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The air inside the mountain base ignited with rage — not magic, not science, but raw, elemental fury.
Ben Tennyson was no longer the frightened boy watching his world collapse.
He was Four Arms.
A towering titan of vengeance.
And he screamed.
The roar tore through the bunker like a shockwave, shaking steel and stone, a howl so deep it seemed to come from the earth itself. Then — BOOM! — the reinforced doorframe shattered as he launched himself forward, a red comet powered by heartbreak.
His eyes — burning emerald — locked onto a single target: Loki.
The God of Mischief turned, smug satisfaction still lingering on his lips from Max's death. He saw the blur, red and massive, bearing down on him like a meteor. The smirk faltered.
Just a flicker.
But enough.
Loki raised his hands — a barrier of divine energy flared into existence — but it was too slow.
Too thin.
Too mortal.
Ben crashed into it like a freight train. The shield exploded, sending black sparks skittering through the air. The force of impact cracked the floor beneath Loki's boots. He reeled — but Ben didn't stop.
With one hand the size of a dinner plate, Ben clamped onto Loki's wrist, twisting with monstrous strength. The Asgardian gasped, his bones groaning under the pressure.
Then — SNAP! — Ben ripped the glowing scepter from Loki's grasp like it was nothing more than a twig.
And he struck.
The weapon screamed through the air, slamming into Loki's jaw with a sickening CRACK.
Once.
Twice.
A third time — blood sprayed, teeth shattered. The proud god's head snapped to the side, and he staggered, dazed, disoriented. Ben's fists rained down with no rhythm, no mercy.
Left. Right. Left, left — RIGHT!
Four limbs, six knuckles per hand, a storm of violence.
Loki was flung across the chamber.
Ben chased him down, caught him midair, and slammed him into the wall — then the floor. Again. Again. The Omnitrix warrior didn't speak. He didn't yell.
He destroyed.
The god cried out, not from pain — but from shock.
This isn't possible, he tried to process.
But the fists didn't care.
Ben pinned Loki down, two arms holding the god in place, the other two hammering him like pistons. The walls rattled with every strike. Dust fell from the ceiling like rain. Loki's divine features were now unrecognizable, bruised and bloodied, stripped of pride, of power.
The Mighty Loki… whimpering beneath the fists of a boy.
Then —
BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!
The Omnitrix flared red, warning of imminent deactivation. In a flash of blinding green light, Four Arms vanished — and Ben collapsed to his knees.
Just a boy again.
Panting.
Shaking.
Hands trembling as he stared at them.
They were so small now. And yet, they had just done… that.
Across the room, Loki groaned, pushing himself up with shaking arms. His cheek was split. Blood poured from his nose. One eye was swollen shut.
He stared at the boy.
Not with fury.
With understanding.
And fear.
"I see it now…" he rasped, blood dripping down his chin. "I see it. The Omnitrix. You… you have it. That old fool — that fossil — he hid it here, of all places. In this… dirty little hole of a mountain."
His gaze hardened. "And now that I know where it is… I'll kill you, take it, and become a god twice over."
He stepped forward — then paused.
Something in his bruised ribs made him wince.
A phantom ache of defeat.
"…But you're lucky, boy," Loki hissed. "I've spilled enough blood today."
He straightened, brushing dust from his cloak with trembling fingers. "Join me. I will spare the rest of your pathetic family. You've seen a glimpse of what we could be — you and I. The power you tasted? Imagine it without limit. Imagine… what we could become."
Ben looked up. His face was pale. His breathing ragged.
But his eyes — those green Tennyson eyes — burned with new fire.
He looked to the lifeless form of Grandpa Max.
And then back at Loki.
"…Join you?"
His fists clenched.
"Never. Not in a million lifetimes."
Loki's face darkened.
He advanced, slower now.
More deliberate.
"Little… little… LITTLE," he sneered, voice dropping to a whisper. "You think you're better than me? You're not. Everyone hides a monster inside. I just choose not to lie about mine.
And you? After what you just did to me — that was your truth. That was the real you. Don't deny it. Embrace it."
He reached for Ben, fingers like talons.
Then — BOOM!
A wave of blazing pink energy exploded across the room.
"GET AWAY FROM MY COUSIN, MONSTER!"
Gwen Tennyson emerged from a side tunnel, hands outstretched, her eyes glowing with raw, unnatural light — Anodite energy.
The blast hurled Loki across the floor, smashing him into a metal beam. He rolled, dazed, blinking at the pink haze in the air.
Ben turned in disbelief. "Gwen…?"
She didn't answer. Her eyes glowed like twin suns, hair lifted by an invisible wind.
Loki spat blood, coughing, rising to one knee.
His expression had changed again — not rage.
But curiosity.
"…Very interesting," he muttered. "A descendant of the Anodites, are we?
No wonder this family is such a thorn."
He grinned, cracked lips stretching. "A nest of surprises, indeed…"
Behind him, Hawkeye stirred, dazed and hollow-eyed, the mind control still flickering in his pupils.
The air grew louder — an unmistakable roar.
The Quinjet was here.
Loki stood tall, cracked scepter in hand. "Clint — your weapon."
The archer retrieved it and staggered beside him. Loki gave Ben and Gwen one last glance — cold, calculating, amused.
"My dear children… that's enough for today. But rest assured, this isn't over.
No, no. This is merely a farewell."
He raised the Tesseract.
In a flash of light, Loki and Hawkeye vanished, the space they occupied crackling as if reality itself was scorched.
The Quinjet touched down.
The ramp hissed open.
Black boots hit the floor.
Nick Fury emerged, his single eye like a blade.
At his side, Captain America scanned the destruction.
Their gazes landed on Ben.
On Gwen.
On the Omnitrix.
And on the body of Max Tennyson, lying still amidst the ruins.
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