It all started when an alien device fell from the sky and stuck itself on the wrist of a 10 year old boy in America. That boy would grow up to become a hero of heroes. This hero's name is Ben 10,000. However, this story isn't about him. This story i...
Jetray with Kenny on his back lands in front of a warehouse numbered 6200.
"I hope there's a translator of some kind in there..." Jetray muttered.
"You know, you could just turn on the translator on our watches." Ken replied.
"Of course! Thanks for reminding me, kid!" Jetray thanked as he twisted and turned the dial of his Biomnitrix. "With all the things our watches are capable of, I lose track of a lot of its functions."
"Yeah, I get it." Ken replied as Jetray tinkered with his Ultimatrix.
"There. That'll do it." Jetray informed. "Now, let me get my game face on."
"Thought the idea was to talk to him." Ken asked.
"Well, the transformation's more of a back up than anything, really." Jetray replied. "Besides, I'm going to wear a face he can trust."
Jetray slams the dial of his Biomnitrix and transforms in a green flash of light.
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"The dragon...!" Ken muttered.
"Come on." Ben said to Ken as he headed towards the warehouse.
"Hold on a second, let me get MY game face on too." Ken replied as he activated his Ultimatrix.
Ken then slams the dial of his Ultimatrix and transforms as well.
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Outside the warehouse, the dragon blows open the wall with his energy breath. He then steps inside.
The dragon looks around the warehouse, as if looking for something.
"Um, excuse me?" Ken's dragon form called out.
The dragon turns around and his eyes widen with shock and surprise.
"More Drakonites?! Here?!" The dragon exclaimed.
"Dad, I can understand him!" Ken said to Ben.
"Thank god for the built-in universal translator." Ben replied.
