Another, another presence, they had long since stopped counting how many were bubbled and sent here. Long since given up on escaping, perhaps the day will come, but it will be a long time till then. 'Just keep your form, don't forget who you are,' The gem thought to itself for an unknown amount of times. Someone entered the room, they're just standing there. Which one was this, the spearmaiden, the shapeshifter or the lovers? It should not matter, none would release him.
It felt small, like the shapeshifter, but different. Hmm odd, perhaps the shapeshifter took a new form, that was probably it. 'Why am I so interested in the presence of the crystal gems?' Probably because I haven't interacted with anyone for so long. Wait, is the shapeshifter staring at them? Why… why the sudden interest? Have they finally decided to crush my gem? Pointing. She's pointing at me and… oh my word, the lovers came in and grabbed my bubble, maybe I'm close enough to hear what the lovers are saying. "Are you sure this is the one?"... "Alright, but if anything goes wrong, it goes back, alright?"
What's happening, I'm being transferred to a different room, what's happe- ! I'm… I'm out… I'm out of t-that bubble. 'OKOKOK, Reform, just like before, keep your form." A dark grey form grows around the egg shaped, black gem on top of the wooden floor. Alright, how did I remember it again? Slightly shorter that the spearmaiden, slightly more muscular that her too, wrapped in black, baggy, yet form fitting robes resembling that of a… what was it that the humans called them when they were captured, a, nin-jah?
The form now taken physical mass fell to its knees, exhausted, they dared not move. "Hey Garnet," spoke a young voice, "why's she dressed like a ninja?". So they got the terminology right, good, but she? They checked all around with one eye slightly open, no, they were still male. "And why aren't they moving?" That was a good question, why aren't they moving? Perhaps it was the fear of getting smashed as it might all be some sick joke. As if reading his mind, the voice spoke once again "Maybe they're scared of your gauntlets? Could you put them away for now?" The next thing thing to be heard was weapons unequipping. He moved slowly to not anger the lovers, raising his eyes to finally meet the childs.
He was small and slightly pudgy from what could be seen with an aura of excitement radiating from him, he could swear that the child could power a ship with that amount of energy. Next to him were the lovers, stone cold as ever. "Your eyes," the child said trying to hide their excitement, "They're so pretty." "Uh, thank you," the unknown gem said with a raspy voice, they never thought of their eyes as pretty, after all the left one was a midnight purple and the right a golden yellow wasn't a very popular choice back on- the gem felt his eyes droop as he thought of homeworld. How long has it been since the day he was captured? He noticed the boy had a look of concern over his face, does his kind now have the power of telepathy? "Hold on, I think I can help," help? Help with what?
The next thing he knew the small boy was now giving them a hot cup of, something, it had steam coming off of it. "Breath in the steam from the tea, it'll help a lot," he said looking at them. Well, if it was gonna "help" them, who could say no? As he smelled the mixture he noticed that it was a sweet combination of the grassy fields of home and a slight tartness easing its way in, the entire smell enveloped his body with a warm feeling, along with a previously unknown soreness in their throat. Was that what the child- hold on, this boy has been so kind to him, and he had yet to give him a name. "Onyx," the unknown gem said aloud. "Hmm?" The boy exclaimed, "My name, It's Onyx," the now finally known gem said somewhat clearer. "Oh, mine's Steven, Steven Universe" said Steven. Onyx had a good feeling about this boy, he never attack once while instead helping him. All the while he knew the lovers watched in silence, planning every move he would make, leading back up to going back into the bubble.
Authors note: I've finally worked up enough confidence to put up a story that I have tried to make (and majorly fail at). Please review and tell me what's wrong with it to get better at this, and remember, this is my first time doing this sort of thing so please go easy on me. I'll start on a new chapter (or revise this one) once I get at least one review telling me some criticism. Also, I don't own Steven Universe, just my Onyx OC. Til next time!