Chapter 4: Gwen 10

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*Gwen Tennyson*

We found a rusted, old-looking RV in front of a large hospital. Ben and I shared the same smile. One we'd had on our faces a lot over that summer six years ago.

The orginal Rust-Bucket. The last time we'd seen it, it'd been in peices. It was kinda nice, seeing it again. Kevin looked at our matching smiles and sighed annoyingly.

" Come on you sentimental saints, lets go find this world's Gwen and Ben." He grabbed my hand and Ben's wrist, pulling us inside. I looked around us. I rembered this place....oh no. Today? Really? I glanced at Ben. He was wearing the same glum expression he had on this day last summer.

" I'll create a spy camera." I told him. We snuck into a vacated room and watched this worlds version of that awful day. Grandpa was unconscious in a room. Ten-year-old me and Ben stood in front of a doctor. 

" Your grandfather has several lacerations, a couple broken bones and a fractured rib."

" He's...gonna be okay though right?" Young me asked.

" For a man his age, he's remarkably strong, he'll be fine after some rest," the doctor said.

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" Gwen, you heard the doctor, he's gonna be fine." Ten-year-old Ben said to  young me....you know what, I'm just going to call them Ben and Gwen. Becau se technically, their not us.

" I'm worried Ben." She said. Ben looked at her, and got a bright smile on his face.

" I'd worry more about how a five foot guy kicked Fourarms' butt." Ben grinned at Gwen with a knowing smile.

" Hey, hero's don't hit innocent people." She said. Ben rolled his eyes.

" So, if a guy is cute then you'll let him hit you, but if he's not..." Ben punched her in the arm.

" Ow!" Gwen hit him in the arm.

" I thought you said..."

" I'm not in hero mode." She said with a growl. Ben positioned his hand to punch her back, but stopped when he saw Gwen's face.

She got up and walked outside, leaning agian the window. Ben walked after her. His face shifted to a sad soft smile. He put and hand on her shoulder.

" You okay? Normally slugging me in the arm would make you feel much better." Gwen held up her wrist and pressed her fingers to the watch controls.

" I wonder....Maybe if I went that green and black technology alien, I could get into the heart monitor, change it so it can fix his health," she said. Ben's face fell.

" Gwen, I don't think that's gonna work," he said.

" Okay then, what if I went that ghost guy. I could meld with him or some -thing...I don't know. I just....want to help him, you know?" She pressed the button and the dial popped up. Ben pulled her hand off of it. Gwen looked sadly up at Ben. He sat down on the bench.

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Gwen watched Grandpa's machines and sighed. She walked into the hallways again and looked at a trashcan. She glared at it. She walked up to it and punched it across the hallway. Ben looked up.

" Just relax, everything's gonna be okay," he said to Gwen, giving her a small smile. Suddenly, it dropped, as he heard a whooshing sound. He grabbed Gwen's arm and pushed her down, glass raining on his body a couple seconds later.

Both kids got up and turned around. I gasped. I recognized that girl from this day, six years ago. The girl my Ben had beat up in the parking lot.

" The Omnitrix. Now!" She said. Ben got up with Gwen. Ben seemed only partly intrested in the large scratches on his arms, the blood running down his cheeks and soaking his hands, and the large bump forming on his knee where his pants where ripped from glass.

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