OUT OF THIS WORLD .. ben tennyson x reader

xxii. rescue mission

     Kevin is being an issue, as he usually is.

     Ben, currently transformed into Diamondhead, braces himself when he's knocked back into a windmill. He recovers quickly as Kevin comes flying after him, creating a crystal wall that acts as both a barrier and offensive spikes.

     "You are one sorry sight, Rock-Head!" When Kevin comes bursting through the structure, Diamondhead has moved to flank him, shooting shards at him as he lunges. In retaliation, he shoots Stinkfly's goop that stops the onslaught.

     "It's Diamondhead," Ben scowls, lowering the barrier and pacing forward so he wasn't up against a wall. "And, speaking of sorry sights, have you looked in the mirror lately?"

     "It's payback time for turning me into a freak!"

     "You were always a freak, Kevin. It's just now the ugly's on the outside too."

     (An equally hideous smirk makes its way onto his face, making Ben cringe terribly. Was it Ripjaws' fangs that were currently covered in more saliva than necessary or natural, or was it Wildmutt's? The girls loved to complain about his slobber getting everywhere when he was the beast — was it where the smell came from, too?)

     Kevin jabs a finger into his chest and points it out to Ben as he speaks. "Diss me all you want! I'm still ten times better than you! I've got all your powers, plus my own!" The arm he currently has out is the one based on Diamondhead's, which morphs to replicate his diamond canon.

     When he shoots them, they all shatter on impact.

     "Oh," Ben says in a bored voice. "Ow. That hurt so bad. It's almost like you don't only have a tenth of my power."

     The mouthful of Stinkfly gloop Kevin lands on his face both confirms his suspicions and fixes his attitude in an instant.

     "YOU — ARE YOU KIDDING ME? THIS IS —"

     The next thing Ben knows, he's getting flown into the air and thrown into a windmill fan. As Kevin laughs, he clears his face and grabs onto one of the broken blades, getting back on his feet and throwing it at him like a disc. It knocks him to the ground, allowing Ben the chance to limp his way over to him.

     Kevin recovers in enough time that they're not within arm's reach of each other yet, but can look each other clearly in the eye. There's a mutual agreement; only hand-to-hand, nothing outrageously disgusting, and only take a dirty shot when the chance pops up.

     They nod, start charging, and —

***

     When [name] finally gets Max and Gwen out of the currently overturned Rustbucket without further damaging it, she's quick to turn her attention to the road and to the field Ben and Kevin were fighting in. Ben had told her to focus on helping the other two rather than letting her go after Kevin alone — something to do with the weight of responsibility when it came to the unfortunately ugly transformation.

     Neither of the two was there.

     "[name]," she hears Max call out to her from where he and Gwen were checking each other over, "how's it looking over there?"

     "They're gone."

     "Gone?"

     "Gone," she confirms.

     Gwen pokes her head out from behind the RV, leaning out further when she gets visual confirmation that the two were, in fact, missing. "Well, where'd they go?"