RISE OF BLOODSTONE
CHAPTER: one
A STEVEN UNIVERSE FANFICTION
In the black abyss that is, space rested a hand shaped ship. The ship was quite large and was a pale yellow; it resonated with an unknown and dangerous power. Even with the
ships size it was occupied only by three people, all three were females. Inside the ship was a slew of pods and computers, in the center of all of them were its only passengers.
They each stood in front of a screen one was pale yellow the other a light blue and the last a violet. In the center was a large stasis tube and within was the lone male on the
ship that had a breathing mask and many tubes in him. "Homeworld officer Citrine reporting subject progress" said the pale yellow one. "Homeworld officer Apatite reporting
subject energy discharge" said the light blue one. "Homeworld officer Iolite reporting subject mental stability, intelligence and physical prowess" responded the purple one after
the others. Citrine began her report "The subject has show great physical mass progress and is nearly complete" she said as she took her helmet off, showing her long dark
yellow hair. Apatite took her helmet showing her short length blue hair that was tied into a ponytail "Subjects energy discharge rate is rapidly rising, I recommend some
prismatic energy dispersement generators to suppress the experiments power till it can be understood and controlled" stated Apatite as she proceeded to walk down a corridor
leaving Citrine and Iolite alone. Iolite stood in front of her screen and removed her helmet to reveal her shoulder length purple hair "The subject is extremely intelligent and has
tried many times to escape but has not been able to even regain consciousness to enact his escape so we are to stay on schedule" Iolite stated as Citrine glanced over her
shoulder. Iolite continued her report "The physical capabilities are unmatched, it has superior speed, agility, strength and it has the capability to summon multiple forms of
weapons, not being stuck to a certain range" Iolite stated to end her report. Citrine tapped her screen and said "Save solar reports for monthly progress officers" she said as the
screen flashed and said O.K. "Iolite where's Apatite?" Citrine asked as she sat in one of the few seats in the room. "Don't know she might have gone to check on the generators,
after all we don't know how long we can sustain our presence in this area if we don't constantly check those generators…" Iolite paused, as she looks at the boy in the stasis
tube "especially with our guest" Iolite finished, Citrine nodded in response. As soon as their conversation ended, an explosion ravaged the ship and sent Iolite and Citrine flying
into a wall as a pillar of fire slammed into them from the hallway, completely engulfing their bodies. When the flames cleared, the room was in horrible shape, the walls were
covered in jagged holes where the explosion had no place to escape, the floor was covered in fire and something was wrong with our guest's stasis tank. As the flames continued
to claw at the tank a crack was heard as the floors integrity lessened as the fire's rage, the flames were slowly burning the life support tubes attached to the tank. As the floor
looked just about to give in a hand burst through the stasis glass and as the liquid escaped the tank the body slowly broke through and fell to the floor with a light thud. It was
the body of a teenage human or a Homeworld Gem made to look human. The body stirred and slowly got up, seeming to ignore the flames around him. As he looked around the
room, he did a quick check-up on himself and saw nothing wrong except…he was naked. "Great" the boy said as he began concentrating and in a flash of white, he was wearing
a black shirt with a red skull on it and black shorts, no shoes though. He began walking down the hallway in which the explosion came from. On his way there he passed by a
shining blue gem on the floor surrounded by smoke markings "You got what you deserved" the boy said as he kept walking. He came to a series of domes in the wall "Finally" he
said as he put his hand on one of the domes and it slid open revealing a control panel. Just as he entered, another strong explosion rang loud through the halls (I am out of
here) he thought as he ruffled his black hair slightly, closed the pod and shot out into space. The wreck of the ship looked as if it was the open hand of god as the palm was on
fire as if it was a symbol. The boy did not look back as he rocketed to the Homeworld officers last known location of disturbance "Earth" the boy said as he shot of in it's direction.
My name is Bloodstone and this is my story.
