Prologue

"Is it ready?"

"M-my Diamond!" The tourmaline squeaked, quickly straightening and saluting her leader, crossing her arms over her chest. The Diamond said nothing, standing in front of the viewing window, her hands folded behind her back, simply waiting for an answer. "Y-yes, my Diamond." Tourmaline said, turning and tapping away on her control panel, her green skin lit up ominously by the glow of the screens.

"The shards have been collected, the host has been subdued, the pressure chamber is calibrated for incubation, and the resin is properly warmed." The smaller gem looked up at the Diamond, who had not even glanced down at her. She was too busy staring out at the being beyond the viewing window, suspended by a metal restraint,a ring that held its arms and legs wide, and kept its head facing forward.

This facility wasn't designed for this. The only reason the life form was even brought here was simply because the facility had similar beasts to take care of. It was a bit disturbing to think about; What would the peaceful beings in the facility above think if they knew what was going on below their feet? What would go through their mind if they heard their brethren cursing and foaming at the mouth?

"Hmpfh" Her Diamond scoffed, yanking the scientist out of her revery. "This was one of hers, you know." The larger gem mused.

"M-my diamond?" Asked her head scientist.

"One of Rose's...pets" Her Diamond elaborated, never taking her eyes off the creature inside. She said the name with such loathing, such venom that Tourmaline couldn't help but shudder. No one had any doubts of whom she was referring to. "It must have meant something to her, living so close." The Diamond continued thoughtfully. A small smile tugged at the corners of the larger gem's mouth, further terrifying Tourmaline.

"I'm going to enjoy this. Start the procedure."

"Y-yes, my Diamond!" Tourmaline squeaked, typing away on the controls. A set of arms extended from the ceiling, each one shoving gem shards against the brown flesh of the creature's upper body. The molten hot bonding material rushed down the tubing connecting the arms to the ceiling. The Diamond's face, eerily lit by the resin, had a haunting, hollow quality to it, as the beast began to scream.