just a thing to make up for lack of "The Game' updates
This is Lapis
This is Jasper
Malachite doesn't know how long she had been in the ocean of Beach City. Half of her knew the ocean. That part of her, Lapis, knew all oceans from the deep trenches in them to the intertidal zone. Lapis had intended to use this ocean once, to get back home. If only she knew what lied back in HomeWorld. Malachite had another half too.
Her name was Jasper. She was brutally headstrong, almost as much as she is powerful. She forced Lapis to fuse with her; to form Malachite. It was a cruel action, but did she really expect Lapis to fuse willingly. I mean, Jasper was disgusted by fusions, saying they are just two weak gems trying to be strong. I guess that's irony, huh?
"I'm sick of seeing all this water and little fish-things!" Malachite roared to nobody but herself.
"Get used to it, Jasper," she hissed to herself, "you're going to be MY prisoner. You held me with you and Peridot for I don't care HOW long, so now you shall deal with the same!"
Malachite's huge form squirmed under the cage of chains, keeping her down, down, down under the watery depths. Trying to use the arm-legs Malachite had, she inched a few steps to get free. Or at least try to.
Jasper could hear a little crunch as she-as Malachite- stepped on some fruity green thing. She didn't care. She wanted out.
"STOP TRYING!" Lapis shouted.
"Never I'm sick of this horrible place, and I will never even look at water again!"
Malachite snickered. "Good luck being blind, then!"
Malachite's faces morphed and twisted, showing both emotions, as Malachite thrashed about trying to be free.
Overhead, newly formed waves crashed on the shores. But there was no wind.