Avalon Group's headquarters buzzed with activity, but Alex's focus froze the moment a news alert flashed on the giant holo-screen.
"BREAKING NEWS: INCURSEAN EMPIRE PREPARES FULL-SCALE INVASION OF EARTH."
The image of Milleous's smug green face appeared, barking orders to his soldiers.
Alex's eyes narrowed.
The Incurseans had been pests since he was a kid—trying repeatedly to steal Avalon shipments. He ignored them because the stolen resources were insignificant.
But now?
Trying to invade Earth?
Trying to treat his home like a playground?
Alex stood from his chair.A dark aura—cold, royal, absolute—spread through the entire room.
"Looks like I get to kick Milleous's face today."
Incursean Landing Zone
Dozens of Incursean battleships hovered over the desert. Soldiers marched out, yelling orders, aiming weapons at panicking humans.
Then—a dark-blue portal cracked open above them.
Alex stepped out of the sky and landed silently.
The soldiers aimed their guns, assuming he came to negotiate for the humans.
"We don't care what you say, human!" an officer barked. "We answer only to Emperor Mill—"
Alex ignored him completely.
"Where is Milleous?"
The entire army stiffened.No one dared address their emperor by name. The disrespect was unthinkable.
Weapons loaded.Guns pointed.Triggers tightened.
Then—
Ruler's Authority.
A tidal wave of invisible pressure crashed onto the battlefield.Incurseans collapsed instantly—shaking, choking, dropping their weapons.
The arrogant officer fell face-first into the sand.
Alex repeated, voice cold as death:
"Where. Is. Milleous?"
A trembling soldier squeaked,"P-Plumber HQ… h-he took over the cells…!"
Alex exhaled sharply."Good. Stay down if you want to live."
He vanished in a flash of shadows.
Plumber Headquarters, Earth
The place was a mess.Cells wrecked.Plumbers locked up.Alarms blaring.
Alex snapped his fingers.BOOM— every lock shattered open.
Out stepped Max, Ben, Kevin… and Gwen.
Ben grinned."Yo Alex! You're here to help?"
Kevin muttered, sweating."As long as he's not mad at me…"
Gwen looked down, expecting Alex to ignore her.But Alex simply nodded politely.
"Gwen."
It was neutral.Cold.Balanced.
She felt it like a knife—but Alex moved on without a flicker of emotion.
Max stepped forward."Alex, Milleous is holding the command center of his flagship. He has Attea with him."
Alex raised a brow."Attea?"
A teen girl in royal armor stepped out."I'm Princess Attea… Milleous's daughter."
Alex stared at her.
"No daughter sends assassins to die for her father. You sure you're his?"
Ben and Max nodded—same thought.
Attea sighed."My father's… complicated."
Alex's voice cut in:
"Where is he?"
She pointed upward.
Incursean Command Ship
The doors burst open with Alex at the front.Max, Ben, Kevin, Gwen, and Attea followed behind him.
The moment they entered—
THUD—Milleous was already on his knees.
Ruler's Authority pressed on him like a collapsing star.
All Incursean soldiers in the room were unconscious on the floor.
Even Max, Kevin, Gwen, and Attea were sweating under the pressure, barely staying upright.
Only Ben stood somewhat stable thanks to the Omnitrix.
Alex stepped forward, voice low and lethal:
"You stole supplies from Avalon in the past."
Milleous trembled violently.
"I—I didn't think it mattered—th-they weren't valuable—"
"They were mine."Alex's eyes glowed."And you will compensate every ounce."
Milleous nodded so fast his crown fell off.
"Y-YES! Full compensation! Resources, credits—whatever you want!"
Alex leaned closer.
"And you will never—ever—touch anything related to Avalon Group again."
"I WON'T! NEVER! WE SURRENDER!"
It was pathetic.But necessary.
Ben, Gwen, Max, Kevin, and Attea stared in shock.
Ben whispered,"So Alex didn't come to negotiate…"
Max nodded seriously."He came to make an example."
Kevin gulped."This is… terrifying."
Gwen whispered,"This is… the man I broke up with…?"
Alex turned away.
"Good. Spread the message to the entire Incursean Empire—Avalon is untouchable."
Milleous practically bowed his head to the floor.
Alex vanished in a blink, returning to Avalon HQ.
Leaving behind an emperor who would never again dare touch Earth—or anything connected to Alex Tennyson.