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The clocks ticked silently into the night, their faces unmoving yet ever watchful of their hands at the witching hour. The household slept as one of the dead, neither the rustling of sheets nor the resonance of snores disturbed the silence. Save, that is, for one individual.

For the sake of her parent’s peace of mind, Gwen had feigned sleep when they peeked into her room hours past. And so she continued this convincing charade well into betwixt of day and night. It was then that she rose from her bed, quickly slipping into clothes that would shelter her well from the evening’s chill.

The window leading outside quietly slid open and Gwen slipped out of her home unnoticed.

Her neighborhood, the quintessential image of suburbia, looked different at night. The shadows seemed longer, darker, creating an abyss that threatened to pull Gwen in if she drew too close. The white picket fences now appeared as the lower half of razor-sharp teeth simply biding their time for their upper partner to clamp down.

She shivered as she walked down the deserted sidewalk, past lampposts that hummed from the electricity flowing through their narrow bodies, her shoe-clad feet making no sound. Gwen did not hurry. Her pace was relaxed, as if time meant nothing.

Perhaps it didn’t.

She knew he’d be there. He had promised he’d be there.

It didn’t matter if she had reason to trust him or if he had proven himself in any way. He even insisted that he was incapable of keeping his word and warned her of his unreliable nature. She still believed in him. She just wanted to.

It was as simple as that.

A grunt greeted her as she reached the peak of the dark, grassy knoll. She smiled before seating herself on the ground beside the hulking figure that was Kevin.

“Cold out tonight. Want me to light a fire?” The older boy offered, pyronite arm igniting.

“No, it’s fine.” She shook her head, opting to draw her coat tighter around her. “The offer still stands, Kevin. Just so you know.”

He blinked, all three of his eyes, and turned warily at the young girl. “What offer?”

“The one Ben made when we first met you in New York.” Gwen replied matter-of-factly.

The mutant canted his head, ridges knitting together where brows would have been. “You mean after all the shit I did like trying to waste you, you still want me to join up with you?”

The young girl nodded, “I may have brought up the subject with Grandpa Max and Ben a few times and they seemed to believe you deserve a second chance. And I’m sure Grandpa has some alien friends who could maybe do something about your problem.”

She sounded so hopeful and her eyes shone brightly, Kevin almost, almost, wanted to believe her. But the doubt and the anger and the hatred festering in him from all those years wouldn’t allow him.

“Why would you want me around?” he snarled, unable to picture himself in such a warm, caring environment. He had tried, countless times to pretend he was normal and still had a family, a mother who would hold him gently but protectively and a father who would teach him, guide him. But the vision would last barely a second before his form shifted and grew into the massive, mutated monster he was now. And his mother would stare up at him in wide-eyed terror as his father pulled her away to run.

“Why wouldn’t we?” She cocked her head, gaze unwavering.

Kevin looked at her in disbelief, “I don’t know, because maybe I could just be pretending to be nice to you so I could gain your trust and then use you to get revenge on Ben? Maybe because I’ve killed before, and I enjoyed every minute of it.”

“So why haven’t you?” she asked patiently. “You’ve been out of the null void for almost two years, so why haven’t you gotten revenge or gone on a massive, mindless rampage?”

Why? Kevin thought it was obvious. Because of you.

But the words wouldn’t form, let alone make themselves heard. How could he tell her that if she hadn’t been the first familiar face he encountered, he may very well have done everything he had set out to do?

“I don’t have to answer that.” Kevin muttered, turning away so he wouldn’t have to see the disappointment in her eyes.

Gwen sighed, turning her gaze heavenwards as she shivered in the cold night air.

He draped a furred arm hesitantly over her shoulders and she leaned her head against him, her own slim hand resting tenderly atop his. The touch was familiar but not comforting to Kevin. If any, it pointed out to him of what could have been had things been different.

If his parents had been more understanding of his gift, if the world had not been so quick to turn its back on him, if he had been someone else altogether then maybe. Just maybe he could bring himself to believe her.

But he wasn’t. He was Kevin Levin and no amount of wishing or hoping would ever change that fact.

“I’m sorry.” Gwen murmured softly.

He eyed her skeptically, “For what?”

“I’m sorry that you don’t seem to want a second chance.” She began, “I’m sorry that you don’t believe in anything but hate and pain. I’m sorry that you feel like you can’t be anything else but the monster you keep making yourself out to be.”

But he’d never believe her words. He was too stubborn, and prideful, and so filled with spite and malice and anger. There was so much hate knotted and twisted inside his heart and try as she might, it didn’t seem like she could reach him anymore than she already had.

How could she when he didn’t want to be reached in the first place?

And I’m most sorry that you don’t know how wonderful a person you could be. Was what she truly wanted to tell him. Instead, she pulled away from him and got to her feet.

“Goodnight, Kevin.” She whispered before heading back home.

At the foot of the grassy knoll, she looked back.

“Goodbye, Gwen.” The wind carried his words and the young girl once again raised her eyes to the skies. No shadow flew overhead, no sudden gush of air blew past, but she knew he was gone. And somehow, she knew he wouldn’t be back to see her.

But some small part of her believed it wouldn’t be the last time she would see him. It didn’t matter if she had no reason to think that or how unlikely the possibility was. She still believed in him. She just wanted to.

It was as simple as that.

                                    “Come up to meet you,
                 Tell you I’m sorry you don’t know how lovely you are.”
Disclaimers: Ben 10 and its respective characters belong to Man of Action

Me: Set sometime after Ben 10 but before Alien Force. I dunno, I wanted to write something light, something fluffy. And then I ended up listening to Coldplay's "The Scientist" and the lines I included in the drabble just struck me as so apt for Gwen and Kevin. I feel conflicted about this piece, like I wanted to elaborate on the details behind the meetings and write so much more about their thoughts and emotions. And then I remind myself that it's probably for the best if I edited myself.

Hopefully the shortness of this piece won't hurt it. Apologies if it doesn't quite come up to snuff.
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GwenlovesKevin Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2011
i'm listening to coldpay's " the sceintist " and omg the whole song reminds me of mutant gwevin my fave type of gwevin and i love the song
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Warse-no-Miko Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2011
Me: There are so many songs that I used to listen to for Gwevin inspiration XD and then Alien Force happened I went :C
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GwenlovesKevin Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2011
i say the peoples that own ben 10 should've let gwevin happen in the original ben 10 what about you
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Warse-no-Miko Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2011
Me: If they were going to handle it the way AF did? I'd rather keep Gwevin fanon x.x
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GwenlovesKevin Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2011
yea got me there but kevin and gwen would made a cute couple as kids ;D + it would've made kev less insane
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Gaaras1Girl1719 Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Short but loveable all the same. :)
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TavalyaRa Featured By Owner Oct 30, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
And I’m most sorry that you don’t know how wonderful a person you could be. Was what she truly wanted to tell him. Instead, she pulled away from him and got to her feet.

“Goodnight, Kevin.” She whispered before heading back home.


This moment here was simply heartbreaking.
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Warse-no-Miko Featured By Owner Oct 31, 2009
Me: It broke my heart to write it too. The mutant!KevinxGwen pairing had so much potential for tragedy as it did fluff and happiness. I don't know how AF is handling their version of the Mutant!KevinxGwen but uh, I like earlier fandom's interpretation better. Especially Hime's XD
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kikikun Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2008
Aww, this was bittersweet >w< Fluffy Gwevin is love :heart:
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Warse-no-Miko Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2008
Me: Yay! *w* I wasn't planning on going for bittersweet but Coldplay's lead singer has such a somber voice XD And yes, Gwevin of any sort is so much love :heart: :D
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