Intro:

Ben POV:

Ben: "Come on, you stupid thing,
fucking work!"

I was sitting on the couch in the hotel with Charlie by my side as I violently shook the watch. She looked intrigued as I was going nuts with how frustrating it was.

Charlie: "Ben, if I may ask, what's
wrong with your alien watch?"

She asked curiously.

Ben: "That's what I'm asking"

l answered before violently slamming my other hand down on it, making Charlie flinch.

Ben: "It's been stuck on scan mode since yesterday"

I answered, before tapping again on it for the hope of exiting it.

Charlie: "Scan...mode?"

I continued fiddling with the watch, frustration evident on my face.

Ben: "Yeah, scan mode. It's supposed to collect and analyze DNA, sample, uh...thingy, from different aliens to turn you into. But for some reason, it's been stuck like this since yesterday"

Charlie: "So, this Scan mode... could it potentially turn you into a demon or something even more incredible?"

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and amazement at the possibilities.

Ben: "Haha, you're thinking big, Charlie. But sorry to disappoint, this watch doesn't do demonic transformations. It's more about the cool alien variety, or so I was told"

Charlie's expression suddenly shifted from excitement to concern as she listened to my explanation.

Charlie: "But still, that does sound serious. Is there anything I can do to help?"

I glanced at her, grateful for her support.

Ben: "I'm not sure, and the only guy I know who could help isn't... available right now"

I could feel my frustration mounting by the second. How dare the watch just mess around like this? I'm literally in hell, where anything can happen.

In a moment of anger, I lashed out, slamming my hand hard on the watch.

I could see Charlie's eyes widen in surprise.

Charlie: "B-Ben, I don't think you should have done that. Violence is never really the answer"

Suddenly, the watch faceplate opened, and the core appeared, emanating green energy as it began dialing. I furrowed my eyebrows, taken aback by the unexpected activation.

Charlie squinted, shielding her eyes from the bright light surrounding us both.

Charlie: "Uhh, is that supposed to happen-"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was abruptly struck by the energy, knocking the wind out of her. She cried out in pain as she stumbled backward and collapsed to the ground, clutching her chest.

Ben: "Charlie!"

Before I could rush to check on her, the watch beeped as the light died down.

"Scan complete, new transformation is available"

But my concern shifted back to Charlie as she groaned in pain, struggling to stand up while holding her head and chest.

Charlie: "Fuck, what was that?"

I quickly ran to her aid, but surprisingly, she seemed okay. Must be the perks of being the princess of hell or something.

Ben: "Phew, thank God you're okay. Last time someone was struck like that, they turned into Upchuck"

Charlie scratched her head in confusion.

Charlie: "Is that a good or bad thing?"

I chuckled as I recalled the memory.

Ben: "Well, unless you want to be short, green, and have a sudden craving for non-edible items, then probably not"

Charlie chuckled nervously at my joke.

Charlie: "Good thing I didn't turn into this Upchuck then"

She continued chuckling, before her glance fell on my wrist, she stopped, and peered intently at it.

Charlie: "Hey! It's green again"

I lifted my wrist, noticing the watch returning to its normal state, the green energy dissipating.

Ben: "Hey, turns out violence is the answer sometimes"

Charlie: "Ben, but what triggered the scan thing, were you trying to do something?"

She squinted her eyes accusingly at me, causing me to instinctively back away with my hands up in defense.

Ben: "I don't know either, although I would like to have a talk with the guy who did it!"

No One POV:

With Blitz in the Sloth Ring:

Blitz peeked out from behind a corner of a building, checking if the coast was clear. Then, he darted across to the rehab building, quickly climbing up the drain gutter downspout before sneaking onto the edge of a windowsill.

Blitz: "Come on, come on, come on, Come on"

After managing to open a window, he attempted to get inside, only to be stopped by his head, hid horns blocking the entrance.

After a moment of frustration, he adjusted his horns to find a way to squeeze in. Finally, he began to make his way through, but unfortunately, he ended up losing his balance and falling in, rolling over on the floor.

Blitz: "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit,
shit, SHIT!!!"

Blitz crouched down, scanning the area for anyone who might have seen him. Suddenly, he felt a sharp jolt as a hand holding a taser zapped him in the ass right below his tail, causing him to convulse in shock before collapsing to the ground, smoke billowing from his body.

Demon: "Well, if it isn't the deadbeat"

Despite the pain, Blitz managed to get back on his feet and brush off his sleeves.

Blitz: "Well, if it isn't Nurse Pussy Face"

The camera then panned over to reveal the source of the voice, one of the nurses in charge of the rehab facility, whose mouth was shaped like a vagina.

Rehab Nurse: "You ain't getting in here"

She crossed her arms, scowling at Blitz.

Rehab Nurse: "How many times do I have to sodomize you with a taser before you take a hint?"

Blitz continued adjusting his clothes before speaking.

Blitz: "As many as it takes to get me off"

Turning to face the nurse, he shot her a glare before demanding.

Blitz: "Now enough with this foreplay, where's Barb?"

The nurse crossed her arms, annoyed.

Nurse: "She checked out months ago, but that ain't none of your business"

Blitz slowly made his way to the nurse, confusion plastered on his face.

Blitz: "Wait, what? How? Where the fuck did she go?"

The nurse squinted her eyes before suddenly lifting the taser, electricity crackling from it, making Blitz's tail straighten in surprise.

Nurse: "Yeah, like I'm gonna tell an ass clown like you"

Blitz quickly regained his composure, now looking furiously at the nurse for calling him that.

Blitz: "You know, I kill people for a living, right, bitch?"

The nurse lifted her eyebrows and hands sarcastically.

Nurse: "Please, my shivers are all timbered right now, I'm SO FUCKIN' scared...."

Before crossing her arms again, she remained unfazed.

Blitz's face twitched with anger before he sighed in defeat.

Blitz: "Ugh....fine"

Blitz strides back to the window, frustration evident in his every move as he prepares to depart. But before he could make his escape, the nurse's voice cuts through the air, stopping him in his tracks.

Nurse: "Blitz, she's moved on. Got herself a job, a life"

Blitz's grip tightens on the window sill, his mind racing with conflicting emotions.

Nurse: "Don't ruin it by chasing after her"

Blitz's jaw clenches, a sarcastic retort forming on his lips.

Blitz: "Oh, how thoughtful of you. Why don't you take that advice and shove it right between your pussy-"

His grip slips, and he plummets from the building.

Blitz: "Liiips!"

Blitz manages to blur out as he falls down.

The scene shifts to the I.M.P Headquarters office, where Moxxie and Millie are engaged in conversation with a sinner client seated at their desk.

Suddenly, the door bursts open, and Blitz staggers in, covered in leaves, bruises, and dirt. Ignoring Moxxie's attempt to get his attention, he slams the door to his office shut with a resounding bang.

The client looks on in surprise, while Moxxie and Millie exchange puzzled glances before refocusing on the client.

Moxxie: "I'm sorry about that, you were saying?"

The client shrugs, still perplexed.

Fish Client: "Well, it's just that I'm
sure one of the other camp counselors killed me, I'm just not sure which one..."

Moxxie furrows his brow, trying to make sense of the situation.

Moxxie: "How could you not know?"

The Fish Client gestures downward with both hands.

Fish Client: "I was out on the lake when my boat started to sink. Someone had drilled holes in it. The counselors are the only ones with keys to the boathouse, and they're the only ones who knew I couldn't swim. It had to be them"

Millie listens with a delighted smile, while Moxxie wears a skeptical expression, considering there wasn't a clear target.

Moxxie: "Hmm"

He strokes his chin thoughtfully.

Moxxie: "So let me get this straight. You drowned because you can't swim, took a boat out on the lake, and weren't wearing a life jacket? Weren't you learning anything in camp?"

The Fish Client gulped nervously, his eyes darting around the room before he let out a nervous smirk, rubbing his neck.

Fish Client: "Well, this whole camping thing wasn't really my idea, so I was mostly... uh... high, instead of doing my Counselor job. How do you think I ended up in hell?"

Moxxie nodded, trying to process the client's explanation.

Moxxie: "Right, got it. Well, just to be clear, we don't typically do investigations"

Fish Client: "So, is that a no?"

Moxxie: "I'll check with the boss, just wait a second"

Moxxie moved around the desk, walking behind Millie and paused at the office door before he opened it.

Moxxie: "Uh, pardon me, sir"

As Moxxie entered, he spotted Blitz sitting at his desk, flipping through his rotary address card file with squinted eyes, not even bothering to look up at Moxxie.

Blitz: "Not now, Mox"

Moxxie: "Sir, there's a client who needs us to investigate his death"

Moxxie clasped his hands together, an awkward smile playing on his lips.

Moxxie: "But we don't usually-"

Blitz: "No time!"

Moxxie: "But, Sir, we really need the cash flow, and I was thinking maybe-"

Blitz paused his flipping and glanced up at Moxxie with a deadpan expression.

Blitz: "Oh wow Moxxie, you should totally copy and paste that complaint into a table in Hellcrosoft Word 2007, print it double-sided in landscape mode, fold it in half eight times, soak it in olive oil, and shove it up your ass!"

Blitz's sudden outburst left Moxxie stunned for a moment, his eyes widening in disbelief before he managed to respond.

Moxxie: "Well, that's... uh... quite the detailed suggestion, sir. I'lIl just... uh.."

He backed away slowly, still processing Blitz's response, wondering if he was serious or just trying to be funny. After all, the line between seriousness and humor can be quite thin with Blitz sometimes.

Returning to flipping the rotary address file again, he mumbled angrily.

Blitz: "Look, just handle it yourself and leave me the fuck alone"

Moxxie pointed to himself, puzzled.

Moxxie: "You want me to lead? On a hit? I'd expect you to call Ben a friend before trusting me with a job"

Blitz grew increasingly frustrated with Moxxie, his patience wearing thin. He stopped flipping through his rotary card file, gripping his head with one hand in an attempt to stay calm. With a visible vein throbbing on his forehead, he shot a piercing glare at Moxxie.

Blitz: "I swear on all that is evil, Mox! If you aren't out of my office in negative three seconds-"

He slammed both hands on his desk in frustration. Moxxie, torn between not wanting to upset his boss further and being excited about the opportunity, quickly grabbed the doorknob and saluted.

Moxxie: "You got it, sir!"

Moxxie closes the door behind him, his face beaming with happiness, his eyes sparkling with newfound excitement. He practically glows with anticipation as he strides back to the demon client camp counselor, radiating confidence as he leans against the desk.

Moxxie: "We'll take the case!"

He gestures confidently to himself.

Moxxie: "And I'll be handling this investigation, personally"

Millie watches Moxxie with a mixture of concern and hesitation, glancing back at Blitz's office.

Millie: "Honey, are you sure?"

She gestures towards Blitz's closed door.

Millie: "What about Blitz?"

Moxxie waves off her concerns with a dismissive flick of his hand.

Moxxie: "Honey, Honey, please, Blitz put me in charge this time. No worries"

Millie's disbelief is evident as she stares at Moxxie incredulously.

Millie: "He did?!"

Moxxie hears the skepticism in his wife's voice and slowly turns his head to look at her, narrowing his eyes.

Millie quickly corrects herself, trying to hide her surprise.

Millie: "He did! I mean, of course he did!"

The Fish Client scratches his kelp-like hair in confusion.

Fish Client: "What's that supposed to mean for me?"

Turning to face the Client, Moxxie shot him a bright smile.

Moxxie: "Well, my esteemed customer, it means that this will be the cleanest, most well-prepped, most surgical hit we've ever had! Don't worry, sir!"

He points at the demon client.

Moxxie: "We'll find your killer and give him what's coming to him"

Moxxie had second thoughts about who the targeted killer might be and paused for a moment before correcting himself.

Moxxie: "Or her..."

Inside Blitz's office, he was talking on the phone while glancing at his computer screen, which displayed his sister's social media profile. The profile indicated that she was offline, with a message underneath reading 'just got outta rehab'

Blitz: "Why the hell wouldn't she tell you where she was going? I mean, did you even ask-"

Suddenly, Blitz's phone began to vibrate, indicating another call.

Blitz: "Wait, hold on, I'm getting another call..."

He answered the call with an enthusiastic tone.

Blitz: "Hellooooooo? Oh, good! Did you find- Really, where? Thanks, and I promise if we ever get a contract on your children, we'll make it quick and painless. Byeee!"

Quickly ending the call, Blitz stashed his phone away before darting out of his office. He passed by Moxxie and Millie, who were engrossed in studying an evidence board adorned with numerous photos of boats, camps, and other potentially relevant items. Moxxie began pacing back and forth, deep in thought, while Millie observed his movements closely, her gaze flicking between him and the evidence.

Moxxie: "Oy gevalt! This doesn't make any sense!"

Millie: "Mox....are you sure this isn't... a little....much?"

Moxxie: "It's my first lead. It has to be perfect"

Moxxie turns back to the evidence board, his expression determined.

Moxxie: "Now, in front of you, you'll find a comprehensive guide to your cover persona"

He slams the board with his eyes squinted.

Moxxie: "Memorize it"

Millie turns back to the board, her eyes scanning the pinned pieces of paper. Among them, she notices one with her name, 'Millie,' and the fake name 'Millerd' written underneath, along with details defining her fake character's personality. However, another piece of paper catches her attention, labeled 'Ben'.

Millie: "Wait a sec, Ben's coming with us?"

Moxxie stood confidently, hands on his hips, as he responded.

Moxxie: "Exactly! Having Ben with us adds a human perspective to our investigation. He can spot any suspicious behavior that might go unnoticed by us demons. Plus, his unique abilities could be a real asset if things take a turn for the worse"

Millie listened closely, her expression thoughtful as she considered Moxxie's explanation.

Millie: "Hmm, I see your point. But, you know, last time we involved Ben in our work, things didn't exactly go smoothly..."

Moxxie nodded understandingly, but still maintained his confidence.

Moxxie: "True, but Ben's like an unofficial employee here. He's always been a part of our missions, and I don't think he would refuse to join us this time"

Millie: "But how will we even find him?"

???: "Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, a dark laugh echoes from down the street, catching their attention. They exchange puzzled glances before walking to the window to investigate the source of the laughter.

In the Past with Ben:

Ben faced a burly Demon wielding a bloodied machete.

Ben: "Killing a whole family? Seriously, what did they do to you, man?"

The Demon scoffed, a cocky grin spreading across his lips as he raised his machete.

Demon: "Why don't you ask them yourself? Prick"

Ben's expression darkened with anger as he swiftly dialed the watch before slamming the core. Bright green light enveloped him, causing the Demon to shield his eyes.

Demon: "AHHH FUCK, MY EYES!"

Ben's body began changing. His skin turned pale, and his eyes glowed with an eerie green light. Sharp yellow teeth replaced his human ones, and his features took on a more scary appearance.

His clothing shifted, morphing into a black jumpsuit with green accents and markings. His hands became adorned with black gloves featuring green fingers tipped with sharp claws. A green mask materialized over his face, adorned with spikes.

Large spikes protruded from his head, forming a menacing crown-like structure. Green flaps emerged under his arms, resembling the wings of a bat, as the light faded, he transformed into...

Whampire: "Whampire doth approach! Ready thyself for the terror I shall unleash upon thee!"

Whampire's menacing presence loomed over the trembling Demon, who cowered in fear at the sight of the vampire-like alien. His eyes glowed with an otherworldly green light, piercing the Demon's soul with their eerie glow.

The Demon's machete slipped from his trembling hand, clattering loudly against the ground.

Demon: "A vampire?!? Please don't hurt me!"

He begged for mercy, his voice quivering with terror.

Whampire tilted his head in confusion, observing the Demon's pathetic display with a mixture of amusement and disdain. The once intimidating Demon now shivered like a frightened child in the presence of Whampire.

Whampire: "Methinks thou hast a fear of the sanguivorous kind. 'Tis most convenient, for now I shall revel in the delight of tormenting thee"

A sinister grin twisted Whampire's pale lips as he slowly opened his mouth, revealing his menacing fangs as he slowly approached him. The demon's eyes widened in pure, unfiltered terror at the sight.

Suddenly, Whampire halted in front of the demon, towering over him. With a penetrating gaze, Whampire's eyes widened, a hypnotic swirls within them mesmerizing the Demon. Despite the Demon's desperate urge to flee, he found himself unable to move, trapped in Whampire's hypnotic spell, powerless to break free from its grasp.

Whampire: "Very well, my fledgling servant. Thy first directive, retreat hence!"

The Demon's muscles tensed, obeying Whampire's command as he slowly backed away, his eyes still locked in a trance-like state.

Demon: "What have you done to me?!"

Whampire: "Fear not, for thou art under my sway now. I have merely commanded thee to depart from this place"

The demon's muscles tensed as he struggled to comprehend what had just transpired. His eyes remained wide open in shock.

Demon: "What sorcery is this? What have you done to me?!"

Whampire: "Now, for mine second decree, strike thyself with force, as commanded by thy master"

Demon: "Wait, please no-"

As commanded, the Demon's arm
swung forward, delivering a violent punch to his own face. Blood spilled from his mouth onto the ground as his cheeks swelled, his eyes brimming
with tears.

Whampire chuckled darkly, relishing in the twisted torment he had inflicted upon the murderer. The Demon continued to pummel himself, each blow inflicting more agony upon him.

Whampire: "Oh, dear mischievous delinquent, I must confess, a hearty chuckle doth escape my lips this moment"

An idea suddenly popped into his head. Whampire's twisted grin widened as he commanded the Demon again.

Whampire: "I command thee to perform a foolish dance, thou unsightly, sniveling little nance!"

Demon: "N-no, pl-lease-"

The Demon pleaded for mercy, but Whampire silenced him with a wave of his hand.

Whampire: "Silence! restrain thy tongue, for its ceaseless chatter doth disturb the tranquility of this place"

The Demon's mouth sealed shut, and his body moved against his will, forced into a humiliating dance. Despite his injuries, he wobbled awkwardly to the beat, a puppet to Whampire's dark whims.

The present:

Whampire: "Hahahaha!"

Millie and Moxxie watched from the building, intrigued and slightly unsettled by Whampire's dark display.

Millie: "Who is that?"

Moxxie: "No idea, but his laughter is grating on my nerves. It's making it hard to focus on the investigation"

Moxxie yelled up at Whampire.

Moxxie: "Hey, Vampire! We're trying to work here. Could you keep it down a bit?"

Whampire glanced up, his smirk fading as he locked eyes with Moxxie. Moxxie felt a shiver run down his spine at the emotionless gaze staring back at him.

Moxxie nervously tried to break the tension.

Moxxie: "Um... just a friendly warning, Imp blood doesn't taste great. Don't ask how I know that"

Whampire smile returned, confusing Moxxie.

Whampire: "Ah, if it isn't mine two impish companions, Sir Moxxie and his maiden Millie"

Moxxie, taken aback, responded.

Moxxie: "Excuse me?"

Whampire swiftly delivered a punch to the dancing Demon, knocking him down. Then, in a puff of smoke, Whampire transformed into his small bat form. They watched as the bat flew towards them. They backed away from the window as the bat entered and, in another puff of smoke, turned back into his humanoid form.

As they were about to draw their weapons, they noticed the watch faceplate on his stomach. A wash of relief fell upon them as they smiled back at him.

Millie: "Well, Ben, you do look a bit different. Did a vampire bite you or something?"

Whampire chuckled as he slammed the watch, bathed in a green light, and transformed back into Ben.

Ben: "Good thing it's not permanent"

Moxxie hurried to the evidence board, snatching a piece of paper and handing it to Ben, who raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

Ben: "What's this?"

Moxxie: "Your fake character"

Ben: "My what?"

Moxxie: "We require your assistance in investigating a human's death"

Ben: "I'm quite sure I'm missing some details"

With a nonchalant shrug, he relented.

Ben: "But since it's for a noble cause, why not? Count me in"

Ben glanced at the paper with a mix of confusion and amusement.

Ben: "Fake name... Benjamin..."

He frowned before looking up at Moxxie.

Moxxie: "Something wrong?"

Ben: "Benjamin, really?"

Moxxie: "What? I thought that name suits you well!"

Ben: "Dude, that's literally my government name"

Moxxie's eyes widened in realization, while Millie looked equally surprised.

Millie: "Wait, but I thought your name was Ben"

Ben sighed, rubbing his temples in exasperation.

Ben: "It is. I just shortened it because 'Benjamin' Tennyson doesn't have the same ring to it"

Moxxie rubbed his hands nervously.

Moxxie: "Well, we can change it if you wa-"

Ben held his hand up, stopping him.

Ben: "It's fine, man"

He said before glancing back at the paper.

Ben: "Backstory...blah blah, ordinary eighteen-year-old, loves normal stuff that average eighteen-year-olds do, and definitely doesn't have an alien watch..."

Moxxie maintained his confident smirk.

Moxxie: "So, what do you think?"

Ben: "Eh, not too shabby"

Stopping beside Moxxie, he showed him the paper, then pointed at a blank space.

Ben: "Although I would also add, 'acts super awesome, is heroic, and finally, is the baddest kid to ever save the day!'..."

Moxxie waved his hand dismissively at Ben's request.

Moxxie: "You can improvise when you think it's necessary for our mission"

With a nod, he strode off to attend to another task, leaving Ben feeling excited by the prospect of this 'unique' mission.

Moxxie: "Alright team, time to suit up"

The scene shifts to 'Camp Ivannakummore', where the laughter of children and pre-teens fills the air as they play in the summer sun. Nearby, three preteen girls sit on a picnic bench, engaged in lively conversation. Meanwhile, Ben, Moxxie, and Millie are hiding in the bushes, Moxxie was disguised as a 'human' girl, and Millie as a 'human' boy, while Ben was simply wearing different clothes.

Moxxie adjusts his tube top before turning to address Ben and Millie.

Moxxie: "Alright, Ben, Millie, let's go over the plan one more time to ensure everything goes smoothly"

Moxxie adjusted his voice to a more feminine tone.

Moxxie: "I'm Moxxine, the hottest, most popular girl at my school, and you two are?"

Millie deepened her voice to sound more masculine.

Millie: "Your brother, Millerd, I like
sports and fuckin' bitches!"

Meanwhile, Ben, now dressed in a white t-shirt featuring a prohibition sign, ripped blue jeans, and red and white sneakers, adjusted his red baseball cap, wearing it backward. He then made sure the green wristband covered the Omnitrix to keep it hidden.

Ben: "And I'm Benjamin, your cousin, a smoothie enthusiast and a connoisseur of cracking jokes"

Moxxie nodded happily as they remembered their roles, but as he observed the children playing ahead, his smile shifted into a contemplative face.

Moxxie: "Hmm, these kids seem a bit younger than we anticipated..."

Moxxie glanced back at Millie.

Moxxie: "Maybe skip the last part"

Millie simply gave a thumbs up in agreement.

Moxxie: "Alright, I think we're ready"

Moxxie knelt down followed by the two, suddenly Millie noticed something up ahead and pointed at it.

Millie: "Hey, look at that!"

Someone was exiting one of the cabins, wearing a coat and carrying a large sack over his back. He checked his surroundings to see if the coast was clear and then sneakily tiptoed to the bushes.

Millie: "Check out that unusually shady-looking fella over there. I think that's our guy"

Moxxie: "Ahem, ... I hardly think pointing out the first guy you see is the proper way to conduct a-"

Ben: "Dude, that's literally him. Look for God's sake"

Millie picked up a pair of binoculars and handed them to Moxxie, who peered through them at the shady figure carrying the sack. As he looked, the sack slipped, revealing bundles of cash, bags of drugs, and syringes. The figure then dropped the sack to catch his breath before picking it up again and pulling out a drill.

Millie: "No, that's definitely him. That bag's full of money, drugs, and what looks like a drill one would use to poke holes in a boat"

Moxxie: "But- but that's all circumstantial at best! We need to methodically eliminate all suspects until we can be sure"

Ben's face showed his disbelief at Moxxie's nonsense. He was not having any of it. Bringing the wristband down, he dialed the watch, but Moxxie caught his hand before he slammed the core.

Moxxie: "Benjamin, you can't just transform here!"

Ben: "Well, I won't let the law be disregarded either. As a superhero myself, I'm obligated to bring lawbreakers to justice"

Ben gestured toward the figure, who was entering a boat house, half-closing the door behind him and looking around cautiously before shutting it.

Ben: "And buddy over there is up to no good- drug distribution, theft, even murder. That's worth at least a life sentence"

Millie raised her axe with a mischievous grin.

Millie: "A death sentence, perhaps?"

Ben smirked as he glanced around.

Ben: "Heh, more like a bunch of broken bones and medical problems from Wildvine"

He dialed through the alien catalogues, while Moxxie's expression shifted to one of disappointment as his first mission, that he so thoroughly thought of and perfected was coming to an end so fastly.

Ben scanned through the alien options on his watch.

Ben: "Alien X, Grey Matter, Four Arms, Buzzshock, Walkatrout... ah, there's Wildvine"

He was about to activate the transformation, but a subtle tap from Millie made him pause and glance her way. Following her gaze, he noticed Moxxie's crestfallen expression. With a sigh, Ben lowered his hand, rolling his eyes at the situation.

Ben muttered to himself.

Ben: "I can't believe I went from stopping Maltruant from recreating the universe in his image to playing detective with two imps"

He then turned to Moxxie with a forced smile.

Ben: "Well, Mister Sherlock Holmes, why don't you lead the case?"

Moxxie glanced up at Ben, grateful for the chance to take charge. He rose to his feet and moved through the bushes toward the campers. Millie swiftly stashed the binoculars in her backpack and followed him, with Ben close behind.

Moxxie: "With my sleuthing skills, your keen eye for detail, and Ben's alien tech, we should have this wrapped up in no time. Now..."

He feminized his voice again.

Moxxie: "We just need to find the kids with the most influence"

He scanned the camp horizon until he spotted three teen girls at a table, engaged in conversation.

Moxxie: "Ah, target acquired"

Ben: "Just maybe phrase it a little less...creepy next time?"

Moxxie looked at Ben with a sheepish grin.

Moxxie: "Right, noted"

Adjusting his top, Moxxie confidently made his way towards the girls. Before Ben and Millie could join him, a volleyball rolled over to them. Millie picked it up, but they were quickly called over by some campers.

Guy camper: "Hey!"

Ben and Millie turned to see kids playing volleyball.

Girl camper: "Hey!"

Ben and Millie exchanged a glance, Ben feeling uncertain until Millie flashed him a mischievous smile.

Millie: "Wanna have a little fun?"

Ben: "Fun? Shouldn't we focus on the investigation?"

Millie: "Oh, come on, we can spare a moment. Besides, Moxxie's got it under control, right?"

Ben glanced at Moxxie, who was approaching the girls.

Ben: "With all due respect, I'm not entirely confident in his detective skills... You go ahead if you want. I'll stick around to assist him"

Millie: "Fair enough"

Millie strolled over to join the campers, leaving Ben to trail behind Moxxie.

As Moxxie approached the picnic table where the three preteen girls sat, one girl was speaking animatedly, another chewing gum while engrossed in her phone, and the third listening intently.

Girl 1: "So, he snorted a whole line of ground-up mints and tried to convince us he was high. Can you even believe him?"

Suddenly, Moxxie appeared, laughing uproariously and attempting to blend in.

Moxxie: "Ahahaha! Oh, that Derek! What a riot! Right?"

The girls turned to him, giving him a puzzled and disgusted look.

Girl 1: "Um, who the fuck are you?"

Moxxie: "I'm Moxxine, I'm the prettiest girl at my school, and all the boys want me. My favorite colooooor is hot pink. Because normal pink is sooo basic"

Ben cringed as he walked behind Moxxie, wondering how anyone could string together such cringeworthy sentences with a straight face. As Moxxie introduced himself as Moxxine and rambled on about being the prettiest girl at his school, Ben fought the urge to facepalm.

Ben's cringe only deepened as Moxxie listed off his supposed interests and experiences.

Moxxie: "I like horses, puppies, fast cars, jewelry, and I got my first period last year, and it was sooo heavy!"

Finally, Moxxie reached the picnic table and sat down, extending an invitation to be friends.

Moxxie: "I guess I'm just more mature than your typical preteen. So, you wanna be frieeends?"

Ben shook his head in disbelief, silently hoping that Moxxie's strange act wouldn't ruin their chances of gathering information from the girls.

The girls stared at him, and one of them pointed out his unusual legs.

Girl 1: "What the fuck is wrong with your legs?"

Moxxie is taken aback by the unexpected question about his legs.

Moxxie: "Uh... What do you mean?"

Girl 1: "Your legs, they look weird. Disfigured even"

Moxxie stood there, visibly taken aback by the girls' remarks. He stuttered, trying to come up with a plausible explanation for his unusual appearance.

Moxxie: "Wha- Um Oh! um-uh... I was in an accident?"

But the girls weren't buying it.

Girl 2: "The same accident that messed up your skin? You look like you spent three years in a tanning bed"

Moxxie struggled to respond, his confidence crumbling under the weight of their scrutiny.

Moxxie: "It's uhhhhh.... natural?"

Girl 1 scoffed at his response.

Girl 1: "Ahah! Yeah, you wish. That botch job looks like it cost five bucks in an alley behind Walmart"

Finally, one of the girls had enough and told Moxxie to leave.

Girl 2: "Get lost, you fucking freak!"

Hurt and humiliated, Moxxie stood up, his facade of confidence shattered by the harsh words of the girls.

Ben felt a pang of sympathy for Moxxie, despite not wanting to be associated with him after the cringe show he put on. He didn't want them to get caught-well, at least not Moxxie and Millie, since he could just deny knowing them as a human.

Ben swiftly approached Moxxie, putting a hand on his shoulder with a smirk on his face.

Ben: "Well, Moxxine, I think it's time we go do some other activities and leave these girls on their own"

Moxxie simply sighed in disappointment.

Moxxie: "Yeah, let's, umm..."

Moxxie glanced up at the girls, confused. They had a faint blush as they looked back at Ben. Even the girl who was glued to her phone was now casting glances in Ben's direction.

Ben noticed their gazes, his confusion mirroring theirs.

Ben: "What? Do I have something in my hair?"

He lifted his cap before he ran a hand through his hair, slicking it back before it fell back into place then returned the cap on.

Girl 1: "Oh my God, he's hot"

Girl 2: "Who are you?"

Ben: "Me? Well *cocky grin* the one and only, Benjamin, also Moxxie's cousin"

The girls exchanged incredulous glances, their expressions silently conveying.

Girl 2: "You're related to that freak?"

Moxxie felt a pang of embarrassment and frustration. Sensing Moxxie's discomfort, Ben stepped in, attempting to cheer him up and hype him in front of the girls.

Ben: "Yeah, Moxxine here is one of a kind! But let me tell you about her... She's got this amazing talent for singing and, uh..."

Ben struggled to find anything else to better his image, he silently looked around, before noticing a ball beside him, picking it up, he quickly conjured a lie.

Ben: "She's great at football, first let me show you a trick of my own"

With a confident grin, Ben began to showcase his skills, effortlessly performing flick-ups with the ball, impressing the girls with his agility and finesse. Meanwhile, Moxxie watched, feeling increasingly inadequate as Ben unintentionally stole the spotlight.

Ben: "Now show them what you got, Moxxine!"

He swiftly kicked the ball to Moxxie, who wasn't ready and was caught off guard. Moxxie stumbled, trying to regain his balance, but he accidentally slipped on the ball, falling face-first onto the grass. The girls burst into laughter.

Ben shook his head, facepalming at the situation.

Ben: "Smooth, Moxxine, real smooth..."

Girl 2: "I can't believe someone as talented as you is related to such a joke"

The girls burst into laughter again, and Moxxie's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he picked himself up from the grass.

Girl 1: "Look, hot stuff, you can stay with us, just not this... thing"

The girls stood up, pointing towards Moxxie, signaling for him to leave. As they glanced towards the volleyball court, they noticed a new face. Ben followed their gaze and saw that it was Millie playing.

The scene shifts to the volleyball court where Millie is sweating and thoroughly enjoying herself as she passes the ball around. Her hair sways with each movement as she navigates the court, following the ball's trajectory with precision.

Girl 2: "Oh, my God! Who is he?!"

Girl 1: "Look how beautifully tan he is"

Moxxie was taken aback by the girls' reaction. He expected them to find Ben attractive, but the unexpected attention towards Millie threw him off guard. It seemed like the disguise had worked a little too well.

Moxxie: "WHAAAAT?"

As the ball soared through the air, Millie sprang into action.

Millie: "I got it!"

She launched herself upward, sand swirling around her as she soared into the air. With incredible force, she struck the ball, sending it hurtling through the air like a speeding bullet. In a split second, the ball crashed down, striking a boy on the opposing team squarely in the face. Teeth flew from his mouth as he crashed to the ground, leaving a small crater beneath him.

The girls, followed by Ben and Moxxie, rushed down to the court to see what had happened, shielding their eyes from the dust. As they approached, they found the kid groaning in pain, and all the campers were in total shock. Even the Lifeguard was completely taken aback. He removed his sunglasses and rushed over to check on the camper, who was unresponsive. Millie looked nervous, fearing they had gone too far.

Lifeguard: "That was..."

He paused, tears flowing from his eyes with pride.

Lifeguard: "The best pass and spike I've ever seen, dudes"

Ben muttered to himself, astounded by Millie's strength.

Ben: "No wonder she was able to send Blitzwolfer flying away with a kick like he was nothing at the beach. Millie's strength is on another level"

The campers cheered for Millie, lifting her up on their shoulders. As they carried her away, Timmy reached out to the Lifeguard for help, but he simply wiped away a tear and ignored him.

Timmy: "Please, I need medical attention"

The Lifeguard Dude scowled down at the kid.

Lifeguard Dude: "First Aid is for WINNERS!"

As the campers celebrated Millie's victory, the girls looked at her with admiration for her incredible athletic skills.

Girl 1: "Oh, my God! he's so fucking HOT!"

Girl 1, immediately infatuated, fans herself to cool down while Moxxie makes an attempt to impress them again.

Moxxie: "Oh! You know, that's my brother"

Despite his attempts, the girls all glare at Moxxie for his obnoxious attitude.

Girl 2: "FUCK OFF, TRO-"

Ben interrupts her.

Ben: "You know, that's my cousin"

The girls' eyes widen, and they quickly move away from Moxxie's side and flock to Ben, bombarding him with question

Girl 1: "Wow! The hot genes really run in your family!"

Girl 2: "Except for one ugly creature"

As the girls continue to shower Ben and Millie with compliments, Moxxie can't help but feel dejected that he failed to make a good impression and was labeled ugly.

Back With Blitz:

Blitz stormed into the pharmaceutical store, his frustration evident in his brisk stride. He approached the pharmacist, who was preoccupied with his phone, unaware of Blitz's presence.

Blitz: "Excuse me, I'm looking for one of your employees, Barbie. Is she working today?"

The pharmacist looked up, startled by Blitz's sudden appearance.

Pharmacist: "Uh, Barbie? I'm not sure-"

Before he could finish, Blitz grabbed him by the collar, his patience wearing thin.

Blitz: "Listen to me, buddy. I need to find Barbie, now. Don't make me ask again"

With a firm grip, Blitz pulled the pharmacist over the desk, pinning him against the wall.

Blitz: "I don't have time for games. Where is she?"

Blitz's frustration boiled over as he lashed out at the pharmacist. Using his tail, he delivered sharp slaps to the pharmacist's cheek, leaving bruises in their wake.

Blitz: "I said where is she, fucknut?"

Each slap was accompanied by a menacing growl, Blitz's anger mounting with each strike.

Blitz: "You better start talking! It's only going to get worse from here!"

The pharmacist winced in pain, unable to withstand Blitz's relentless beating.

Pharmacist: "Okay, okay! She's out on a pickup!"

Blitz drew the pharmacist closer, his gaze piercing with intensity.

Blitz: "Where exactly?"

With Ben:

Back at the summer camp, Ben and Millie engaged in a playful race across the physical course, their laughter filling the air as they navigated the obstacles together. They gracefully leaped over a large wall, landing with precision before continuing on to the next challenge.

Reaching the end of the course, Ben and Millie exchanged smirks, their competitive spirits driving them forward. They grabbed hold of the pull-up bar and began spinning rapidly. However, the friction from their high-speed rotation caused them to catch on fire, sending sparks flying.

Ben's expression turned to one of concern as he noticed his clothes catching on fire. He attempted to slow down, but in doing so, he lost his balance, causing him to feel dizzy and disoriented.

Ben: "M-Millie, I don't feel so g-"

Before he could finish his sentence, Ben's grip loosened, and he tumbled to the ground, landing face-first into a puddle of mud. Meanwhile, Millie, now engulfed in flames, transformed into a fiery meteor and soared through the air.

With incredible speed, Millie crashed into the unconscious camper that Millie hit with the volleyball earlier, creating a deep crater in the ground in the shape of the camper's body. The campers and counselors watched in awe as Millie's impressive display earned her applause.

The campers continued to cheer as she leaped out of the crater, her eyes shining with excitement as she basked in their applause.

Millie: "They love me"

Moxxie timidly approached her, only to be grabbed by an excited Millie.

Millie: "Mox! Did you see? I broke the record on the course!"

She exclaimed before glancing back at Ben, who was inspecting his once-white shirt, now darkened with mud, with a hint of disappointment.

Ben: "Oh man, my clothes are all dirty now. Oh well, at least it wasn't my other t-shirt"

He quickly removed the soiled shirt, squeezing it tightly to wring out any excess water.

Millie's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Ben, taking in his unexpectedly muscular physique hidden beneath his shirt.

Millie: "Woah, Ben, I had no idea you had a sleeper build there"

Ben, taken aback by the attention, shyly rubbed the back of his neck.

Ben: "Haha, I suppose it's all the hero work that toned my body"

The revelation caused a stir among the camper girls, who started going wild, snapping pictures and swooning over Ben's unexpected physique.

Ben grinned as the excitement among the campers intensified, their cameras flashing like paparazzi.

Ben: "Bask in the glory, bask in the fame!"

He muttered to himself cockly, flexing his muscles and sending the campers into an even wilder frenzy.

Unbeknownst to them, Moxxie was struggling, grimacing at the thought of Ben and Millie overshadowing him. Despite his inner turmoil, he managed a sheepish smile while Millie waved back at the crowd, who were focused on her and Ben.

Moxxie: "Yeah, I saw"

Millie was completely absorbed in her newfound popularity, her eyes widening with excitement and a hint of cockiness, mirroring Ben's demeanor.

Millie: "Can you believe this? Everyone loves us! They're cheering!"

She then held up her phone to Moxxie.

Millie: "They even have videos of me online. Look"

Millie played a video on Instagram of her meteoring down on the kid from the volleyball team. The video was rapidly accumulating hearts with each passing second.

With Blitz:

Blitz, still in search of her sister, finally comes face to face in a dark alleyway with the imp rumored to be selling access to the human world. With a furious glare, he grabs the dealer by the throat and shoves him against the wall.

Imp Dealer: "It's here, I swear!"

Blitz draws his flintlock from her back pocket and presses it under the imp's chin, using it to intimidate him into compliance.

Blitz: "Open it"

The dealer complies, retrieving an Asmodean Crystal from within. This crystal grants access to Earth's realm. Blitz is surprised to find such a thing on the black market. As the dealer activates it, a beam shoots behind Blitz, creating a crystal mirror portal that opens up, providing access to the human world. he smiles at the sight of the portal.

Blitz: "Thanks, chump"

With a swift motion, Blitz tosses the dealer into a nearby dumpster before leaping through the portal to Earth.

On the other side, Blitz lands successfully in the human world, unaware that he has just arrived at Camp Ivannakummore. he glances around cautiously before slipping into the bushes, disappearing from sight.

Back With Ben:

Moxxie stood behind the cabins, leaning against one with his arms crossed, while Millie and Ben approached from behind. Millie held a bouquet, and Ben wore a camping t-shirt since his other shirt was still dirty.

Millie: "Ooh, Moxxie! That was so much fun! I felt almost like a celebrity!"

Ben: "Yeah, it felt like I was back in my universe. I forgot how nice it feels to be celebrated!"

However, unlike Ben and Millie, Moxxie was more annoyed than anything else. He felt frustrated that they weren't making any effort to solve their case, or in reality, because he wasn't interested in instant fame.

Moxxie: "Not exactly laying low, are we?"

Millie: "I know, but it's kind of nice having people cheering for us instead of screaming and running away in PAIN, FRIGHT AND HORROR!"

She ripped the bouquet in half, before Moxxie approached Ben and Millie.

Moxxie: "Don't forget why we're here"

Ben crossed his arms.

Ben: "Oh, now you're thinking about the mission? I told you we should've just confronted the guy back at the cabin, but no, you wanted to play dress-up"

Millie: "I mean, I don't mind this whole niche celebrity thing, but we could totally kill the guy right now and end it"

Ben: "Great idea, Millie. Let's do it"

With a smirk, Millie swiftly whipped out two of her knives, twirling them around in her hands with practiced ease. Meanwhile, Ben simply stretched up as he dialed the watch, ready to finally take care of the mission, even though a part of him wanted to stay longer to enjoy the newfound fame.

Moxxie's eyes widened as he waved his hands frantically, trying to stop them.

Moxxie: "No! I have to do this right"

Ben facepalmed in frustration, growling angrily. As he glanced away for a moment, he noticed something shining in the bushes. Squinting his eyes, he realized it looked like an arr-

Ben: "LOOK OUT!"

Reacting quickly, Ben lunged toward Moxxie, tackling him to the ground just as a golden arrow whizzed past, narrowly missing them and embedding itself into the cabin where Moxxie had been standing moments before.

Their eyes widened in shock as they followed the trajectory of the arrow, watching the bushes start to rustle.

Mille: "Who the fuck was that!?"

Ben's expression darkened as he recognized the distinctive arrows.

Ben: "The one and only winged fetus"

With a nod, he swiftly slammed the core, envolping him in green light. As the glow faded, he transformed into...

Armodrillo: "Armodrillo!"

The massive alien flexed his robotic hands before turning them into drills and driving them into the ground with immense force.

Armodrillo: "Hold on tight, everyone"

The earth began to tremble violently, causing Moxxie, who was attempting to stand, to stumble once more.

Moxxie: "Oww my ribcage"

Armodrillo focused his power on the bushes, causing them to rustle even more intensely. With a mighty shove, Armodrillo thrust his hands deeper into the ground, sending whoever was hiding within the bushes hurtling into the air before crashing down to the ground below.

???: "W-we MEET AGAIN, TENNYSON!"

The figure was revealed to be Cletus, his eyes wild with a crazed look, dark circles under them, and his clothes dirty and torn.

Cletus: "AND YOU BROUGHT YOUR DISGUSTING DEMON FRIENDS FOR ME TO KILL?! How delightful..."

Moxxie and Millie's eyes widened, while Armodrillo's frown deepened.

Millie: "Whoa, isn't that one of the Cherubs from back then?"

Moxxie: "It appears that one of them has followed us here and is dead set on killing us"

Cletus ignored the demons, his focus fixed on Armodrillo, sizing him up with a mixture of rage and caution. Despite his blind fury, his instincts warned him not to engage recklessly.

Cletus raised his bow towards Armodrillo, prompting Moxxie to draw his gun and Millie to adopt a defensive stance. Armodrillo simply looked annoyed.

Armodrillo: "We were in the middle of something, asshole. Can't you wait just a second?"

Cletus's anger boiled over at Armodrillo's nonchalant dismissal. He lashed out, shooting an arrow at Armodrillo, who casually lifted his arm. The arrow shattered upon impact, leaving the imps amazed and Cletus gaping in disbelief at how his attack had been effortlessly countered.

Armodrillo: "Got any more tricks up your sleeve? Because if not, I suggest you start running"

Cletus's eyes widened in fear as he lifted his bow, his hand trembling with a mix of anger and dread. His perfect plan for revenge had been abruptly halted, and it was anything but amusing. Nevertheless, he shot another arrow at Armodrillo, who didn't even bother to lift his hand. The arrow struck the watch on Armodrillo's chest before falling to the ground.

Cletus: "Oh... no"

Armodrillo: "Were you expecting that to do something?"

Millie: "Um, Ben?"

Armodrillo: "Yeah?"

She pointed to his chest, causing Armodrillo to look down and notice the watch glitching slightly from the holy energy from the Arrow shot.

Millie: "Here, um, let me try"

Millie stepped in front of him, jumping slightly to brush off the watch, causing it to flicker with light.

Armodrillo: "Oh, shit! What did you do?"

Millie: "I-I don't know!"

She backed away as a green light suddenly enveloped Armodrillo, causing the cherub and two imps to close their eyes.

As the light faded, the imps and Cherub opened their eyes to behold a different... alien?

Cletus: "What the... heaven?"

Millie and Moxxie watched with curiosity as Ben's new form glanced back at them, clearly confused.

???: "What the fuck just happened? Why the fuck are you all staring at me like that? And why the fuck am I swearing so much?"

He exclaimed with a raspy voice, causing them to flinch in response.

Moxxie: "Ben, is that you?"

???: "Who else could it be, you dipshit?"

Millie: "But you look like... us"

???: "WHAT?"

He glanced down at his hands, noticing their clawed appearance and crimson hue. This was Ben's new Imp alien, adorned with green V-shaped sunglasses, a green and black jumpsuit-like jacket with the Omnitrix in his chest, red skin, black and white horns, an arrow-tipped tail, and two clawed feet.

The Imp blinked in surprise before a smirk graced his lips.

???: "Check it out, I've got myself a new demon alien"

Moxxie marveled as he circled around him.

Moxxie: "Incredible! You can transform into one of us!"

Millie: "That's awesome! I also dig your outfit. What do you call this guy?"

Ragtag: "Not sure, since this is the first time I've turned into him. But I think Ragtag will suffice for now"

He then glanced back at Millie and Moxxie.

Ragtag: "So, you guys don't mind filling me in on what this dude can do?"

They both looked confused at Ben.

Millie: "Well, I suppose enhanced strength, agility, and fire immunity"

Ragtag scratched his head angrily.

Ragtag: "That's it?"

Moxxie: "Yeah"

Ragtag: "This guy is crap, just a lame version of Rath! Ugh, he's the second worst!"

He spat out with disdain, causing Moxxie to cross his arms and Millie to frown at him. Quickly, Ragtag regained his composure and let out a nervous laugh.

Ragtag: "Sorry, uh, I meant he's the best! Yeah, let's kick some heavenly baby ass!"

The three nodded in unison as Ragtag let out a dark chuckle. He scowled at Cletus, imagining all the fun ways he could kill him, licking his lips at the mere thought of seeing him bleed.

But wait, Ragtag shook his head in disbelief. Where did all these violent thoughts come from? He wasn't always inclined to kill, let alone enjoy it.

Ragtag: "So, this is how an imp's thought process works"

He whispered to himself, realizing he now understood how imps think. But he wasn't just any imp - he was Ben, and he was going to try and control this sadistic side of his transformation.

Clutching his claws tightly, he dashed across the field as Cletus launched arrows at him, always missing their mark. Suddenly, Moxxie shot Cletus in the shoulder, the smoke billowing out of the gun's muzzle as he smirked triumphantly.

He gritted his teeth as his wings began to falter from the pain of his injury. Suddenly, Millie threw her knife at him. Though he dodged quickly, the blade struck his left wing, causing him to crash into a nearby tree. The knife embedded itself in the tree, pinning him in place, unable to flee.

Golden blood dripped from his shoulder and wing, staining the knife and his clothes as he struggled to stay conscious. Gripping the knife tightly, he attempted to remove it, but it refused to budge, sending sharp waves of pain through him.

Cletus: "I HATE YOU! I'VE ALWAYS HATED YOU! ONE DAY, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, AND I'M GOING TO MAKE IT HURT!"

He slurred his words as he squirmed, pinned to the tree.

Moxxie and Millie exchanged concerned and puzzled looks, feeling the weight of his words. However, Ragtag merely laughed, dismissing the threat.

Approaching Cletus with an attempt to maintain composure, Ragtag struggled to contain his sadistic impulses. However, his facade crumbled, and he gave in to his darker instincts. Seizing the knife, he ruthlessly drove it deeper into Cletus's wings, igniting screams of agony.

Ragtag: "I've heard more than enough of your empty threats, you pathetic little nonce"

With a swift motion, he delivered a powerful blow to Cletus's face, knocking him unconscious and sending him crashing to the ground, tearing his wing in the process.

He glanced back at them, a smirk playing on his lips.

Ragtag: "Well, someone had to put the damn baby to sleep, right?"

Nervously, they gave him a thumbs up as he grabbed the knife and yanked it out of the tree. Some parts of the tree chipped off as the torn wings fell to the ground, joining the pool of golden blood that Cletus lay in.

Ragtag: "Let's head back to the cabin"

Time Skip:

The trio walked behind the boathouse until they spotted none other than Blitzo about to break down the door.

Ragtag: "Isn't that Blitzo?"

Blitzo flinched at the sudden voice before snapping his neck toward Ragtag.

Blitzo: "THE O IS SILENT, ASSHOLE!"

He was confused to see Moxxie and Millie standing with another imp he had never seen before, but he quickly facepalmed.

Blitzo: "I presume, from all the eye-searing light green, this is supposed to be that kid!"

He remarked with a dryly, gesturing towards the unfamiliar imp with a hint of sarcasm.

Ragtag snapped his fingers with a smirk.

Ragtag: "Right on the money, Blitzo!"

Blitzo: "The O is-"

Ragtag: "Yeah, I know. I just don't give a fuck, Blitzo"

A vein began throbbing on Blitzo's forehead at Ben's new alien attitude.

Blitzo: "Oh, you've finally grown some balls or what? Seriously What's wrong with him?"

Moxxie shrugged.

Moxxie: "Not sure. Ever since he transformed, he's been acting differently"

Blitzo: "Whatever. He better start acting all normal again, or he's gonna find the muzzle of my gun up his throat"

Blitz stepped back and delivered a powerful kick, causing the door to swing open with a loud slam. His shock was evident as he took in the scene before him.

Blitz: "BARBIE!"

At the other end, it was revealed to be Blitz's sister, Barbie Wire, in her human form, standing alongside the shady human camp counselor dealer from earlier. She paused for a moment before recognizing who had burst into the boathouse.

Barbie Wire: "BLITZO!?"

The trio entered behind him, completely confused by the situation.

Millie: "Who's that?"

Moxxie: "You know her?!"

Blitz: "Do I know her? That's my sister, fuck face!"

Ragtag stroked his chin thoughtfully, eyeing Barbie with interest.

Ragtag: "Well, well, well, Blitzo. Looks like you've been keeping this stunning impish lady under wraps"

Barbie's cheeks flushed, and she glanced away briefly, while Blitz stared at Ragtag in disbelief.

Blitz: "She's my sister, jackass"

Ragtag: "Did I stutter?"

Blitz clenched his fists, his frustration evident.

Blitz: "You better watch your mouth, asshole, or you'll regret it"

Ragtag simply smirked, unfazed by Blitz's warning.

Moxxie intervened, attempting to prevent a fight from breaking.

Moxxie: "Now isn't the best time to start a scene, especially if you're confronting your, uh, sister"

He gestured toward Barbie, who shot Blitz a scowl in return.

Barbie Wire: "What the hell are you doing here, shithead?"

Blitz wasn't pleased to see his sister in the human world, especially with a human by her side.

Blitz: "I should be asking you the same thing! You check yourself out of rehab, no call, no note, and I have to track you down to this dump with... Who the hell is this?"

The human counselor waved at Blitz before Barbie intervened, shoving her hand in his face to push him away.

Barbie Wire: "He works for me. And who are those three with you?!"

Blitz glanced back to see Moxxie and Millie exchanging looks with Barbie. Meanwhile, Ragtag wore a smug expression before giving Blitz the middle finger as their eyes met.

Blitz's blood boiled in response before he turned his attention back to Barbie.

Blitz: "They work for me!"

Attempting to mimic Barbie's assertiveness, he reached out to push Ragtag, but Ragtag, with a shrug, effortlessly dodged Blitz's attempt, causing him to stumble forward slightly.

Ragtag: "Too slow, old man"

He chuckled darkly to himself before speaking.

Ragtag: "By the way, Blitzo, that guy is our target"

Blitz quickly regained his footing, adjusting his clothes as he regarded the counselor with amusement.

Blitz: "Oh, shit, Barb! Looks like your little boy toy got himself into some trouble"

Barbie was confused by Ragtag's statement.

Barbie Wire: "What are you talking about?"

Moxxie stepped in to explain.

Moxxie: "He killed our client, and now our client wants to kill him back"

Barbie turned to her human counselor, her anger palpable.

Barbie Wire: "Jimmy... You fucking WHAT?!"

Jimmy flinched in fear, attempting to explain himself.

Jimmy: "He found out about your drugs"

Despite his honest answer, Barbie dismisses it and waves at him nonchalantly, as if she doesn't care.

Barbie Wire: "I don't want to hear it, kid"

She points at Blitz, Ragtag, Moxxie, and Millie.

Barbie Wire: "Look, you're not killing my supplier!"

While Moxxie and Millie looked incredibly annoyed by the family drama, Ragtag watched with amusement, winking suggestively at Barbie whenever she glanced at him, while Blitz was disappointed by the situation, especially since her rehab.

Feeling frustrated, Blitz pinched the bridge of his nose.

Blitz: "Supplier of what?"

He points accusingly at Barbie.

Blitz: "You're not back on that H-8, are you?"

Barbie Wire: "Hell no! It's just heroin"

Blitz felt relieved that the drug was only something minor and rubbed his temple.

Blitz: "Oh, thank Satan, but still, you're peddling with heroin now?"

Moxxie, growing weary of the ongoing drama, swiftly retrieved a knife from his back and motioned for Millie to follow him as they navigated around the boat and water towards their target. Ragtag and Blitz trailed behind, his argument with Barbie still echoing through the air.

As Barbie directed Jimmy towards the heroin stash, tensions rose. Blitz intervened, stepping forward to prevent a potential confrontation between Moxxie and Barbie.

Blitz: "What's the point? That stuff barely dulls a headache"

Barbie Wire: "It's honest work, okay? And I thought it would be sure to keep me as far away from you as possible"

Moxxie deftly twirled his knife, his patience wearing thin.

Moxxie: "And why exactly did you team up with this genius?"

Barbie Wire: "You'd be surprised how easily manipulated teenage humans can be"

She gestured towards the counselor behind her, unknowingly offending Jimmy and Ragtag in the process.

Ragtag/Jimmy: "Hey! We're definitely not!"

Jimmy raised an eyebrow, perplexed by a 'demon' defending humans.

Jimmy: "Uh, thanks?"

Ragtag: "I feel your pain"

He then crosses his arms.

Ragtag: "Still hate you though"

Barbie turned her head with a
sorrowful expression, resorting to
suggestive gestures in an attempt to persuade him.

Barbie Wire: "Oh, Jimmy-wimmy, can you pwease-"

She lifted her rear to reveal her black panties to the counselor.

Barbie Wire: "Keep loading up
deez druggie-wuggies for me?"

She wiggled her butt and put on an innocent facade, using her feminine allure to entice the counselor. While Barbie seduced the gullible counselor, Blitz, Moxxie, and Millie watched in disbelief, their expressions deadpan as Jimmy fell for her ploy.

Jimmy: "Sure thing, Barb. Whatever you want"

Counselor Jimmy returned to loading up the boat with heroin, chuckling to himself, while Barbie observed him with a sinister grin.

Moxxie: "Are you seeing this shit, Ben?"

Moxxie's shock turned to horror as he noticed Ragtag drooling and hypnotized by Barbie's charm.

Ragtag: "Must... obey... Female Imp"

Moxxie's initial shock soon gave way to annoyance as he facepalmed in frustration.

Moxxie: "Sir... I've spent a week on this..."

Growing increasingly frustrated, Moxxie brandished his knife.

Moxxie: "We're finishing this, one way or another"

Before Moxxie could act, Barbie approached him with a menacing snarl and a fierce glare.

Her human eyes gleamed with malicious intent in the darkness as she transformed back into her imp form.

Barbie Wire: "Don't you dare!"

Millie rushed to Moxxie's aid,
positioning herself in front of him and
issuing a threatening growl towards
Barbie, causing her to recoil.

Millie: "Back off! We're killing him,
whether you like it or not!"

Moxxie attempted to advance towards Jimmy, but found himself immobilized by an unseen force. He turned to find Ragtag behind him, his grip tightening around Moxxie's hand that held the knife, drool dribbling from his mouth.

Ragtag: "She said stop"

Barbie quickly caught onto his behavior, a wicked smirk curling on her lips.

Barbie Wire: "What's your name, little imp~"

Ragtag: "Ragtag, ma'am..."

Barbie placed a finger on her chin, attempting to act cute once more.

Barbie Wire: "Ow Raggy Taggy~ wowld you pweese take care of them fowe mee~?"

She employed the same tactic she used on Jimmy earlier, shaking her hips and revealing her black panties.

Ragtag's eyes widened, overcome by a sudden rush of affection, as if struck by a cupid's arrow. Meanwhile, Moxxie struggled against Ragtag's firm grip.

Blitz crossed his arms, clearly disgusted, while Moxxie raised an eyebrow in confusion and Millie remained unimpressed by the display.

Millie: "Oh, please. You think that'll work on Ben?"

In a single fluid motion, Moxxie was hoisted into the air, his knife clattering to the ground as it landed, then flung out of the boat house, piercing through its wall and falling on the other side.

Blitz and Millie stood frozen in astonishment, while Barbie gleefully rubbed her hands together, then chirped.

Barbie Wire: "Alright, my handsome minion, take care of the rest, pwesee~!"

With a nod, Ragtag deftly kicked the knife into the air with his leg, catching it effortlessly as it fell.

He squared his shoulders, anchoring his feet firmly to the ground. With a decisive step forward, he pivoted his body, positioning his lead foot and angling his torso to the side. Gripping Moxxie's knife and Millie's from the fight with Cletus, one hand protected his chin while the other extended, poised to strike. His stance exuded stability, his focus unwavering, every muscle primed for action.

Millie's glare bore into Ragtag for striking her husband, she scolded.

Millie: "No, Ben, bad Ben"

Feeling the need to shake some sense into him and put an end to his infatuation, she took matters into her own hands.

Blitz retreated as Millie swiftly closed in from the opposite direction. Feinting with her left, she followed through with a punch from her right, connecting with his face. He staggered backward, clutching his injured cheek, while his sunglasses bore a crack where the blow had landed, a trickle of dark blood oozing from the wound.

Without giving him a moment to gather his bearings, she launched another punch, but this time Ragtag managed to block it before slashing at her with his knife, forcing her to retreat.

Millie: "Please, Ben, snap out of it"

She pleaded before preparing another punch. However, this only seemed to fuel his anger. He swiftly caught her punch aimed for his chest, using her momentum to forcefully spin her around. As she stumbled off balance, he quickly moved behind her and locked her in a chokehold.

Blitz attempted to intervene, but Ragtag's tail straightened, halting Blitz in his tracks. With a swift motion, Ragtag lashed out, striking Blitz across the face like a whip before finally being pushed away by Barbie.

Barbie Wire: "Keep your hands off him!"

Millie writhed in Ragtag's chokehold, her face growing increasingly blue from the lack of oxygen.

Millie pleaded, "B-Ben... Please, it's me, Millie! Your friend..."

Despite her desperate wheezing, Ragtag, still under Barbie's charm, remained unmoved.

Realizing her options were dwindling, Millie summoned all her remaining strength and delivered a sharp jab to his gut. Ragtag staggered back, clutching his stomach, releasing Millie who collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

Meanwhile, Blitz swiftly cocked his flintlock, prioritizing killing the target first then dealing with Ben. Taking aim at Jimmy, who cowered in a corner, trembling with fear, Blitz prepared to paint the wall red with his brain matter. However, in the nick of time, Barbie tackled him to the ground, causing his shot to go astray and blast a hole in the roof instead.

Barbie Wire: "Go to hell, Blitzo!"

Barbie Wire growled as she pinned him to the ground, eliciting a grimace from him.

Blitz: "I will, if you'd just let me send him there with me too!"

Attempting to discreetly retrieve a dagger from his pocket while facing Barbie, Blitz was unaware that Ragtag's keen eyes had caught his movement. Ragtag sprang into action to stop him, but was abruptly seized by his tail, causing him to stumble to the ground. His neck snapped back to see Millie rubbing her sore neck with one hand and gripping his tail with the other.

Millie: "Missed me?"

Enraged, Ragtag's face contorted with anger as his tail suddenly coiled around her wrist, lifting her into the air before slamming her back down, knocking the wind out of her. Releasing his grip, he turned his attention back to Blitz, but it was too late.

Blitz: "Say hello to my little friend, you bastard"

With a swift motion, Blitz hurled the dagger, and time seemed to stretch as Barbie's neck twisted to track its trajectory. Ragtag sprinted forward, reaching out to grasp it.

He was inches away, his claws grazing the pommel, as time resumed its normal pace. The dagger accelerated, striking Jimmy squarely in the face. Blood spurted from the wound as he collapsed to the ground, lifeless, leaving everyone in stunned silence.

As Barbie remained in shock, Blitz
Slithered free from her grasp, rising to his feet and cautiously edging away.

But he didn't get far before Barbie noticed him and letting out a furious shout.

Barbie Wire: "SATAN DAMN IT, BLITZO!"

Blitz winced at Barbie's outburst.

Barbie Wire: "Thanks a lot, Blitzo, I'm out of a job, FUCK!"

Blitz: "I want to help you- let me help you, please?"

Meanwhile, as Blitz conversed with Barbie, Millie struggled to her feet, wincing from the pain. Glancing up, she observed Blitz and Barbie arguing, while Ragtag leaned against the wall, awaiting further instructions.

Blitz: "You're clean now, right? Let's grab dinner, we'll catch up, and we'll talk about-"

Blitz began, but Barbie interrupted with a burst of laughter.

Barbie Wire: "Hehehehe!"

Barbie cackled, turning to face Blitz.

Barbie Wire: "You don't fucking GET IT!"

She jabbed a finger at Blitz, her glare searing with intensity.

Barbie Wire: "Just because I'm out of rehab doesn't mean I want to see you!"

Barbie's anger simmered with each passing moment, her desire to distance herself from Blitz intensifying. She reached for her Asmodean crystal, the key to her escape from Earth, poised to open a portal. However, her attention was diverted by Ragtag's presence out of the corner of her eye, eliciting a wicked smile from her lips.

Barbie Wire: "Hey Raggy Taggy~"

She purred.

At the mention of his name, Ragtag sprang to attention.

Barbie Wire: "Would you kindly kill this son of a bitch?"

Barbie pointed at Blitz, who recoiled in shock. Ragtag licked his lips, a twisted grin spreading across his face, as he menacingly advanced towards Blitz, knives at the ready.

In that instant, the boss experienced  true fear, though he fought to conceal it. He was unsure if he could overcome Ragtag alone, he cast about frantically for anything that might help him. Meanwhile, Moxxie remained knocked out somewhere nearby, while Millie struggled to stand, clearly unfit for battle in her current state.

Before he could contemplate his next move, Ragtag lunged at him, gripping his knife tightly with both hands as he aimed to plunge it into Blitz's chest. Blitz fought desperately to resist, but with each passing second, the blade inched closer and closer towards his chest.

Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead as he stared into Ragtag's eyes, his own widening in terror at the madness reflected there. It was clear Ragtag's sole intent was to kill him, leaving Blitz uncertain whether this murderous rage stemmed from the influence of Barbie's charm or if Ben truly harbored a desire to end his life. Meanwhile, Barbie stood by, a silent observer, awaiting his inevitable demise.

With his life hanging on the line, Blitz grasped at his last sliver of hope. Recalling countless scenes from movies where reasoning prevailed even in the face of certain death, he attempted to reason with Ragtag, clinging to the faint possibility of averting his otherwise inevitable demise.

Blitz pleaded desperately.

Blitz: "Ben, please! I know you're still in there somewhere. Fight whatever's making you want to kill us just to... just to..."

His voice cracked with frustration and desperation, unable to finish his sentence.

Blitz: "TO FUCK MY SISTER!!"

Blitz's words hung heavy in the air, his confession ringing out in a raw echo that filled the tense silence.

The revelation causing Millie to recoil in disgust while Barbie blushed furiously, taken aback by the unexpected revelation.

Ragtag's eyes widened in shock, his grip on the knife slackening as Blitz's words pierced through the haze of rage clouding his mind.

Ragtag: "B-blitz?"

Ragtag stammered, his voice trembling with uncertainty.

Blitz: "Yes, it's me, kid! Now please, stop!"

Blitz implored, relief flooding his features as Ragtag released the knife, collapsing against Blitz's chest without inflicting any harm.

As Ragtag rose to his feet, Blitz cautiously backed away, wary of any sudden movements.

Barbie Wire: "Uhh, what's going on?"

Barbie interjected, her confusion evident.

Ragtag clutched his head, as if wrestling with his own conflicting instincts.

Ragtag : "A hero never..."

He muttered, shaking his head as he adopted a defiant stance.

Ragtag: "Never hurt people, especially his friends!"

Barbie's eyes widened in astonishment as Ragtag managed to break through her hypnotic charm. Millie, overcome with relief at Ben's return to his senses, clapped her hands happily, quickly forgiving him for the near-death experience. Meanwhile, Blitz wiped the sweat from his forehead, letting out a sigh of relief.

Chuckling weakly, Blitz attempted to lighten the mood.

Blitz: "Kid, for a moment there, you had me almost praying to God, and I'm a demon!"

He remarked, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Ragtag chuckled sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.

Ragtag: "Sorry about that, this is the second time I've attacked people while being hypnotized, aside from Rath. Turning into aliens is one thing, but imps? That's a whole different ballgame"

He then slammed the watch on his chest, transforming back into Ben.

Barbie's eyes widened in shock, her confusion evident.

Barbie Wire: "What? But how?!"

She exclaimed, her eyebrows shooting up in disbelief.

Barbie Wire: "You were just an imp a couple of seconds ago! Is that a human disguise? I thought I was the only imp with one!"

Ben smirked confidently as he responded.

Ben: "Oh, I can be more than just a human, as long as it's not an imp again. I've had enough of that"

Barbie Wire furrowed her brow in confusion at his cryptic remark, but before she could dwell on it further, Blitz approached her with a calm demeanor.

Blitz: "So, can we talk now?"

He asked politely.

However, Barbie simply hissed at him before conjuring a portal similar to the one the Imp Dealer created. With a swift motion, she hopped through to the other side, peeking her head back through.

Barbie Wire: "What do you say, Ragtag? Why don't you ditch those losers and stay with me? With your strength and my help, we could do so much!"

She offered, her cheeks tinted with a blush.

Ben simply smirked before raising his finger and wiggling it playfully.

Ben: "Nu uh"

Her smile faltered as the portal closed behind her.

Time Skip:

After the tumultuous mission at the camp, everyone returned to Hell. Now, the next day, Blitz held a meeting with Millie and Moxxie, both back in their regular clothes, while Loona snoozed in her chair.

Blitz: "Gonna be honest, Moxxie-"

Blitz started, taking a sip of his morning coffee from his favorite mug before flashing a smile at Moxxie.

Blitz: "Not too bad for your first solo mission"

Moxxie was taken aback by his boss's praise, gasping deeply before his expression transformed into one of pure delight. His eyes widened with adoration, dimples forming as stars seemed to sparkle around him.

Moxxie: "Reeeeeally, Sir?"

He exclaimed happily.

However, Blitz's smile quickly faded, replaced by a look of disappointment and irritation. He shook his head, his tone turning harsh as he spoke to Moxxie.

Blitz: "Nooo, no, not really. You're a fucking disgrace"

He declared bluntly, his words cutting through the air with a harsh truthfulness.

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