How it Happened

The Capture: Gwen bolted up in her bed, screaming bloody murder. She gasped for air as she looked around. It was the nightmare again. She'd been having them for years ever since...no. It was over. She didn't want to think about that horrible event ever again. The alarm clock read 1:12, and since she wasn't going to be falling asleep any time soon, she figured she might as well get up. She looked over at her computer and sat down, pulling up her virtual diary. Whenever she had extra time, or she wanted to say something she would put it in her diary. It was like her best friend. She hadn't written anything about...that night...so she figured writting it down would help her get it off her chest. Maybe stop these terrible nightmares she had been having. So she started typing. "About 7 years ago..."

Gwen leaned back in her chair outside the Rustbucket. She was almost asleep when she was suddenly drenched in ice cold water. She look up and saw her cousin Ben cackling on the roof of the RV. "Damnit Ben!" She got up out of the chair and jumped onto the roof after him. "You can't get away from me!" She shouted. "Oh yeah?" He replied. He twisted the Omnitrix on his wrist and slammed down the button. A second later, he was seven feet tall, red, and had two extra appendages. "Four Arms? Serioiusly? Oh well. Better than nothing." He kept on running with Gwen still behind. Soon, their grandfather came out of the Rustbucket with a pot full of...something. "Kids! Dinnertime!" Ben and Gwen stopped in their tracks. "Uh...coming grandpa!" Gwen called back. They got back to the RV, and Ben was ready to get a stupid lecture about using the watch for fun again, but what his grandfather said surprised him. "Oh good Ben. As long as you're Four Arms would you mind getting some wood for a campfire? It'll be dark soon." "Sure grandpa!" Ben replied. Gwen gave him a glare. She knew he would have jumped off a cliff rather than eaten whatever grandpa Max had made.

Ben had quite a bit of wood tucked under his arms when the watch timed out and the logs tumbled to the ground. "Aww man! Now I gotta get this to the RV myself!" "It's a good thing I came then isn't it?" Gwen's voice startled Ben, and he dropped the logs he had managed to pick up again. "Here." She mumbled a few words and two long purple hands extended from her own to gather up the logs. Ben put his hands in his pockets and followed behind her. After only going a few feet however, the ground gave way beneath Gwen, and she plummeted into a pit, the logs falling with her. She could have easily gotten out, had one of the logs not cracked her on the head on the way down. "Oh man! Gwen! Hang on!" The watch was still timed out. Ben couldn't go hero! "I'll be back Gwen! I'm going to get grandpa Max!" But Ben didn't get to far before his foot got caught in a trap, and he was soon hanging upside down. Two tall men walked out from behind some trees. One lept into the pit with Gwen while the other walked up to Ben. He reached up and stroked Ben's cheek, but Ben slapped his hand away. "Leave us alone you freak!" The man reached into his pocket and withdrew a syringe filled with a clear fluid. Before Ben could stop him, the fluid had been injected into his neck. Soon, Ben lost conciousness, and his arms hung limp below him.

There will be some...action...in the next chapter!