Za'kars vengeance closes in

Huey’s vision swam as the impact knocked him back, ribs throbbing. Violet writhed beneath Lena’s grip, her breath coming in panicked hitches—until a sharp crack split the air. A blinding white light erupted from the doorway, flooding the room. The Econurite shrieked, her talons retracting as she recoiled—the flash grenade’s searing brilliance scorching her. Violet didn’t hesitate. She twisted free, scrambling backward as Lena’s wings flailed, her form going intangible as she fades through the nearset wall "Move!" Louie’s voice—tense, sharp—cut through the chaos., "hurry.." came webbys.Scrooge’s eyes narrowed, recognition flashing in his gaze. The Econurite’s influence—Lena’s body, but not her mind. A concersion, a ribirth He’d seen this before. When he was younger, right after becomimg imoortal to time, a corruptionof the soul. "Lass, listen to me!" Scrooge barked, stepping forward, cane raised not to strike, but to deflect. "Ye can fight this! Za'karr is just using you to repopulate his army—don’t let him win!, your body is mst be changed, but don't let your mind be corrupted by the Econurite’s hive mind" sats Scrooge holding a second flash grenade.

The Econurite-Lena hissed, her silvered form flickering like static under the flash grenade’s lingering glow. Scrooge’s words seemed to strike something—her pupils dilated, a shudder running through her corrupted body. For a split second, her claws trembled. Then the moment shattered. A guttural snarl tore from her throat as the black veins pulsed brighter, tendrils whipping out from her spine like serpents. One lashed toward Scrooge—he barely dodged, the cane snapping in half as the shadowy appendage sheared through it. The other tendrils coiled around Violet’s waist, yanking her off her feet before she could bolt.

"Ay... it seems she's already fully converted," Scrooge muttered grimly, watching as the last flicker of Lena's consciousness vanished behind those glowing violet irses. The tendrils tightened around Violet's waist, lifting her off the ground as Econurite-Lena pulled her closer to her Violet gasped, her fingers scrabbling at the slick, pulsating tendrils—only for them to squeeze tighter, forcing the air from her lungs. Huey lunged again, this time aiming for Lena's midsection—but she phased intangible faster than any of them had ever seen.Scrooges fingers closed around a flash grenade in his hand, his eyes shut just as He pulled the pin. The grenade detonated with a deafening crack and a burst of blinding white. Econurite-Lena shrieked, her dark form recoiling as the light burned her shadowy essence. The tendrils loosened just enough—Violet gasped for air as she dropped to her knees, scrambling away. Scrooge grabbed her arm and yanked her behind him., as lena retreats, weakened to mich from the 2 grenades to risk further by herself.

Scrooge exhaled sharply, his grip tightening on Violet’s arm as he pulled her further back toward the others. The air still crackled with the afterburn of the flash grenade, the scent of ozone sharp in their nostrils. Lena—no, the Econurite—was gone, but the weight of what had just happened pressed down on them all. Huey rubbed his ribs, wincing as he stumbled closer. " uncle Scrooge..what the Hell was that? You—you knew what was happening to her!" His voice cracked, equal parts accusation and desperate hope. Fir the duck he secretly loves. Scrooge’s shoulders sagged, his usual bravado dulled by something darker. "Ay lad...it was a hundred years ago, when I was yonger, a multidimensional being name paradox cane to me, and recruit med me to take down a alien empire, the Econurite’s..they reproduce by converting others into their own kind...after a long fought war with others , we defeated and eliminated all but one, who I recent found out survived thanks to a invention that Asmenth, a brilliant alien, and one who fought with us against them...Za'karr, at the time was next in line to rule them...he has returned...and now he taken Dewy, Lena, and most likely Della...is this revenge for back then, or something else...i cant say" replys Scrooge. "Indeed McDuck..you right, Za'karr is in act back, but this isn't revenge, well not directly on you, he is repopulating his species and army, because of Ben Tennyson, who originates in his home dimension." Comes a fsmilar vorce as a portal appears. Out steps paradox.

"Ben," Scrooge breathed, his grip tightening on Violet’s arm as the portal flared to life. A second figure that stepped through was unmistakable—Ben Tennyson, the very hero who had once fought alongside them against Za’karr’s forces, but younger, a teen. His face was grim, the familiar Omnitrix glowing ominously on his wrist. Huey stumbled back, his ribs throbbing. "Ben? Who the heck is Ben" Ben's eyes locked onto Scrooge. "This is who we came to talk to paradox?" "Scrooge McDuck..this isn't the Ben's you know, the one you knew is..long gone, one of many in the omiverse, which is just a small part of the unpleasant, and on certain only accessible by me, but Za'karr has gain access to the unpleasant some how, and is converting many innocents into his new children..and yes im afraid he did get Della as well as you assumed'

The weight of Paradox’s words settled over the room like a suffocating fog. Scrooge’s grip on Violet’s arm trembled slightly before he forced himself to steady.His beak pressed into a hard line, the weight of Paradox’s words pressing down on him like a physical force. "Is there… is there a way to change them back?" Huey’s voice was small, desperate, his fists clenched at his sides as he looked between Paradox and Ben. The silence stretched for a heartbeat too long. Ben exchanged a glance with Paradox before shaking his head. "Once the conversion’s complete… there’s no reversing it. Not without destroying the Econurite hive-mind controlling them." His Omnitrix pulsed faintly, casting eerie green light across his grim expression.

Huey's knees hit the floor with a hollow thud. "She's gone then... Lena's gone." His voice cracked, the words tasting like ash in his beak. Across the room, Webby slid down the wall, her legs giving out as she pressed her forehead to her knees, fingers twisting violently in her pink sweater. The younger Ben shifted uncomfortably, his Omnitrix clicking through alien forms unconsciously. "Look, I know this is—" "Don't." Webby's voice was muffled but razor sharp. When she looked up, tear tracks glistened under the Omnitrix's green glow. "Don't you dare say you understand."

Back in Ben's univiserse, he and paradox unaware of the Econurite’s thats just appeared through a portal along with Za'karr. "Nows the time, Ben is off with paradox, its time I take back a old host, and secure my rule here I his absence..mm..i cant wait till o make Gwen Tennyson mine once more, but convert her into one of us" Za'karr says as he orders his children he brought to start converting all they fine.