Hey everyone! welcome to Seditionis Adamas, Diamond Rebellion. This is the direct sequel to Domina Alba so you should probably be familiar with what's going in in that and also Rosea Margarita.
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The lower echelons of life on Homeworld were as vibrant as the upper spires. They may not have been as touched by art or culture but they had a certain lightness about them. The further down you went, the further you got away from the managers and Agates, the closer you crept to those just barely hanging on to the fringes of the caste system. And if you straddled the line close enough you could find areas where off colors were perhaps, a little less so.
Domina had been making these trips for a few months now, dressed in her plainest clothes, with her hat pulled down over her gem. This part of the former pink district was home to an atmosphere much like what was onboard the outpost stations.
Gems, when left unsupervised found entertaining ways to blow off steam. Which is how Domina found herself in the fighting ring with a larger than standard Rutile. The mixed gem crowd formed a loose circle around the combatants. The Rutile hefted a material battle axe and Domina was using a cutlass that felt a unfamiliar in her hand. No summoned weapons, most people here were obscuring their gems in some way, anything to increase the anonymity of the participants.
Domina dodged a swing of the weapon by leaping into the air, a breeze billowing around her and pushing dust back towards the crowd. The Rutile craned her neck back to follow her leap and brought down the ax on the spot where Domina should have been. Domina instead stayed in the air and dived through the air to bury her sword home between the Rutile's shoulder blades. Or thats what would have happened if the moment she had been within range the Rutiles axe she was smacked out of the ring and into a nearby wall on the other side of the crowd.
Said crowd erupted into applause and cheers as Domina lay on her back, waiting for the world to stop spinning.
"Are you alright-t-t-t?" A voice asked. Domina blinked and let her eyes focus in on the shape standing above her. A Carnelian that was built closer to the style of a Lapis than to a proper quartz stared back at her. She was wearing a piece of cloth tied around her waist, probably covering a belly gem. Domina grinned, head still throbbing, her whole right side was numb.
"Yeah,I've had worse." She said. The Carnelian helped her to her feet.
"Well nice job lasting that long, no one's been able to beat that Rutile in decades. What are you some kind of Apatite?"
"Something like that." Domina leaned against the wall and checked to make sure nothing was broken. The Carnelian opened her mouth to respond when she was cut off from whirring over head. Scout drones, shortly followed by a squad of Jaspers.
"This Gathering in unsanctioned and harboring criminals of the Diamond Authority, Nobody move!" One of them called out breaking the sudden tension that had fallen over the crowd. Gems panicked, fleeing in every direction. The Jaspers and Drones pursued them, barely concealed glee over the formers faces. Domina saw the Carnelian bolt towards the tunnels into the deeper caverns on homeworld only to be cornered by a Jasper holding a spiked mace.
"Stop!" Domina shouted, acting on impulse, she rose up above the crowd, no one paid her any attention. She could hear screaming, the sounds of gems braking. She couldn't let this continue. White Diamond yanked off her hat, her gem began to glow. "I said STOP!" She shouted, sending out a gale of wind.
And then everything did. And Domina was left in a familiar blackness swarming with thousands of images. There was a hot tension behind her gem and Domina held on to that to make the moment last. She began to move, finding the memories of the scene that the Jaspers held and ripping them apart. The last of them dissolved in her fingers and Domina finally let herself relax, the tension dissipating from her forehead.
Around her the world lightened and Dozens of gems clattered to the ground.
The drones still whizzed over head but they were quickly dispatched by a few well placed blasts of air. Domina sighed with relief and drifted to the ground slowly, turning to face the rest of the gems who had taken cover.
"That should buy you some time to get out of-" She started to say. She noticed their horrified faces. She heard the murmurs
"White Diamond-"
"Why does she look like that-"
"White diamond"
"Why is she here-"
"White diamond"
"Was this a trap-"
"White diamond"
"We need to get out of here."
Domina bit her lip and collected her hat, briefly making eye contact with the Carnelian she had been talking with earlier. The gem flinched away from her and looked possibly more scared than she had been of the attack earlier. Domina schooled her features blank and stared at the room in general.
"I suggest you all get out of here before they reform." She said, her voice boomed and echoed as if she was shouting into an empty room. And then less than half a minute later she was as the gems all ran. Domina sighed and tugged her hat back on, not caring for how her hair was going to look later. She caught a glimpse of one of the Jaspers gems and flinched when she saw how it had slightly elongated.
It was something that was rarely commented upon by polite gems, something Domina had never paid much attention too. Now though, the warping, what most gems saw as simply an indicator that a gem had been apart of White Diamonds Court, all it was was yet another sign of her mother's misdeeds. Domina saw it everywhere now, on 9ZQ, on Blue Diamond, and of course on Pearl. And now here were a dozen Jaspers, all with missing memories, and misshapen gems. Domina turned towards the nearest warp pad, side still hurting, a headache growing, and headed towards home.