A/N: I'm back with a new chapter, peoples.

Amethyst: (unenthusiastically) Yay…

You sound so happy about that…

Amethyst: None of us were even in the last chapter. It's boring being on the side-lines.

Well, it's hard to put people in the chapter, when certain people keep interrupting me in the opening.

Amethyst: Well, sorry, it's not my fault this story is so BORING.

That's it. I'm reducing your role in this story.

Amethyst: Pfft, yeah right. I'm too good to be reduced.

GET OUT! (kicks Amethyst out) Now on with the show.

TheRealOTC and Danvatar Presents

CHAPTER TWO: LANDING

March 13, 2015 – 1:34AM (34,000FT above sea-level)

Error! Error! Error! System Failure! Impact impending! Current predicted co-ordination…Earth country known as Canada.

Peridot swore under her breath. They were so close. So goddamned close. So close to finally bringing the rebellious faction known as the Crystal Gems to justice. So close to finally taking this pathetic piece of rock. But they underestimated them. Those Crystal Gems.

Peridot winced as sparks from the half melted control board in her cramped escape pod hit her arm.

They had defeated her superior, Jasper, and destroyed the only possible way off this accursed planet. They had also destroyed her stuff (but she would deal with that later). That is if she survived this crash. The screen was now showing her that the impact would be fatal.

She shrugged it off by pressing a button in the control panel, which allowed her control of the pod.

"Now, if I can just correct the piloting system before I crash, I may be able to get back to the remnants of the Gem Warship and Jasper," she murmured to herself, as she used her artificial fingers to fix the control system. She had, for a fleeting moment, a pang of concern for her aggressive superior. However it soon gave way to anger at the Crystal Gems. 'Those Crystal Gems will pay for this, I'll make sure of that,' Peridot thought angrily, clenching and unclenching her fists.

When she clicked a wire back in place, the panel whirred precariously and went off completely. Peridot stepped back, uncertain.

All of a sudden, the control panel gave a chirpy beep and rebooted itself. The pod re-equalised itself and it stopped falling. Peridot restrained herself from fist pumping the air, so instead spoke to the panel.

"Engage manual steering," she spoke clearly. The panel shape shifted itself into a steering pad. Peridot gripped it tightly and turned the pod around. The slightly dented camera on the pod took in everything around them and sent it to Peridot. She scanned the pictures and frowned at them. From what she could see in the pictures, it was just foliage, foliage and more foliage. Peridot looked at the panel; her quick thinking and skills had repaired the piloting system but what of the navigation mechanism?

She looked under the panel to see whether the navigation system was still useable; she found that the vital wiring had not torn and functioning properly, however the core which powered the pod had blown, which had caused shards to rupture the data box. It was going to be difficult to fly this to the Gem Warship if she could not find the map anyone. Another pressing concern was the fact that the ship was now running on auxiliary power, and it was draining fast. It was now or never. She spoke clearly to the panel.

"Set course for The Gem Warship," Peridot said, silently hoping that it would work.

The panel buzzed and fizzed angrily, and Peridot became frightened that the panel would explode, but the panel instead said: 'Data corrupted. Destination not found.'

Peridot frowned, but continued regardless. "Set alternate course to…," Peridot faltered, what other places on this rock did she know? Then, she remembered what the blue gem, Lapis, was talking about. Beach City.

"Set alternative course to Beach City." Peridot said half-uncertain. The panel began to fizz and buzz in the same previous fashion and even more furiously (it seemed) this time, and Peridot was afraid it would decline the order again.

'Course set. Course should take approximately 1.45 hours. Would you want to pilot in Manual or automatic mode?' The panel asked after some time. Peridot breathed a massive sigh of relief and said, "Autopilot."

The pod instantaneously responded and the pod flew to the destination. Peridot relaxed slightly, something she had not done in quite some time now. Then she remembered her concern for Jasper. She pushed a button and held it down until the screen displayed showed COMM LINK ONLINE. All DA Gems had a communications device on them, so Jasper would definitely have one.

"Jasper, do you read me?" Peridot said, half-expecting Jasper's aggressive voice shouting her down.

Instead all she heard was gurgling.

'Odd,' Peridot thought, before trying again.

"Jasper, Do You Read Me!" Peridot tried again, louder this time. Instead all she got was static.

Peridot was confused. Jasper does not lose a comms link. The only possibility that Peridot could think of is that Jasper was injured in combat and retreated into her gem or…

She didn't want to think about it. Lapis was also unavailable when she tried her as well. This complicated matters. When she got to Beach City, she would be outnumbered and outgunned. She was a technician, not a warrior. She needed help. Unless….

No! She couldn't! The project was shut down. The subject was too unstable. She couldn't….

A bang knocked her out of her thoughts.

ErrorErrorErrorErroR….Critical!

'Nuts,' Peridot thought.

Another chapter done.

Amethyst: I weren't in this one, either!

First of all, it's 'wasn't' and I don't care. Get out. (kicks Amethyst out)

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