Of Sentience and Predator

C10: The Visitors

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No Wattpad this time because out of the three, this is the one with the least amount of interaction for the lack of a better term.

Also, this story will be going on a hiatus until I can finish season D. I would say writer's block, but ideas are there for my other two big stories I'm working on (Unicronians and MPA) so can't really say that.

"It is nice to meet you, Miss Xylene," Dr Psychobos telepathed, making a brief nod-like gesture with his right claw.

There was a moment of odd silence before Xylene said, "My pod broke on impact. If it did have the necessary tools to track the Omnitrix, it wouldn't help us. It would be too damaged. However, I didn't notice any damage with your's."

"Khyber suggested a stronger escape pod as a safety measure. Originally, I wasn't too sure, but here we are," Psychobos hummed. "If the Nemetrix is on the same planet, I'll be able to track it. I put a small tracking system, a planet-wide one, which isn't much but Khyber was insistent on some tracker system."

"You two are close," Xylene commented. Psychobos began to laugh psychically, not telepathically. Xylene paused and stared at the laughing Cerebrocrustacean.

He calmed himself before telepathing, "Forgive me, it's just..." The Cerebrocrustacean psychically chuckled.

"No need," Xylene stated, turning her head to look at Psychobos from an odd angle.

Psychobos once again calmed himself and telepathed, "Very well. I'll start up the tracker. I have no guarantee the Omnitrix and Nemetrix will be at the same place."

Xylene looked towards her pod and said, "I might be able to find a chip-hold of the Omnitrix signal in my pod. If there is one, it'll most likely be damaged."

"But it's better than nothing," the crab-like finished. The Uxorite nodded.

...

Something suddenly surged, bursting out of the snow. The maroon and dark orange robot looked around, red eyes gleaming. It quickly noticed the two open pods and scampered over. The robot looked at the pods, releasing a scanning red light.

After a good minute, it stated, "Negative. Goal items not here. Unable to track goal items. Changing objective..."

It looked back at the pods and let out another scanning light, this time yellow.

More time passed before it stated, "Secondary objective active. DNA scanner successful. Activating DNA searcher. Beginning search." It turned before it began walking off.

-(...)-

"How did we get from Utah to Tennessee in two days?" Gwen asked.

"Determination," EightEight deadpanned. Gwen just stared at her while Ben and Kevin were off to the side. The maybe-human looked over while Ben was focused on the video on the screen.

"Why are we in Tennessee, anyways?" Kevin asked. Ben noticed and paused the video, turning his head to look.

"I doubt you have, but have any of you heard of the Undertown Network?" EightEight gurgled, glancing back at them.

"No," Kevin answered, shaking his head. Ben and Gwen joined him, staring at the disguised Sotoraggian.

She looked back at the road and informed, "In the continents you call North and South America, somehow the Nashville Undertown became the largest one on the two continents and became a center for travel between other Undertowns and various non-Earthen supplies. The Undertown Network has the Nashville Undertown as its main hub, but it's also a great place to see how well different cultures melt together. I've heard it has been called a mini Omnium-Pourri, but I don't know how true that is since I've never been to the partially artificial planet."