The day was cloudy and grey, but nothing really screamed gloomy more than the lack of sunlight. The clouds were high and covered every and all blue that once colored the sky. The air was chill, the winds blowing as a small but noticeable breeze. The land before the sky was wet and almost lifeless. The dark brown trees almost bare of all leaves, once green not nothing nothing more but red and orange. The ground was black and muddy, as if it rain not long ago but that didn't mean it won't go once again.

The only thing that seem to be bright with color was the van that drove rapidly by, along with another vehicle looking to be a truck. The van had colors of the solar system painted gracefully on the sides and hood. Bright and vibrant colors of silver, blue, red, and even some pink as big bold letters spelled out 'DeMayo & Son's Music Shop'. Boxes were packed on top of the van as it drove up hill, followed by the truck which was grey and green, looking to be a moving truck.

Inside the small van music blasted through the radio with three bodies inside. The one in the front driving the van was none other than Gregory Ron DeMayo, smiling as he sung along with the rock band on the radio. He was wearing a white t-shirt and dark blue jeans, his hair graying out a bit but long as ever as it reach all over his back. Didn't help the fact though that he was bald on the very top of his head.

Next to him was his wife Jasper, who was rolling her big yellow eyes, but smirking a bit at the man's silly singing as she tapped away at her computer. Her hair just as long at her husband's, but now was tied up in a ponytail. She was wearing a black skin tight shirt and black jeans to match, her muscles and fit body showing easily through her clothes. Her skin was much darker than her husband's, but had straps of white on her arms and face, not that it ever bothered her.

In the back behind Greg however, was none other than his 14 year old son Steven Quartz DeMayo. The short teen wasn't having a good time as he held on tight to his cheeseburger backpack. He wished he could see outside at the rainy weather, loving the rain, but instead he just sighed and looked into his backpack. The brown eye boy smiled slightly as he pulled out a photo frame. It was a picture of his friends, Sadie and Lars, holding a poster with the Cool Kids which said 'We'll Miss You Steven'. Seeing it brought a smile, but a sad one to his lips.

Steven wished that his family didn't have to move away from Beach City. It was his home for as long as he could remember. The boy had found memories of the place. Him and his dad lived in a small house by the beach while in town he had his own music shop. Steven had made tons of friends in school and hung out playing music with them and their band. His life was great, till Jasper came along.

Steven knew that his father was lonely ever since his mother died during childbirth. The boy only had stories of his birth mother as well, but he still was shocked that he had gotten remarried to Jasper. She was the very opposite of his mother. She was cold, loud, and very mean at times. Her and Steven never got along and even more so now that they had to move to a different town. He blamed the whole thing on her.

Steven promised himself to never see Jasper as his new Mom ever.

"Hey Stew-ball," Greg called back to his son, turning off the radio.

Steven put the photo back in his pack and answered back, "Yeah Dad?"

"Take look kiddo! Our new home."

Stars filled the boy's eyes, but once he looked out in the front of the van, the stars quickly died down. What he saw wasn't cool at all, and nothing like its website photo. The place looked like a big old house, but it was painted long ago into three different colors. Steven saw old colors of yellow, blue, and white as the windows looked old and covered in dirt. There was no grass or any sign of life around, just a sign that read the most oddest name for apartments.

"The Four Diamond Palace Apartment," Steven read out loud, giving his father an odd and confused look.

Greg frowned but then quickly smiled as Jasper just sighed and rolled her eyes. "Well yeah Steven. This is our new home. I heard online that it's very lovely."

Steven rolled his eyes this time and sat back in his seat, crossing his arms a bit. "Sounds great and lovely to me," He mumbles.

Jasper sighed and grabbed a bit at Steven, but frowned instead. "At least the owners let us move in. This was the only place that fit our budget."

"Don't worry Jasper. Soon as my Music shop opens up we'll be bring in money like it was water," Greg smiled and kissed her cheek, making Steven make a choking sound in the back. Couples were so gross.

As Greg parked the van in front of the house, and the truck parked right behind them, all three of them got out of the van as both Jasper and her husband went to talk with the Move In workers. Steven slipped his backpack on and stepped outside, wearing a pink raincoat along with his pink rain boots. The air was wet and chilly, but otherwise the place didn't seem half bad. Looking over at his dad and step-mother continuing to talk to the worker as the others starting grabbing boxes, Steven chuckled and slipped away from the grown ups as he walked down a muddy path.

The house was an eyesore, but maybe they could repaint it someday. Steven knew that houses like this in the middle of nowhere had a well somewhere, and so much more to look at. The adventurous boy decided to go out and look for the well, finding a dead looking bush as he grabbed a stick to help him find the well.

Making sure he got the right Y shape stick, he closed his eyes and let the stick find the well for him. He walked down a muddy path past the dead garden, letting his body wander as he keep his stick stay up high in the air. It twitched right, so he went right, then left so he goes left. It was like a fun game to the teen. Might as well find something fun to do in this boring looking place.

Once he opened his eyes, he found himself not that far from the house, but defiantly surrounded by dead looking trees. It was way too quite for his liking though, he felt like a presence was watching him. The brunette could help but hold his backpack tighter, ignoring his slight fear as he kept looking for the well.

*Meow*

"Ahhhhh," Steven yelped in fear, turning quickly around to use his stick as a weapon. He stopped though when seeing a fluffy purple cat staring at him on top of a stone. It looked like a house cat with it's well kept fur, but it had no collar. Its big purple cat eyes were looking into his soul.

Seeing that it was a cat, Steven relaxed and smiled, moving closer to the feline. "You scared me you silly cat."

The cat meowed and swayed its tail around as the boy came up to pet's it's soft looking fur. The cat seemed to have enjoyed it as another cute meow came out of it and purred, nuzzling against his hand. Steven chuckled and grinned, "You're very nice for a wild cat. Know where I can find a well around here."

The cat looked to have not wanted to answer and just started to lick its paw before rubbing its face. Seeing the cat not wanting to help, Steven just sighed and shrugged.

"Oh well," he took the stick in both hands and closed his eyes once more, speaking out into the wind. "Magic dowsing rod, magic Dowsing rod… show me… The Well!"

"Look out!"

Steven snapped his eyes and turned sharply to the loud shouting, only to scream himself as he saw a metal looking ball coming right at him and the cat. The cat jumped away, but Steven only screamed more until he was hit right in the head by the thing. He yelped in pain and held his head as he knelled down on the muddy ground. It really did hurt, and he was pretty sure that he had a bump now thanks to the stupid thing. He groaned in pain and glared at the blue metal ball, only to gasp when seeing it sprout legs and start to move. It had four stubby looking legs and looked to be dizzy itself before picking itself up. Steven had never seen anything like it, and to be honest it scared him.

"What the…" The ball seemed to look up at the boy, seeing him with eyes that Steven couldn't see. It was still, like a statue, then quickly spread a blue liquid right in the boy's face. "Hey! S-Stop it! Ahhhh!"

"Roboy! Power down!"

The ball stopped its sparring and quickly became a metal sphere once more. Steven wiped the gunk off of his eyes and face as he saw someone coming up to meet him. Seeing small and vanilla tan hands pick up the blue ball, the brunette looked up at the person before him. It was a girl, and a very pretty one at that. She had bright blue eyes and short blonde hair that was up in a bun. She even had freckles over her nose and a bit on her cheeks as she pushed up her lime green glasses. She was about the same height as Steven and very smile. She might only be 13 or even 14 from the looks of it. She was wearing a kind of boyish look with a dark green plaid shirt and dark grey jeans that seemed a bit worn out. Under her plaid shirt she was wearing a yellow tank top with a green alien logo, and she was wearing lighter green sinkers, which had gotten muddy when she ran here.

Steven was shocked to see such a pretty girl, but he realized that he was staring to long when the girl gave him her hand. She looked worried for him as she spoke. "I'm so sorry about that. Need a hand getting up?"

He nodded and took the soft hand in his as she helped him stand back up. The boy was a bit dizzy but he held his own as he gently shook his head, his head throbbing a bit as he looked back at the girl. "Thanks."

"So sorry about that head wound," She frowned and explained. "I was up on the hill back there and tripped, my latest invention flew out of my hands and I saw it about to hit you so I shouted."

"I'll be fine. Thanks for trying to give me a warning," Steven smiled, rubbing his head as he saw the purple cat again come up and rub itself against the girl's leg. "Is the cat yours?"

She smiled and nodded, bending down to pet the cat as it purred softly. "Yeah, she's my family's cat. She loves exploring with me and making a mess wherever she goes. Her name is Amethyst, but I call her Amy."

"She's really nice, anyway my name is Steven."

"Peridot," The girl, now being Peridot spoke back. She looked down at his hand to see him holding that dowsing rod in his hand. She pointed at it with her free hand. "Are you from a place dry and bare? Like Texzona or Mexah right?"

"Huh?"

"That magic rod of yours," Peridot pointed at his dowsing rod, picking up her purple cat in her arms along with her metal ball. "I've seen things like that before. Used to found water in dry areas. Although it is a very poor tool in the matter."

"Oh, it's just a dowsing rod," Steven looked at his rod, shrugging as he played with it in his hands. "And I'm from Beach City."

"Beach City? Never heard of it," She frowns at the odd name.

He explains with a frown. "It's in the State of Delmarva. Me, my dad, and Jasper just moved in today and I was looking for an old well. I thought one might be here."

Peridot pointed down at the boy's muddy boots, Amy jumping out of her hands as she did so. "Well, stand any longer under it and you might fall in."

Steven looked down at his boots and jumped back, not really wanting to fall down the well. Peridot placed down her metal ball on the floor as she knelled down in front of the well. Looking up at the brunette, she dug away the layers of dirt and mud as a old black wooden came into view. The boy watched with interest as the blonde geek banged her hand on the wooden lid, a hollow sound being heard as she did it.

"My mother told me that once a lady fell down here," Peridot stated, grabbing a dead branch to lift the lid up. "She said, that the lady could see stars in the sky even during the day."

"Whoa. It's that deep," Steven looked down into the well as the girl nodded. His eyes widen in slight fear as he looked inside. He couldn't even see the bottom of the well, and to him that was pretty terrifying.

Peridot decided to close the well back up and toss the branch away. Picking up her blue metal robot, she looked over at the palace and spoke asked Steven as she saw the moving truck drive away from the house. "So you just moved in to the Palace huh?"

Seeing where Peridot was looking, Steven sighed and frowned. "Yeah, it wasn't my idea but we were pretty low on money to buy a nicer place."

"You know my grandmother's mother use to own the Palace," She commented, looking down sadly at her blue ball. She rubbed her neck and began twirling a bit of hair that hung by her ear, getting nervous to speak. "My whole family use to live there, but now my grandmother never let's me go in there. She even gave it to someone else to take care of."

"Really?" He turns to Peridot in shock, his eyes shining with little stars. "I never knew that."

"Well I'm sure the Maheswarans never tell their residents about us. My grandmother would never let kids live in the Palace," Peridot's frown had deepen. "Guess the Maheswarans didn't care at this point."

That made Steven tip his head in confusion. "Why wouldn't your grandmother let kids live there?"

"Cause-"

"Peridot…"

Both of the kids jump at the sound of a cold female voice yelling in the distance. They both thought to have heard something else, but pretty soon it came again, sounding a bit angrier. Peridot was the only one to flinch this time, pulling at the piece of her hair as she looked nervously at her cat and ball in her hands. Steven looked over at Peridot as the calling continued once more. He quickly thought that was her grandmother since it sounded a bit old on his part. He frowned, thinking that Peridot had to go. They were just getting along.

As the female in the distant yelled once more, Peridot sighed and picked up Amy who struggled a bit. "That's my grandmother.. I have to go." She casted Steven a small smile before looking down at the stick in his hand. "See you around Steven, and next time; wear some gloves."

"Why," Steven asked, playing with his dowsing rod.

"Cause that rod of yours it a branch from Poison Oak. It could leave a nasty rash on your hands." Peridot walked off, running to meet up with her Grandmother.

The boy tipped his head before quickly dropping the rod with a shout. Right away he saw his left hand get all red and a bit itchy. He sighed in frustration before watching the nice girl leave. she was weird, but Steven liked her. Maybe having a friend around wouldn't make this place seem so bad after all.

As Peridot disappeared from his line of view, Steven looked back down at the well before him. He wondered if how far deep it was. Picking up a stone, he quickly rushed over to the well and found a little hole in the wood. He then carefully dropped the stone inside and listened careful for a sound. He didn't hear anything, making the boy tipped his head in confusion. He tried to listen in one more time and his eyes widened in fear. When he finally heard water hit stone, he realized…

It was a very long way down that well.

Hey guys! I do hope you enjoyed this next chapter of Another Universe. I'm enjoying this very much, and if you guys are confused then please answer in the comments.

So how do you guys like Peridot being Wabie? I think it fits!

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