for the core." "I have to let him out " June said. She looked at the crack in the glass. "If I break the tank can you stay with us Dad? Can you walk?" “No " Bensons voice was sad. "My body is very weak now. The blue liquid is the thing keeping me connected to the world. If the tank breaks I die.. If I die the people, in the sky will disappear.”

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

“Why didn’t he take his medicine on time?” Ryan came over and said, “Based on what the witness said, Uncle Ben died on the road, which was not far from Shalom Technology. His medicine and phone were scattered on the ground. “Based on their hypothesis, Uncle Ben should have fallen sick suddenly. He got out of the car and took the medicine, but he accidentally fell down, which caused his death. “The site was investigated, and there was no trace of a fight. Uncle Ben also doesn’t show any injuries, so he should not be injured by other people. It’s just an accident.”

"Are we supposed to just watch them hurt her?" "Well, she's…" Ben was stumped and quickly switched angles. "It's already happened, and your brother's always there to help, no?" "Just stop. Either wait for me back home, or come to Hyperia. I'm busy—talk to you later." "Wait… Fine, you're the boss. I'm coming to Hyperia." Hanging up, Ben kicked the couch furiously, but his phone soon rang. After hearing what the person had to say, however, he was jumping in joy. "What?! Jasper's dead?! When did that happen?!

He sighed in relief, but more notifications pilled up. [Beenedict has died!] [Rhino 10 has died!] [Rhino 5 has died!] [Rhino 4 has died!] The Gorilla was laughing as it threw punches enveloped in blue fire, the poor Rhino that was in front of it reduced to ashes in mere seconds. Beenedict was still melting by the acid that the Gorilla spit on him. [Rhino 7 has died!]

Although I'm sure her answer was written all over my face. "No. I guess it's been a while since I left for the Island, but how did he die?" I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Ben was not around anymore. "He fell from a twelve-floor hotel building, smashed his head and that was that?" we turned a corner to walk to my room, I wasn't feeling like giving the grand tour anymore. "So it was an accident then?" that seemed to be better than what had been going on. "Can we take a rain check on that tour?" Alicia nodded in understanding.

“Hope you had a good time.” I nod again. If I open my mouth, I won’t be able to hold back the torrent of questions. Ben said he was in an accident, but not what kind. Was he in a hit-and-run? Did an SUV splatter his skull in the middle of a fight with his best friend? Could I possibly be right? I climb out of the car and begin the suddenly long walk to the apartment. The shadows seem long and hungry. I turn the corner to the metal stairs that will take me to my door. My phone vibrates, and I check the notification, expecting something from Ryan. Ben. It’s an email. From t.shields@sdearbornmiddle.org. Theresa sent the pictures.

I stood there for hours, praying to die. Until my neighbor, Mr. Collins, came in the morning to look for Jack. I don't remember exactly what happened. I remember waking up the next day in the hospital. I hated the fact that I was still alive and Jack didn't. I wanted to die more than anything. They had killed my whole life. One shot changed everything. One night changed my life completely. It took more than 6 months before I was able to shake off the incident. I had nightmares every night.

"I'm hacking the grid! But it's Soviet tech! It's all vacuum tubes and duct tape!" "Use the EMP!" Haley screamed, throwing a rock at a ghost car. "Oh, right! The button!" Ben slapped a large red button on his chest. THWUMP. A pulse of electromagnetic energy ripple out from Ben's suit. The streetlights exploded. The bumper cars died instantly, their momentum carrying them into walls and trees. The red shadows flickered and vanished into the ether. Silence returned to the playground. "Nailed it," Ben panted, giving a thumbs up. Then his suit's speaker played a Windows XP shutdown sound. "Uh oh. I think I shut myself down too."