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WARNING: Violence, possible cursing, major feels too

Mia grunted as again Jasper punched her ribs, blood spitting out of her mouth and splattering the roof of her cell.

She had no idea as to how long this had gone on, but she knew when she woke up, Jasper was there to greet her with a whollop to the right side of her face.

Again, the girl cursed lowly, and cracked open a swollen eye to taunt the soldier. "...is th-that... the-the best... the m-most p-p...perfect Jasper c-can d... do...?" She was killing herself with her usual snark, and it was probably the most foolish thing she'd ever done, but at least then, with every punch, kick, and headbutt, it didn't hurt so bad.

"Jasper! Stop it, before you kill it, if she really has Yellow Diamond's gem -which I doubt but still- you can't beat her up, because she'll need to go before the diamonds." Peridot said, glaring at the tiger patterned gem.

Said gem huffed and growled leaving the battered and helpless girl chained to the wall.

Once they were alone, Peridot came into the room, one of her floating fingers pressed to her forehead and then jolting her with a shock which blackened her world once more.

Everything around me was golden and canary, and I didn't hurt at all, and I was dressed in something unfamiliar.

The halls were long and carved, photo's hung playing scenes of my own and foreign, many of them blurred out and grey.

Laughter, deep, silken, and rich echoed off the walls and wrapped around me, pulling me down one of the long never ending passages.

I shuddered, feeling a way that I wasn't comfortable with, like I was being lead to slaughter. Down the halls the laughter bounced and grew louder, pulling me further, and my feet moved of their own accord while I stumbled and staggered lost in my surroundings.

Some of the pictures were clear, and I knew them as my memories, but it was strange, it was from lower than my eyes, as if.

No!

I shook my head, it couldn't be, that wasn't plausible.

At least I didn't think so...

Two grand doors opened before me, two doors which I hadn't seen prior, for being to lost among the paintings on the walls, crowded together here, branched a far there, there was little sense to this gold scape.

In the room-hall, a figure sat on a throne the small color scheme as she, on the very end, laughing over the paining playing out in her hand, I couldn't hear anything from my distance, but from the length I so tediously approached, I could see that it was one of my memories, one when I had convinced Sour cream and Lars to sing an Abba song with me, SOS, if I recalled correctly.

I kept stepping forward, until I stood at halfway to the throne, the memory having finished and floating off to where ever the paintings went when they had finished showing their contents.

She looked up at me, she stood, I stared.

It was like looking in a mirror, like I was seeing something I had seen a million times before, like in a memory, but this person was a stranger, a tall stranger who seemed far smaller on the throne, who seemed far closer than what she was, and yet I knew the stranger.

Her lips moved in a silent formation of my name, and I still stood, unmoving and unblinking as the giant strode towards me with long heeled strides.

In front of me, she shrank, becoming a head and a half taller than me, again her mouth forming my name, and then finally speaking it aloud, to breach my ears with rich honey, honey which flowed down to my very soul, my very heart.

"I-... What are you doing here? How are you here?! You-you can't be here! You shouldn't!" The woman spoke and whipped me like a rag doll, breaking any trance held on me.

"I don't know." I stated plainly, eyes wide and unblinking.

She touched my cheek, fingers flowing through a bit of my hair as she caressed it with terrified hands.

She withdrew from me, and stood in a militant pose, her face almost reflecting hurt? Or was it suddenness? Whatever the emotion be, it didn't look right on her face, it looked wrong.

"You don't know who I am, do you...?" Her voice was weak, and her eyes seemed to want to cry but couldn't. I felt water trail down my cheeks, was I crying her tears?

Pieces seemed to click but wouldn't lock together enough for me to make out the whole picture, which in hindsight was clear as day. Maybe I wasn't seeing what I should be seeing, but I tried to then feel it.

I stepped forwards to her, tracing slowly from the peak of her helmet to the lowest part of her hip my fingertips could trail without breaking eye contact with her.

"I do know who you are." I stated, my heart hammering and clenching with emotion.

"I know you are Yellow Diamond, and I know you gave your gem up for me." I began to return to my mind, and I stepped back in horror, shrieking.

"OH MY GOD! I- HOW'RE YOU HERE?! HOW AM I HERE?! Am... am I dead?! Did that Peridot shatter me?! Oh my stars... Am I dead?" I asked in terror, wrapping my arms around me and breathing deeply and letting it hardly go.

"No. You're not, if you were shattered we wouldn't be here right now. Talking. In all logic, you're just poofed." She said, unnerved but deadpan to my freak out.

"Wait, say that again."

"You're just poofed."

"Nonononono! The-the part about talking in logic, say that again." I said breathless, I'd said that a thousand times before, but it sounded so right, yet I didn't believe my ears, were they even my ears at this point? Were my eyes my own? My hands and heart?

It certainly didn't feel like that.

She rolled her eyes, she rolled my eyes. "Talking. in all logic."

I swallowed, fingers tousling my hair, and yet it stayed unharmed.

I couldn't breath and I couldn't think. I could shriek and I couldn't whisper. I knew who she was and it hit me like a freight train and cruise ship and maybe even my arm ship as well.

"M-mom... I don't... I-I'm scared..." I said in a shaky voice, surely this wasn't me, feeling like a leaf blowing in the wind on a branch, just barely hanging on!

I was never scared, never, not me, I didn't get scared, and I was, I was terrified, if I was here, if I was poofed, I was dead, and if I was dead, I had failed, and I had failed and was now before my mother, and that was the most terrifying thing ever.

I crumpled to the floor, the rug soft under my palms, like the one in my childhood bedroom, the one I would lay on for hours coloring and thing about her.

On the floor she joined me, strong arms wrapping around me as I bathed in every emotion I felt hammering over me, burning my mind and body.

I didn't deserve this hug, her comforting nothings to be whispered so softly in my ear, her affection, her attention, anything. I'd failed.

"I-... I failed... I'm so sorry...! I was supposed to protect the earth and I didn't and-"

"Damnit are you that thick, child?!" She pushed me away and held me at arms reach. "Rose quartz and her gems protect the earth! You tried, and you tried to protect everyone you loved. And you thought of them before yourself, you never let them see you as weak. That is what I have wanted of you, it is all I've ever wanted of you. I have wanted you to be the best Diamond you could possibly be, but I see now that you're not cut out for that. If you want to quit, I won't have you push yourself to death because of my burdens."

I trembled, crashing back into her chest, feeling her hold me close, whispering to me, softly telling nothings to ease my mind.

"You need to go, go back the way you came and reform. You can't be here much longer with me or I fear you won't ever return."

I nuzzled closer whimpering into the smooth metal. "I don't wanna go... mommy I don't wanna leave you... please don't make me go mommy..."

Again, she pried me away, but this time pulled me to my feet, rising up to even a fraction of her giant state and cradling me in her massive arms as I clung to her, clung to her like a helpless child, lost, alone, and cold.

"I'll take you there, but you must go, you must reform and come back. I won't ever leave you and you know that... You will forever be my precious sunny girl..."

From the smoke rising up from the crashed ship, there was a glow, the glow of a titan stalking forwards in deliberately methodical pace.

"...Mia...?" Steven asked into the ash plooms, trying to see the teenager's visage.

As the giant moved closer forwards, her form changed into the staggering form of the young girl, who was battered and coughing.

Steven let out a joyous noise and ran to her, wrapping her in a hug. "I thought you were a goner! And we couldn't find you and-"

He was cut off by the teenager bending down and hugging him just as tight a grasp, her breaths short and choppy.

As dawn crept up on the world, so did she move to her home.

The door was opened easily in her tender grasp as she moved inside like a zombie.

"Mia?!" Her father hacked on his coffee, looking absolutely appalled at the sight of his eldest.

"Hey dad... I... I need a place to stay..." Her voice was abnormally soft, and demeanor strangely passive.

"I... You... WHAT?!" He again gasped, Sandy having just entered the room, her hair done up in towel and moisture beading on her form.

"What's going on- Oh my lord! Mia! What on earth happened to you, girl?!" She grabbed the slumped shoulders and looked into the broken eyes.

"Nothing. I just... I realized I'm not cut out to be a diamond anymore..." The blonde girl said weakly. "Can I go to my room please... dad...?"

This stunned the Elder blonde who hadn't heard the girl call her husband that in years.

Slightly recovered from his shock, he grabbed the key from on top of the fridge and tossed it to her. "...Sure..."

"Thanks dad..." She moved down the hall, to where her old room lay, and opened the door sullenly, closing it with a frightening deafness.

"Did she just- why did... Do you know what happened?!" He looked to the other female, who stared and shook her head, never having seen the girl so lifeless, so passive, so resigned.

"No..." Sandy shook her head, as stunned as she was worried.

Around her room, Mia took down all the crystalline figures of soldiers, all the pictures she'd pained of gems and battles fought by them.

Everything that had been part of her past life was put in a box, was sealed in a box, and put in the back of closet, where she let them be forgotten as she flopped onto her bed, her new life beginning.

Maybe she would go to high-school, maybe she would get a summertime job, maybe she would hang out with humans her age, maybe she'd join the school basket ball team, maybe she'd let herself fall in love, even if it was to be nothing more than a high-school romance.

She stared at the small painting, she drawn it out of foolish hope as a girl, and tears pained her eyes, as she turned it down, watching as the face of she, her father and mother all met the dresser.

This would be her life now, she was a human and she couldn't be what she was, not anymore, no longer was she Mia Diana Yellow Diamond, now she was Mia Diana Ramone, and that's how she would stay for now and ever.

Short, but dramatic chapter.

So, now Mia is going to be a human girl and not a Diamond?

I'm confused by this, but anyways, I hope you like this.

Sorry for not updating lately!

Also those of you who like 'Mars' read "One thousand years" Which has been fixed so it's the right story now, it's just a one-shot however.