Chapter 1: Arrival

It was a quiet day in Beach City. This, if you not consider the three spaceships that had just landed. They have been originally four, but one of them had fled after being hitten by the laser cannon barrage shot by a group of gems, an alien race, called Crystal Gems. These group of gems, composed of a peridot, a pearl, an overcooked amethyst, a fusion of a ruby and a sapphire and an human-gem hybrid. One of the ship's hull opened and a humaanoid-looking droid, escorted by two larger cloaked figure with red eyes holding electrostaffs and three droid similar at the first one, except for the fact that their heads hadn't a blue stripe.

"Greetings hostiles!" said the one with the blue stripe "I'm OOM2-001, captain of the Indipendence and Liutenant of the Droid Army, actual second in comand of the CIS, or the Confederation of the Indipendent Systems. I regret to state that, even if the CIS hadn't shown unfriendly actions towards you, you damaged a Sheathipede-class transport ship. I can only hope that you hadn't meant that gesture as an act of war"

"What do you want from Earth?!" shouted Garnet, still in a wedding dress

"What the CIS want from Earth? It's simple. We're the losers of a galactic civil war from a galaxy far, far away. After a fight with a Star Destroyer class spacecruiser our engines had been damaged and we have been shot here. We need technicians, ores and a place to stay to rebuild our army. As we talk, our flagship is hidden in one of the asteroid belts of this system, we're we are extracting ores and building docks and factories. We've found out that the only planet that have organic life in this system is the planet we're standing on and so we want to hire some of your technicians in order to bring our ship fully operational"

"We aren't going to-" said Garnet, before being interrupted by Peridot "I'm a technician!"

"Wonderful! How would you want to be paid? I don't think that our currency has a value here"

"I'd like to have a bit of your technology, like some of your droids"

"That can be arranged, but wouldn't you prefer the project for a factory that build them?"

"She's not going" said Garnet

"And why?"

"We can't trust them with Peridot's sake. What if they take her away?"

"We could do with them, G" said Amethyst

"That too can be arranged"

Later, Asteroid Belt

"Whoa" It was the only thing that could exit from Steven's mouth when he saw the Indipendence. It was ENOURMOUS. It was a sphere, surrounded with a circle with an opening on the front

"Impressive" stated Peridot

"If you had seen the Malevolence or the Invisible Hand, you wouldn't say so" commented OOM2 "They were the best of the best"

The intercom crackled and a voice said "Ship 346, communicate your status an send identification codes"

"Roger roger" said OOM2, pushing a button "I have retrieved a technician. Small problem, I have a 17-90"

"Roger roger, we'll communicate it to the medical bay"

"What's a 17-90?" Steven asked

"Alien specimen possible diseases"

"Only Steven it's organic, we don't need it"

"You don't look like droids"

"We aren't. We are gems, gemstones based beings" explained Pearl

"Never heard of. I'm sure that later EV-A4-D will be happy to study you. You don't have pain receptors, right?"

"N-no?"

"Oh, so that will be less fun for him, but safer for you"

"What do you-"

"Beginning of landing procedures"

The ship parked with several others, returning from extracting zones of the asteroid belt

"I will show your technician what we want from her. In the meantime Steven will be escorted to the medical bay by three B1 droids. Everyone else of you is free, but our MagnaGuards will escort you. Got it?"

Steven, escorted by three droids separated from the main group.

"So, what's your name?" the boy asked his escortants

"Name?" one of the droids asked "We don't have names"

"But how they call you when someone wants you?"

"They usually call us 'droid' or 'you'. It's impossible to name every single droid. We're too many!"

"What if I gave you names?"

"I want to be 'Roger'!" one said

"Not fair!" one replied "I want to be be 'Roger' too!"

"Me too!"

"Ok, seems you do like the name 'Roger', huh? What about you are Roger one, you Roger two and you Roger three?"

"I like the idea" commented Roger three

"Roger Roger"

They continued chatting until they arrived at the medical bay

"Hi, Steven!" the droids saluted him as they left him "I hope that the next time we'll meet they haven't erased my memory!"

Steven saluted too, then, when they disappeared behind a corned, turned and entered the medical bay. The first thing he noticed was a giant duct, greater than him with what looked like a brain, collegated with several… things? Steven didn't know how to call them, but two of them looked like cybernetic eyes

"Who are you?" Someone behind Steven asked. Steven turned, only to see a droid. It was different from the ones he had seen until then. It has some kind of glowing eyes and… was it a circular saw?

"I'm Steven" said Steven, trying to not be intimidated by the blade

"Oh, you're the alien specimen Captain OOM2 sent me for inspection. Take a seat" the droid said, putting the saw inside him again

"What's in that jar?" Steven asked as EV-A4-D checked a bit of his blood in a small datapad

"He's my master, General Grievous. He was badly damaged during a fight with his 'nemesis' and despite the bacta treatment he hadn't returned conscious yet"

"What's 'bacta'?"

"Oh, right you probably don't have anything similar on your primitive world. The bacta is a liquid with regenerative capacities that is used for bad injures. Homewer, it seems like you doesn't carry any kind of illnessess. How's it even possible?"

"It's probably 'cause of my healing factor"

"Your healing what?!"

"My healing factor. My body fluids are… like bacta. My spit heals and I've discovered that my tears can bring back to life people"

"WHAT?! Let me check"

Steven spitted in the contenitor and A4-D quicly checked its capacities. The results were… flabbergasting, saying the least. The liquid that exited the mouth of that specimen were 10 hundred times more effective than bacta! Still it hadn't the power to regenerate the organic body of his master, but it could bring him conscious!

"Steven"

"Yes?"

"Could you please spit in this glass?"

"Sure"

With the powerful liquid in a syringe, EV-A4-D used the mechanical manipulators inside of the bacta duct and injected it in the brain of the general. For a couple of seconds nothing happened, but then a voice raised from the vocabulator of the jar

"Where- Where am I?"