It Started When An Alien Device Did What It Did

Chapter 1

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Groaning, I fumble my hand around, trying to find that damned alarm clock. I feel the top of it, and slam my hand down, finally stopping that cursed noise.

I yawn and sit up, counting down from three, and swinging my legs over the side of my bed. Standing up, I walk over to my closet and pick out a black shirt with a white stripe down the middle.

I go to the wall opposite of me to open my dresser and pick out some pants, socks, and underwear. After I finish dressing myself, I go to the washroom to brush my teeth. Looking in the mirror, I see my dark fire red hair, and my ice-blue eyes, and my 14 year old Caucasian face.

I go down to the kitchen, and pour myself a bowl of cereal. Grabbing my iPad from the counter, I walk over to the couch and plop myself onto it.

I boot up YouTube and look for SSundee’s latest video. Midway through it, I check the time, seeing it was 7:30. After I finish it, I look for another video, before remembering his schedule. Pixelmon was on *Thursdays,* not *Fridays.*

I then proceed to run around the house like fucking Sonic the Hedgehog, gathering my shit, when I realize I have school today.

After I grab all my stuff required for school, I open the door and run off. Realizing I won't make it if I took my normal route, I decide to take a shortcut through an alleyway. I reach about halfway through the alley, when I spot something glowing green in a black dumpster. Curious, I jog over to it, making sure to track the time. When I look inside, I lurch back in surprise.

It’s a prototype Omnitrix! Of course, at the time, I thought it was a prop. It looks authentic, like it was plucked straight from the show. It was too good to pass up, so I grab it, and run some more. I put it on while I’m running, and that's when everything changes. It sparks, and I black out.

I don't know how long I was out. It feel like I’ve slept for a few years on a brick bed, because holy shit is my back sore. Groaning, I open my eyes, and sit up cross legged. Putting my hands in my palms, I start thinking.

“Okay, recap. So, I run from home to get to school, spot a green glow, investigate it, to find an Omnitrix. Put it on to feel like I just slept a few years on a hard surface…. now where am I?”

I take my head out of my hands, and look at my body, making sure no harm had come to it. It seems fine, so I look at my surroundings. A small alley, just like the one I was in, but a lot less clean. I remember the Omnitrix, and look at my wrist.

“The hell? Why is this thing still on me?”

I attempt to get it off, only to find it stuck. I try to pry it off with a stick that’s conveniently lying beside me, but the wood breaks. I stop my attempts, thinking, before the craziest thought comes to me.

“No, it can't be real. No way.”

Attempting the most absurd thing ever, I tap a button on the Omnitrix. The dial pops up, and it shows a figure with Four Arms.

“No fucking way….” I breath. Pushing it down, my skin starts to change, and I feel myself becoming a tall, muscular figure, with an extra set of arms. Surprisingly enough, it doesn't hurt at all. Feels like a good stretch.

Looking at my new body, I find dark red skin, with a black shirt and pants, a white stripe down the middle on the legs and shirt. I test out my new extremities, trying to get used to having two new limbs. Before I can get used to these new features, however, there’s a scream from, seemingly, an alley next to me.

Carefully, I get up, and slowly walk over to the next alley. On the way, I see a row of colored houses, in fairly good condition. As I get to the next alley, I see a fiery-headed girl, trying to get away from three people clad in black, knives in their hands. They have her cornered, and they slowly advance. I do the only thing anyone would do in my situation.

“Leave her alone!” my new, deep voice commands.

They turn around, and promptly shriek like banshees, dropping their knives and running away. The girl’s face shows a mixture of fear and wonder. I slowly walk up to her, trying to look non-threatening.

“Are you alright?” My voice can’t help but show a bit of wonder at her not running.

“What are you?” the girl questions me.

“My name is…” I pause for a moment. “My name is Four Arms. I know, uncreative, but my parents weren’t the sharpest tools in the shed. Why aren’t you running away, anyways?”

“You remind me of something. That’s all I’m saying,” she answers.

“Well, do you need any help?”

“No, I’m fine. Thank you though, Arm Man.” She smirks a bit and walks past my enormous figure. After she’s out of sight, I look around. My Omnitrix then decides to time out, beeping a few times, reverting me back to my human form after the final beep.

“This is… strange. First, I get an Omnitrix, and then I transform into a living, breathing Tetramand. Where am I anyways?”

I walk out of the alley, trying to find a place I can stay for the coming night. Spotting nowhere I can stay, I go down the road, eventually reaching a run-down house that looks like it should have been condemned. Shrugging, I walk into it, going upstairs, and falling asleep on an old bed, sleep taking me, darkness enveloping me.