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Into the Light is the premiere episode of DC's Hero of Heroes.

Story[]

[Exterior of a lone convenience store in the middle of nowhere: Skrrt. A rusted RV, tan with a single red and single blue stripe horizontally down the middle, stops in a parking spot. Some kind of pipe clangs to the floor.]

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Driver 1A (gray-haired, wide-bodied elder)
Don’t you worry; I can fix it.
Passenger 1A (high-pitched, young girl’s voice, sullen)
Can I get something inside first?
Driver 1A
Right, let’s do that.

The door pops open. Out come the red Hawaiian-shirt wearing driver and a 10 year old freckled redhead in a two-tone sky blue short-sleeve hoodie, shorts and white flip flops.

Driver 1A (facing into the back of the RV)
Ben, come along!
Passenger 1A
Let him stay.

She turns and speaks just slightly louder but ever so sharply.

Passenger 1A
Maybe someone nabs the Rustbucket and takes him with them!

Still no response from inside the vehicle.

Driver 1A
He’s probably doing that virtual realty stuff again.

He slams the door after they hit the ground.

Passenger 1A
Virtual reality, Grandpa.

The driver – and the girl’s grandfather – proceeds to lock the Rustbucket as the two proceed inside.

Grandpa/Driver 1A
What did I say?

[Minutes later, inside the convenience store: An idle teenager leans in a chair at the checkout counter, with a TV on overhead.]

News Anchor 1A (on the TV)
…And in just this week, two more superpowered monsters have been spotted along the coast: a blue lizard man with super speed, and a white creature with a scream you don’t want to hear. From the northeast, unconfirmed reports also continue for a nocturnal, all-black masked vigilante, and a…

Meanwhile in the snack aisle, the young girl stands, paralyzed by an impossible choice. A small section with a green label reads “Healthy Foods.” She pans over this, inspecting each item, fighting the urge to dart her eyes just slightly to her right over into the candy aisle, where such sugary snacks as KC Krunchies are available. Before long, as if she’d blacked out, she’s holding as many as she can carry in her arms, well away from the healthy options she’d come in for.]

Grandpa
Gwen!

She drops the pile on the floor in shame as he rounds the corner.

Grandpa (looking confusedly at her)
‘Find what you needed…?
Gwen/Passenger 1A (guilty)
It’s not what it looks like.

A bell chimes at the store entrance. They turn, expecting the absent Ben to be there, but find instead two all-black helmed bikers parading sawed-off shotguns.

Biker 1A (left, sharply)
Hands up where we can see them!

Gwen screams, the second biker shooting the ceiling. Her grandfather, continuing to hold a hand up, covers Gwen with his body.

Gwen (to herself, melodramatic)
All because I grabbed that candy…
Grandpa (to the bikers)
We don’t mean any harm.
Biker 1B (pointing their weapon forward now)
We do.

As the second biker maintains their aim on Gwen and her grandfather, the first approaches the teenage cashier, recording the bikers on their phone. The biker, red-streaked ponytail bobbing in the back of their helmet as they move, cocks their gun.

Biker 1A
Drop it.

The teenager’s hands clam up. They visibly shake as the biker places the gun directly across them on the counter. They keep one hand on their weapon as they snatch the phone, noticing it’s not a recording but a live stream.

Biker 1A
Dale, we got a problem.

The biker lowers the phone to find themselves at the end of the teenager’s own weapon. They duck swiftly, Gwen’s grandfather quickly pushing him and her down to the ground to dodge the ensuing battle.

Dale touches the nose of their shotgun to the grandfather’s head, facing the teenager.

Dale/Biker 1B (to the teenager)
Put it down or they both get it!
Teenager 1A (bratty, prepubescent voice)
Go ‘head, I don’t even know ‘em!
Dale
Fine.

They point their weapon to the teenager.

The ground rumbles. Eardrum-shatteringly loud jackhammering sounds, as if right in front of everyone in the store. Everyone collapses, the bikers dropping their guns.

The ceiling begins to crack, dust and debris hitting the floor. Cracks then in the ground form, starting out the door and leading right up to the bikers. As if the Earth itself was parched, one hole each opened up in the ground, perfectly catching and trapping them.

Thus, the heavy machinery noises stop. The bikers begin to get up, but as they turn around, they find a hulking yellow metal humanoid with armadillo-esque features, from the ears to the full-body scaly scutes. The buck stops there, with his arms purely metal, the tops of jackhammers affixed to either elbow, and balls with sharp fingers for hands. He smashes down on each gun, breaking them.

The teenager, in the meantime, swaps their own gun for their phone, left on the counter. Again, they record. The hero turns to the teenager, a badge on their chest gleaming at this moment. The symbol at their heart, and the focus of the teenager, is a black circle with an hourglass-esque white cutout.

Teenager 1A
Guys… it’s Jackhammer in the flesh.
“Jackhammer” (low, grabbing hold of Gwen and her grandfather)
That name…

After they’re both out, he picks up Gwen and her grandfather.

“Jackhammer” (staring straight into the teen’s back camera)
Kinda bites.

He leaps out the front door with the two.

In a moment, the teen races out to see him again, finding no one around – even though the RV is still present. The bikers however are rocked, stuck on the ground. The police soon arrive, taking them in, but as they are taking the teen’s statement on the events, they hear a strange ticking sound.

The “Jackhammer” is still there – on the roof of the building. As soon as they make eye contact, he drops out of sight to behind the building. The teen, noticing this, races, with the police in tow.

Behind the building, the creature’s central badge flashes red before finally exuding a burst of energy. Within the burst, the body of it contorts, the muscles retracting and shrinking, eyes gaining sclera, ears shifting in shape and size, until a pint-sized ten year old boy is left. To this, the police and the teen cashier arrive, bewildered.

Teenager 1A
What happened to the Jackhammer?
Boy 1A
The what?
Police Officer 1A (to another officer)
We all saw that, didn’t we? Wait, where are your parents?

Stepping around the corner is Gwen’s – and the boy’s – grandfather.

Grandpa (patting the boy’s shoulder)
I think we all see things. There’s some intense heat out here. Hope my grandson here didn’t give you any trouble.

The boy grins, waving coyly to the police.

Policer Officer 1A
Okay, we’re taking a statement.
Grandpa
I’d love to. ‘Don’t know how useful I’ll be, though, since you already have the robbers.
Policer Officer 1A
What about the creature that was here?
Grandpa
Can’t speak to it.
Policer Officer 1A
Oh yeah. This kid has footage. Show ‘em.

The teenager gulps. The officers eye them.

Teenager 1A
Uhh… well…

They begin scratching the back of their head.

Teenager 1A
Well, I mean, it was a live stream, so there’s no like video recording of it… exactly.
Police Officer 1A
You said-!

The officer throws his hands up as he rounds the corner. The other cop looks to the grandfather.

Police Officer 1B (disrespectfully)
What’s your name, gramps?
Grandpa (grinning ear-to-ear, waving just like his grandson)
Max Tennyson. And this is Ben.
Policer Officer 1B
You stay out of this area, ya heard?
Grandpa
Well, actually, we’re just passing through. A shame we won’t see you again.

The second officer raises a cheek, scoffing as they round the corner.

Police Officer 1B (pushing the teenager)
C’mere, kid.
Teenager 1A (voice receding as they disappear around the building as well)
No, I swear, I’m telling you…

Pan to a security camera just above the back of the building, that no doubt caught the entire affair. It crackles and sparks, pointing to the ground and recording nothing.

[The RV takes off minutes later. As it does, the defunct camera suddenly comes alive again, pointing back up at the back of the building and donning again a red “recording” light. Inside the RV, Max sits at the driver’s seat, Gwen at the passenger’s, and Ben on his phone at a table just by the exit.]

Ben
…I saved you guys. I don’t see what you’re so angry about.
Max
Ben, you were seconds from getting caught.
Gwen
That’s the third time this week.
Ben (focused on the game on his phone)
Pretty sure you didn’t count it right.
Gwen (reading from his phone)
Not that hard to count to 3, Ben. For most people, at least.

Ben blows a raspberry.

Gwen
Case in point: something only 3-year-olds do.
Max
Kids.

Ben and Gwen simultaneously scoff.

Max
Ben, we still don’t know what that thing is. And you can clearly see, if they catch you as one of those monsters… well, I don’t know I can protect you.
Ben
Protect me? Pfft, I’m good, Grandpa. Protect Gwen or someth-

Max begins to swerve, pulling the sun visor down in front of him. A bright light continues to beam through the windshield at the passengers. Ben himself attempts to go for a seat belt, but finds himself unable to see.

Max slams the brakes. Ben, for a brief moment able to see, spots a singular man jaywalking across the middle-of-nowhere open road, cloaked in all black with some silver accessories. Not fastened into his seat, the boy is thrust out of the windshield by the stop.

In the air, Ben panics. As he hurtles towards the windshield, he brings up his wrist. A gauntlet of a watch, with the same insignia as his “Jackhammer” transformation, is here, with a red tone to the center. It suddenly dings and switches green. He twists the watch dial the badge sits on, popping up a tower, and revealing to him a slim silhouette. He smacks down swiftly as he smashes through the glass.

Rolling through the air, wounded, his arms thin out and his head widens. His body is encased in a white jumpsuit with a line straight down the middle. His mouth stretches wide, almost ear-to-ear, on his head with headphones seemingly built into his form. Before you know it, though, this silicone body is mirrored.

A copy spawns in front of him, hurtling towards the road with double the momentum. It lands first, and repositions to catch his other body, sliding back in the process. The bodies combine back into each other, as he eyes Max’s face of pure confusion over the disappearance of the man. The feeling is mutual.

An empty road, with nowhere to hide in the grass on either side, and yet, like he came, he was gone.

Max pulls over and steps out with Gwen, who all examine the area.

Max
Maybe the heat’s getting to *me*.
Ben’s Silicone Transformation (in a high, echoing, croaking, strained voice)
We all saw that, though.
Max
Sound familiar?
Ben’s Silicone Transformation (confidently)
What, do you think someone else has powers like me? I’m one-of-a-kind, Grandp- oof.

Ben’s transformation drops to a knee, clutching his upper back. A lengthy piece of the windshield has impaled him.

Max (rushing over)
Oh, jeez, Ben.
Gwen
This is what happens when you’re not strapped in, dingus.
Ben’s Silicone Transformation (incredulous)
Look, how likely was it that we’d crash?!

Gwen matter-of-factly points to the scene around them.

Ben’s Silicone Transformation
Okay, that was one time.
Max (getting a look at the wound from behind Ben)
One time might be all it takes, Ben. Gwen, can you go grab the first aid?
Gwen
Why not just leave it in there? Maybe it’ll remind him to stop unbuckling his seatbelt while we’re driving.
Ben’s Silicone Transformation
Do you always have a stick up your-?

Max delicately pulls the shard out of Ben’s transformation’s back, sending a sharp shock down his spine. Ben covers his mouth as he screams into his hand, but this lets out a sonic scream that pushes him back a few feet, knocking Max over as well. Right after, Ben reverts to his normal, human, kid form.

Ben (in a great deal of pain, laying on Max)
Ow.
Max (straining from having landed on his back)
‘Had to get out somehow, Ben. Now, c’mon- up you go.
Gwen (slapping Ben’s hand away when he asks for a hand, but offering one to Max)
That was a short transformation.
Max (standing, patting himself down)
Almost like it gave just enough juice to save your life.
Ben (haughty, standing up)
What can I say? Can’t keep a good Ben down.

Ben lets out a small scream, but as Max and Gwen pan around, they see he’s nowhere to be found.

Max (flustered)
Ben?!

All the while, a muffled scream lets out.

Gwen (pointing down the road)
Uh, Grandpa…

Max follows her finger to the very figure that crossed the road earlier. Like Ben before, though, he is not alone. There are two of him, walking in opposite directions from one side of the road to the other. But as he reaches the ends, each disappears, before spawning in again to repeat the cycle.

Max rubs his eyes.

Max
What in the world…?
Gwen
Looks like Ben’s not the only one with powers.
Max (racing to the RV)
Ben! We have to find him!
Gwen (dejected)
Unless you have some kind of super GPS that can find lost kids-

Max returns from the vehicle with a cell phone.

Max (mid-conversation, gesturing)
Yes, white and black tee, about yay-high… Right, you can’t see me.
Gwen (monotone, sarcastic)
Ah, yes, the police. They have an incredible track record for finding missing kids.
Max (continuing, ignoring the comment)
About 4’10”, give or take. Brown hair. Strange looking, er, toy on his wrist… Okay, thank you.

He pockets the phone.

Max
You gotta have a little faith in the authorities, Gwen.
Gwen
I do. Just let me know when you get a hold of someone with any authority.

A faint sound takes Gwen’s attention, her head upright and eyes gaping.

Gwen
Do you hear that?
Max (cupping an ear in Gwen’s direction)
What did you say?

Gwen rolls her eyes.

Gwen
Shut off the Rustbucket, please.

Max rushes to the car. At the door, he faces Gwen.

Max (dejected)
Do ya have to call it that?
Gwen
Am I wrong?

Max heads in. A moment later, the engine hum dissipates, leaving in its place a distant, muffled screaming – Ben’s. Max’s eyes pop wide open.

Gwen
He’s still here.
Max
They didn’t disappear. They’re invisible.

Max cups his mouth with both hands to project his voice.

Max
BEN!

[From Ben’s perspective, he sees Max and Gwen from just ten feet away. He’s being held fully against his will by the lanky, cloaked figure – his screams muffled by the adult’s hand over his mouth. He is able to freely wave at them, but he watches as they look in every direction but at him.]

Lanky Figure
Oh, stop it. They can’t see you.
Max (voice echoing)
Ben!
Lanky Figure
I went through all this trouble to seize you and you turn out to be a worthless child. At least you won’t put up much a fight cutting that device off.

Ben’s screaming stops as a more immediate fear of that pain sets in. He continues to kick and punch.

Lanky Figure
Your only hope is in the police. And out here? They’re at least 45 minutes out. I’ve been loosely following Thank you for picking such a great place to appear on a live stream.

Sirens begin to sound in the distance. The figure turns and looks in the direction the Rustbucket came from, finding the very cops from earlier on the way.

Ben takes advantage of this momentary distraction, heel-kicking the figure in the shin. The figure releases him accidentally. He runs towards his family.

Ben
Grandpa!

But before long, the world before him falls away, oozing away. What remains is a plane of infinite darkness, home only to him and the lanky figure. Ben turns back around, the lanky figure gesturing for him to come back with one hand while another is extended, maintaining the darkness.

[Outside the dark plane: The police arrive, the biker goons from earlier strapped in and cuffed in the backseat.]

Police Officer 1A (getting out of their vehicle)
We’re here about a missing k- oh, not you again.
Max (ignoring the negativity)
Yes, please, officers, my grandson just got kidnapped.
Police Officer 1A (looking around confusedly)
In what type of vehicle?
Max
No vehicle, ma’am.
Police Officer 1A
So he was taken on foot?
Max
Yes, exactly!

The officer looks in every direction around the area before turning back to Max.

Police Officer 1A
In which direction?
Max
We don't know. He snatched them, then just- poof!- disappeared.
Police Officer 1A (in disbelief)
In broad daylight, someone snatched your kid and then…

She holds back a chuckle as her partner simply lets loose a haughty guffaw.

Police Officer 1A
…Disappeared?
Max
I know it sounds strange but we both saw him. He appeared out of nowhere in front of my rig and vanished. Then when we stopped to get out, he did it again and took my grandson.
Police Officer 1B (wiping a tear)
Sir, people don't just disappear like that.
Gwen
I told you they'd be useless.
Police Officer 1A
Excuse me, little missy?
Gwen
Are you gonna help find my idiot cousin?
Police Officer 1A
Look, kid, we’re gonna try.
Gwen (crossing her arms)
Great! We're waiting for you to try anything.
Police Officer 1A
Listen here, you little-
Police Officer 1B
Wait, wait- hey, little girl, what did you see?
Gwen
The same thing he did. But there are monsters popping up on the east coast, and you still don’t believe that someone could have powers like that.
Police Officer 1A
Look, all that stuff is edited, fake. And people don't just vanish into thin air!
Gwen
Then what happened at the store!
Max
Gwen, pull back.
Police Officer 1B
Mary-
Mary/Police Officer 1A
Paul, not now.
Paul/Police Officer 1B
Mary, they’re gone!

The first officer, Mary, who was inches away from Gwen in their confrontation, flips around. The officer Paul is staring into the empty back seat of the patrol car.

Mary plants her face against the window.

Gwen (mockingly)
“People don’t just disappear like that.”
Ben’s voice
GRANDPA!

Everyone darts around, except Gwen, who hears perfectly that the scream is mere feet ahead of her. She stares straight ahead.

Click. Clunk. Mary opens the back door and is swiftly knocked onto the floor. The two criminal bikers suddenly appear, with Gwen watching their appearance.

Max (innocently)
Sorry, we forgot to mention they might be invisible.
Mary (getting off the ground)
Invisible?

The gun slotted into her holster unbuckles and hovers out of it.

[Inside the dark plane: The lanky figure snatches Ben, holding his arm laterally across the boy’s torso so he can’t move freely, with his other hand on Ben’s mouth.]

Lanky Figure (whispering)
That should keep them distracte- Did you just slobber on my hand? What are you, 5?

He throws him onto the ground viciously. Ben struggles to get up, the figure putting a foot on his back to keep him down.

Ben (straining)
Game’s over, Lightbulb.

The boy tries to slap his watch, but it merely hums lowly, out of power.

“Lightbulb”/Lanky Figure
Hmm… it has a finite battery, then. No matter.

He begins dragging Ben along. The hurt boy stays nearly mum, only groaning. As he is dragged along, he feels the brush of grass along his stomach, as though he was still in the field on the side of the road. He looks up, spotting in the distance a rusty-looking muscle bar. Ben’s kidnapper waves a finger, transforming it into a proper SUV.

Ben (groggily)
You’re not gonna get away with this, Lightbulb.

The man pulls Ben up by his arm and tosses him against the vehicle.

“Lightbulb”
Stop calling me that. And if you weren’t so obsessed with using that thing, I never could have. Thanks for lighting up your trail.

The figure opens the backseat and out from it grabs a knife. Ben’s heart races, continuing to frantically look to his depowered super watch. But the man quickly tosses it into the field.

“Lightbulb”
I brought a number of tools thinking I’d have to cut the thing out of your chest…

He then rips out a hacksaw, whose blade shines against the midday sun.

“Lightbulb”
…I brought this for fun afterward. But it’ll be all I need.
Ben
How’d you know-?
“Lightbulb”
That your little aliens are one person? Please. I was the brightest mind at Va-

He clears his throat.

Ben (to himself)
“Aliens”…?
“Lightbulb”
No more questions!

He pulls his saw hand into the air and slams down.

Ben sloppily pulls his hand away.

“Lightbulb”
You'll live without the arm, boy! Now, stay still!

He pushes Ben's arm back against the vehicle and prepares his saw for the perfect chop.

Thunk.

Ben's free fist clashes with the metal of the kidnapper’s mouthless mask. The boy quickly recoils in pain.

Ben
What is that made of?!
“Lightbulb”
You really don’t think things through.

The man captures Ben’s other hand, pressing it against the door. He struggles and shakes.

The watch chimes, welcoming a green hourglass symbol in place of the powerless red.

The kidnapper panics, expecting a transformation, and misses his next swing, sticking the saw into the car.

Ben
And you think too much.

Ben slides his foot into the kidnapper’s legs, breaking his stance and loosening his grip. He does it again with the other foot, allowing him the free hand to twist his watch and slap back down.

Swiftly, his body is overcome with yellow scales and his chest puffs outward. A tail pops out of his back and his elbows grow handles, his hands becoming silver metallic balls.

His stature exceeds the tall kidnapper’s as his transformation finalizes as the Jackhammer once more.

“Lightbulb”
Ugh, no matter. I just have to wait out the clock.

He covers his face with an elbow, disappearing. The infinite darkness collapses away, revealing Ben’s Jackhammer form to be alone in a field about 100 paces from the nearby Rustbucket.

Jackhammer
I really should’ve went for speed.

[At the Rustbucket, with the kidnapper’s disappearance by Ben, the cloaked criminals suddenly take form once more. One – Dale – holds the gun directed at Mary. The sound of another being cocked in their direction is heard, from Paul. Max makes an effort to block Gwen with his entire body.]

Dale
Drop it or I'll shoot.
Paul (aiming at Dale)
Same here, lady.
Biker 1A (approaching Paul)
They’re not a lady.

Paul points to the unnamed biker.

Paul
Fine. Now are we gonna drop it?

The ground beings to tremble again.

Dale
It's that Jackhammer thing again!
Biker 1A
Do it!
Mary
Steady, Paul!

Cracks in the ground trail from the neighboring field towards Dale.

Click.

Click. Click. Click.

Dale
It’s jammed!
Mary
No…

Dale drops the gun and starts to run. Paul lowers his gun as the other biker follows. But the cracks are faster. They turn back and notice in the distance, blackened out by the blinding sun behind him, Jackhammer just standing there.

The crunching of the ground takes over. A hole pops open right where they stand, capturing them yet again.

Ben’s hulking transformation trudges over slowly to the team, Max cheering.

Max
Atta-boy, Ben!

Max processes that the officers are still present and unaware he’s behind the alien.

Max
…Is somewhere around here! Please help us find him!

Gwen slaps her palm to her face as the officers regain their composure.

Jackhammer arrives.

Mary
Where’s our kidnapper?
Jackhammer
Gone. But he’ll be back. He said he’ll “wait out the clock.”
Gwen (tapping the hourglass badge)
He must mean yours.
Paul
You know you seem awfully comfortable with this thing?
Max (pulling Gwen away)
Oh, you know how fearless kids can be.
Paul
Yeah…

Jackhammer’s ears perk up. The officers spot this and ready their weapons.

Gwen
Isn’t yours jammed?
Mary (flicking a lever)
Safety’s on.
Gwen
Maybe you guys aren’t totally useless…
Mary
Excuse me?
Gwen
Oh I didn’t say anything.

Before Mary confronts her again, Jackhammer plants his hands firmly into the ground.

Gwen
Wait, you’re too close to-

The ground shakes violently in the immediate vicinity.

Cracks follow the ground from the Jackhammer’s feet to an uncertain destination in the fields.

Gwen (amazed)
No way…

The cracks stop suddenly, opening a new hole in the distance.

The drilling stops.

Gwen
Did you just…?

The Jackhammer nods.

Gwen
Officers.

The officers nod and race over to the middle of the field, where they point their guns to the seemingly empty hole. Within a moment, the kidnapper manifests. They pull him out and walk him over to the patrol car.

Mary
Got a name?
“Lightbulb”
None you’ll ever get.
Jackhammer
He said he the “greatest mind” at some place that starts with “Va.” I just call him Lightbulb.
Max
Wait. “Greatest mind”-?

Max approaches him and eyes him directly. The kidnapper’s eyes gape. Max slides the mask off, revealing the withered old brown face.

Max
Arthur?
Ben
You know this crazy, Grandpa?
Max
Yeah. One of the founders of Valid.
Mary
That big tech company? This guy?

Max nods.

Max
Arthur, what happened?

The kidnapper – Arthur – turns his head.

Mary
Well, what’s “Arthur”’s last name?
Max
Light.
Mary
Well, Mr. Light-
Arthur/”Lightbulb”
It’s Doctor to you.
Mary
Sorry if I don’t care too much for titles right now. I do care about how the heck you pulled your little parlor trick.

Arthur falls mum.

Mary (shoving him into her vehicle)
Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to explain that.

They shove him fully into the backseat and shut the door. They see him disappear inside.

Mary
Nice try.

He scoffs as he reappears.

Mary (to Max)
We have to thank you for this.
Gwen (nudging Max)
Well, we still have to find my cousin.

Mary looks eerily to Jackhammer then back to Gwen.

Mary (playing along)
Right… We’ll be on the lookout.
Jackhammer (nudged by Gwen)
Uh, so will I.

Mary and Paul board their patrol car.

Max
Hey, wait, can I file a police report with you guys?
Mary
About what?

Max points to the windshield. Mary rolls her eyes.

[Back at the heavily tattered convenience store: A black, unlabeled van pulls up. In the backseat, a 6-foot blond man in an all-black military garb stands. “Steel,” reads his glued-on name tag. He leans his head over the shoulder of a technician, who taps away at a keyboard before a dozen screens.]

Steel
Got the footage?

The technician nods and points as footage begins from an outdoor security camera on the store, showing the Rustbucket’s earlier arrival. They brush past minutes of destruction, including the camera shaking erratically. Then, for a time, the footage completely cuts out. Static goes on, resuming footage finally with the Rustbucket having pulled off, well down the road.

Steel slams a gloved fist on the desk.

Steel
Covered his tracks.
Military Technician 1A
There was a tremor of some kind. That easily could’ve knocked it out.
Steel (leaning over and taking control of the video playback)
Why would the camera still be in place if that were the case?

He pauses on the very frame after the static ends and looks closely at the Rustbucket, squinting and waving his finger at it, waiting for a memory to recall.

Steel
He covered his tracks.
[END OF EPISODE]

Synopsis[]

Ben's recent rise to stardom has raised eyebrows - and one set belongs to a maker of illusions.

Major Events[]

  • Ben meets Dr. Arthur Light.
  • Ben learns from Light from that his watch turns him into aliens rather than monsters.
  • The central trio are introduced.

Characters[]

Ben 10[]

  • Ben Tennyson
  • Gwen Tennyson
  • Max Tennyson
  • Steel (Endgame only)
  • Biker 1A

DC[]

  • Dr. Arthur Light

Other characters[]

  • Officer Mary
  • Officer Paul
  • Delilah "Dale"

Aliens Used (by Ben)[]

  • Jackhammer (x2)
  • Echo Echo (unnamed, brief)


Created by COLOR
Alien Universe (BTAU - BiA - SiC) - Clad in Darkness - Benjection - DC's Hero of Heroes
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