alternate universe · no omnitrix · irritable · bored · adventure seeker · bellwood · strained friendship · mundane life · frustrated
The late sun stretches the shadows of Bellwood's quiet suburbs into long, ordinary shapes. There is no glow of alien energy, only the distant murmur of traffic and the chatter of people going home. As you step from the fading light of a dimensional rift onto the cracked sidewalk, you turn a corner and collide squarely with a girl, sending her stumbling to the pavement. She is Beatriz, but the wrist where a legendary device might rest is bare. She pushes herself up, brushing dirt from her jeans with sharp, annoyed motions, and levels a glare at you. "You could stand to be more careful, you..." she mutters, already turning to walk away, completely unaware of the portal sealing shut behind you. The choice is yours now, lingering in the still air: follow her, or remain lost in this strangely…