Chapter 2

The feeling of power and adrenaline of the transformation, was without a doubt indescribable as it was instantaneous.The blinding flash of green light that appeared as soon as it vanished like nothing happened, in the place of Jacob now stood Big Chill a Necrofriggian Alien.

He became a humanoid, moth-like alien with unique physical features. He has a black body with cyan patches on his arms, shoulders, legs, wings, and neck, resembling ice chunks. These patches are outlined in thick blue, except for the wing patches, which have a black outline. There is also a black line along the outer margin of each wing.

Big Chill's wings and antennae can fold up into a hooded robe, resembling a phantom or a poncho. His face features blue cheeks and underjaw, a mouth with bluish-white teeth, and large green eyes with dark green spots. He also has a blue Y-shaped marking on the top of his head, extending over his scalp.

On his torso, Big Chill has three plates: one resembling a chest plate, a shorter plate below the chest, and another resembling a stomach plate. His hands have three pointed fingers and a thumb, while his feet have two toes, and there is a third toe-like extension on his ankles. And on his chest stood the symbol of Omnitrix, he checked himself out laughing In disbelief in a haunting voice.

"It's real, i can't believe it!! No freaking way!!" he cheered in full enthusiasm, then all the sudden he got locked up. The information about all the abilities he is capable of flashing through his mind and the experience to control them as naturaly as breathing.

He then remembered that he was in a unfamiliar environment, he started to chastise himself for acting like a kid. Here was a full grown adult acting like a immature brat, he then took control of himself and made himself invisible as he flew upwards from the alleyway he had found himself. As he at the elevated position he bore witness to what one would discribe a horror because he now realized that he wasn't home, he found himself face to face with the Gotham bank.

"Hehehe, no way. This surely must be some cruel joke." he whispered in disbelief for a second time, there wasn't any bank that had that name that he knew of.

Full of denial he sped through the air as he bore witness to the indisputable fact that he was now in Gotham the home of the dark crusader, as he went back down to a park while still invisible he got timed out just in time.

He went to the lake of the park as he looked at himself barely recognizing the face staring back at him, he felt full of despair, even if he had a powerful tool for survival he still was an average man with no abilities of his own. He was in a foreign place, no home to return to, no money or connection either to take care of his need but jacob will not give in.

"Alright, first thing's first i need cash asap, but i won't go robbing someone of one" while he was making a plan he got interrupted by a scream for help, he deadpanned "Well isn't that convinient while silently jogging to see what's happening.

He saw ahead of himself in the dark corners of the alleyway, a man standing threateningly in front of a small child what gender he could not tell because of low lighting but he has seen enough to get what is about to happen to the child.

If he does not do anything the child would experience a fate worse than death,"Not on my watch, not now, not ever, never again!" as he had a flashback to a horrid set of his childhood memories. Shaking his head to clear his mind from distraction, he rose silently approaching them with his stealthy approach.

"Come on now little one, let uncle take you to get some food. I do know you need some stuff-"The man got interrupted by a heavy blow to the side of his head, as he dropped to the ground clutching his head while screaming in agony. Jacob saw red as he had seen the child was covered in scars and burn marks, the child did not have a good life most obviously.

"Close your eyes kid, and no matter what do not open them understand!" he told the child, the child agreed as they had been thoroughly frightened clenching their eyes and teeth shut. Turning to the low life who had enough time to get up tried to stab Jacob, but such a amateurish move would do nothing except (Crack!!)

He screamed his arm got broken in the wrong direction.

He quickly jabbed the man in his throat, choking his screams as he gave the low-life a choke slam and he was out like a light.

Turning to the kid, that hadn't moved an inch in fear of what might happen he nearly broke down in tears himself. No child should ever experience this or anything remotely close to this, yet here was the child who nearly did.