Intro:

No One POV:

Ben yawned as he stretched his arms and legs in his room. After taking a hot shower and brushing his teeth, he put on his shirt and made his way downstairs. As he reached the lobby, he saw Angel Dust sitting there, scrolling through his phone.

Ben POV:

Ben: "Good morning!"

Angel Dust: "Heya"

I quietly approached the couch. Angel Dust winked at me, patting the empty spot beside him. I shifted uncomfortably and moved to a seat well away from him.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Angel Dust glancing my way, seemingly gauging if I was ready to talk before he spoke up.

Angel Dust: "You know, ever since people found out about you, they won't shut up. My feed's flooded with videos of your fight with Sir Pentious and sightings of you—like you're some kind of Bigfoot, dude"

I playfully rolled my eyes, chuckling at the joke before letting out a small sigh.

Ben: "I guess I became some sort of micro-celebrity around here..."

My eyes dropped, shoulders slumping. The more I thought about it, the less fun it sounded. The complications were making the mood heavy.

I felt a hand on my shoulder from Angel Dust. This time it felt genuine, reassuring.

Angel Dust: "Eh, don't worry about it too much. Almost everyone can become famous here for anything at this point"

Ben: "Really?"

Angel Dust: "Yeah, really. It's crazy down here, especially since you're a human and whatnot..."

Turning off his phone and putting it in his pocket, he glanced at me.

Angel Dust: "Anywho, I need your assistance"

Ben: "What's up?"

Angel Dust: "I have some boxes to move to my room. Can you help me with them?"

Ben: "Sure, why not"

Angel Dust: "Right, follow me"

Getting up from the couch, I followed behind Angel Dust. We stopped in front of a door, which he opened, leading us into a dark room. He turned on the light, revealing some kind of storage room, full of different boxes containing food, clothes, and other types of products.

Angel Dust: "Alright, they're just over there, if you just follow me"

He went deeper inside, and I strolled behind him, looking around the storage room before stopping as he pointed at some seemingly heavy boxes.

Angel Dust: "Since you can transform into aliens or whatnot, I thought you'd have a strong one to help little ol' me"

I let out a small chuckle as I lifted my wrist.

Ben: "Well, I wouldn't call you little, and I would be lying if I said you weren't right on the money"

I activated the Omnitrix, selected an alien icon, and slammed down the core, enveloping me in a bright green light. As the light died down, I transformed into FourArms.

As Angel Dust gazed at my new form, I noticed his eyes expanding and a little crimson blush growing across his cheeks.

Angel Dust: "Holy shit! you can turn into a sexy four armed body builder"

Angel Dust moved closer to me to my face.

FourArms: "Dude"

I backed away, obviously taken aback and uncomfortable.

FourArms: "Don't you know about personal space"

Angel Dust: "I'll know it when"

He moved closer to my side and whispered into my ear.

Angel Dust: "When you show me how you do hand-to-hand"

I moved away from him again, my brow furrowing and my frown deepening.

FourArms: "You're crossing the line buddy"

I grabbed him by the neck of his shirt and lifted him easily into the air, feeling his breathing quicken as he kicked the air in fright.

Angel Dust: "He-hey I was just joking with you"

FourArms: "Try doing your pathetic attempt at humor again and I'll shut your mouth PERMANENTLY"

Angel Dust: "Woah Woah, hold you horses there buddy, you're literally asking me to do the impossible"

He began to feel the arm I was holding him with, then spoke seductively.

Angel Dust: "Especially with a physique like this"

I opened my hand, allowing him to fall on his buttocks first.

FourArms: "Forget it..."

I sighed tiredly and rubbed my temple in irritation.

FourArms: "No amount of threatening will stop you from hitting on me"

As I approached the boxes, I noticed him with a smug face and his arms crossed. I gritted my teeth in anger, seething with my hands shaking, thinking about punching my hand deep inside his cranium, but I quickly shook my head; these people are letting me stay here for free, I can't complain, at least for now.

I kneeled down, grabbing each one with all four arms at once, then stood up and walked behind as he led the way.

Time skip:

Finally, as we ascended the stairs, he opened the door to his room and entered. Following him in, I expected a sex dungeon, but to my surprise, it appeared to be a normal room, albeit one themed around him, with his posters plastered around in various poses.

FourArms: "This seems like the room of a functioning member of society"

Angel Dust: "What? You imagined it would look like a sex dungeon? I can't believe you think so poorly of me"

He joked, unaware that he was saying exactly what I was thinking.

FourArms: "Oh, silly me. I guess"

After that, I placed the boxes in one of the corners, but my curiosity got the best of me, so I asked him about their contents, and he told me to open one of them, though the look that he gave me while speaking already prepared me to view some messed up things.

And when I did, I discovered a plethora of 'Adult content,' ranging from sex toys to the most fucked-up Hentai ever created.

FourArms: "Forgive me, Lord, for today I have sinned"

Angel Dust: "So what do you think, quite the collection"

He stated giggling as if he did not just scar me for life. As he giggled, I simply had a blank face; the only thing flashing in my head was what I witnessed before.

FourArms: "I need to bleach my eyes"

I slammed the watch, engulfing me in green light, causing his obnoxious giggling to stop in order to hide his eyes from the sudden light as I detransformed and exited that weirdo's room before he showed me more messed up shit and causing me to lose my ticket to Heaven.

Stepping down the stairs, I noticed Husk was awake and panicking. He had placed a clipboard on the countertop of the bar and was kneeling beside a fridge, frantically searching for something.

No One's POV:

Ben approached cautiously, stopping beside one of the chairs before exclaiming with a wave.

Ben: "Hey, Husk!"

Husk jolted at the sudden greeting, accidentally hitting his head on the countertop. Ben winced in sympathy.

Husk: "Ugh, way to make my headache worse, kid"

Ben: "Sorry about that, hehe"

He apologized, watching as Husk glared at him with heavy bags under his eyes while rubbing his head.

Husk: "It's fine, whatever. What do you want? Can't you see I'm kinda busy here?"

Ben: "Yeah, that's why I'm here. Is everything okay?"

Husk let out a low groan, his eyes darting around to make sure they were alone before leaning closer to Ben, his arm resting on the countertop.

Husk: "It depends. Can you keep a secret?"

Ben was confused, his face contracting before slowly nodding.

Husk let out a heavy breath, clearly a bit tipsy, rubbing his shoulder before grabbing the clipboard and pointing at it.

Husk: "As you can tell, I'm the bartender around here, not some hobo like that spider..."

Ben nodded, a bit unsure.

Ben: "Yeah, I guess"

Husk: "Well..."

Husk gestured for Ben to read what was written on the paper clipped to the clipboard.

Ben squinted at it. It was a list of bar supplies, almost everything ticked off except for the ice.

Husk: "You see, last night, I might've gone a little overboard with the drinking..."

Ben's eyes widened slightly. He knew Husk drank a lot, but this sounded more serious.

Ben: "Uh, okay... So?"

Husk sighed, leaning heavily on the counter.

Husk: "Kid, you don't understand. I need that ice for the drinks. No ice, no cocktails. No cocktails, no happy demons. No happy demons, and Charlie is gonna be pissed"

Ben scratched his head, still trying to wrap his mind around it.

Ben: "So, you need help?"

Husk nodded, the motion making his head throb. He slumped back in his chair, frustration mounting as the absence of cold drinks only fueled his irritation.

Husk: "Exactly. Ugh, this hangover is killing me... but I'm not sure how you can help..."

Ben looked around the bar, trying to think. He didn't know much about running a bar, but he figured he could at least try to find a solution.

Ben: "Well, where can we get more ice? There's gotta be a way to get some before anyone notices"

Husk groaned again, rubbing his temples.

Husk: "I dunno, kid. Maybe... maybe there's a store nearby. Or a delivery service. Just... figure something out, alright?"

Ben tapped his chin thoughtfully, then glanced at his watch with a growing smile.

Ben: "So, does the ice have to be special, or will any old ice do?"

Husk grumbled something incoherent, but Ben took it as a sign of agreement.

Ben ran his fingers across the faceplate of the Omnitrix, a green holographic circle materializing over it. The circle displayed the faces of various aliens, shifting and moving as Ben adjusted his fingers. He paused, considering two options before selecting one. The core of the Omnitrix popped up, then slamming it. Enveloping him in a bright green light.

Ben’s form began to shift and change, elongating into a bipedal shape. His skin transformed into a textured, icy blue, with small spikes emerging along his chin. Four dorsal fins sprouted along his back, becoming more aquatic.

His attire morphed into white pants and a black open-front shirt that hugged his body, connecting seamlessly to a white underbelly shell on his chest. The Omnitrix symbol prominently displayed on his chest, while black stripes encircled his mouth and his eyes gleamed green.

His fingers elongated into three sharp, pointy claws, and his back feet grew two claws each. As he transformed into...

Arctiguana: "Arctiguana! Very cool..."

As Arctiguana spoke, a cold breath escaped his mouth, sending a chill through the air. The icy exhale reached Husk, causing his cat nose to twitch. Husk sneezed suddenly, jolting awake and rubbing his face with a groan.

Husk then blinked rapidly, his eyes widening as he took in Ben's new form.

Husk: "Who are you supposed to be?"

Arctiguana smirked, trying to reassure him.

Arctiguana: "It's me, Ben. Just turned into a blue lizard... well, actually, I’m an Arctiguana"

Husk raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed.

Husk: "How’s that supposed to help me?"

Arctiguana grinned wider, his icy breath swirling around him.

Arctiguana: "You’ll see"

He strode confidently across the counter, stopping beside Husk.

Arctiguana: "Where’s the fridge?"

Husk pointed to a large fridge made for bars, his skepticism palpable.

Husk: "Over there"

Arctiguana walked over to the fridge with Husk following closely, arms crossed. Arctiguana lifted his front feet, gripping the handle with his claws. With a smooth motion, he opened the fridge door, revealing the empty interior.

Husk watched with a mix of curiosity and skepticism.

Husk: "I’m not sure how you turning into a blue iguana is supposed to help with ice, but be my guest, I guess..."

Arctiguana’s cheeks puffed up, and with a confident smirk, he opened his mouth. A cold stream of ice shot out, quickly filling the entire fridge with a thick layer of frost and ice. Husk's eyes widened in surprise as the cold spread throughout the fridge.

In mere seconds, the fridge was packed with fresh ice. Arctiguana’s cold breath misted the air as he shut the fridge door and turned back to Husk with a smirk.

Arctiguana: "Pretty cool, huh?"

Husk stared in stunned silence for a few seconds before snapping back to reality. He nodded approvingly, his expression softening with relief.

Husk: "Very impressive. Thanks for the help, kid. You just saved me a serious talking-to from Charlie about overdrinking"

Arctiguana: "Anytime"

Arctiguana lifted his front feet and pressed the watch on his chest. A bright green light enveloped him, and as it faded, Ben stood there, back in his original form.

Ben: "But seriously, try to be more careful next time. This isn't the best way to deal with things"

Husk gave a half-hearted shrug, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Husk: "Hey, you only live once. And since I’m already dead, it’s not like I can get any deader"

Ben gave Husk a thoughtful look, the warmth of his recent transformation still lingering.

Ben: "Hey, even if you're dead, you don't have to act like one. We are who we perceive ourselves to be"

Husk squinted, puzzled.

Husk: "Where'd you learn that from?"

Ben grinned, shrugging slightly.

Ben: "From my Grandpa. He used to drop some hard truths when I was on missions or feeling down. Always had a way with words"

Husk grumbled, rubbing his face with one hand.

Husk: "Ugh, I’m too sober for this shit"

He stumbled towards the fridge, pulling out a handful of ice with his claws and grabbing a beer. Husk dropped the ice into the bottle, took a long swig, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Husk: "Much better"

He turned back to Ben, now looking more relaxed.

Husk: "Again, thanks for the help"

Husk reached into his pocket, pulling out a coupon and handing it to Ben.

Ben: "What’s this?"

Husk: "It's a coupon for a meal at a restaurant. Got it a long time ago but never got around to using it. Thought you might enjoy it as a thank you"

Ben: "Thanks, but I don’t know where this place is"

Husk chuckled, nodding at the coupon.

Husk: "The location’s on it. Just follow the address, and you'll get there. It’s pretty old, so go quickly"

Ben smiled and nodded.

Ben: "Got it. Thanks, Husk"

Ben waved goodbye and headed towards the door, opening it and stepping outside. He dialed up his watch, stopping at the alien icon, and slammed his hand down on the watch. A bright green light enveloped him.

His body elongated and became more slender, covered in blue fur. His hair shifted to a vibrant blue, and his nose turned black and cat-like. His head streamlined with a black, pointed visor covering his eyes and sharp ears protruding from the sides.

His attire transformed into a sleek black bodysuit with a green thunderbolt-like design down his chest, and a triangle one down his back. A green belt with white stripes cinched at his waist. Spikes emerged from his elbows, and green cuffs with black fingerless gloves equipped with sharp claws adorned his hands.

His boots became green with black accents and opened at the end, revealing powerful feline feet. His eyes gleamed green as the Omnitrix faceplate appeared on his chest. As he transformed into...

FastTrack: "FastTrack!"

FastTrack exclaimed in a high-pitched voice as he examined his new form.

FastTrack: "Whoa, this is something else!"

He flexed his fingers, reveling in the grip of the fingerless gloves, then tapped his boots against the ground, pleased by the muted thud.

FastTrack: "Finally, I look like I’m from a real superhero lineup, not just some spandex-clad guy!"

With a grin revealing his fangs, FastTrack took another glance at the coupon. His super speed allowed him to memorize the address instantly.

FastTrack: "Got it"

In a flash, FastTrack took off, leaving behind a trail of blue blur and afterimages as he zipped through the streets.

Time skip

No One POV:

After speeding through the streets of hell, FastTrack quickly slowed his movement, coming to a halt beside the pavement before sitting down and gazing up to see that he was at a place called Fazbear's Pizzeria.

Detransforming, he opened the door and entered, only to discover the place crowded with various demons and children enjoying their time and food.

Ben strolled throughout the restaurant seeking for a table, but everywhere he went, it was booked, until he luckily located one that was free, so he swiftly made his way to it and sat.

Ben: "This place isn't that bad, minus the creepy animatronic"

There were three animatronics: Freddy, a bear, Bonnie, a purple rabbit, and Chica, a chicken.

Ben: "It's like they are peering at my soul"

After a while of waiting, the waiter came to his table.

Waiter: "Welcome, what can I get for you today?"

Ben: "One pepperoni pizzas please"

The waiter gladly nodded as he took the order.

Waiter: "One pepperoni pizzas coming right up!"

Unbeknownst to him, when the Waiter turned around to take his order, the fake plastered smile on his face faded into a frown.

Waiter: "I can't believe it, dead and still doing a minimal wage job"

Time Skip:

The Waiter approached the table, balancing a piping hot pepperoni pizza on a wooden tray. Steam rose from the freshly baked dish, carrying the tantalizing aroma of melted cheese, tangy tomato sauce, and savory pepperoni.

Ben watched, a gleaming smile spreading across his face as the Waiter placed the dish carefully in front of him, ensuring the edges didn't touch the tablecloth. Each slice of his food was generously adorned with spicy pepperoni, curled at the edges from the heat of the oven.

Reaching out, Ben picked a hot, steamy slice of the pepperoni pizza. He raised it close to his face, inhaling the tantalizing aromas of sauce, cheese, and pepperoni. Taking a huge bite, Ben closed his eyes as he relished the explosion of flavor in his mouth, feeling pure pleasure course through his body.

Ben: "This food is bussin"

He gobbled his food like monsters, mesmerized by the almost hypnotizing taste, unaware that everyone nearby was staring at him in horror.

Ben: "That was the best pizza I tasted in a while"

Ben sat alone, enjoying the last bites of his meal and reflecting on Husk's thoughtful gesture. He was savoring the flavors, grateful for the unexpected discovery of such a place in Hell.

As he relished the aftertaste, he noticed someone approaching.

???: "Excuse me, wait, aren't you the guy that can turn into aliens?!"

Ben: "Uh, yeah, that's me in the flesh. You can call me Ben. But who's asking?"

Mrs. Mayberry: "I'm Mrs. Mayberry. May I sit with you? The place is really busy today, I couldn't find an empty place"

Ben: "Sure, I don't mind"

Mrs. Mayberry nodded in gratitude before moving across the table and taking a seat.

The two sat silently, Mrs. Mayberry waited for the Waiter to take her order, the only sound coming from the packed restaurant.

Ben looked around uneasily before speaking out to break the silence.

Ben: "So, what brings you here?"

Mrs. Mayberry: "I found this place a while ago and have been coming back ever since"

Ben: "Yeah, they have the best pizza"

Mrs. Mayberry: "What about you? What brings a famous guy like you here?"

Ben leaned back, trying to get comfortable.

Ben: "Someone gave me a coupon for this place, and it really delivered. So I'm Just chilling and enjoying the nice meal"

Mrs. Mayberry smiled, leaning forward slightly.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Sounds like fun"

Ben chuckled, shaking his head.

Ben: "Yeah, the food is really amazing"

Mrs. Mayberry's eyes twinkled with curiosity.

Mrs. Mayberry: "So, how'd you die?"

Ben raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

Ben: "Die?"

Mrs. Mayberry gestured around them.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Yeah, you're in Hell after all"

Ben laughed, shaking his head.

Ben: "Actually, I'm not dead"

Mrs. Mayberry's eyebrows shot up.

Mrs. Mayberry: "How?"

Ben's eyes squinted as he sought for any suspicious looks before leaning forward.

Ben: "I'm not meant to just tell anybody, but you seem kind, so listen carefully"

Ben scratched the back of his head, trying to find the right words.

Ben: "Long story short, a remote malfunctioned and transported me here from another universe. God, this is the third time it’s happened, but at least with Rex, it didn't last more than a day"

He muttered the last part to himself.

Mrs. Mayberry's eyes widened.

Mrs. Mayberry: "You're from another universe?!"

Ben nodded, giving her a small smile.

Ben: "Yes, I know, shocking"

Mrs. Mayberry took a deep breath, trying to process this information.

Mrs. Mayberry: "I-I suppose if there's Hell and Heaven, then other universes must also exist. They're just different types of the supernatural"

Mrs. Mayberry's gaze dropped to the Omnitrix on Ben's wrist.

Mrs. Mayberry: "And that watch"

She said, pointing at it.

Ben glanced at the Omnitrix, then back at her.

Ben: "Yeah?"

Mrs. Mayberry leaned in, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Mrs. Mayberry: "What's with the watch on your wrist? Is that what transforms you into aliens? Because I've never seen anything like it"

Ben nodded, then began explaining the Omnitrix to Mrs. Mayberry, describing its purpose and how it worked. He demonstrated by showing a few of its features.

Mrs. Mayberry listened intently, her mouth slightly open in awe.

Mrs. Mayberry: "So it's the watch that can turn you into aliens?"

She asked, her voice filled with wonder.

Ben grinned, tapping the Omnitrix.

Ben: "Yeah, pretty cool, heck, I'm pretty cool"

Mrs. Mayberry couldn't hide her
amazement.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Absolutely"

Ben then leaned forward, curiosity in
his eyes.

Ben: "I've got a question for you"

Mrs. Mayberry tilted her head.

Mrs. Mayberry: "What is it?"

Ben's tone softened.

Ben: "How did a lovely lady like you end up here?"

Mrs. Mayberry's face slowly faded into a sad frown. She blushed slightly at his compliment but quickly looked away.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Thank you for the compliment"

She murmured sofly.

Mrs. Mayberry: "But I don't want to talk about it"

Ben's expression turned more
compassionate.

Ben: "Come on, you can tell me"

She hesitated, but something about Ben's demeanor made her feel she could trust him. Finally, she sighed and began.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Okay, I'll tell you. It all happened on January 8th, my husband's birthday. I forgot about it in the beginning, but then I called him, only to find out he did something I will never forgive him for"

Ben leaned in, concern etched on his face.

Ben: "What did he do?"

Mrs. Mayberry's eyes welled up.

Mrs. Mayberry: "He cheated on me with a whore!"

Ben's eyes widened in shock.

Ben: "He what?!"

Mrs. Mayberry: "Yeah"

She sniffed.

Mrs. Mayberry: "So I killed him and the whore, and then I shot myself"

Ben: "And you ended up here"

Ben said softly.

Mrs. Mayberry nodded, her voice bitter.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Yes, but that whore survived!"

Ben's surprise deepened.

Ben: "What?!"

Mrs. Mayberry: "Yeah, and now they call her a hero while I'm stuck down here"

She said, her voice trembling with frustration.

Ben didn't hesitate. He pulled Mrs. Mayberry into a comforting hug.

Ben: "At least you have me"

Mrs. Mayberry was startled at first but soon returned the hug, feeling a sense of solace.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Thank you, Ben"

Ben nodded before breaking the hug, clearly troubled.

Ben frowned, clearly troubled.

Ben: "Mrs. Mayberry, I get that you were hurt, but killing them? You should have called the authorities instead"

Her expression darkened, anger flashing in her eyes.

Mrs. Mayberry: "I'm happy with what I did, Ben. I won't back down from my resolve. I will only feel at peace by killing her"

Ben felt a pang of sorrow for her; he had no idea how it felt to be cheated on, but he knew it was terrible.

Ben: "I’m really sorry you feel that way. But if you want to get your revenge- which I highly do not suggest- but if you really want to..."

Mrs. Mayberry looked at him curiously.

Mrs. Mayberry: "How?"

Ben: "Follow me"

After leaving the restaurant, Ben
swiftly activated the Omnitrix. With a quick selection and a slam of his hand, he transformed in a flash of green light into XLR8.

Mrs. Mayberry's eyes widened in
amazement.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Wow, is this one of your transformations?"

XLR8 nodded.

Xlr8: "You're right. I call this one XLR8. Now let's go"

Mrs. Mayberry barely had time to react.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Do you want me to call a tax- WOOO000oo!"

XLR8 grabbed Mrs. Mayberry's hand and ran at max speed towards the I.M.P building, leaving nothing but a blur in their wake.

Time Skip:

Xlr8 and Mrs. Mayberry arrived at the I.M.P building. He  detransformed as soon as they reached the top floor, where they found Millie and Moxxie in the lobby.

Moxxie: "Hi, sir. How can I help you?"

Millie: "Oh, hey Benny!"

She bounced over to him and cupped Ben’s cheeks in her hands, giving him a warm smile.

Millie: "I haven't seen you since you left yesterday. How have you been?"

Ben hugged Millie for a few seconds before separating.

Ben: "Good, thank you"

Moxxie looked confused.

Moxxie: "Do you know him, Millie?"

Millie nodded enthusiastically.

Millie: "Yes, this is the guy that helped us save you from the fish monster at the beach yesterday"

Moxxie’s eyes widened.

Moxxie: "Really?!"

He shook Ben's hand in appreciation.

Moxxie: "Thank you for helping me, Ben"

Ben smiled modestly.

Ben: "No worries, it comes with the hero job"

Millie noticed Mrs. Mayberry.

Millie: "Ben, who’s this?"

Ben introduced her.

Ben: "A new client and a good friend.. Meet Mrs. Mayberry"

Mrs. Mayberry smiled warmly.

Mrs. Mayberry: "Nice to meet you all"

Millie returned the smile.

Millie: "Same here"

Moxxie gestured towards the office.

Moxxie: "Alright, come with me, Mrs. Mayberry, to Blitz's office"

Mrs. Mayberry nodded, following Moxxie as Ben stayed behind with Millie.

Outro: