Aliens And Heroes

Hunted

Vilgax's ship, the Chimeran Hammer, continues to orbit the Earth. Inside the ship, on a levitating platform, three spotlights shine on three bounty hunters. The first is thin with purple and black armour; the second resembles a robotic half-human/ half-crustacean; the third wears bulky grey armour and has a pillbug-like shell covering their face. 

"Begin the audition."

The first immediately fires up a jetpack and lands in a circle of basic flying drones. He pulls a small blaster from a compartment on his joint and shoots a few down. A few fire back; he rolls out of the way and fires small rockets from his wrist in retaliation. He pulls a grenade out of another compartment for another cluster of drones. 

The second bounty hunter jumps down to join, pounding one on his way down, grabbing another with a massive claw and using them as a projectile against another. Two more of the drones rush him; he catches one with his claw and pulls out a sword to split the other in two. A platform opens up on the ceiling, and a gigantic attack drone falls to the floor, ready to fire at the two. 

Now the turn of the third hunter, who deploys a hoverboard and rides it right into the droid's laser blast. When the smoke clears, he is completely unharmed. Without a moment to lose, he flies into the droid's chest and punches right through it. He folds his hoverboard back up as flaming robot pieces fall to the ground. A video screen of Vilgax in his recovery tank appears inside the room. 

Laboured. "Impressive. You are all hired. Your objective - is to retrieve the Omnitrix." He shows them a picture of the watch. "The one who succeeds collects the reward. Do not disappoint me."

Three pods jettison from Vilgax's ship and fall to Earth. 

*Theme Plays*

On Earth, Max has constructed a small target practice structure of strung up tires and soda cans. 

"You ready?"

Y/N, already inside, smirks and slams down on the Omnitrix, transforming into Diamondhead. 

"Oh yeah."

"Remember to think out there, Y/N. Don't just try to muscle it. 'Might isn't always right'!"

"I know, but it's always fun!" He forms his hand into a spiked stump.

Max pulls a lever, sending six cans flying in the air. Diamondhead spins around and fires six crystals, piercing each one. Max makes target boards lower behind Diamondhead, who spins around and shoots them. Diamondhead has restless fingers and excitedly shoots cans from behind his back and a target cactus in front. He somersaults and nails some pull-up targets a fair distance away. He morphs his spikes back into his hand and blows on his 'hot' finger. Gwen watches him from a lounge chair, applying sunscreen. 

"Show-off..."

"Focus, Y/N. Think!"

"Don't worry, Grandpa."

Some cans come flying at him. He bobs out of the way and shoots them behind his back, but doesn't notice a tire swinging towards him. It strikes Diamondhead in the face, knocking him back and causing him to shoot crystals everywhere. Max takes cover. Gwen screams and hides as the crystals hit her chair and sunscreen bottle. As she starts crawling out from under a table, the leaking sunscreen lands on her head. 

"Urrgh!"

Diamondhead gets up, laughing relievedly. "Oops, my bad."

As they drive away in the Rust Bucket,

"You rock-head, you almost turned me into Swiss cheese!"

"I said I was sorry. What else do you want?"