Welp. here we are again. Hopefully you're still here. Heh.
In any case, here's chapter two.
All the legalities apart, I don't own Steven Universe or any of it's affiliates that isn't my original content; all rights exclusive to Rebecca Sugar.
Enjoy.
2,000+ years later…
Goddamn it…
Millennia has gone and passed. Kinda used to it. Not that I'll age anyway.
But wow, am I tired.
I spend the whole time looking through the Earth, even as it modernized into the regular way of living that I was born into. I will say, though, that seeing history spot on was actually pretty entertaining. However, some of the things were written quite differently compared to how they really happened.
I probably shouldn't say anything; some of you guys may question too much of yourselves, too much on your true history, or just paranoid. I wouldn't blame you, but i would blame myself for allowing you to know.
Then again, we live in an infinite number of possibilities in which can run for all eternity. I'd tell you this version's, but again, no.
Plus you may have some questions. Sorry, but I'll answer them later.
Walking down a road, I'm starting to wonder if I'll ever reach civilization again. It's been a while since I left the last town and I haven't even seen so much as a delivery truck.
"Hey, where am I anyway?" Hmm?
"'Welcome to Beach City'."
Huh, a small town next to a beachside? Seems pretty homely, actually; a nice place to raise a family, seeing as how it's all simple. Right now, I'm at the intersection with the Beach City Highway that stops at Chestnut Road and leads to Sussex.
To the left was a warehouse of sorts and straight down and to the right of me are plain houses. Hmm. Going down south, meaning to the right, I see that it looks like a very nice neighborhood. A bit a ways down, I reach a small boardwalk that borders the buildings and the sand.
To the left is the small chain of buildings with various shops. The one I'm closest to seems to be an information and visitor center. Maybe I'll go there for something.
I should consider going to that.
But right now, maybe there's a place I can rent or something. I just wanna crash. Or… rather, eat first; something actually smells good.
I walk into an establishment which said 'Fish Stew Pizza'. Admittedly, it isn't a name I'd choose, but meh, I'm hungry.
"Ah, hello, miss," I hear. I wouldn't blame anyone for saying that, but I always groan on the inside. It was a teenage girl donning a white apron, light cyan shirt, dark gray leggings with lighter gray rolled-up cuffs, and black shoes.
Oh, it's a waitress. "Hello. How are you?"
"Doing great! What'll you be having?"
Don't be surprised if she isn't reacting negatively to me or anything. Over time, I was able to actually change myself into something a little closer to human standards. Using a bit of metal, I fashioned myself something of a necklace and bracelets to sort of "hide" my gems. I was also able to hide my forehead one with a simple well placed bang and my back one just with my hair, which is now blond and has gotten considerably longer. I still kept the braid crown as I felt it added a certain appeal. And I was able to become a slightly tan color rather than blue to blend in a bit further.
Also, since I have an autumn feel to this hair, I'm donning an orange sundress and white pumps. Kinda clashes with my "jewelry", but I digress.
"I'll have a pie with… everything you're allowed to give me on it." Yep. That seems enough.
"Well, sheesh, have a little pizza with your toppings, girl." Ha. That's funny. I'm guessing she appreciated my giggle. "It'll take awhile to get done. Anything during while you wait?"
Hmm… "Have any milkshakes? If so, I'll take chocolate."
"Coming up." She leaves to prepare what I asked. Sure, it seems like too much, even for someone like me, but give me a break; I haven't eaten in over two months…
Yeah, ever since my home got… fucked up beyond all repair, I had to get used to the extremes. My elemental powers help me balance everything I need biologically, but food is always appreciated.
Plus, the mere fact that minerals taste like wood is an added reason.
"So, are you new around here?" She comes back. "I haven't seen you around before."
"Well, yeah, I actually just came upon this little town. Really nice place too."
"Yep, that's Beach City for you. I'm Kiki. You?"
"Oh! Uh…"
Wow. I sorta never really had human contact before so I kinda got stumped. Uh… screw it.
"Moissanite Allison Walker. But you can just call me Moira."
"Moira, huh? Nice to meet you!" Handshake. "Then what brought you here?"
"I've been traveling for a while and here seemed like a nice place to settle for now. I'm thinking of maybe renting or even building a house somewhere here."
"Hmm, I wouldn't know much about that. Maybe you could talk to our mayor. He could probably help you out." Sounds like a plan. "In the meantime, here you go." Ooh, shake.
"Thanks." Mmm… Chocolate…
(Rumble…)
Hmm!?
That's not normal…
(Heavier rumble…)
"(Mumble) That's not natural…"
"Hmm?" Kiki goes. Oh.
"Hey, Kiki, I'll be back…"
I leave my shake there and walk out, my sword and revolver* ready. My clothes change back to the flap dress I had earlier and my hair went back to the purple tone it had. However, I didn't like that the dress was neck straining, so I cut that out and made it so that it looks folded over. Think a foldover bardot but with sleeves actually reaching my shoulders.
Gives too much a window, but I kinda have no smother choice. It's made of a good blend of something since it cannot be torn, burned, ripped, or otherwise easily. And yet, it breathes like Egyptian cotton.
No one was around so I felt that I was safe taking these weapons out.
The rumble comes back, almost with an ire. Nothing is moving within my eyesight and I'm getting more paranoid by the minute.
"Maybe try the beachside, Moira?" LYNX suggests, teasing on the nickname. "Sound waves center there."
"LYNX, shut up." She only giggles in response. But I take her advice anyway. Running to the sanded environment, I stop to detect anything with my seismic senses and the winds. A small wind due east which gets quickly blown by a westward.
Aha.
Going down the shoreline I reach a cliff going up. It housed a lighthouse at the top, but nothing seems out of the ordinary there. Running past it, I see something huge! Almost as if it was a caterpillar? It was flailing and thrashing about, sending sand, rocks, and even a slight bit of water around. 3 figures were trying to combat it with near failing results. Gauntlets, a whip, and a spear are apparently not enough. They were standing behind what I think is a rock hand…
"(Somberly) Cookie Cat, he's a pet for your tummy…" I hear.
What the…
A kid?
He was kneeling next to me, making me wonder how the hell I didn't even see him. Curly black hair, a red shirt with a yellow star, blue pants and sandals. There were wrappers of a cat shaped snack around him.
"Cookie Cat, he's super duper (Shouting) yummy!" He stood up, pulling an extension cord with him that's attached to a mini fridge. "Cookie Cat! He left his family behind! Cookie Cat!" He swings it around, I think to try to electrocute the worm thingy.
And it works. As soon as the fridge breaks, exposed wires begin to short him out, effectively stunning him. Though the kid is actually saddened by the notion.
"Now available, nowhere…"
It was soon that his attack was apparently not enough. Wait, it looks at me? Once it gives off a screech, it immediately tries to attack me.
"Bring it!" I stand my ground. Preparing my sword, I jump back, sending a few bullets to distract or damage it. The former only happens. "Come at me!"
(3rd)** The others come out from the rock. Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl immediately come to Steven's aid.
"Steven, are you okay?" Pearl goes, kneeling down.
"Yeah, but… who's that?" Steven pointed to the other girl in view.
"I… don't know… Garnet? Amethyst?" Gunshots were sound and sword clashes with the tail.
"No idea."
"Why are you asking me?"
"I just thought-"
"Look!" Steven pointed.
(Moissanite) It chases me again. I put away my revolve and take out my Scatterpoint*** to attempt to subdue it. A couple of pumped buck shots deflected off. No effect… huh? Whoa!
Once it got close, it rose and started spitting acid of some sort. Before it got close, I bring up the sand to block some of it, using my Water abilities to try and grab some of it.
"Have a taste of your own medicine!" Jumping up, I throw it to it's face, it's own body apparently not resistant to it's poison. Now's my chance. Yelling, I jump higher than it and swing down my sword to slice through it, stabbing my sword into the sand in the process. The result was a poof.
Honestly, a bit anticlimactic.
I remove my sword and put everything away, satisfied with my exercise for the day. The smoke eventually disappears.
"Mark that one up, LYNX."
"Marking, Matthew."
I walk back to the other to see if they're okay. They seemed to be. After all, they didn't get affected by the acid.
"Farewell, sweet Cookie Cats," the kid says. I didn't even see him next to me. Again. "I'll always remember the time we spent together. (Rumble) Shh, hush now." Cookie Cat… wasn't that an ice cream?
"Are you crying?" asks a… purple girl.
"(Shouting) Only a little!"
"Hey, kid, there's no need," I say, getting something for him. Kneeling down, I smile when I hand him what could possibly the last Cookie Cat in this planet. Tried it once and it was good. I had another one that I froze in a block of ice. I even stole the recipe.
Also, to be nice, I make a small attempt to fix his fridge. Just a few wires were exposed and the casing was a bit cracked, but it turned out okay. Only the paint is a bit messed up. His ecstatic expression only warmed my heart.
"Aw, thank you, miss!"
I nod and look at the others, about to say something that-
"Ow." Something hit my head and believe it or not, forced me to fall. It landed on my… well. Chest.
Huh, it looks like the ball that was inside it's mouth, the eyeball looking thing. Picking it up, I sense a bit of energy and movement, almost as if it hand a mind of its own…
"Now… what to do with you?" I wonder aloud, not sure of what. It seems that if I let this go, it'll regenerate.
"We'll take it from here," I hear. Looking back it was a woman. Tall and almost as a cartoony hourglass as I do, a reddish brown skin, and… a cube afro..?
She looks familiar is all I'm saying.
"Oh. Here you go." I hand her the orb, a bubble of sorts almost immediately covering it and being sent away somewhere. "You're welcome." I proceed to stand up.
"Thank you. Now, may I ask, who are you?"
"Uh, Moira. Have we met before?" I had to ask that. I mean, I haven't exactly had a lot of contact with almost literally anyone, sans LYNX, so…
"I would've remembered. But…" She froze at seeing the gems I stopped hiding a while back. "It's you."
"Ah, yes," LYNX interrupts, "Garnet. It took a while, but I finally regained my old data banks. How have you been?"
She takes a moment to gasp… very stoically.
"Moissanite."
"Whoa! Are you another Gem?" the kid asks.
To be honest, I didn't know what to respond. If I know better, I should've said the truth. But something told me to stay quiet. "Y… N… kinda. I am a Gem, but I'm also human."
They gasp at that. Why?
"You're just like me!?" Stars appeared in his eyes. Now I see his bellybutton gem.
Fuck it. "(Quickly) Yes! (Normal) Yes, a hybrid. Moissanite Allison Walker. So… You're Steven?"
"Yep! And they are-"
"Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl, I know," I finish. "I've met them before."
The other two immediately remember me. Wow, have they changed…
"Moissanite," Pearl goes. Well, not much changed. Amethyst, however…
"Oh, hey, right! You're that gem from the last two thousand years!" she exclaims. "How've you been?"
"Sharp." The cylinder to my revolver comes out, allowing me to reload. This one is my usual go to gun and I usually shoot it with my left since I'm right handed with a sword.
Using MagLev****, I remove the spent cases and store them away for later. Due to my scarce ammunition capabilities, and since I prefer not leaving a mess or trace of where I've been or want to relearn all about bullet physics, I keep the casing and then just remake whatever primer or powder needed with the bullet itself recollected or remade as well.
Worry not, I have at least a few million left. I just do that in my spare time to make sure I have some versatility. Meaning hollow points, armor piercing, incendiary, elemental (you'll see what I mean), and even focused EMP*****.
Trust me. In some places, I need it.
"So, tell me, what's been going-"
I stop when I feel a certain energy… from someone I remember… and don't see here.
Steven?
One look at his gem and…
I got hit with a memory…
The others got concerned.
"Moissanite?" Pearl asks.
"Call me Moira." A flick of the wrist and the cylinder closes. "Simpler. But (Exhale) am I exhausted. So, if you don't mind, I'll leave for now. I'll be around town but I haven't a place for myself yet. If you'll be kind enough to allow me to come back for a brief moment, I-"
"You can bunk with us!"
They look at each other. Almost as if debating something.
"Uh… really? Well… I'd appreciate any hospitality you will be willing to give me even at an expense. But right now, I'll be at Fish Stew to eat. Steven, you're welcome to come if you want, but maybe this is something you need to talk to them with as well. When you reach a decision, I'll be there."
I walk away after a small goodbye. Hopefully they say yes. It isn't that fun sleeping underground or even in the woods.
But still. As much as I'd appreciate their kindness, I'm not sure how I can pay it back.
Well, that's another chapter come and gone. Now that we're in the actual plot, we can see just how things will mix up, now won't we? ... maybe, lol.
* Magnum Super. S&W 500. 8 magnum rounds. However, it's usually shot with her left hand since she's right handed with a sword, so it opens to the right instead of left.
** I'll be doing this now and then to keep things "interesting", lol
*** Scatterpoint. Benelli M4. Pump action or semi. 8 shell tube 16 gauge buck or slug.
**** Yeah, this wasn't the chapter, rofl, sorry.
***** This is most of the ammunition that she has. No, the weapons aren't stopping yet.
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