Author's note: hey everyone, FireSlash here and welcome to an impulse fic I'm writing. I've actually had this story idea for a while, but never found the energy to write it, well now it's here. There are three things you should know about this story

1) Unlike my other fics, I will not update this based on a schedule. For the others, I try to get a chapter out about once every two weeks when I'm able to, but for this one, I'll only update when I feel like it. Sorry :-(.

2) I made Lincoln closer to age with Lynn, them being nine months apart? Why? Because I feel Lincoln being a teen will benefit the story. Also regarding Lynn, I also made them super close with one another. Lynn's a character who has a lot of potential, yet is never able to reach that potential on the show. I'm also kinda tired of fanfics making her the bad guy, so I decided to do the opposite. They will butt heads occasionally, but that's just family.

3) The aliens will not be from only one run of Ben 10, but from all of them. Expect to see some of the original aliens as well as some from Alien Force, Ultimate Alien, and Omniverse. Speaking of which, while most author's on this crossover section seem to have the original's plot as the first/main plot of their stories (for good reasons), I'm going to start off with Alien Force's plot with some of the original series's adventures sprinkled into it. Afterwards, I'll be using a plot from one of the other Ben 10 shows before using the original.

4) As for shippings, I'm taking suggestions from you guys as to what you want to see. I'd honed prefer pairing Lincoln with one of the girls he took to the Sadie Hawks dance, but I'm more interested to see what you guys want. However, if a Loudcest pair wins, expect the story to take an extremely dark turn due to the seriousness of incest. While I personally am not a fan of incest, I am willing to write it as practice for when I have to write about a similarly dark topic in the future. I do want to be a novelist in the future, and that'll involve me diving into such topics.

Well, review and enjoy :-)

0000

It was midnight in Royal Woods, Michigan. With nearly the entire town asleep, this was the perfect time for criminals to run rampant.

"Which is why I'm awake. To prevent the greedy from having their way."

Speaking of criminals, a black van had just pulled up in front of the town's local bank, five armed men quickly exiting the vehicle once it was parked. Wearing black clothing and ski-masks to conceal their identities, one of the men placed some sort of circular gadget on the center of the bank's main entrance while the rest backed up a bit. Once the machine was firmly set, the man then ran back towards his allies before pulling out another gadget, this one looking like a remote.

"Ya ready for this men?" The man with the remote asked his allies.

"Damn right I am!" One of the other crooks responded before letting out a small crackle. "I can't wait for the BOOM!"

"So it's a bomb. I guess now's a good time to intervene. You guys ready for this?"

Now, if the men had payed more attention to their surroundings, they may have noticed an thirteen year boy standing on the roof of a nearby building, though it was highly unlikely they would have either way. The boy was a light skinned individual with white hair. Standing at about five feet, his clothing consisted of an orange short sleeved shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers. Lastly, a green watch was on his right wrist. However, this wasn't any ordinary watch. Instead of telling the time, an hourglass shape occupied the watch's face. There was also no dial on the trinket, a green button taking its place. Lastly, unlike the watch's button and face which had a green color to them, it's strap was grey.

Keeping a close eye on the criminals, the boy pressed the small button on his watch, causing its face to pop up. Next, after taking a deep breath in, the boy ran towards the ledge of the building as he turned the watch's face as if it was a combination lock, not losing momentum the closer he got.

"What you're about to see will blow your minds…"

Upon reaching the ledge, he then leaped off the building. As he briefly hovered in the air before gravity kicked in, the boy pressed the watch's face, causing him to be temporarily shrouded in green light. When the light dispersed, the boy was revealed to have transformed into a totally different creature. The small boy was now a six foot hulking, broad-shouldered creature covered in what appeared to be natural, yellow armor plating on his back, shoulders, and the backs of his arms. His inner body was mostly white, though the top of his head was mostly black. Finally, he had claws on his fingers and the same hourglass symbol on his watch attached to his head.

As he was about to hit the ground, the boy curled up into a ball, causing him to bounce off it harmlessly before he swiftly rolled towards the criminals who have yet to notice his presence.

"Pretty cool huh? Well you haven't seen anything yet."

"Alrighty," the robber with the remote said as his thumb edged closer to the large red button on its center. "We're about to get rich in three, two, one…wait? Do you guys hear that?"

Turning his head towards his left, the man suddenly had the urge to let out a high pitched scream in fear. However, before he even got the chance to do so, the creature plowed into him, which not only sent the man flying into a building, but also caused him to drop his remote as well. Uncurling from his ball form, the creature then grabbed the remote from the floor and crushed it effortlessly with his bare hands.

"Oh shit! It's one of them!" One of the crooks shouted with fear, emphasizing the word 'them' as he pointed to the hourglass symbol on the creature. "What was this one's name again? Cannonball? Rolling Bolt?"

"Ok, first off, language! Secondly, come on you guys, my name's not that hard to remember," the creature sulked. "My name is Cannonbolt. Say it with me, Can-non-bolt! Now, if you would politely put away your guns, I promise to make your arrest as painless as possible. Sounds like a deal?"

"Let's think about it," one of the robbers replied, only to laugh a second later as he and his fellow thieves pointed their guns at Cannonbolt. "Not a chance."

"Oh well, I tried to be reasonable with you guys, so don't complain if I rough you up too much." With that, Cannonbolt curled up into a ball again as the men started shooting at him. However, due to his natural armor, the bullets had no effect on him as he rolled towards the remaining criminals. Only one of them was able to avoid the incoming attack as the rest of his allies took the attack head on, flying over twenty feet away from their original positions after getting hit by the large sentinel ball. Uncurling himself again, Cannonbolt began looking around for the last robber, only to find him a second later pointing a gun at the creature's back.

"S-stay back! I'm w-warning you!" The man told Cannonbolt as he continued to keep his gun on his target, prepared to fire at the slightest sign of movement. Unfortunately, Cannonbolt just laughed the threat off.

"You know, it doesn't take a genius to realize I'm bulletproof," Cannonbolt said. "It should've been quite obvious when I plowed through your friends WHILE they shot at me. Oh well, let's just finish this."

Before the final man could even react, Cannonbolt swung his arm at him, knocking the robber out. Hearing police sirens in the distance, Cannonbolt knew it was time for him to leave.

"Alright, all that's left is to remove this," the creature said before ripping the mechanical device off its resting location. However, after doing so, the symbol on his head began to flash red, causing the hero to panic a little. Curling back into a ball, Cannonbolt rolled as quickly as he could towards a nearby alleyway. Disappearing into the shadows, the alleyway briefly flashed green before the young boy who had transformed into Cannonbolt exited the area.

"Whew, that was a close one," the boy said, wiping some sweat from his forehead. Looking at where the unconscious criminals were, He was glad to see the cops had already arrived and were preparing to arrest them. Since he was no longer needed here, the young boy immediately began walking away from the scene. After feeling that he was far enough from the crime scene, he then began focusing his general attention to his right, making it seem as if he was speaking to a camera.

"Hey there. My name's Lincoln, Lincoln Loud," the boy greeted. "Now, I know what you're thinking, 'how the hell did that boy transform into an alien? Is he really human?' Well, to answer your questions, first off, I'm just an ordinary person. The reason I was able to transform into Cannonbolt was because of this bad boy."

Flashing the watch towards the 'audience,' Lincoln continued his explanation. "This here allows me to transform into one of nine different aliens. Well, it's supposed to be ten, but I don't have access to one of them for some reason. Either way, this is freaking amazing, right? If you think that's cool, wait until I tell you about how I got it…"

0000

*Four days ago*

In outer space, everything was quiet. Well, it was until what appeared to be a portal formed right next to the Earth, two spacecrafts flying out of it. The first one was a small blue ship which seemed to be built for speed. Chasing it was the second ship, a large red one built primarily for power. Currently, the two spacecrafts were in the middle of an intense fight, both firing lasers at one another.

Inside the larger of the ships, the captain of the vessel, a large humanoid creature with green skin and a face which resembled an octopus watched the scene with a hungry expression.

"Sir Vilgax," a red humanoid robot said, bowing to his master. "Though we have sustained some rather heavy damage, we are pleased to announce that victory will be obtained soon."

"Good," Vilgax responded, satisfied with the news. "I won't let the Omnitrix get away from me again."

Eventually, the larger ship managed to get a good hit on the smaller one, causing it to start combusting in flames. However, the smaller spacecraft wasn't out of the picture yet. As a last resort, the ship launched a small pod towards Earth before firing a huge laser at the larger ship. Unfortunately, the blast managed to hit a weak spot of the ship that so happened to be conveniently located near the captain's chambers, causing the area to explode.

"GAH!" Vilgax screamed in agony as he was caught in the explosion. As a form of retaliation, Vilgax's ship began charging up energy before releasing a enormous blast at the enemy, splitting the opponent's ship in half.

Seeing as they were no longer in combat, several of Vilgax's crew members, all of them red androids, began searching for their master. When they found him, their leader was barely alive, most of his skin having been burnt off from the explosion. In addition, a good chunk of his left side, including his left leg, no longer existed. It was amazing that he was still even conscious.

As he was carried off by his servants, only one thought was going through Vilgax's mind.

"I will get the Omnitrix if it's the last thing I do."

0000

Meanwhile, in Royal Woods Michigan, Lincoln had just exited his house covered in what looked to be dirt. Behind him, one could hear the sounds of what appeared to be nine girls fighting over something. Letting out a sigh of frustration, Lincoln began walking away from his home as an attempt to get some peace and quiet.

"Welcome to the Loud House, where as the name suggests, is a place where quietness doesn't exist," Lincoln said, acting as if there were an audience listening to him. "In the house resides my family, which consists of my mom, dad, and ten sisters. Don't get me wrong, I love them all dearly and I wouldn't trade them for the world, but sometimes a boy needs some time to himself. Will they notice I'm gone? Meh, I doubt it. It'll take them two hours to stop arguing and another hour to realize I'm gone as they resume their daily activities. By then, I should be back."

Eventually ending his little explanation, Lincoln continued walking through the neighborhood of royal woods before arriving at his destination, Grand Venture State Park. The park was a public facility where individuals could get away from their regular lives and enjoy several activities such as hiking, swimming, and camping.

Upon entering the park, Lincoln made his way towards the woods. Eventually venturing deep enough where he wouldn't be disturbed, the boy sat under a tree before whipping out a comic book from his pocket, the latest issue of 'Ace Savvy.' It didn't take long for the boy to become engrossed by the book, causing him to lose track of time. As he finished the book, he noticed it was sunset.

"Yikes! I've been out here longer than I should. I should go home now," Lincoln said before standing up from his resting location. However, fate had other plans as the boy saw something from the corner of his eye. Appearing above the sun was what looked to be a shooting star.

"Wow…wait? Aren't shooting stars only supposed to last for a second?" Lincoln asked as he continued to observe the shooting star. If he didn't know better, he'd say it was heading straight towards him…oh wait! It actually was!

"Gah! I've gotta get out of here," Lincoln said as he ran away from the object. Looking back, Lincoln screamed in horror as the asteroid continued to follow him, as if it had honed onto the boy. Eventually, the object crashed into the floor behind Lincoln, dazing the boy as he was flung several feet away. Recovering from the pain, Lincoln looked back towards the area the asteroid landed, surprised to see a large crater. Edging closer, Lincoln noticed that there appeared to be some sort of round object in its center. With curiosity consuming him, the young boy grabbed a nearby tree branch and slid down the crater. Walking towards the object, Lincoln gently tapped it with his branch, flinching when it opened.

"Freaky," the boy muttered under his breath as he peered inside the now opened circular object. Glancing inside it, he was surprised to see that inside it was what seemed to be a watch. "Really? A watch? What's this doing in here?"

After poking the watch a few times with his branch, Lincoln put his hand inside the case in order to grab the object. To him, it seemed safe seeing as if the watch was dangerous, it would have done something to his weapon of choice by now. However, what happened next completely flushed that theory down the drain. Upon touching it, the watch leaped out and wrapped itself onto Lincoln's right wrist. Staring at the watch with intense curiosity, the boy then reacted the way any ordinary person would when a seemingly sentinel watch latched onto them, he began screaming while running in circles.

"Ah! Get it off! Get it off!" The boy screamed as he attempted to detach the watch from his wrist by pulling at it. As hard as he tried, he couldn't remove the darn thing for it was stuck to him. He then attempted to use his branch as some sort of wedge, only for it to snap into two. Lastly, he tried using his teeth to rip it off, but that also achieved nothing.

"Well it's official, the watch isn't coming off anytime soon," Lincoln said in defeat as he began leaving the area. The last thing he wanted was to be caught near an artifact from outer space. As he continued to walk, he began playing with his watch, curious of its purpose. After all, it not only didn't tell time, but it seemingly fell from space. "Whatever this thing is, it's certainly strange."

After spending a few minutes tinkering with it, the boy had managed to push the button under the watch's face, causing it to spring upwards. Looking at the face, Lincoln noticed that the watch now had something displayed other than an hourglass shape. In the center of the hourglass was a black silhouette of a plant looking humanoid creature who had spikes all over its head and shoulders.

"Should I press it?" Lincoln asked himself, pretending as he were talking to an audience. The watch reminded him of a child's toy, one where parts of it popped up so the child could push them down again. There were no other buttons either, so it looks like the only thing left for him to do was push the face back down. Seeing as there was no audience present (and if there was one, they'd have no way of answering), Lincoln realized he was on his own.

After taking some time to think, Lincoln decided that it would be best to push the watch's face. He might as well understand what it does if it was going to stay on his arm forever.

"Alright, here goes nothing." Taking a deep breath in, Lincoln gently pushed the face down. Upon doing so, Lincoln was immediately engulfed in a bright green light as the sun officially went below the horizon.

0000

Back in space, despite having suffered some heavy blows in the crossfire, the large red ship was still in tact. Currently, several of the red androids were outside, repairing all the damages the ship had suffered. As for Vilgax, he was inside a tube of what seemed to some sort of orange liquid, still alive. Smaller insect looking creatures were in the tube as well, helping the alien's regenerating abilities in restoring him back to his original glorious self. All in all, it was safe to say Vilgax was quite pissed, especially since he didn't even have the Omnitrix.

"Lord Vilgax, according to our readings, the Omnitrix has landed on the planet known as Earth. We know where it is, for now. However, our readings also detected that it has been activated as well. What are your orders?"

"I've searched so long for the most powerful weapon, only for some lowlife to try and take it for themselves…" Vilgax growled. It seems today just wasn't his day. "NO MATTER! Send a drone to take care of it."

"As you wish," the robot said before making its way to the ship's compartment where all the drones were kept. With a press of a few buttons, he launched one to Earth, not wanting his master to be further upset.

Watching the drone fly to Earth from his tube, Vilgax managed to muster up a smile. "There's no way a simple human can operate the Omnitrix effectively, their minds are too feeble. It is as good as mine."

0000

"AHHH! What's going on!" Lincoln shouted as he once again ran in circles. When Vilgax said human minds were fragile, he wasn't kidding. After the green light went away, Lincoln found himself inhabiting a body similar to the one on the watch's face. Currently, his body was that of a seven foot plant-like humanoid with a green and black colored body. In addition to these features, his head looked like a flame while his feet appeared to be roots. On his shoulders and head were red petals. Lastly, his elbows and legs have green frills sticking out of them.

After realizing what happened to him, Lincoln did what most sensible thirteen year olds would do in his situation, he began panicking. Doing so for quite awhile, Lincoln eventually stopped before looking at his plant like hands in disbelief, still unable to comprehend his situation. "Am I going to be stuck like this forever? What even am I?"

All Lincoln could do right now was stare at his hands. Too many things were flowing through his mind to even think about moving. He was feeling scared, nervous, nauseous from the horrendous smell his new body was producing, and most of all, he was fascinated by the watch which attached itself to him. Never did he think something like this actually existed.

However, if today wasn't strange enough for the young boy already, things were about to get stranger. As Lincoln began focusing on his hands, two fireballs emerged from his palms, flickering in place.

"No way…" Lincoln said to himself as he looked at the flames, the shock having left his body after he had his little panic session. "I can create fire?! Sweet!"

Looking at the lake close by to his hiding spot, the boy smiled. He was going to try something that hopefully wouldn't backfire. Pointing his palms towards the lake, Lincoln began concentrating, seeing if he could shoot these fireballs. It turns out he could, for after using up most of his concentration, the balls of fire flew towards the lake, making a small explosion. "And it seems I can shoot them too."

Lincoln was about to prepare another fireball when he saw something in the sky. It seemed to be another meteorite, one larger than the one which contained the alien watch. Thankfully, it didn't seem to be heading straight towards Lincoln, but instead choosing to land on the other side of the lake. Glancing at the area of impact, Lincoln was conflicted. A part of him wanted to go check it out. Truth be told, it could be another artifact from space, but the boy knew it could be something else entirely. It could even be a someone. If the watch exists, then it was easily created by someone out of this world. The idea of aliens actually existing now didn't seem so fictional to Lincoln anymore…

Eventually, Lincoln made up his mind. He was going to go after the object. Maybe, just maybe, if it was another creature, it could be looking for peace? It was certainly a possibility and to be quite frank, leaving the thing to fend for itself didn't seem like a wise idea, especially if it was dangerous. Lighting up another fireball, Lincoln began running towards the crater, bracing himself for whatever was to come.

0000

When the pod finally landed on Earth, it wasted no time, immediately turning into it's true form. The pod was actually the drone, being forty feet tall. It had three legs and two arms, adopting a more humanoid appearance, somewhat. Stretching out its arms, two more droids emerged from the tops of its forearms. Unlike its brethren, these had more of a stereotypical UFO appearance while also having four crab like legs. In addition, their cylinder heads popped out as well, allowing them to see.

Standing still for a few seconds, the little robots began flying around the forest in search of the Omnitrix, all while the larger robot began walking out of the forest, wanting to branch out as much as it could.

0000

"I think I'm almost there," Lincoln said to himself. The boy had finally made his way around the lake and was now on the other side. Sadly, he would never get to his destination, for as Lincoln got closer to it, he began hearing mechanical noises.

"Sounds like one of Lisa's lost experiments," the boy remarked. Despite being a toddler, Lisa was an accomplished scientist, having won multiple Nobel Peace prizes in the short time she's been alive. How she was so smart, Lincoln didn't know. What he did know was that the noises were getting louder. Preparing two fireballs, the white haired boy braced himself for combat as one of the smaller drones began floating near him.

"Uh, you guys peaceful?" Lincoln asked, hoping that he really didn't have to fight right now. Though he can shoot fire, he lacked experience in using his new body. Sadly, it seemed he would have to as the robot began hissing and beeping upon noticing the watch's symbol plastered on Lincoln's chest.

"Dang it, looks like I was wrong," Lincoln stated as the machine began charging at him. Thankfully, it seemed this body was more agile than his old one, allowing him to avoid being struck by one of the robot's legs. Realizing it didn't hit its target, the droid tried to strike at Lincoln again, only to be pushed back by a powerful fireball.

"Ok, my life is in danger, but this is so cool!" The boy quipped as he continued to bombard the droid with fireballs. However, the droid didn't seem to be too damaged, as if it was resistant to heat. As such, Lincoln decided to change tactics.

"To hot for you? Well, this'll feel better. Take this!" Running towards the droid while cringing at his terrible pun, Lincoln threw a right hook at the robot. Much to his surprise, his fist went right through the machine, causing it to blow up. Not only that, but the small explosion didn't even phase the boy.

Looking at the now destroyed droid, Lincoln couldn't help but marvel at his work. "First you have the ability to shoot fire and now you have super strength? This body is just too amazing! What else can you do?"

Lincoln was about to get his answer as the second droid began flying towards him, having sensed the fight going on. Unfortunately, Lincoln didn't catch on quickly enough, for when he eventually turned around, the robot was raising one of its appendages, ready to kill Lincoln. Instinctively, he put his left arm up to block the blow while closing his eyes. He was fearing the worst, especially after hearing a loud slashing noise. When he reopened his eyes, he noticed his left arm on the ground, having been cut off by the droid. Normally, Lincoln would freak out, just like he did when he secretly saw that R rated horror movie behind his parents backs. But surprisingly, there was no blood to be found. Not only that, he wasn't in pain, just uncomfortable that he was now missing a limb.

"My arm!" Lincoln shouted. While he wasn't exactly panicking, he was still afraid. His arm was chopped off for crying out loud. Well, at least it was until a vine shot out of it and attached itself to the area Lincoln's arm used to be. Eventually securing itself, the vine quickly pulled the arm back to its resting place before stitching it back together. In less than a second, the arm was as good as new. "Regeneration abilities? I think I'm in love!"

Having regained control of his arm, Lincoln stared down the droid as it prepared to shoot some sort of laser beam out of its eye. "Try it again, I dare you."

The droid, glad to grant Lincoln his wish, shot the boy through his chest, right where his heart should be. Sadly, all it did was make a large crater in his body without damaging him at all.

"Hehe, that ticked," Lincoln taunted as his chest began regenerating. The droid was preparing to shoot another laser, only for Lincoln to sock it with another fireball. Like what he did with the other droid, he used his fireballs to temporarily stun the machine, only to ram it with a powerful fist before it could recover. Thankfully, it seemed this strategy was effective, at least against these robots as Lincoln was able to claim his second victory.

"Heh, I'm pretty good at this if I do say so myself," Lincoln boasted to himself. He was about to do his victory dance when the symbol began flashing red while beeping. Eventually, his entire body was engulfed in a red light, revealing the sight of Lincoln in his old body once it disappeared.

"Hey! I'm me again!" Lincoln shouted with glee. While it was fun being a fire shooting plant thing, Lincoln was worried that he would be permanently stuck in that body. Just imagine how his family would react if he randomly showed up as a giant creature, especially his ten sisters. They'd go ballistic.…

0000

"Phew, I think it's time for me to head home now," Lincoln said to his imaginary audience again as he began making his way out of the woods. "That's enough alien stuff for me today."

After turning into that plant monster and encountering those droids, Lincoln determined that the only possible explanation was that somehow, aliens smarter than even Lisa found their way to the Milky Way galaxy and launched the watch and droids to Earth. Now, the question was, were the owner of the droids and the watch on the same side? It seemed not.

Right as Lincoln exited the forest, his eyes immediately shot open before he hid right behind a tree. At the park's entrance was the forty foot droid which was currently wreaking havoc, looking like it was frantically searching for something.

"That is one big robot," Lincoln remarked as he continued to watch the robot. "Could it be after the watch as well?"

Lincoln began to further assess the situation, only to snap back into reality when he heard some screaming. Peeping from behind the tree, the boy noticed the thing had begun attacking civilians. The park rangers tried to hold the robot back, but their puny guns were no match for the killing machine. Swatting them away as if they were insects, it began progressing towards the civilians, prepared to rip them to shreds. It seemed they were done for…at least until Lincoln got an idea.

"These people, they're going to die if no one stops that robot. And it looks like there's only one way to save them." Pressing the watch's button again, Lincoln was prepared to transform, only to notice something odd. The face seemed loose, as if he could twist it. Quickly doing so, he was shocked to see that twisting the face changed the image which appeared in the hourglass shape. Instead of the plant creature, this time a humanoid with moth wings on its back and claws attached to its fingertips was in the hourglass's center. Lincoln was about to dial the watch again, curious to know what other aliens he could turn into, only be reminded he was on a time limit by the shrieking of helpless people.

"Looks like I'll have to wing it," Lincoln said as he pressed the watch, not without groaning beforehand at his accidental pun. It seemed his comedic older sister Luan was having a negative effect on him…

0000

To those who came to the park hoping to get some fresh air, today was definitely the scariest day of their lives. First, two meteorites landed in the park, which was rare in itself. They usually landed in the ocean or areas where no one lived. Then, several small explosions, followed by two larger ones happened inside the forest, relatively near where the meteorites landed. Now, there was a large robot ready to kill anything in its sight. Normally, they'd run, but the robot was intent on keeping them near it, as if it were looking for something.

As the robot continued to scan them, anyone with little kids held onto them, not knowing if this would be the last time they'd ever see their precious babies. Even those prone to violence were not willing to provoke the robot.

Things were seemingly going to get worse. Once the robot was done intently observing them, it started hissing loudly, unable to find the thing it was looking for.

Not wanting to waste anymore time, the robot raised its arm, ready to kill everyone at the park, causing them to scream. However, before it could, a loud voice caught it's attention.

"Hey!" Looking, the people were surprised to see who their savior was. Standing in front of the forest was a six foot five inch humanoid. The creature appeared to be wearing a dark blue hood, but even with the hood, it was obvious he wasn't human, for the being had large bug-like green eyes and a jaw that didn't fully close, exposing his light blue teeth. In addition, his hands and feet had three claws each. As such, it's safe to say no one who lived in the area was aware this thing was actually their own Lincoln Loud.

"You want this?" The creature asked in a ghastly voice as he pointed at the watch symbol on his chest, slightly opening his robe with his arms to show it off. Obviously, this got the robot's full attention. "Then come and get it!"

Finding the object of its desire, the robot began crawling towards Lincoln at fast speeds, all while the boy's mind began to work. He needed a way to avoid the robot, and quickly unless he wanted to become the first alien pancake. As Lincoln began to think, he noticed he felt some sort of connection to his cloak. It seemed as if it were linked to his body, as if it wasn't actually a cloak. Concentrating on his back, Lincoln tried to see if he could open his cloak, hoping it could be used to combat the thing running right at him. Thankfully, this seemed to be the right thing to do, for doing so revealed the cloak to actually be two pairs of moth looking wings.

As the robot got closer, Lincoln used his wings to leap over the thing, narrowly avoiding the attack.

"Whew, that was a close one," the boy said as he continued to fly in the air. However, he began to shake and jerk suddenly, not really knowing how to control his flight movements. "Ah! Easy there me. Easy, easy. Uh, let's see what else you can do mothman."

Flying towards the robot as it began to turn around, he tried to strike it with all his might. Though he was able to cause it to slightly stagger, it was obvious his attack had no effect on the droid.

"Looks like you've got some muscle," Lincoln said to himself, only to see an arm swing at him. He tried to avoid it, only for his lack of experience to present itself again, causing him to fly into the droid's line of fire. The force of the strike sent Lincoln flying into a nearby tree, snapping it into two. Thankfully, he was fine, save for some injuries. "But not enough."

Glancing at the robot, he saw it was about to blast him with a powerful laser coming from its arms. Just like with the other droids, Lincoln quickly put his arms up to shield his body from the blast seeing as he wouldn't be able to fly out of the way in time. He was hoping something would happen like with the fire alien, though he highly doubted this alien had regeneration. Thankfully, this alien did have a way of avoiding damage. As the blast shot out, Lincoln turned invisible, allowing the laser to harmlessly pass through him.

"Intangibility and invisibly, nice," Lincoln remarked as he turned visible. "Looks like you have some competition plant…guy." Geez, he was going to have to name these guys later so he had an easy way of identifying them in the future. However, that didn't matter right now, what did was making sure he defeated the droid. The question was, how? His new body didn't have enough strength to combat the droid. He could try making it hit itself in confusion by flying through it with his intangibility, but he didn't really know how to control his wings.

Before he could think of anything else, Lincoln saw the robot had already moved to where he was, preparing to hit him with its arm again. Thankfully, it seems this body had increased agility as well, for as it began crashing down, Lincoln managed to leap out of the way, landing about five feet away.

"Ok, that was close, too close," the boy groaned. He was starting to get worried. He had nothing he could do against this large threat. Sure, he had intangibility, but it probably wasn't going to be enough to permanently stop this thing. It didn't help that he could barely fly. That was proving to be providing a major handicap to Lincoln's opponent.

Noticing that it had missed its target, the droid began looking around, eventually spotting Lincoln to its left. Seeing the droid look at him made the boy exhale a large amount of air he was unknowingly holding in due to fear. Doing so caused a bit of ice particles to fly out of his mouth. Noticing this, Lincoln started to regain confidence, for it appeared he now had a way of damaging this thing.

"Alright pal, time to chill out," Lincoln said, groaning again immediately afterwards. That was the third bad pun to leave his mouth today.

Taking a deep breath in, Lincoln began expelling cold wind at the droid, encasing its legs in ice. As a result, the droid began struggling, eager to move again.

"Heh, not so tough now, are you?" Lincoln mockingly asked the machine. The robot just continued to struggle, that is, until it suddenly stopped.

"What are you…" Lincoln wasn't even able to finish his question as the droid got into its jumping position. Using all its strength, it leaped high into the sky, destroying its icy prison. Briefly hovering in the air by spinning its three legs like a helicopter, it tried to land on Lincoln, wanting to impale him. However, the boy wasn't willing to go down yet. Once the robot landed where Lincoln was, it started looking around, unable to find the boy. What it didn't realize was that Lincoln was actually inside its left leg, having gone intangible before it landed.

"It seems like freezing it from the outside didn't work, so how about we try from the inside," Lincoln said to himself before he began using his icy breath. In some of the comics he's read, a hero was able to defeat their opponents by attacking them from the inside. Seeing as the interiors of most robots were frailer than their exteriors, Lincoln decided to see if this would work in real life. Exiting the robot, he stepped a few feet away from it before canceling his invisibility and intangibility. "Looking for someone?"

Noticing the boy, the droid tried to run at him again, only to find out that it couldn't move its left leg, which while having been frozen from the inside, had ice surrounding the entire leg's exterior.

Unable to move again, the droid changed tactics, firing a laser blast from its arm. Knowing what it was doing, Lincoln leaped out of the way and shot a breath of ice at the arm. With the robot now trying to free its arm, Lincoln began charging towards and with all the strength he could muster, plowed into the droid's frozen leg. With the ice severely weakened the metal surrounding the leg, it began cracking before eventually shattering, causing the robot to collapse.

"I can't believe that actually worked," Lincoln stated, silently chuckling to himself. With the robot down, Lincoln began to think of a way to finish it off for good. Looking at its head, the boy now had a plan. If he could freeze the inside of the droid's head and shatter it like he did with its left leg, that should take care of it, assuming these things needed it's head. Based on its previous actions, it looked like it did.

Finally breaking the ice surrounding its hand, the droid tried to stand up, only for it to notice Lincoln running towards it. Before it could do anything, the boy went intangible, jumping straight into its head. Thinking the boy jumped through him, the robot began turning its head 270 degrees, only to find out Lincoln wasn't there. Turning its head back to its original position, the droid was about to stand up again, only for ice to start surrounding its head. With the ice continuing to surround it, the droid noticed it was losing control of its body parts. Eventually, it lost all movement as Lincoln stepped out of its head.

"Game over metal head," he said before ramming the now frozen body part. Like the leg, it began cracking before instantly shattering.

0000

Looking at the now inactive robot, Lincoln sighed in relief as he leaned against a tree. He suffered quite a beating during the fight, both mentally and physically. Right now, all he wanted to do was go home. He had to admit though, the whole experience made him feel alive. In fact, this was the most alive he's ever felt in his life.

'I see why Lynn likes sports so much,' he thought to himself as he begun to stand up again. 'Whew, looks like I can still walk.'

Facing the opposite direction of the droid, Lincoln was prepared to take off, wanting to get some sort of practice with his wings before he turned back to normal. As he did so, a loud applause stopped him in his tracks. He completely forgot that there were still people around, some having hung back to record the fight.

'It would be rude to ignore them.'

Giving his audience a small smile and wave, the boy expanded his wings and shot upwards, turning invisible and intangible while he flew home. He didn't want to cause any unnecessary fright, especially while his flying abilities weren't polished.

0000

*Back to the present day*

"And that's how I got the watch," Lincoln finished. Now that he was done playing hero for the night, the boy was making his way home. "I did end up giving the two aliens I used that day names. I call the fire one Swampfire while the ice one is Big Chill. Pretty cool names, don't you think? Anyways, the day after my big fight, I went to an abandoned warehouse to play around with the other aliens, which was why you saw me using Cannonbolt with little difficulty. After all, I need to know what I'm dealing with. And yes, I gave my other aliens nicknames as well."

Reaching a crossroad, Lincoln paused to check for moving cars before continuing his rant. "Oh, I did end up discovering new stuff about Swampfire while playing around in the warehouse. Along with shooting fire, he can control plants, shoot methane gas, and summon some sort of sticky blob from his hands. Sadly, I still haven't gotten better at flying with Big Chill, which really stinks. But oh well, it's like Luna always says, practice makes perfect. Oh, speaking of my sisters, I haven't told them or anyone else about my watch. My family's kinda sorta the type of people to over exaggerate over the smallest things. If I told them I can turn into aliens, there's no telling what'll happen. It doesn't help that some of my sisters have a crush on some of my aliens. That'll just make things awkward."

Briefly stopping to sneeze, Lincoln continued his speech. "I'd love to tell my best friend Clyde about my new powers since he's the person I trust the most to keep a secret, but I doubt he could handle such news. No offense to the guy, but he isn't exactly the sturdiest person on the planet. Then again, neither was I before I got this thing. I was just an ordinary boy with ten sisters. But after getting this watch and saving those people from that large robot, I found a way I can be special myself, by becoming a hero. Heck, my alien alter egos are already being hailed as heroes on the news."

Eventually, Lincoln stopped walking, for he had arrived home. His house wasn't anything special, other than the fact various toys and trinkets were littered on the ground as a result of the place being home to thirteen people. Otherwise, it looked nearly identical to the other ones on his block.

As he was about to open the door, his phone began ringing, prompting him to pick it up.

"Hello?"

"Yo Link, where ya at?" A female voice asked over the phone. The boy recognized the voice as his older sister by nine months, Lynn Loud Jr. Lynn was the sporty member of the family, being involved in six different sports teams at once. She was rough and somewhat of a sore loser, but despite her flaws, she was a good person. Since they were close in age, their bond with one another was extremely strong despite their conflicting personalities. It was actually them who taught their younger sisters, twins Lana and Lola, how to get along. In terms of her appearance, Lynn has brown hair tied up in a ponytail which reached down to her shoulders. She was just as tall as Lincoln, possibly a couple of centimeters taller. The girl had freckles on her face and was wearing red shorts and a white shirt with a red number one imprinted on its center. Lynn was never one for accessorizing herself like the rest of Lincoln's sisters were. "I thought you said you weren't going to be out long. It's 10:30 right now. Our older sisters have been trying to reach you nonstop."

Hearing this made Lincoln wince. He ended up being gone for four hours, much longer than he should have been. It didn't help that he hated making his family worry. Quickly checking his phone, he saw Lynn was right. He had messages from Lori, Leni, Luna (who completely blew up his phone with messages), and Luan. He even had some from his younger sisters Lucy, the twins, and surprisingly Lisa. "Sorry about that. I was held up by something. I'm fine though, don't worry."

"Heh, that's good. Just give let us know next time. You know how bad the crime rate's been getting lately."

Lincoln let loose a soft sigh. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Hopefully those alien heroes will get rid of that soon."

"Yeah, hopefully. Those guys are unbelievably cool! Especially that XLR8," Lynn gushed. "Gosh, just imagine how good at sports he must be with that speed..."

Moving the phone away from his mouth, Lincoln began whispering to his 'imaginary' audience again. "Told you some of my sisters had a crush on my aliens."

"Ya know bro, you still haven't told me where you are. You anywhere close by?"

Putting the phone back in its original position, Lincoln preceded to respond. "I'm actually about to enter the house right now."

"Alright, see you in a bit." With that, Lynn ended the call, just so she could shout at her family less than a second later. "GUYS! LINCOLN'S AT THE FRONT DOOR!"

Immediately after Lynn said this, the house began rumbling as the voices of several girls began making their way to the front door, prompting Lincoln to step a few feet backwards. This proved to be wise, as the door opened shortly after, revealing nine worried looking and/or peeved girls. Lynn was the only person not giving him such looks, for she knew her brother was fine.

"Lincoln! Where the heck were you?" His oldest sister Lori asked him, annoyed that he never bothered to text her. Lori was a tall light skinned individual who wore a blue short sleeved shirt as well as blue shorts. She also had blonde hair with a length reaching her shoulders. Being the oldest, it was her responsibility to ensure the safety of her younger siblings. This made her adapt quite a strict attitude in her personality, but everyone in the family knew she cared about them.

"Yeah! You, like, had all of us so totally worried," Leni, the next oldest Loud sibling said with a frown. Compared to Lori's hair, Leni's hair was a lighter shade of yellow which reached down to her middle back. The clothing she wore consisted of a light green dress and white sandals. Despite being the second oldest sibling, Leni was quite the airhead, though what she lacked in intellect she more than made up for with her large heart.

"Heh, sorry about that," Lincoln bashfully said, rubbing the back of his head with his left arm. "I was held back by something."

"Like what?" the gothic Lucy, Lincoln's fourth youngest sister questioned. "Royal Woods is like a graveyard during this time of the day, other than the occasional crook. Trust me, I'd know."

After Lincoln, the girl had a drastically different appearance compared to the rest of her family. Instead of having either visible blonde or brown hair like her sisters, Lucy dyed her normally blonde hair black. She was also much paler than the rest of her family, whether it was because she didn't get enough sunlight or if it was because she applied some sort of powder all over her wasn't known. The clothing she wore reflected her seemingly dark interests, choosing to wear a black dress and white stockings.

At this moment, Lincoln's mind froze, unable to find a good excuse as to why he came home so late. He had originally told his sisters that he was going to the neighborhood's comic book shop as a coverup for what he was really doing, which he was hoping would only take an hour. Next time it looked like he would have to tell them he would be gone for longer when he decided to step out of the house.

"So bro, you going to tell us why you were late?" Luna, the family's resident musician asked him. Luna was a fairly tall girl with freckles and brown hair reaching to her neck. To show her interest in rock music, the girl wore a purple tee shirt with a while skill imprinted on it, as well as a light purple jean skirt and purple boots. Out of all her siblings, Lincoln was definitely her favorite so it made sense why she was drilling him so hard. She wanted to make sure he wasn't secretly involved in a gang or something like that.

Lincoln meanwhile was panicking. 'Shoot! What do I tell them? I didn't think I'd be out for so long, and I can't tell them I stopped a bank robbery… wait, that's it!'

"I had to take the long way home," Lincoln told them. "I overheard someone talking about some shady people they saw in front of a bank and I decided to play it safe."

Hearing this explanation caused Lincoln's genius sister Lisa to frown. Like Luna and Lynn, the young girl had brown hair. Her attire consisted of a green sweater, large glasses, and pink sweatpants. Being the smarty pants she was, Lisa knew Lincoln was hiding something. During the past four days, Lincoln's been acting suspiciously, from him constantly locking himself in his room to him always having a reason he wanted to step outside the house. This really bothered her, especially since it wasn't like him to keep secrets. "Excluding dependent variables such as human intervention, the time it would take someone of your stature to arrive back home while walking at a mild pace would be exactly one hour, twenty minutes and fifty eight seconds. As such, I highly doubt that was all that prevented you from getting here earlier."

"Well, the comic shop closes late on weekends," Lincoln told her. "I simply got caught up reading some comic books. Did you know One Eyed Jack has a spinoff series? It's actually pretty good."

Hearing this explanation caused Lisa to hold back from further questioning her brother, for now. She knew with the rest of her siblings around, Lincoln will be hesitant to share anything. As such, she'll have to catch him at a time where he was alone if she wanted to solve this mystery.

"Hey, can I go to bed now?" Lincoln asked his sisters. "I appreciate you guys caring so much about my safety, but I'm kinda tired."

"We're in the middle of summer vacation," Luan commented. Being the fourth oldest sibling, Luan wasn't as tall as Luna, but managed to still be taller than her little sister Lynn. She had brown hair tied in a ponytail who's length went all the way down to her lower back. Her attire consisted of a white t-shirt with a pink flower on it, as well as a yellow skirt. In addition, she had braces, being the only person in the family to have them. "Don't you want to have a blazing time with us before you go to sleep? Haha, get it? Summer? Blazing?"

Groaning at the horrible pun, Lincoln answered her. "I'd love to, but that walk sort of took all the energy out of me, so I'm just going to hit the hay."

Walking past his sisters, he began climbing the stairs leading to the second floor of the house, not without wishing everyone a good night first. Meanwhile, his sisters looked at him, confused. Lincoln was the type of boy who loved staying up late to play video games, so him going to bed was certainly strange.

"He's hiding something," Lola stated, still looking at the staircase Lincoln went up, all while Lana simply went towards the TV, not really aware of Lincoln's strange behavior. If one were to look at the two twins, they would notice they appeared to be complete opposites of one another. After all, Lola was elegantly dressed, wearing a princess tiara, a pink dress, and pink gloves. Meanwhile, Lana wore some rather dirty suspenders and a red cap. They both had blonde hair though, probably one of the few things they had in common. "And I want to know what it is."

"I think we should give the dude a bit of space," Luna told her. "Hopefully, he'll tell us later why he's been acting strange."

"And if he doesn't?" Lucy asked. Like Luna, Lucy's favorite sibling was definitely Lincoln, so she was extremely worried about him as well.

"Then we can start questioning him."

"Hey guys! An alien's on the news again!" Lana shouted, grabbing the attention of her sisters. "Check it out!"

Immediately, the girls began gathering around the TV, eager to see the news report. What they didn't know was Lincoln never went to his room, instead hiding out of view to secretly listen to his sisters' conversation.

"It seems they're onto me," Lincoln told his 'audience.' "Looks like I'll need to do better to cover up my tracks. Ugh, they seriously cannot know about the watch, it's not safe for me to tell them anything. Maybe in the future, but right now? It took them two days to comprehend that aliens had actually landed on Earth."

Seeing as his sisters were now occupied with the TV, Lincoln began walking to his room, ready to get some shut eye. "Hm… maybe I should go to the warehouse again tomorrow to get some practice using my aliens. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I really need to learn how to fly with Big Chill."

0000

Author's note 2: Here's an explanation on the aliens I chose. I'll be doing them after an alien gets revealed.

Cannonbolt: he works primarily as Lincoln's defensive Alien. While Swampfire and Big Chill can take certain attacks better than he can, Cannonbolt can take other attacks better than the other two (Big Chill is weak to electricity even while intangible while Swampfire is weak to cold). He can also evolve, a mechanic that will be present in this fic.

Swampfire: Like I said before, Swampfire can take attacks some of his other aliens can't. I also find him the most interesting out of all the other fire aliens. Don't get me wrong, I love Heatblast, but Swampfire has more variety.

Big Chill: Intangibility and invisibility make him the perfect alien for Lincoln to use if he wants to rely on cunning over strength. Having ice breath is a plus, since he now has both an ice and fire alien. He'll also be Lincoln's designated flying alien since he's the only one who can do so out of the roster I created.

XLR8- I needed a speedy alien, and I decided to go for XLR8, only because he's the OG speedster alien. Fasttrack's cool, but XLR8 being the original ended up allowing him to win. Now, just because an alien is one of the originals doesn't mean they get a spot (ex: if I were choosing between Jetray and Ripjaws as one of Lincoln's aliens, Jetray wins hands down), but since I like both equally, that's what I ended up using to choose between the two.