Month: June 2026

The Controller led the Doctor and her group to a cave as Godzilla fought Ghost Godzilla. Inside it were piles of alien technology. The Doctor gasped softly. “This was all I could salvage from my ship,” explained the Controller.

“It’s…perfect!” whispered the Doctor.

“Doctor, what are you planning?” asked Egon.

“What good will a Class A hyperdrive,” quizzed Tysar, “and a subspace relay do for us?”

“Dr. Spengler,” said the Doctor, “I need the plans for your proton packs and the traps.”

“Hold on, Doc,” interjected Peter, “that’s proprietary secrets!”

“Peter, it’s the end of the world we’re talking about here!” protested Winston.

“He’s right,” said Egon as he pulled papers out of his pocket and handed them to the Doctor. She checked them over quickly, then looked around at the technology on display.

“…Right,” she declared. “Dr. Spengler, you, Tysar, Sty, and the Controller help me out in getting the parts we need for a little lash-up. Winston, Milla, you keep watch over Ben and Albedo’s fight. Peter, you tell us how Godzilla’s faring against Ghost Godzilla. …I’m going to need to do some calculations in my head. …Actually, have you got paper, Controller?”

“We Xiliens,” bragged the Controller, “are a paperless organization, Time Lord. We pride ourselves on-.”

“Oh, do shut up! Now’s not the time!” hissed the Doctor. She then grabbed the Controller’s arm, rolled up the sleeve, and wrote some numbers down on her skin.

“HEY!” protested the Controller.

“Once I set up the equations,” directed the Doctor, “feed these figures into the computer. They’ll work out what power we can achieve and whether or not it will be enough to ensnare Ghost Godzilla.”

“And if it isn’t?” asked Sty.

“The technology here can also be used for boosting equipment,” replied the Doctor. Everyone then got to work.

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Outside, Humungousaur rolled out of the way of Negative Ultimate Humungousaur’s shots. “Give it up, Tennyson!” bellowed Negative Ultimate Humungousaur. “You cannot defeat me!”

“Where have I heard THAT before?” snarked Humungousaur. He then looked at the gauntlet. “All right, Azmuth,” he said, “how do YOU see what Ultimate Humungousaur looks like?” He then slapped on the gauntlet’s Omnitrix symbol. A light then surrounded Humungousaur. His mouth became a beak, a pair of long horns grew above his eyes and a horn grew on his nose, and stegosaur-plates grew from his back as he grew to Negative Ultimate Humungousaur’s size. He then grew a frill behind his head and his tail gained the same spikes one would see on a Stegosaurus. The light faded as he gained a toga. “ULTIMATE HUMUNGOUSAUR!” he shouted. Negative Ultimate Humungousaur laughed.

“So Azmuth thinks that the Vaxasaurians will evolve into an herbivorous species through millions of years of best-case scenarios?!” he mocked. “How about calling that form Pathetic Humungousaur?!” He opened fire and the missiles raced towards Ultimate Humungousaur…then the horn on Ultimate Humungousaur’s nose glowed and he raised his hands. The missiles stopped in their tracks! Negative Ultimate Humungousaur gasped and Ultimate Humungousaur smiled at the development.

“The Moothronians are vegetarians,” said Ultimate Humungousaur, “and look how war-like THEY are!” He thrust his hands forward and the missiles changed direction and hit Negative Ultimate Humungousaur. The worse-case evolved Vaxasaurian stumbled and shook his head, then Ultimate Humungousaur rushed at him, the impact feeling like a freight train to Negative Ultimate Humungousaur. Ultimate Humungousaur didn’t stop, his path plowed Negative Ultimate Humungousaur into several rock formations. Ultimate Humungousaur then jerked his head to the side, tossing Negative Ultimate Humungousaur aside. Negative Ultimate Humungousaur groaned and the Ultimatrix beeped for a bit until he turned back into Albedo. Albedo was unconscious for a while. Ultimate Humungousaur towered over Albedo, then he performed a victory dance. “Oh yeah!” he said. “It’s scary being this good!” The earth then shook, snapping Ultimate Humungousaur out of his celebration and reminding him of the two Godzillas fighting. “Oh, yeah. Giant lizard fight.” He picked up Albedo and rushed to the cave as the Doctor and her friends were working on the machine. “Hey, Doc!” he called. “You might wanna hurry! Godzilla’s not looking too hot!”

“Nearly there!” replied the Doctor. She then screwed in one last panel. “Right! Help me out here!” Everyone that was conscious helped the Doctor move some sort of oversized version of the Ghostbusters’ neutrino wands attached to a large control mechanism. Milla and Ultimate Humungousaur used their psychic powers to help set the machine up outside.

“Feeding the figures in,” called the Controller as she typed in what the Doctor wrote on her arm.

“Powering up,” reported the Doctor.

“…We DO need the boosters!” called Egon.

“Feeding in the boosters,” said Tysar as she and Sty flicked switches.

“Power levels achieved!” reported Ray. “We gotta aim that thing now!”

“Not while Godzilla’s still there!” argued Tysar.

“Let me try,” said Ultimate Humungousaur. “HEY! BIG GUY! GET OUT OF THE WAY!” Godzilla shoved Ghost Godzilla back and looked down to see Ultimate Humungousaur gesturing for him to get out of the way. Godzilla dove out of the way as the device was aimed at Ghost Godzilla.

“NOW!” called the Doctor. The Ghostbusters activated the machine and a large proton stream erupted from the device’s barrel, ensnaring the spectral Godzilla. The ghostly kaiju thrashed, then the device deployed another machine that opened and bathed Ghost Godzilla in light. The Ghostbusters switched off the stream and Ghost Godzilla was sucked into the new machine! The new machine closed once Ghost Godzilla was inside it and it sparked a bit…then beeped. No one dared to breathe for a few seconds, then the Doctor checked the readings. She smiled.

“Ghost Godzilla is safely contained,” she reported. “UNIT and the Plumbers will transport the giant trap to the Firehouse of this time.” The Ghostbusters then grinned at one another.

“Giant in the box!” began Peter.

“Ready to go!” continued Ray.

“We be fast,” Egon went on.

“And he be slow!” finished Winston. The Omnitrix then beeped and Ultimate Humungousaur shrank back into Humungousaur, then shrank back into Ben.

“So that’s it?” asked Ben.

“That’s it, kiddo!” replied Peter. “We’re the best, we’re the bad, we’re the beautiful, we’re the only…Ghostbusters!”

“I presume this means-?” asked the Controller. Sty then decked the Xilien with enough force to knock her unconscious.

“…I don’t think that was entirely necessary,” remarked the Doctor.

“No, but it WAS therapeutic,” replied Sty.

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UNIT and the Plumbers arrived and transported the trap to the Firehouse in New York and arrested Albedo and the Xilien Controller. Meanwhile, Dr. Sato wished everyone farewell. “Come visit us!” she said.

“We will, though the order might be confusing,” remarked the Doctor as she bundled the Ghostbusters and Milla into the TARDIS. Her companions followed suit and the Doctor shut the doors, then pulled the take-off lever. “Now,” she said to the Ghostbusters and the Psychonaut, “the TARDIS has already calculated where you all came from, so we’ll start with the Ghostbusters first.”

“Are you sure I can’t get any lotto numbers?” asked Peter.

“NO!” insisted his coworkers.

“Just saying, we could-.” Ray, Egon, and Winston clapped their hands over his mouth. Peter protested at that, but all that came out were mumbles.

“Doctor, send us back, please!” begged Egon.

“Farewell!” called the Doctor as she sent the Ghostbusters back. Once they faded, Milla sighed in relief.

“I think it’s time I returned home, Darling,” she said.

“Agreed,” said the Doctor. “Raz still needs your guidance.” She then set the coordinates for Milla. “All right! Adios!”

“Adios!” replied Milla as she faded. Soon, it was just the Doctor, Tysar, and Sty.

“…Is this your life?” Sty asked the Doctor.

“As of now, yes,” replied the Doctor.

“How have you not broken from the stress?!”

“…I have,” answered the Doctor. “That’s a story for another time, though. Put simply, my fourteenth incarnation is getting some much needed therapy with Donna Noble and her family.”

“…Even you need mental help?” asked Tysar.

“Stress accumulates and can break even Time Lords,” replied the Doctor. “For a while, I kept running away, not daring to look back because it would kill me. …But now, I’m in a much better place, mentally. If the Grouping happened earlier, I would have certainly died from all the mental agony. …Speaking of which, in all that chaos, we didn’t check to see where Omega vanished to.” The Doctor ran a few readings, then spotted something. “Aha! Got it! …Inkadia!”

“Again?” asked Tysar.

“Not the Squid Kid place!” protested Sty. “That whole thing, running from the Judoon, was embarrassing for the Empire!”

“I’m sorry to say that we have to go there. We’ve got three people from three different time-zones making a beeline there.” The Doctor then set course for Inkadia, home of the Inklings and the Octarians.

While Albedo was running, the Doctor, the Ghostbusters, and Tysar arrived at the northern shores of the island. Right now, two women were dueling. One of them was using energy blasts, the other was using psi blasts! The Doctor blinked in surprise. “The Xilien Controller?!” she yelped.

“Everyone, get ba-!” yelped the other woman. The Xilien Controller then fired an energy blast and knocked the other woman out.

“…Thank you for that opportunity, Time Lord,” she said. “You ARE the same Time Lord that foiled my original plans on this island, yes?”

“That’s me, all right,” confirmed the Doctor. “Now, perhaps an explanation as to how you survived is in order.”

“Oh?” asked the Controller.

“If I recall correctly, Godzilla fired his atomic breath at your ship and Gigan.”

“Your recollection is correct. Gigan and my ship fell into the ocean, killing the rest of my crew, but I survived. I managed to swim to the surface and, when I recovered, it was clear I was marooned on Monster Island with no functional or effective means of communication. In time, I practiced what my family usually did in secret, sorcery! After a while, my mother arrived, explaining that she was not really a Xilien, but an Anodite.”

“An Anodite? Ben’s part Anodite if I recall.”

“After more practice with her, I regained my Xilien form…and destroyed her!”

“Your own mother?!” asked the Doctor, horrified.

“She lied about her heritage! Her power is now mine! …Still, the sorcery she taught me was enough to plot my revenge. You, William, Godzilla, you will all know what true terror is!”

“So where does Albedo fit into this?” asked the Doctor.

“The former Galvan needed facilities to complete his Ultimatrix, I gave him the means to do so,” replied the Controller. “He should be dealing with that Tennyson character.”

“And the woman you’re fighting?”

“She just appeared out of nowhere, so I retaliated. …I just hadn’t expected psychic powers.”

“Yeah, well, that’s the Psychonauts for you,” remarked the Doctor. The Controller then realized something and looked to see that the woman had vanished!

“HEY!” she protested. Then she got hit by another psi-blast. The woman had recovered and was revealed to be an attractive woman with long hair and a slight psychedelic outfit.

“There ARE more constructive ways to vent your frustrations, darling,” said the woman, her Brazilian accent coming out.

“Agent Milla Vodello,” greeted the Doctor. “The Mental Minx!”

“And you’re the same Doctor that helped take care of a psychic emergency at the Motherlobe, yes?” asked Milla. “Razputin told me you changed your face after he came back from that adventure of his.”

“Doctor, there’s something wrong here!” warned Egon. “The PKE readings are spiking bad!”

“Controller, what did you do?!” demanded the Doctor.

“Did you know that those that died on this island chain during this planet’s second world war believe that the rest of the human race forgot the horrors of that conflict?” smirked the Controller. “It wasn’t that hard to convince them to go on a rampage.” Pale, cold lights then swirled around the place!

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Back in his cave, Godzilla slowly woke up. He stretched as he stood up…then realized something was off. …He then heard something. It was outside his cave and…the trees were bending as if a wind was making them bend that way. Godzilla poked his head out of the cave and noticed that the wind was gathering in one spot. He followed the direction the trees were bending in and saw a pale blue light on the island’s northern shore. The light source was as big as him…and seemed to be dying down as it formed a shape. The light fully faded…to reveal that the shape was his own! Upon closer inspection, Godzilla noticed that his doppelganger had white claws and white orbs for eyes. The other Godzilla had an unsettling aura and the eyes enhanced it. Still, unsettling did not mean Godzilla was afraid. He gave off a warning roar for his twin to leave his island. The other Godzilla responded by slamming his tail in the water, causing a wave! Godzilla adopted a defensive stance and roared a challenge roar. His opponent’s acceptance roar was the same as his own!

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“A few people around the planet called him Ghost Godzilla,” explained the Xilien Controller.

“You utter fool!” protested the Doctor. “You robbed those people of their rest! Imprisoned them in the shape of a living warning AGAINST atomic warfare!”

“If they want out, they’ll have to obey-!” The wave Ghost Godzilla generated knocked everyone further inland. Milla was clutching her head in pain.

“Such…such rage!” she strained. “…Focused…on…enslaver!”

“What?!” protested the Controller. “IMPOSSIBLE! I RAISED GHOST GODZILLA! HE WILL OBEY ME!”

“You intellectual dwarf!” came a child’s voice as Albedo arrived. “This was NOT what you promised! Even I wouldn’t fiddle with necromancy on that scale! …Then again, I don’t fiddle around with magic anyways.”

“Looks like all the noise attracted the real Godzilla,” remarked Ray. Just then, Sty, Dr. Sato, and Wildmutt arrived. Wildmutt recoiled in terror before slapping the Omnitrix dial and returning to Ben.

“What just happened?!” protested Ben.

“Why not ask the maker of our predicament?!” replied Albedo as he pointed at the Xilien Controller.

“Ungrateful-! I made that thing and-!” she spluttered.

“…The amateur necromancer’s gone bye-bye, Egon,” said Peter. “What’s the plan?”

“Sorry, Peter,” replied Egon. “I’m terrified beyond the capacity of rational thought.”

“You’ve faced Gozer before,” remarked the Doctor.

“We had to cross the streams from our proton packs,” replied Winston.

“…Remind me how bad that is, Dr. Spengler,” said the Doctor.

“Try to imagine all life as you know it stopping instantaneously, and every molecule in your body exploding at the speed of light,” explained Egon.

“…You just described total protonic reversal,” remarked the Doctor.

“…That sounds bad,” said Ben.

“It’s worse than it sounds,” replied the Doctor. “But we need a big enough stream to contain Ghost Godzilla!”

“…Fine, fine, you can use the tech I scavenged,” sighed the Controller.

“What?! You promised that technology to me!” protested Albedo.

“Only so you could get the parts needed to rebuild your Ultimatrix,” replied the Controller. “Now the excess can be used to make whatever machine the Doctor has planned.”

“That intellectual dwarf couldn’t hold a candle to my own intellect!”

“…This is the first time anyone’s actually accused me of being stupid,” remarked the Doctor. “In any event, needs of the many and all that. Controller, where is this tech stashed?”

“This way!” replied the Controller. She was about to lead the way, but a red light blocked her way and a Vaxasaurian with red eyes glowered over them.

“Albedo, use your head!” complained Peter.

“I AM using my head, you backwards simian!” snarled Albedo as Negative Humungousaur. “That technology is mine!”

“Albedo, come on!” complained Ben as his hand activated the selection dial hologram. “We’ve got a world to save!”

“No! For once, you are going to die along with this miserable planet!” replied Negative Humungousaur. Ben then slammed his hand down on the Omnitrix and became…

“HUMUNGOUSAUR!” he shouted. And he was.

“Pah!” scoffed Negative Humungousaur. “We’ve been here before!” He slapped on the Ultimatrix dial and grew, his hands growing claws, a metal helmet forming around his head, and an ankylosaur style backside appearing. He was now Negative Ultimate Humungousaur. “And last time I checked, a Vaxasaurian can’t compete against an Ultimate Vaxasaurian!” His hands then turned into four-barreled missile launchers! He fired, prompting Humungousaur to grow to his maximum height and shield the others with his own body. It was still painful for him, though.

“We REALLY don’t have time for this!” snarled the Controller. She then pulled a device out of her coat’s pocket. It looked like some sort of green gauntlet with the Omnitrix symbol on the back of the hand. The glove’s symbol then fired a beam of light at the Omnitrix symbol on Humungousaur’s chest.

“Hey! What-?!” spluttered Humungousaur.

“Synchronization complete,” said the Omnitrix. The light then switched off abruptly and the glove changed in size to fit Humungousaur’s left hand.

“Okay, so it’s meant to be linked to the Omnitrix,” muttered the Vaxasaurian. “What is it?”

“Device is officially classified as an Evolutionary Gauntlet,” replied the Omnitrix. “It will subject the DNA to evolutionary scenarios to change the form into what the species will perhaps look like in millions of years.”

“Hang on, you’re saying that this glove here is an Ultimatrix?” asked Humungousaur. “I thought Azmuth said that the evolutionary function is just begging for trouble.”

“Wait, Ben,” said the Doctor, “didn’t you say that Albedo’s version puts the DNA through millions of years of worse-case scenarios?” Humungousaur blinked, then his eyes widened.

“Then this thing…does the opposite?” he asked. He then put it on his left hand. “How do I use this thing anyways?”

“You won’t get the chance!” called Negative Ultimate Humungousaur as he opened fire again.

“RUN!” shouted Humungousaur. The Doctor and her group didn’t need telling twice.

Everyone gathered at the Monster Island base and things were explained. “Not exactly how I wanted to time travel,” remarked Peter.

“This is incredible!” said Ray. “The amount of energy needed to send someone through time-!”

“It’s dangerous,” replied Egon. “Doctor, you said we’re in the future?”

“2026,” confirmed the Doctor.

“Then how can we be assured that we won’t accidentally bring something from this time back to the 1980’s?”

“The fact that you’re asking says you know already but just want confirmation. Let’s just say the Time Lords have set a law upon themselves that history cannot be changed in any way, otherwise it would cause damage to all of time and space.”

“…So no asking for lottery numbers,” grumbled Peter.

“Peter, that thing’s a scam anyways,” retorted Winston.

“Now, obviously you gentlemen need to go back to your proper time,” said the Doctor, “but we need to find the last Grouping Victim. They came from 2012, I know that much.”

“Then we gotta find them before Albedo does,” said Ben. The Doctor blinked.

“Who’s Albedo?” she asked.

“That’s what I wanted to tell you,” explained Dr. Sato. “Galvan Mark II told us that one of its renegades, a former Galvan scientist called Albedo, escaped incarceration and rebuilt something called the Ultimatrix.”

“Ultimatrix?” asked the Doctor. “Sounds like a knock-off of the Omnitrix.”

“The Omnitrix is a myth,” scoffed Sty.

“No it’s not,” said Ben as he showed off his watch. “This thing is why I was Ghostfreak when the Ghostbusters were shooting at me.” Sty blinked in surprise. “And to answer your question, Doctor, it is. Though Albedo had an Omnitrix originally.”

“Um…AN Omnitrix?” asked the Doctor. “I thought Azmuth only made one and you had the prototype for a while until Azmuth gave you the final product.”

“He did, but Albedo made another one, not realizing my own DNA would be the default.”

“Well, that makes sense. I mean, you ARE the bearer of the Omnitrix.”

“So what happened to make Albedo become an enemy of yours?” asked Tysar.

“Well, after he made his Omnitrix, he became stuck looking like me,” replied Ben. “We fought, then he turned into an albino version of me and lost his Omnitrix, then he created something called the Ultimatrix that could turn someone into aliens, but also had an evolutionary function, putting the DNA through millions of years of worst-case scenario situations.”

“That’s just begging for trouble,” said the Doctor. “Besides, if you want to make an evolutionary device, why not put the DNA through millions of years of best-case scenarios?”

“Well, I took the Ultimatrix and the transformations just felt wrong,” continued Ben, “so he was still stuck looking like me. After that, he made a device that let him change his DNA at will, but my DNA was still the default. Then he created a stabilizer and added an evolutionary function to that, effectively recreating the Ultimatrix. After a fight, he then was stuck looking like an albino 11-year-old me, then he lost his Ultimatrix and was stuck looking like me forever.”

“So he blames you for his condition?” guessed the Doctor.

“And he’s probably trying to rebuild the Ultimatrix,” replied Ben.

“Right, well, we’d better take care of him before-.” The alarms interrupted the Doctor’s declaration. “What the-?!”

“Intruder alert!” realized Dr. Sato. “Someone just broke into the base!”

“Can we get footage?!” asked Ben.

“One second!” Dr. Sato then pulled up the security footage to see a blue-furred primate with four arms, two legs, three fingers on each hand, three toes on each foot, two pairs of black orbs for eyes with a red tint, and a tail with stripes near the tip. Ben and the Doctor saw the red Omnitrix symbol.

“That must be Albedo,” guessed the Doctor. “But why an Arachnachimp?”

“Probably needs Spidermonkey’s agility to dodge the soldiers,” replied Ben.

“…Spidermonkey’s a bit on the nose, don’t you think?” snarked the Doctor.

“Oh, come on! Spidermonkey fits!”

“Activating Arachnachimp Transformation,” said the Omnitrix.

“What?! WAIT! I DIDN’T SAY TO TURN ME INTO-!” protested Ben. Too late. A green light surrounded him and he became an Arachnachimp. “…Spidermonkey!” grumbled Ben, now Spidermonkey. Unlike Albedo, his eyes and Omnitrix stayed green.

“Well, looks like we have the means to counter Albedo,” said Sty.

“Hold on a minute,” said Egon as he checked his PKE meter. “There’s something hot going on at the island’s northern shores, just on the other side of Godzilla’s cave.”

“Drat, two problems at once,” muttered the Doctor. “Right, we’ll just need to split up. Sty, you’re with Ben and Dr. Sato. Tysar, you go with me and the Ghostbusters to the north.”

“What if it’s big?” asked Spidermonkey.

“Godzilla’s not far,” replied the Doctor. “He’ll be grumpy, but he’ll help. Besides, you know Albedo better than any of us.”

“All right, fine,” muttered Spidermonkey.

“…And there’s one other thing,” said the Doctor. She then whispered in Spidermonkey’s ear. A look of horror flashed across his face as he looked at Sty. Sty guessed why Spidermonkey had that look.

“…I promise, Doctor,” said Spidermonkey. He then turned to Sty and Dr. Sato. “Come on, you two! Let’s go stop Albedo!”

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Albedo as Negative Spidermonkey was causing chaos for the soldiers shooting at him. He fired webs from his tail and decked the soldiers with all four of his arms. “HEY! ALBEDO!” came another voice.

“Tennyson!” snarled Negative Spidermonkey. He turned to see Spidermonkey in a tree branch. “So, the unworthy bearer of the Omnitrix challenges me!”

“I dunno,” replied Spidermonkey, “I’m still doing a better job with this thing than you! How did you escape, anyways?”

“Believe me, I had numerous plans of escape. …Though I was forced to resort to plan 27, faking illness.”

“No way would Azmuth fall for that!”

“For all his genius,” retorted Negative Spidermonkey, “he doesn’t fully study the life-forms he’s catalogued. Taking advantage of his ignorance of pre-adolescent human biology was a simple matter!”

“Then how did you get here?” asked Spidermonkey. “I mean, if you’re supposed to be stuck as a kid-.”

“I took the parts needed to make an Omnitrix,” replied Negative Spidermonkey. “But I needed transport off, as I’m sure your feeble mind can guess! I managed to sneak into a Plumber cargo container and hide there for the trip to Earth. Not exactly ideal as I risked making noise when getting food, but it served its purpose. I then found my way from the Plumber base to this island as I heard there was Xilien tech to be scavenged!”

“…And a Xilien is…?” asked Spidermonkey.

“Be patient. You may see my Xilien partner. …Or maybe not! In any event, the isolation was all I needed to recreate the Ultimatrix! Once I kill you, I’ll take your Omnitrix and cure myself of the disgusting human form!” Negative Spidermonkey then slapped the symbol on his chest and he grew into a six-armed gorilla with pale-purple skin, yellow spider fangs on each side of his mouth, a split in the middle of the lower jaw, and three pairs of red eyes.

“…And that’s Ultimate Spidermonkey,” remarked Spidermonkey. “Hey, as long as you’re still willing to talk, how about you answer one question.”

“Speak!” replied Negative Ultimate Spidermonkey.

“How come, when I had the original Ultimatrix, my Ultimate Spidermonkey was just a normal gorilla with retractable spider legs at the waist?!” Negative Ultimate Spidermonkey blinked.

“…That WOULD explain a flaw in the simulations of the original Ultimatrix,” he muttered.

“HA! Azmuth was right! The original Ultimatrix was just pathetic workmanship! No wonder it always felt weird every time I went Ultimate!” Spidermonkey’s cackling made Negative Ultimate Spidermonkey snarl.

“It was still a vast improvement over the original!” he declared. “As my own is superior to the current Omnitrix!” His lower jaw split and he spat out a giant web. Spidermonkey grabbed Sty and Dr. Sato and leapt into the branches.

“One spider against another, then!” declared Sty as she activated her PAK’s legs.

“Wait, you guys have robot legs?!” yelped Spidermonkey. Sty leapt of the branch and landed on Negative Ultimate Spidermonkey’s back.

“GET OFF!” roared Negative Ultimate Spidermonkey. Sty leapt off and Negative Ultimate Spidermonkey tried to swat her. Spidermonkey took the opportunity to shoot webbing from his tail right at Negative Ultimate Spidermonkey’s face. Negative Ultimate Spidermonkey swung wildly and tried to get the beastly stuff out of his eyes. Spidermonkey and Sty stood their ground as Negative Ultimate Spidermonkey slapped the Ultimatrix Dial on his chest. He then turned into an orange-furred creature with no eyes, three gills on each side of its neck, and long, thick arms.

“And now he’s Wildmutt,” said Spidermonkey.

“I’d hardly call a Vulpimancer a mutt,” remarked Sty. Spidermonkey slapped the Omnitrix Dial on his chest and turned into Wildmutt. Negative Wildmutt grinned before he slapped the Ultimatrix Dial. His fur then turned maroon, he grew a long tail with a stinger, dorsal spikes on his back, and sharper claws.

“So what did you call this form, Tennyson? Ultimate Wildmutt?” asked Negative Ultimate Wildmutt. Wildmutt snarled and growled. “…You’re lucky I could still understand you, at least, as much as I can understand human babble!” Negative Ultimate Wildmutt roared and charged at Wildmutt. The two wrestled and tried to bite one another. Sty tried to sneak around, but Negative Ultimate Wildmutt caught her and slammed her to the ground. “Did you seriously try to sneak up on me, you pathetic Irken?! My senses are heightened and-!” Wildmutt then slammed his fist right into the Ultimatrix Dial and turned Negative Ultimate Wildmutt back into Albedo. Albedo shook his head to clear the dizziness. “…Clearly, I need to reinforce the interface!” he grumbled. He then took off into the forest!

“HEY! COME BACK HERE!” shouted Sty. Wildmutt charged after Albedo. “Come on!” Sty grabbed Dr. Sato and followed Ben.

“H-How can-?!” stammered Dr. Sato.

“Vulpimancers perceive the world through their other senses,” explained Sty, “giving them a 360-degree awareness of their surroundings. Ben’s on the trail now!”

The Doctor continued checking readings on the console. “…Five? …Wait a minute, it’s two chronal surges…ah! One of them took a group of four! 19…88! And the other…2012! Perfect! Now to find out who they all are! …And see if there’s a trace of Omega to follow.”

“Doctor?” asked Tysar as she and Sty entered the console room. Sty looked like she was still processing how big the TARDIS could get.

“Just double-checking the readings,” replied the Doctor. She then caught sight of a reading. “…Sty, your PAK…”

“What about it?” asked Sty.

“You’ve limited it to defensive capabilities, I see,” explained the Doctor.

“Guns didn’t exactly save Irk, so what’s the point?” asked Sty.

“…Fair enough. I personally don’t like guns anyway. In any event, we’re about to approach our destination.”

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In a secluded part of an island, an 11-year-old boy was working on something. This boy…did not have the usual human features. Oh, he had the human body type, but he had natural eyebags, red eyes, white hair, and pale skin. This wasn’t a normal albino human. No, this was someone with actual sinister intentions. He slipped a device onto the back of his hand, then turned a black dial with a red hourglass on the device which activated a hologram of another life-form. He turned the dial again and another life-form appeared. The boy grinned. “Excellent!” he praised himself. “After being stuck on Galvan for so long, I’ve finally recreated the Omnitrix! No, once again, I’ve exceeded it!” The boy then looked himself over. “…Now if only it would restore me to my proper Galvan state-!”

“Trouble?” asked a voice. It sounded like a woman with vengeance on her mind and barely trying to hide it.

“…Something like that,” replied the boy. “My Ultimatrix is still synced to the original Omnitrix. The Galvan form is still a part of a mere playlist.”

“Then you’re back at square one,” said the woman as she stepped out of the shadows, revealing her burn scars underneath her leather trenchcoat.

“Only until I get my hands on the Omnitrix,” corrected the boy. “I can use it to reset my Ultimatrix, then the human form will be a mere playlist setting.”

“You speak as though that’s a simple task. Admit it, Albedo, we NEED each other.” The boy, the former Galvan scientist known as Albedo, growled.

“No, Controller! I need the Omnitrix, and you Xiliens WANT it. I suffered from an alliance like that with Vilgax before!”

“I DON’T want the Omnitrix!” snarled the woman, the Xilien Controller. “What use would that be in a war?! I want Monster Zero One’s head on a pike! And I want revenge on that Doctor!”

“…Doctor?” asked Albedo.

“A Time Lord. Travels in a blue box!” explained the Xilien Controller. Albedo then recalled something. …Back on Galvan, Azmuth DID work with someone that traveled in a blue box. He then pondered if Time Lord DNA was on any active playlists. He checked his Ultimatrix…and saw it!

“So that doctor IS a Time Lord!” he chuckled to himself. “It seems our interests align, Controller.”

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In an extinct volcano, there was a huge cave. In that cave resides a huge creature. The creature is usually described as a bipedal lizard with charcoal gray scales, oak-leaf dorsal plates, and sharp teeth and talons. Right now…the creature was sleeping. His snores shook the cave. Then…he heard a noise. The creature slowly opened his amber eyes to see something fade into existence. It was a blue box…and oddly familiar. The doors of the box opened and out stepped the Doctor, Tysar, and Sty. “Let’s see, we’ll need to start wiiiiiHELLO!” The Doctor’s sudden word change was caused by looking directly at the creature. Tysar and Sty goggled as well.

“…Kaiju?!” gulped Sty. “Earth has kaiju?!”

“A wide variety of them,” confirmed the Doctor, “with this one being the King of the Monsters. His name is Godzilla.” Godzilla rumbled as he fixed his gaze on the Doctor. She seemed…yes, he remembered seeing her before. Her and that shape-shifter helped him against his clone. “Listen, Godzilla,” said the Doctor, “we’re still dealing with a mess that involves people or kaiju being taken out of time-zones and into new ones. If we could…exit your cave and investigate?” Godzilla stared a bit more…then grunted in annoyance as he shut his eyes. He was getting way too old for that nonsense. Better to let the ants deal with the mess THEY started. At least he wasn’t getting blamed for it. “You’re a diamond!” thanked the Doctor. “Come along, you two.” The group then left the cave.

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Sty waited until they were a good distance away before she started shaking in terror with Tysar. “That was too close!” yelped the Irken.

“Those teeth were huge!” gulped Tysar.

“Could have landed in a better place,” muttered the Doctor. “Then again, he didn’t stomp on us. Now, let’s see…”

“Doctor?!” asked a voice. The group turned around to see a Japanese woman approaching them.

“Dr. Sato!” greeted the Doctor. “Tysar, Sty, meet Dr. Sato of UNIT’s Japanese branch!”

“Unit…unit,” muttered Sty. “…Oh! Tallest Zim once talked about UNIT when the Zygons pretty much ordered both him and Tallest Tak to wait until later to fight the Civil War!”

“That’s it!” confirmed the Doctor.

“…Don’t tell me you were there for it.”

“I played a small part in it. Now, onto business! Dr. Sato, I’m afraid my arrival on Monster Island isn’t a social call. Remember how I explained how SpaceGodzilla arrived in 2025?”

“A chronal surge, yes?” asked Dr. Sato.

“Bingo! Well, there’s two centered around here. One of them took a group from the 80’s, the other took someone from 2012.”

“We’ll take a look. Right now, though, perhaps you can settle a mystery. You see, we had recently encountered a man calling himself Omega and-.” By then, the Doctor seized Dr. Sato by the shoulders.

“Where and when did he go?!” she demanded.

“Doctor?!” gulped Dr. Sato.

“Dr. Sato, this is the same Omega that took UNIT HQ to an anti-matter universe in 1973! You must have read reports about that from the Brigadier!”

“Th-The reports said that Omega used to be a Time Lord!” confirmed Sato.

“And now he IS one again! Now where and when did he go?!”

“W-We don’t know! He left something behind that we can’t translate!”

“Lovely. We’d better find the chronal surge victims, get them home, then maybe the TARDIS translator circuits can puzzle it out! Is there still a presence on Monster Island?”

“Yes, but-!”

“Have them move my TARDIS from Godzilla’s cave! We landed there in pursuit of-!” A stream of orange light with a ribbon of blue light then whizzed over everyone’s heads, interrupting the Doctor. “…A proton stream?” asked the Doctor.

“GET AWAY FROM ME! I’M NOT A GHOST!” wailed a raspy voice. …A figure that sure looked like a ghost then flew out of the trees. It had the stereotypical ghost tail, green chains coiled around it and clasped at the neck and wrists, and a single green eye. The Doctor then saw the black circle with a green hourglass design on it.

“Ben?!” yelped the Doctor. The creature then moved its eye along one of the black lines.

“Doctor?!” rasped the ghost-creature.

“Ben Tennyson! It IS you!” cheered the Doctor. “Okay, a few questions. What are you doing here? Why are you an Ectonurite? Who was that firing that proton-?”

“OVER THERE!” called a voice. Four men then burst from the bushes, carrying large packs with rifle-like wands attached to the packs via a hose.

“Ask a silly question, get a silly answer,” sighed the Doctor. She then got between the men and the ghost creature, Ben 10 as Ghostfreak. “Gentlemen, gentlemen, believe it or not, that’s not a ghost you’re shooting at.”

“Lady, get out of the way!” protested the de-facto leader of the group.

“Dr. Venkman, if you and your fellow Ghostbusters will lower your weapons, I can explain everything.”

“The Ghostbusters?” asked Ghostfreak. “You mean they were real?”

“As real as the Omnitrix, Ben,” replied the Doctor.

“Hold on a minute, Peter,” said the Ghostbuster with the glasses. “I think there’s more to this situation than we realize.”

“Egon, you can’t be serious!” protested the one black man of the group.

“Hopefully, he’s as serious as back when we had to fight Gurast and the Sontarans, Winston,” remarked the Doctor. All four Ghostbusters goggled.

“…Madame, how do you know about that?” asked the last fellow.

“Doctor, you met these gentlemen before?” asked Sty.

“Doctor?” asked Peter Venkman. “Lady that travels through time in a blue box?”

“That same blue box is over in that cave,” replied the Doctor as she pointed out Godzilla’s cave, “but I wouldn’t go in there, not with a kaiju trying to nap in there.”

“But…HOW?!” asked Venkman.

“Remember that I’ve got alien biology?” asked the Doctor.

“I’m afraid it’s true,” said Ghostfreak. “Time Lords tend to change their face when they’re about to die.” Just then, the Omnitrix symbol beeped. “Oh, NOW you time out on me!” grumbled Ghostfreak. A green light surrounded him and he turned back into a young man with brown hair, green eyes, and what looked like a smartwatch on his left wrist. “Real funny there!” grumbled the man, Ben Tennyson. The last fellow, Ray Stanz, pulled out a PKE meter.

“Guys, the ectoplasmic reading is gone!” he said to the Ghostbusters.

“Like I was telling you, not a ghost! An alien form this watch gives me!” snapped Ben.