What is up, peoples and persons?
Welp. Here I am. Hopefully, no one saw my last fic, lol. But just like it, I have remade this one a slight bit and rebooted it, so to speak.
But for real, this was mostly an idea that was floating around and I wanted to try it. Hopefully, it reads okay and you readers like it. Just know, it's rated M for foul language and very detailed descriptions, but there is no lemon whatsoever. So... keep that in mind, rofl.
All the legalities apart, I don't own Steven Universe or any of it's affiliates; all rights exclusive to Rebecca Sugar.
Enjoy.
"Whoa!" (Crash!)
A cliff is where the portal sent me. Crashing into it, I start rolling down a bit and eventually stop at the bottom, sand now covering my form. The dust settles after a while. Though, I'm gonna be honest…
"Ow… damn, that hurt…" I get up, holding my head. Gonna have this headache for a while…
"Well, that is what you will get when going through any unknown portal," LYNX snarks, smirking at my misfortune. I start shaking any sand of me, certain that a few grains are in my eyes. "At least we're safe now. There probably isn't any need to go anywhere. I can't detect any harm nearby."
"That's good." I sit and lean back on the rock, happy that we're good. Wow, am I tired… "Do you know where we are?" I look around and see that I'm at a beach, a cliffside, actually. There was only some space before you hit the water.
She brings up some panels of details, some flying fast, some corrupted, and some broken. "Considering we didn't get to make a perfect portal, the fact that the terminal became damaged during transport, and that none of us looked at what the program was, it'll take some time to decipher everything. In the meantime, I recommend you- uh- um…"
"What?" I ask. "Something on my face?"
She didn't respond, but slowly nodded. "And your forehead. And your hands… and chest..."
Hmm? "What are you talking about?" Only now do I hear something wrong with my voice. Looking down…
What. The. Fuck!?
Tits!? "I'm female now!?"
Much to my surprise, yes, I am. Grabbing a mirror from… my purse? Oh, my God…
She was right.
My skin had become a light blue, almost the same as my lightning. Okay, whatever, but my concern is the gem that's on my forehead, a clear octagonal cut with my clan insignia for a facet. My now purple hair was brushed back with a braid on each side that connected to the back, almost looking… like a crown… if it only connected to the back of my head and went down even more with just a tie. Speaking of length, it reaches past my shoulder blades.
My clothes changed as well… it looks like a qipao style dress if it was cut to show the purple gem I have that has a heart facet. It was a dark blue with white lining the edges.
Standing up, the skirt is cut into four… flaps? A front one, side ones, and a back one with overlaps the side ones, I guess, for modesty, despite the fact that I'm wearing what seems like a pale pink spandex shorts and that they barely reach my knees at least. A light lime green sash adorned my waist, wrapping into a long bow in the back. The purse was actually a pouch remade with a small strap over it and connected to my waist in what looks like a delicate chain. Though tugging on it told me that it's actually pretty strong.
Nothing much more surprising going further down, just shoes that look like ballet flats that wrapped around my ankles… for some odd reason.
More gems were on the back of my hand, one light green butterfly on my left and a blue cat paw on my right. There was even a red one with a crown on my back. But other than that, they had no other property than aesthetics; I can't feel anything from them nor can I get anything like a lot of people I know.
What I really wasn't prepared for was my size.
Jesus Christ, when I say my first wife has bigger tits than the girls I see, I apparently wasn't lying. I didn't size them because they were perfect on her, but Goddamn, they look huge at this angle. And my hips and ass! Jeez!
Maybelle really had it going on, huh? And Rhaspherias wasn't left out. Hell, the spandex looks like it's straining on my thighs.*
LYNX does a quick roundabout and takes measurements, despite the fact that I didn't even want to know. And to add insult to injury, despite the fact that she can measure things very well just with eyesight and her tech, with incredible accuracy might I add, she still had the gall to use a holographic ruler. A few, actually.
And I thought my dry remarks were bad…
"So that's 32H, 28, and 37, quite an excellent figure," she teases. "Wow, even I'm jealous." I'm pretty sure not even my wives have that exaggerated of a figure in either number… seriously, I'm hourglassy as fuck.
I blush. "Shut. Up. Just please give me a briefing of our location."
"On it, Matthew." Stop laughing!
The date on my Receptor** says it's give or take… 2 A.D.?
Hmm.
But I'm pretty sure you're wondering why I'm going on the way I am. Well. It's kind of a long story. See-
"So what do you think, Rose?" said one.
"I think this is a fine place to have a home," said another. Crap, not another confrontation…
I think the history lesson will take a queue.
I eventually decide to get close to the cliff wall and attempt to sneak away… if I had some place to go. The sand disappears as the water and rock take over on my left, and the voices are coming from my right.
Sand shifted with footsteps coming closer. However, they stop.
"Company." A stoic voice.
"What is it, Garnet?"
"There's someone or something ahead…"
Shit. I use a small Shadow Morph*** to hide the majority of my being. Only a small bit of my eyes could be seen. The rest is covered in what looks like black ninja wraps. Jumping up, I try to see if I can find a ledge to land on. There's not.
"Up there!" Damn it.
A spear was thrown my way, barely giving me time to dodge. I jump away from the cliff, running sideways as far as I can. However, a whip or something cracks the rock and I'm forced to land. I would've counterattacked but if I'm being honest, it's been weeks since I slept and ate; I'm very weak right now.
So instead, to save some energy, and maybe a headache, I stop Shadow Morphing and let the wraps fall over, but my focus was thrown by the gauntlets that were suddenly missiles to my face. Deflecting them, I-
(Stab) "Augh!" Ow!
Looking down, a wide blade was piercing my chest by some… lady with… pink ringlets..?
Finally, the shadows drop, showing my face and my bleeding wound. The others gasp at the notion.
"Can't give someone a break, huh..?" I say, falling down…
"Are you sure, Rose? Who knows if it's a corrupted gem?" Hmm?
"My thoughts exactly, but we will not know until we find out."
"Why don't we bubble it? It seems a bit easier than waiting."
"She didn't poof…"
"Shh, wait, she's coming to."
The same voices from earlier…
"Where… where am I?" I try to open my eyes. It's kinda dark…
"We'll be asking the questions, thank you," I hear a slightly cynical voice say. Though now that I feel kind of rested…
A quick summon of my Double Barrels**** and I'm immediately up, jumping back and ready to send bullets at my attackers. Though why we're at the top of the cliff now seems funny to me.
"I don't think so."
Four figures, the same ones from earlier, stood in front of me. One, my striker, was a heavyset female, with long poofy pink hair in ringlets, a white flowing dress adorned. She seemed the most normal of all… if not for the gem where her navel is supposed to be.
Another stood next to her, a stick compared to the first. White pale skin, a gem on her forehead, some ballerina outfit with a star in the middle, and a rapier like sword in hand.
The third one was very short, almost a kid, but I know better. Purple in tone, silver like short hair, a gem on her chest, a tank top with a shawl and leggings… and a look of curiosity.
The last gem looked very uninterested, leaning back onto a tree with her arms crossed. Red skin, a square afro, shades, a bodysuit of some kind, and the gem is probably on her back or a hand or something since I can't immediately see it.
But they seemed like no real harm despite the weapons now summoned.
"Who are you guys?" I ask. "Why did you attack me?"
They didn't answer quickly, almost as if looking for something.
"Are you… a fusion?" the leader of them asks. Well, I'm thinking leader. Call me biased if you want, but leaders I meet usually hold a sword.
Plus, she seems to be the one they respect. And she's also the tallest compared even to me.
"(Confused) Fusion? What? No… I'm a singular entity if that's what you mean? Just-" One of them attempts to get closer. The small one.
"Easy there, we mean no harm, or whatever," she says. I click back the hammers.
"Sorry, but that's not enough for me. Put down your current and any other weapons you have and then I might trust you."
They seemed reluctant to do so but relented. One of then nods and proceeds, the rest following. A few swords, a spear, a whip, and gauntlets were put down.
"Now you."
I take a second and nod. Releasing the hammers and removing the magazines, I set my guns down and step away to say I mean no harm… at least, it does where I come from. That's why I asked them to do so first.
"There we go. I suppose you have questions. So do I. I'll be nice and go first. First, worry not; I don't want to be enemies. Secondly, I'll forgive you for stabbing me. Trust me, this isn't the first time I was attacked first in fear of me attacking them."
They seemed to understand.
"Okay… well, our introductions are in order. I am Pearl." Forehead gem.
"Amethyst." Kid gem.
"Garnet." Stoic afro.
"And I am Rose Quartz, leader of the Crystal Gems. I have to ask, what gem are you?" Tall and stout… sorry, I had to say it.
Also, called it.
"I… 'm not sure. LYNX, scan me, please?"
"Affirmative." The others were surprised that a hologram suddenly appeared, looking at every one of my gems. The way she does things forces me to try not to laugh, though that's probably her actual way of teasing me. I never ask and besides, it amuses me. She keeps making and throwing things away to examine. "(Magnifying glass) Higher refractive index than most… (sheet of something) improbability of tarnishing… (hammer taps) almost as hard… (color wheel?) despite impossible coloring… you are… (Ding!) a Moissanite."
Never heard of them. The Gems seemed impressed somewhat.
"And that's..?" I ask.
"Second hardest material known to humankind, just under Diamond and past Corundum. Your Moh's scale hardness is 9.25 and index is 2.64 and a silicone carbide compared to a pure carbide Diamond of 10 and 2.49."
"Moissanite… it has quite a likeness," Rose states.
"Huh. Intricate. So let me ask, just what are you guys? You have rebellion written all over you."
They recoil at the phrase, well, mostly Rose and Pearl. I wondered what that was about. But then they told me that they are part of a group who defies from something called the Diamond Authority, a hierarchy in which everything is in its place; literally nothing can be it's own. So… a communistic monarchy?
"... and we were recently searching for a place to make a home at until we stumbled onto you, Moissanite," Rose finished.
"Ah, well, then. Don't let me get in your way of that," I state. "As much as I would like to help, I have my own things to accomplish as well. Please don't take it the wrong way; I have a… past of my own which isn't… well…"
"I understand. Though, I will say you are welcome to visit again anytime." The others nod. Going down, I attempt to grab my pistols… until I realize there's one missing.
"Where is it?" I ask, suddenly worried.
"So what is this thing exactly?" Amethyst goes, pointing that thing at a random direction. I freeze up when she somehow correctly aims it and shoots it. The recoil was actually strong enough to not just push her back, but force her to roll.
I wince at the action. No one else seemed to have a good trip on those things due to the immensely high recoil and speed.
The others gasped that my weapon was actually that strong. Those are my regular bullets too; I didn't even change the magazine for any hollow point, armor piercing, or elemental bullets either.
"Those are my weapons, guns. They won't be invented on this planet for a few more hundred years, but where I come from, we already have this technology." I point to my Receptor. "The one you shot was the left side of the model I call the Double Barrels." I show then the right side, where the safety, ejector, and even design was mirrored.
"Oh, are they similar to light projectiles?" Pearl asks.
"In a way. Using an ignited primer and powder fuel, metal pieces known as bullets are propelled into your target." I kept explaining them the physics of said ranged weaponry, even going as far as showing them my other weapons.
I also have a sword, double edged, that's been with me for millennia and a compound bow with multiple arrow types.
"Well, this is all very impressive, Moissanite, but I feel that I must ask: where did you come from if you have technology that isn't even an idea or concept to these humans on this planet?"
"Funny you should ask. See, I come from a different planet and… well, it's going through many problems. I traveled via a damaged teleporter and landed here. And now we're in this situation. But as leader of one of the planet's royalty, I must venture out and see if I can get what I need to make things right again." I should leave out the other facts…
"You're not going to go to Homeworld if you travel out, will you?" Rose asks, worried.
"If you don't want me to, I won't." Unless, of course, something forces my hand. But they don't need to know that. "In any case, I think it's time I get out of your hair. Whether in 5 days or years, who knows when I'll be able to accomplish my goal."
"What exactly is your goal?" Garnet asks.
"I'm looking for something or someone… I'm not sure if I can find it here, but I'll do what I can. "
"Shouldn't you be looking in space and not just Earth?" Amethyst asks.
"You never know. LYNX, detection mode, please."
"Standing by."
I look outward and sigh. "Well, I'm off. It was nice to meet you Crystal Gems… even if it was by you attacking me."
They shared a nervous laughter, except Garnet who only smirked. "Good luck."
I nod and jump off into the sea, not knowing what awaits. I can tell just by look alone that they know stuff that I should, but maybe I shouldn't think on it too much. Thinking about it, I probably might not meet them again. Either because I'm too far or it doesn't hit me nor will it happen.
"Found anything, LYNX?" I ask, still gliding through the air.
"Nothing yet. Awaiting orders."
Wish me luck…
I'm gonna need it.
So how was it? Good enough? Well, as we all know, review, like, etc and, nah, I'm not asking for all that, ha. But yeah, hope you enjoyed and I'll be coming up with another chapter pretty soon. My uploading times will be random at times, maybe in a few days, maybe in a week or two, I don't know, right? In any case, I'll come back with another and hopefully you'll be here to read it next time.
Also, as part of the reboot, I also put a few asterisks to add a few extra little details. So, here it is.
* Ignore these names. It's just the monologue that she's going through in her thoughts.
** Think of DBZ's Scouters, but it's just a Bluetooth like bullet shaped device that uses interactive holograms for various purposes such as mapping, statistics, communications, and etc that houses a bobcat A.I. gal pal, LYNX, who she herself is a permanent holograph who helps Moissanite a lot.
*** I'll be using a little something that involves elemental powers. Either in the next or the following chapter, I'll be explaining more in detail.
**** Also, a lot of custom weaponry will be shown. Luckily, either for your convenience or imagination, I'll just be saying what they kinda look like. So, Double Barrels. Twin Glock 18C. Semi or auto, 16 or 64, respectively. They can also conjoin together to make a jerry rigged RPG-7 knockoff.
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