Eden woke up in his small apartment startled. He had just had a very vivid dream, one in which Earth was under attack by aliens, which was kind of a joke nowadays. Sure aliens existed but there was the Plumber's Peace Keeping Force, not to mention no alien related crisis had gone down in almost half a decade. But the dream just seemed so realistic, he just had a paranoid feeling that something was going to happen this morning. He went into the other room after he changed so he could make some breakfast, but something stopped him, a high-tech box sat on his table. This thing was definitely not of earthly origin and curiosity getting the better of him, he decided to examine it. Upon approaching it the box asked for identification. Again a bit startled Eden managed to spit out his name coherently, the box then scanned his face and a short audio message played. "Eden Merrick, it is now your time to wield the watch. If you open this package your life will no longer be the same." Eden didn't catch the obvious hint as to the box's contents and chose to open the box ready for something to switch up the mundane life he had been living.

Eden pushed the panel on the top of the box, the panel divided in two and slowly opened, and from the box a watched jumped and attached itself to his wrist. Once again Eden was startled and had fallen back on the floor, but he immediately knew what it was and could not believe what he had gotten himself into. He was now the owner of the Omnitrix, but why he wondered, what had happened to Ben 10. A new recording played from the watch this time, "You must report to these coordinates immediately, time is of the essence young one." With everything happening so fast Eden kept up the pace and rushed out the door to the coordinates, while doing so he naturally started to tinker with the watch.

Breznuth looked out over the city he was currently in. He had no idea where he was as he had just climbed on to this truck that he found himself on and rode it wherever it went. Getting around nowadays was a lot easier than it used to be as automobiles went a lot faster than the ones they had a few hundred years ago when he first came to earth. Breznuth looked over the spells on his SpellOS for the millionth time just to see all the knowledge he had gained over the past few centuries. As he looked at his wonderful amass of knowledge his SpellOS shorted out then rebooted with a message reading out coordinates then simply saying "time is of the essence" his SpellOS then shorted out once more and rebooted to its normal format with all his recorded spells back where they belong.

Breznuth didn't know what to make of the message as it seemed particularly shady and hacking into his SpellOS must have been quite a task as it had little to no uplinks to anywhere but non the less Breznuth decided that if someone went through the trouble of getting him that message he might as well meet them. Breznuth leapt down off of the truck at a red light and began running for the coordinates which luckily wasn't too far away from his current position.

Axle's white hair rustles from under his motorcycle helmet as he speeds down a highway. He was taking down a gang and their leader, the coward he is, is trying to evade Axle in an armored car. Axle soon catches up to him, then passes him, Axle moves into the cowards lane, turns around, and puts the cycle in a type of autopilot. Axle then readies himself, and he jumps.

Axle lands on the car in a standing position, which puts him off balance, but he recovers. He then stomps the window, not shuddering it but just making it nigh impossible to see. That starts making the coward swerve. The highway is now bridging over a bay. The car swerves to the left lane then the right, then for some ungodly reason the coward makes a hard right. This gives Axle only seconds to respond, and in those seconds Axle runs up to the roof of the car and jump towards his motorcycle. He lands on the seat on his stomach, he turns around and slows down the motorcycle, to a stop, right next to the hole in the cement barrier. He looks over, and sees the top of the armored car, he takes his last grenade from his belt and drops it. He then drives of back to his home.

He camouflage his bike with a light bending device he picked up as away to assassinate but it short circuits when moving to fast. He enters his apartment building a head to the roof, to watch the sun rise. He sits on a lawn chair he placed up there not to long ago with a beach umbrella. He watches the sun rise, but once it 3/4 up he gets a message on his phone. 'Time is of the essence' followed by coordinates, Axle sighs 'Aint no rest for the wicked' he thinks as he walks back to his cycle. He drives across town to the coordinates.