Ester Ben 10 Novels & Stories

Ben entered the room dressed in a black suit, white undershirt, and a single-flower brooch. “If you guys don’t stop hitting my head, I am going to have a dent over there! So violent!” he murmured rubbing his head. “If you don’t remember, we are in the business of violence, Ad.” Ben rolled his eyes. I said, “Stop bothering me, both of you.”

"Well then, wisdom be upon you. If that will be all for today, we will be taking our leave now. See you next time." "Have a safe ride home," Ethan replied and the men walked out of the room while still talking about the company. Ethan turned around on his swivel chair and looked at Ben curiously. The latter chuckled nervously and pulled his chair to speak with him. "Which company are they talking about?" He asked with a frown. Ben turned on his iPad and typed in a few codes before showing Ethan a building. "Big Star Company, a replica of our company." He revealed and Ethan's face turned cold.

Ben follows her lead. "Found one!"

System start", said Ben in his mind this time, suddenly a blinding light covered his mind and an interface appeared in front of him. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Info Mission Notifications. Progress Creation center Storage ___________________________________________ Ben pressed on info by willing his mind ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Name. : Ben Chase Class. : Alien cyborg level. :. 0 Family No. : 0 Credits

Thank you' 'Hello Bode and Deji, looking forward to meeting you officially.' {Tokunbo} Good idea *Lmao emoji* {Bode} Hello Tokunbo and Janet. How are you? {Deji} Sleepover? Why does it sound sissy? {David} ha ha ha ha ha. Janet, does Jayden know about this? {Janet} Bode I am fine thank you. David he will find out soon enough. {Tokunbo} It will be fun guys. Give it a try. Hi Bode, I am fine and you?

He picked up Heavy Metal. "No way… Heavy Metal. I haven't seen this since I was a kid!" "Do you want to watch it?" His eyes lit up. "Can we?" She chuckled and pulled it out of his hand and slipped it into her disc player. They got comfortable on her chaise, she was tucked securely in his arms. And then she hit play and her amazing surround system and high definition television caused his face to beam in delight. Hell yeah! Heavy Metal in surround and high definition! During the opening scene when the belly of the spaceship opened releasing the 1960 Corvette into outer space…and it landed with a parachute and the driver just drove off, Christopher kissed Ashleigh's neck in appreciation.

Ben, takes Miss Sia Zen into his care till she recovers from memory loss. Uh !!! Only an hour had passed since she was brought here. How was it already on the news? She used the news link to check out his profile. Mr. Ben had won many accolades in Botany. He was known for being selfish and reserved. She browsed through many other news articles about him. She almost dropped my ROD when she read, ‘ Mr. Ben has finally attained immortality through his outstanding contribution to Botany.’ It was dated 5th April 2076.

He shifted his gaze towards Augustus, who moved about freely like nothing had happened. “Stop staring at me like I forced out a golden fart from my anus, it's something I do all the time. Trust me, this is the least of my powers.” Ben closed his mouth immediately and stood up, but fell as soon as he did, due to excessive weakness. He bent down, however, picked up a piece of metal on the floor, and studied it. It wasn't like every normal metal, it had this roughness all about it. Looking at the rough surface where it had broken, there was a brilliant purple glow in it which shone dimly for some seconds before going completely dark.

"Kid, rules are dead. People are alive. I care about how you think outside the box." Now? I just sighed. I started coasting. A few days later, a bank flagged a standard "Thunderbolt" timer bomb. I got stuck on logistics. Scene photos came in. I opened my laptop, pulled the standard Thunderbolt breakdown, and sent it over. One of the senior techs called, voice tight. "Cole, isn't there a trap in the B2 circuit? Thought you mentioned it." I answered flat. "Per the manual, B2's a standard fuse line. No special notes. Follow procedure."

I woke up from the sound of my stomach growling, without a word; I stood up from lying on my bed; my face was a little hurt from the incident earlier when I saw my reflection, a big purple bruise. I sighed and held my cheek, and started to heal myself. My mom and dad were fascinated with my gift for healing, but it wasn't extravagant; like the doctors from our tribe, I could heal simple wounds or, like mine—Bruises.