Grey Matter types into the code with his tiny hands. He doesn’t delete the Collective. He reprograms it. The command changes from “DELETE ALL ALIENS” to “PROTECT ALL LIFE.” SCENE 8: EXT. AMPHITHEATER – REAL TIME VISUAL: The Hybrid freezes. Its eyes flicker from red to blue to green. It begins to shrink, to crumble. The Nanites fall away like dead leaves. The Hybrid collapses into a pile of inert dust. At the center: the original Heatblast clone, now harmless, flickering one last time.
(looking in rearview mirror, alarmed) Ben, what did you just do?
Tennyson. Benjamin. You carry the key. You carry the fault. You will be… partitioned.
(looking around, grim) Ben… this is Ignis. The Forge of Creation. This is where the first Omnitrix was built. By Azmuth himself.
The dial is glitching again. It keeps suggesting aliens I’ve never even seen. “Galvanic Mechamorph”? “Necrofriggian”? Who names these things?
TENNYSON!
