Steven awoke with a startled gasp, staring up at the ceiling of the unfamiliar, yet at the same time a place that he had seemed to be in several times before. The flickers of his previous dream danced around through his head. He saw he was wearing a red t-shirt with a bright yellow star in the center, with sandles and blue jeans. He lifted his shirt up a bit too see a beautiful gem, quarts to be exact. He tapped at it to make sure it was real, it had a large crack in it. 'Where am I?' He asked himself, he scanned his surroundings. A blue-green sofa , a table and several books and other artifacts and junk stuffed in a bookcase in the wall, a lamp in bad shape, and a old fireplace. Most likely the living room was below him, he sat at what seemed to be the top floor, with no floor except where his bed rested, and a small space for him to get down to the stairs, with a TV rested at the back end of the wall, with a few feet to spare, and a small space for sitting and watching it while laying on the back boards of the bed. A bookshelf was also a few feet behind it with a giant window as the right wall. A kitchen was connected to the living room with no walls, a common household fridge, a counter top and a few stools, cub bored's, a microwave attached to the wall with a stove next to it, a few bowls of fruit and star magnets on the fridge. The most interesting part was the large stone device the was on the last room connected to both the kitchen and living rooms. It was futuristic looking with several shiny gems, a lot similar to quarts actually, a large door a few feet from the large stone/ gemstone device, or whatever you called it, sat there, it had different color and encrusted shapes in them in the shape of a pentagon. The top one was a light light pink and the one to the right and below of the pentagon of gems was a purple one, it was in the shape of a hexagon, and across was a light blue smooth gemstone , almost as light as the pink, below it was a blue one in a triangular shape, and a square shaped one that was red was beside it, under the purple. Steven guessed the gems at the top of his head, they seemed to just.. be there, like he already knew. First at the top was rose quarts gemstone, the one clockwise from it was a pearl gemstone, further down was a... sapphire? Maybe? That one seemed hard to guess, the next one also pretty hard, ruby, and the one ahead was amethyst, the most obvious of the five.
Steven finally hopped out of bed after examining the home thoroughly. He hopped down the stairs and felt the wood creak under his feet. He stared out the door, a large wooden patio with seemingly handcrafted wooden steps were in front of the door, with a large ocean. He stared outwards too it, it was so familiar, it seemed like something had happened.. something important? The home was silent, what was he doing here again? He couldn't remember anything, he remembered hearing someone call someone named, Steve? Stave? No that's not right, is it? HE shook his head clearing his thoughts, he needed to focus on the mission, retrieving his memories of what he was doing here. But how was he going to do that when he couldn't even remember his own name? Maybe it was Steve.. Stave... Steven- His thoughts were interrupted and he immediately forgot the name when a loud noise went off. The sounds of bike tires and rubber against rocks and ocean caught his ears.
"Steven!" A young girls voice echoed through the home. He alerted to the name, his name possibly? Or maybe... the name of his captivator! Was he a hostage? Had they hit him on the head causing him too loose his memories? What if this girl was his captivator coming to do something to him?! He had to hide until he found more information. He found a closet type hole underneath the stair case leading up to the top floor. He hid, and let the blinds on the doors handle let him see the girl, she was defiantly familiar. A suspect.. Steven watch the beautiful girl walk in with a worried look. She had brown hair, curled at the bottom and tangled. Her glasses were crooked and her clothes were a yellow t-shirt with a dog mixed with a helicopter on the front. She had a gray skirt with a star headband, and brown boots.
"Steven!" She called once more, persistent to find him. She searched the couch cushions, behind the counter, and the top floor, she even searched around the device in front of the door, it still puzzled him as to what it was. "Maybe he went on a mission? With the gems..?" The girl asked herself. "Oh please Steven come out soon!" She searched some more. He wanted to come out to this girl, she was so friendly and seemed to have a familiar presence, but not enough to trigger any memories. Like he'd known her for a while now, but still didn't know her well. It made his head hurt just thinking about it, it pounded against his skull, the thought of her, like his brain was yelling, 'what are you waiting for, shes your best friend?! How could you?' If his brain was right, which he hoped it was, then he was a terrible person. He stayed in the shadows a few moments longer before deciding to meet her.
Steven stepped out of the hold and looked at the girl, she spun around, her hair swaying beautifully around her shoulders. "Steven!" She called wrapping him in a tight hug. He felt tears roll down her face.
Connie saw the boy step out and hugged him mercifully. She clung to him tight. "I'm so glad you're safe... I was so worried when you fell." She didn't want to let go, she would stay in this position forever if she had too. 'I'm so glad he's safe.. if he'd have died I would have-' The boy silenced her thoughts when he uttered quietly,
"H-hello.." His voice was unfamiliar it seemed, like he was a different person, he looked, sounded, and had the same gem as Steven, but it was almost if his personality had changed, although she couldn't determine that from just a simple 'hello' right? Right? She hoped she couldn't, after all Steven was her only friend. Then he said something that made Connie's heart shatter into pieces, she felt nausea overtake her, he said something so tragic, unbelievable, something so unbearable it made her sick to her stomach.
"Um... who are you?"