Ben Tennyson and Gwen sat on the soft grass, their laughter mingling with the night air. The nostalgic tales of past adventures filled the space between them, each word a reminder of their shared history. "Hey Ben, remember when you used to transform into Blitzwolfer? That was always so cool," she said, her eyes glinting with the moon's reflection.

Ben ran his fingers over the Omnitrix, feeling its power thrumming under his touch. "You want me to transform? For old times' sake?" he asked, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Yes! Come on, it'll be fun! I miss seeing you in your alien forms," Gwen urged, her excitement palpable.

The Omnitrix glowed a vivid green as Ben activated it, selecting Blitzwolfer. A moment of stillness passed before a tingling sensation crept through his limbs. His muscles ached and stretched, bones cracking as they reshaped. He winced, teeth gritting against the pain. "It's starting," he whispered, eyes widening as fur sprouted along his arms.

Fully transformed, Blitzwolfer stood tall, his form rippling with newfound strength. His senses were heightened, each sound and scent a vivid tapestry of information. "This is incredible," his voice rumbled, now deep and primal. Gwen watched, a mix of awe and concern on her face. "Ben, you’re really embracing this, aren’t you?"

Blitzwolfer reveled in the raw power coursing through him, yet something tugged at the edges of his consciousness. The alien instincts whispered, tempting him to surrender. "Rath, Blitzwolfer, they're all part of me now," he growled, a hint of reverence in his tone. "Ben, are you okay?" Gwen asked, her voice edged with worry.

The Omnitrix beeped, signaling the end of the transformation, yet the connection remained. Ben returned to his human form, eyes still alight with a wolfish glow. "Yeah, but they're still with me. And I think I'm okay with that," he said, his resolve firm. Gwen nodded, understanding the bond he shared with his alien forms.