The young Technician gem trudged sulkily through the forrest, her missing prosthetic foot causing her to travel with a limp. "Those crystal clods! I swear when I get backup-" peridot was bluntly interrupted from her self monologue ranting by her missing foot causing the gem to trip and fall to the ground landing splat in her face.

She slowly got up in a flustered rage from the clumsy move she made, she was never a very 'physically coordinated' gem but this was ridiculous! She needed her foot back! After considering infultaiting the crystal gems base to retrieve it she ultimately decided against it, it's risky, difficult and Unnecessary . After all she can just get another one when she gets back to homeworld right? After all, yellow diomond is bound to receive her message any day now. With new much needed motivation and optimism she continued her trek through the dense Forrest, un aware that she was not alone.

Xxxx

"Oh go outside in the Forrest son!" The young paranormal investigator mimicked the words from his farther 10 minuets ago, "have a break from playing on your phone all day and enjoy the summer like I did when I was a boy!" Ronaldo rolled his eyes at the memory, "he didn't even let me bring my phone! What if I see something wired? Or get abducted? Or get a text from someone?" The last one ironically seemed the most unlikely to him unless it was his dad or Steven...

A sigh escaped is mouth, "it doesn't matter" he thought to himself "they can't handle the truth!" But still,the idea of having someone to do paranormal investigations with him didn't exactly sound bad. But he didn't need that! He was Ronaldo Fryman! Owner of the blog Keep Beach City Weird! He didn't need someone slowing him down or becoming in danger because they know to much!

His moment of much needed self pride was interrupted by a distressed sounding voice "AAAAAAAAAH! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU CLO-" the voice got cut of by what sounded like a monster from a horror club movie growling in anger or pain. Before he had a chance to rethink or even think much at all he pulled out his emergency potato weapon and ran after the voice.

Xxxxx

The voice led him to a clearing in the Forrest created by destruction and wreckage. The surrounding trees where shredded,there were rock Debris everywere but that wasn't what caught the curly haired bloggers attention. What did was the grislybear size gem monster roaring at a tree as it Mercilessly shred through the trunk. Upon looking up at the higher branches he gasped at the shocking sight.

As he suspected from the voice the being appeared to be female, she had light green skin and tetrahedron shaped light blond hair. Her arms and legs looked blocky and (if the green skin wasn't enough to raise questions) non human looking. Her 'fingers' flouted above the arms and one hand was shifted into a... PLASMA GUN?

Ronaldo's jaw dropped as a green energy Sphere was shot at the monster resulting in another painful growl and a huge puff of smoke and a dark red gemstone replaced the beast. He stood behind a tree in Awe as the alien looking being carefully climbed down from the ripped up tree and picked up the gemstone, encasing it in a lime green bubble with a proud yet still terrified look on her face as she watched it disappear into thin air. Now in clearer view the still stunned human could clearly view her in more detail.

Her left foot was missing from one of her metallic leg and her emerald eyes were covered in a pale yellow visor, a green triangle gem was on her forehead and her futuristic aesthetic clothing was covered in yellow diamonds. Ronald's eyes gleamed like stars at the realisation. "It's her!" He thought in shocked understanding. "It's the mystery android alien that sent an SOS signal in the tvs!" He cursed himself for not recognising her sooner, after all he had her broadcast photographed for his blog. (He made up a fake suspicion about her being an Eco Terrorist for his blog as even the Internet is not ready for the truth of the Diamond authority)

As he watched her limp out of the clearing he cursed his dad for making him leave his phone at the shop.