Hey guys!
Guess what! Today is my birthday! So as a special treat, I've decided to submit not one, but TWO stories! They are 'Klank and Orbus, Where Are You Now?' and

'What if Julie...?'. I know I said I was only going to release one based on the poll, but I figured what the hey, and decided to do this as a special birthday gift from me to you. All you have to do is send me reviews as to whether this is good, how can I improve it, what you liked about it, and what you might like to see. I really need reviews everyone because I am really busy in real life and your reviews inspire me to let my creativity out as they tell me that 'Yes, we care that So-and-So was willing to write this and we hope to see him do more!'. So please, read, review, but most importantly, ENJOY THE SHOW!

-Count Kulalu-

Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10 and/or Ben 10: Alien Force and/or Ben 10: Ultimate Alien and/or any and/or all concepts and/or characters. They are copyrighted to Man of Action and Cartoon Network Studios.

I don't own Star Trek, Star Wars, Mass Effect, Universal, Paramount, Disney, Kamen Rider, Saban, Cartoon Network, Electronic Arts, Square Enix, Marvel, DC, Rocksteady, Crazy Horse, Nestle, Wonka, Youtube and Thatguywiththeglasses either. I doubt I will be doing stories with all of those, but I just want to make sure that you all understand that I don't own any of these franchises that I use in my fics. I am just writing stories to have fun and to hopefull get people interested in my stuff. THAT's It! I make no money…Are we clear? Good!

"I do, however, reserve the right to claim Klank and Orbus as my robot minions considering that I hired them after Zeo and Ohranger ended. But I don't own the shows they appear in.

Just wanted to make that perfectly clear! Enjoy!"

-Count Kulalu-

What if Julie…

Was a descendent of a certain race of space mercenaries?

It wasn't as if she lied about being an alien. Technically, she wasn't because she was born on Earth. In fact, no one could accuse her of lying because she herself didn't find out the truth about her heritage until after she met Ben. It was sometime before Ben went public that her mother decided to inform her the truth about her heritage. Yes, she was half Japanese, but she was also a part of a race of warriors that had eons of battles under their name.

What surprised her most was how clever her mother was in hiding the fact that she was being trained in her heritage. Oh, it all made sense when she looked back on it. A martial arts lesson here, a push to study certain subjects more there, and a big source of support to join the tennis team there. The two of them couldn't help to share a laugh when Julie realized how much skill went into tennis that was the same in basic combat. It was no wonder that her mother was so good at it and passed of every skill she had down to her.

As for every other thing a true warrior must be skilled in, her mother taught her everything she needed to know. While it was challenging to master each and every skill-from firearms to basic recon-it wasn't hard to find the time to learn and practice. It really helped that she would make excuses about having something to do with her mother while Ben and the others had to fight some intergalactic something-or-other.

Having a mechnomorph as a pet really helped. Julie would never forget the day her mother met Ship. It was the day that she saw the secret armory her mother kept. The first impression the two had with each other wasn't the best she could hope for. Ship had somehow found a way in and was absorbing different weapons before her mother opened the door as if presenting a treasure trove, only to find some thief in the middle of plundering the goods. Her mother actually grabbed one of the guns off of a rack and almost shot Ship if she hadn't intervened.

Fortunately, her mother saw the benefits of not disintegrating Ship. For starters, he was a walking arsenal, and even more so after scanning all the weapons she owned in the armory (she of course made sure that she could get them back). Ship could also hack into devices such as locks and computer systems. However, there was one major benefit that her mother really was impressed by: the fact that Ship could become armor.

Her mother told her the stories about the armor of her ancestors. She could recall how no matter what the color of the paint job was or the number of accessories they had a warrior of her kind could be recognized by their armor. It was enough to get most others to back off. In fact, the glimpse of one, let alone a group of individuals wearing such armor was enough to spur on a flee-on-sight order for some species.

While the original armor Ship adorned Julie with was powerful and had great defensive capabilities, her mother found it to be too cumbersome for the type of combat she was trained for. She considered it more of a 'riot-control' type of armor than 'casual combat' wear. Fortunately, the problem could be solved by giving Ship the schematics of the armor her mother once wore. Julie asked why she couldn't just don the armor herself or just let Ship absorb it, but her mother's strict answer made it clear that:

1. There is no way that her armor would become a snack for some mechnomorph mutt.

2. Despite the fact that she was a blood relation-and as her mother, had actually given birth to her-the armor was attuned to be only available to be worn by her. She said it was a somewhat new practice because sometimes when her more recent ancestors were killed in battle, their enemies would claim their armor. It used to be a rule that armor can be attuned to members of a bloodline, but the occasional betrayal of a family member stopped this practice as well.

So now she had her armor. Adding that to the weapons she had gained and some skills she had acquired, she had the makings of a proud warrior of her race. The question however was whether she was ready. That is what tonight would test.

Once again, some force out in space thought that it would be a snap to gain control of the galaxy by gaining the Ultimatrix from Ben's cold dead body. At least, his soon to be cold body. They thought that holding him for ransom first would help them earn a prophet. Already, they contacted the plumbers demanding 100,000,000 credits in the next hour and that was just the price to keep them from announcing the ransom on every broadcast system on Earth. Who knew that Earth's pride as having Ben as their unstoppable hero was worth that much?

Kevin and Gwen already tried to save the Ultimatrix wielding hero. Sadly, it seemed that these aliens knew how to deal with them as well. If her HUD scans on the warehouse were any indication, there was familiar red headed girl and her boyfriend both incapacitated next to an impression Ben.

Now, it was up to her to go save her boyfriend. While she was determined to do it to save the person she loved, she also had an ulterior motive for doing so. Julie wanted to save Ben to make a point not just to him, Kevin and Gwen, but also to herself. She wanted to prove that she was not this delicate doll that was going to break if handled the wrong way.

Delicate. The word was possibly the greatest insult one could give to her. Her heritage decreed that both the males and females were on equal footing. Her mother explained that while it may have been traditionally expected for her to have the skills needed to take care of a house and children, she is also greatly expected to be able to fight alongside any man; especially HER man. To be called delicate was the equivalent of saying she was nothing more than breeding stalk. The word never rang well with her before, but knowing the underlined insult it now presented only intensified her hate for the word.

The armored alien standing by the window closest to her finally turned around to mock his prisoners. As she finally found the opportunity she was waiting for, she couldn't help but to think how much fury she would have if any of them dared to think of her as delicate after she finished saving them. Especially considering how she just jumped though an upper window and had started shooting at three of her friend's captors. Each one had hit their only weak spots with perfect accuracy and they immediately went down without a struggle.

She had set her blaster to stun, mind you. She didn't want her friends to think she was now a killer. Although, while she would tell her friends this later, she let the last alien captor's thoughts of his comrades' demises run through his head.

"W-who a-are y- yo-ou?" he stuttered in broken English. He had dropped his own weapon in fear after getting a good look at what kind of armor Julie was wearing.

The armor was mostly black with green acting as the outlining color. It was sleek and more streamlined than the usual armor Ship covered her up in. It showed of more of her feminine form and yet, the sleekness added onto her intimidation factor. Her wrists were adorned with weapon bracers. She also had a jetpack that apparently had a rocket launcher at the top. Still, it seemed she didn't need to show off what these extra accessories did due to the sidearm she was wielding. It was a gun that was VERY familiar in shadowy circles. Add that to the undisputedly iconic type of helmet she wore, and the alien merc reached the conclusion that his number had been called up.

"My name is Julie Yamato." She held up her EE-3 carbine rifle in a no-nonsense manner. The light's reflection off of her green tinged T-shaped visor added to her forbidding tone. The speakers in her helmet contributed as well. "Like my mother, I am a proud warrior…of Mandalore."

One blast to the face later and he was down. Julie snapped her fingers and Ship dissolved her helmet to reveal her face. She flicked her hair nonchalantly and smiled at the shocked looks she received from the others.

"So, I guess I should tell you about what I was doing while you were all out saving the universe."

The End…or the Beginning?

So, what did you guys think? Send a review about it! In fact, if you want to see what could happen if Julie was such and such, then send me an idea in your review. Please send me plenty of good reviews! It is my creative fuel and inspires me to send more stuff to you people! :)