My Saviour
"Onyx, you are assigned to….Oh..?"
"Y-Yes..?"
"It says here you are assigned to…T-Tourmaline…" said the White pearl.
"Tourmaline? SHE'S assigned to Tourmaline? How can SHE be assigned to Tourmaline?" The other Onyxes questioned among one another. This Onyx in particular was different among her several other copies. She was alone most of the time and when she wasn't, the other Onyxes would normally pick on her. They'd never try to beat her up though, because one; She's an Onyx like them and two; It is strictly forbidden to break another one of your fellow gems unless you were as high and worthy as The Diamonds.
"Settle down!" The White pearl commanded.
"Now," The White Pearl cleared her throat.
"Onyx, Are you going to just stand there or will you follow me to your assigned gem?"
"O-Oh..! Y-Yes Ma'am…!" Onyx stuttered as she worryingly ran up to her.
The other Onyxes mumbled behind her back but she couldn't make out what they said. She didn't care, she never liked her other copies. As she was walking with Pearl, the question she had since Pearl told her which gem she was getting assigned to,
'Who's Tourmaline?' 'What's so amazing about her?' 'why is she so important?'
"Is something not wrong, Onyx?" Pearl asked.
"Who's Tourmaline?" Onyx asked, feeling like she would eventually regret asking.