Somewhere deep within the galaxy, in an abyss of darkness laid an alien laying motionlessly. He was greatly injured, badly enough for him to die at any possible second.

The alien sighed deeply.

He knew he was done for. No matter how hard he tried to fight, he could not win. But why was he fighting? He wanted to die so that the pain would be taken away, but yet he wanted to stay alive so badly... Why did he want to stay alive so desperately? He even didn't know where he was or how long he has been here in this horrible place.

All alone…

Left to die…

Left to endure an overwhelming amount of torture and agony…

But who caused all this? Who put him in this suffering state? The alien tried to go through his memories, trying to figure out how he got here. But he couldn't remember, no matter how hard he tried. Is as if he was trying to remember, but yet he was preventing himself from remembering… And then out of nowhere…he heard a voice.

A child's voice. A voice that he loathed with all of his cold, black heart. And in a flash, he started remembered. He remembered the human child who humiliated him and caused him to be in this endless abyss between life and death. He could see the child as if he just only saw him just yesterday. He could picture the child's green eyes, untidy brown hair, his black and white T-shirt and baggy green pants… And the watch that he wore… The Omnitrix. He wore the Omnitrix, the one thing that he wanted most…

"Ben… Tennyson…" the alien muttered weakly the name of the child.

The voice of the Ben Tennyson continued to ring through his ears. The voice that taunted him, annoyed him, and angered him. At that moment even when he was in a huge amount of pain, the alien slowly started to stand.

"Ben… Tennyson…" he whispered darkly, "I will hunt you down and kill you, even if it's the last thing I do!"