Steven Universe: Destruction.
NOTES: This is a brand-new story and has nothing to do with "Only Fuse with You" or Perfect Mistake.
Not all the characters are going to appear in this story...however because this story was made before "The Trial", I will try and update the character arcs...you know, Topaz and Zircons etc etc at some point in the story...
I do not own the characters, except for a few…but can't tell who because I'll give it away. Though I'm sure you'll know.
This story will contain, swearing, violence, some sexual themes and will be M-Rated in later chapters.
This is a fanfiction, so some characters may be OOC or OTT.
Yes, some characters will be killed off.
As for the timeline, it doesn't really have one but the only thing I can confirm is that Peridot didn't warn the gems of the cluster, instead learning more about the Earth and staying with the gems and her love…Lapis. (Barn Mates timeline existed)
As this will be M-Rated in later chapters, don't expect me to hold back…you have been warned.
This is a Re-Upload
Also, I've decided to add the sequel (Destruction 2: Blue) to this to make an Epic story. Meh...
This chapter will contain swearing.
"How are the…subjects?"
"Subject 1983 and 1984 are doing fine…but…"
"But what?"
"Subject 1983 seems to have reacted…a little badly…but it's too early with these kind of results"
"How badly?"
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"DON'T LET THEM ESCAPE!"
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Two lads are running but one of them seemed to be struggling. One was wearing black framed glasses a navy shirt with black trousers and a Norwich hat while the other had a white T-Shirt and jeans. They come to a large rock sticking from the ground and hide behind it.
1983: AHHHHH IT HURTS! IT FUCKING HURTS!
1984: Luke, stay calm! It'll be alright!
1983 falls to his knees, holding his stomach, eventually the pain rushes through his body but mostly aims in his head.
1983: IT'S…IT'S TEARING ME APART!
1984: LUKE? HANG IN THERE!
Just then. 1983's eyes started to pop out, blood rushes through the eye sockets, and then pouring out of his nose…his face soon covered in blood, as he starts to gurgle, no longer recognizable sounds to 1984…as something was pushing 1983's eyes, a shard, a gem shard ripping the eye into mush…and then his cheeks started to rip.
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Steven shot up from his sleep. He started to pant very heavily as cold sweat just dripping down from his brow. He looked around and had to take a few seconds to realize where he was…on his bed, in his room. His breathing was slowing down but he whimpered to the vision he had.
STEVEN: Oh God…it was just a dream. No, a nightmare…
Steven tried to relax himself but he couldn't get back to sleep. He looked at his clock to see it was 4.45 in the morning. He sighed, wiping the sweat from his face, got off the bed and wandered to the kitchen. He grabbed a glass from the cupboard and filled it with water…and drank it very quickly, he again filled the glass for a second gulp. He started shaking…this wasn't the first time he had this dream…he didn't know what it meant or why he was having dreams like this. It just seemed very random.
STEVEN: Why…? Why am I having these nightmares? What does it mean…?
He wanted to tell the gems of his dreams but figured it was a bit early to say, even if his friends didn't need sleep, they still needed to rest. He'd tell them in the morning. It was decided. These dreams just feel…a little to real.
The next day.
Steven gathered his gem friends around the sofa…as Steven was explaining his dream, the three gems just listened in their own way. Pearl was looking on in horror, Amethyst was eating some hotdogs, thinking the dream sounded cool…and Garnet, just sat in the middle of the sofa, arms spread and seemed to be chilled but her expression was just plain.
AMETHYST: Wow, Steven. Sounds like a whacky dream!
STEVEN: But…it felt so real.
PEARL: (Nervous) Well, Steven, it…it seems like you've been eating too much before you go to bed.
STEVEN: No, I don't!
PEARL: Well, it's just a dream!
STEVEN: But…I…could feel their pain…
PEARL: And…who were these two humans, Steven?
STEVEN: I don't know…one of them was called Luke.
PEARL: (To the other gems) Do we know a Luke…?
GARNET: I know a lot of people but I choose to ignore them.
PEARL: So, you know a Luke?
GARNET: No.
AMETHYST: We don't know any Luke, man.
PEARL:(To Steven) Sometimes you humans go through a lot of stress and sometimes this could be your subconscious playing tricks and interoperates into dreams.
STEVEN: You…don't believe me, do you?
PEARL: Now, Steven, we believe you, it's just…
STEVEN: You don't. (Stands up) I need some fresh air.
Steven sadly walks to the door and leaves.
PEARL: You don't think our missions have caused him stress, do you?
AMETHYST:Nah, he'll get over it. It's Steven, guys, he'll be fine.
PEARL:(Bits her lip) I don't know. (To Garnet) What do you think, Garnet?
GARNET: I think we should let him be. If he has the same dream again, then we need to find out the source of the dream. Gems coming out of humans, it's not possible. It's a nightmare and nothing more.
PEARL: I do worry about him. It's not the first time he's seen things in his dream.
GARNET: Don't worry. We'll keep an eye on him. I'll stay with him next time he sleeps.
Meanwhile.
Steven made his way to Beach City, his home town. He couldn't let go of the vision about the poor young lad being teared apart by a growing gem, it somewhat reminded him of the cluster, deep in the Earth's crust. The only info he had was a name, Luke, and the other subject…who at this point was nameless with only 1984 being a clue as a "subject". Steven had been walking for some time until he looked up and saw the Big Donut shop in front of him. The thoughts of the horrible dream were quickly gone as he smiled and ran to the shop.
STEVEN: Fresh donuts will put my mind at ease!
Steven pushed the door open, as the customer bell rang. He noticed Lars at the counter, leaning on it, his hand holding his head. Lars looked extremely bored…he adverted his eyes to Steven and then rolled them again.
LARS: Oh, if it isn't gem boy.
STEVEN: Uh, Hi to you to. So where's Sadie?
LARS: Looking for another DVD for us to watch. Ugh, romantic comedies…I can't stand them.
STEVEN: Oh, well that's nice. Seems like it's going well for you both.
LARS: Yeah…I guess so. So have you come here to show off your mental powers or are you actually going to buy a donut?
STEVEN: Their not mental powers, I'm-
LARS: I don't care.
Steven grumbles but knows this is what Lar's is like, so he looks at all the different donuts on display and quickly points out to a simple white-iced, chocolate sprinkle donut. Lars slowly grabs the donut and puts it in the bag, while Steven rummages through his pockets to pay for the donut. As if on cue, Sadie walks in, holding a couple DVD's
SADIE: I figured we could have a marathon of romantic comedies night and (See's Steven) Oh…hi Steven.
STEVEN: Hey, Sadie.
Steven pulls out his money and was about to give it to Lars but Sadie stops him.
SADIE: Wait, you can't charge Steven, Lars. He saved our city.
LARS: How are we supposed to make our money?
SADIE: It's just one donut. Sorry, Steven, it's on the house.
STEVEN: Oh…but I can pay.
LARS:Yep, pay up!
SADIE: No! Steven, it's yours.
STEVEN: Uh, great. Thank you.
SADIE: Your welcome!
Just then, the door goes…a young lad walks through the door. He was wearing a Norwich hat, navy shirt and black trousers but he looked a little rough up, though not bad to look like a homeless person. He had a small back-pack bag over his shoulder and black framed glasses…and holding a soccer ball. He looked a little shifty but almost shy. The others looked at him oddly.
STRANGER: Uh…s-sorry, do any of you know where a hotel is around here?
LARS: What do we look like, a tourist information centre!?
SADIE: Lars! Forgive him. A hotel, you say…yeah, there's one down the road. Out of here and a few minutes on your right.
STRANGER: Thank you.
SADIE: Say, are you hungry? Want a donut?
LARS: What, are you gonna give him one for free as well?
STRANGER: That's…very kind of you. But I'm okay…you've been a great help. Thank you.
SADIE: (Smiles) No worries!
The stranger simply leaves. Steven was taken aback…he was sure that the person he just saw was the same one in his dream.
LARS: What a weirdo. And had a strange accent too.
SADIE: He was English; you know…from the UK.
LARS: Yeah, I don't care…
STEVEN: I…I think I know him.
Steven then runs out of the shop.
SADIE: Hey, wait you forgot your donut!
LARS: No, don't remind him!
Steven didn't hear a word as the door closes behind him. Lars just goes back to leaning against the counter, while Sadie looks on with puzzlement.
Outside.
Steven runs outside, he looks around for the stranger but is nowhere to be seen. He looks in every direction…there was no way this stranger could walk fast. Steven sighed...but of course he remembers, the stranger was going to the Beach City hotel. Steven was almost a hundred percent…this was the same guy in his dreams…all he needed was answers and a name.