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(A/N: Hello everybody I'm back! Sorry for the delay, I took a break and then worked on my other stories which unfortunately pushed you guys to the back of the line. If any of you are interested in my new story it's called Dust in the Wind for Undertale. It's an action story a lot like this one, but I worked out some of the more prominent kinks in my writing style for it. Your support is appreciated.

Storywriter2003: Thanks!

Dante Watterson: I appreciate the assurance.

Gehemm: That's the spirit!

JuniorVB: Sorry, I was going through writers block.)

The Girls Back Home

The man in green walked down the beach, the sun having set, and the sand having turned cold. He had accidently bought a ticket to a bay on the opposite side of Delmarva, and he had to walk all day to make it to his destination.

"So much for having a map in my mind," He muttered to himself in his thick Irish accent. He adjusted the guitar case on his back; the strap had started to make his shoulder sore. You wouldn't notice if you weren't looking for it, but that case was the only thing he had brought with him over the seas. "Finally," He sighed as he came upon his home. The same beautiful, but slightly deteriorating stone temple; the place never seemed to change. Not even six hundred years of wear and tear made a dent in the place. He looked on with pride as he rubbed the orange-red gem on the back of his neck. As he got closer he noticed a new wooden addition to the temple. "That's kinda strange," He thought out loud as he walked up the stairs to the temple.

Steven lay on his side in bed with the covers up to his neck. He hadn't moved from this position in a long time. He got up to use the bathroom and that was it. His stomach had twisted in hunger pains, and his throat was sore and parched, but he just didn't care. Each of his loved ones had tried to forgive him, coax him out, or convince him that it wasn't his fault even Peridot at one point, but to Steven the facts were laid out clearly. He failed to restore the lunar tower, when the tower broke Lolite was freed, after Lolite was freed she made an army, and then freed Obsidian. He had single handedly started a war, and he just couldn't forgive himself, yet. The sound of the screen door opening brought Steven out of his thoughts. He hadn't remembered any of the gems leaving so that means that Connie must've come visit. She had tried to cheer Steven up before, and failed just like the rest, but still, having Connie around made him feel better even if he didn't realize it. He turned around and saw a tall man wearing a green tweed jacket, gray flat cap, and guitar case on his back looking around like he had stepped into another world or something. Steven's surprise momentarily brought him out of his depression.

"Um hello?" Steven greeted nervously. Amethyst had been resting her eyes with her head on the counter and her weight on the bar stool. When the door had opened she had made the same assumption as Steven, and continued to rest, but Steven's subsequent reaction had alerted her to something new. Her eyes shot open and she sprung up from her spot ready to deal with the intruder. She looked him over for a stark second, and then stiffened, as she realized who she was looking at. She thought it impossible; she thought she was going crazy, she hoped she was going crazy; it would've been better than this being real. The man turned his attention to the purple gem, and smiled widely.

"Hey, Amethyst it's me Jacinth," He clarified knowing that she probably wouldn't recognize him after thousands of years. Tears started to flow silently from her eyes as Jacinth looked at her with confusion. "What's the matter, not happy to see me," he joked trying to ease the tension building in the room. Little did he know that he had hit the nail right on the head. Amethyst's face twisted in anger as her gem started to glow. Jacinth's eyes widened and he started to back away as she drew her whip.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" She screamed while swinging the whip right across his chest and sent him through the screen door, through the bannister, and onto the beach. Jacinth looked up in daze. He knew that he did some really bad stuff, but he didn't think that would be grounds for getting this angry.

"Amethyst, what the hell!" He shouted to the purple gem emerging from the house. Steven just watched; he didn't know what to make of the situation. He didn't know this person, and for all he knew he was another evil gem like Obsidian or Lolite. Sure he helped Peridot change, but he learned that there were limits to his help. Amethyst jumped off the deck and formed a spikey ball in mid-air. Jacinth called upon the skills he acquired from the olden days and pulled a five foot long poll with a rectangular block of stone at the end out of the gem on the back of his neck. He brought the hammer up quickly to stop Amethyst's attacks. Sparks flew as he spiked exterior grinded on the material of his weapon; a strong thrust threw her back onto her feet. "Fuckin' 'ell what are you doin'!?"

"HOW DARE YOU COME BACK?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD; YOU SHOULD'VE LEFT IT THAT WAY!"

"Don't you think you're overreacting a little bit?" Jacinth said coolly, desperately trying to stop this. He didn't want to hurt an old friend. Amethyst's eyes narrowed at Jacinth's words and she charged at him full speed while drawing her second whip. She lashed out wildly. He fell to his knees to just barley escape the first swing, and then jumped up as she brought the second whip down into the sand, sending debris everywhere. He kept dodging her hits in refusal to fight back until one whip wrapped around his ankle, and slammed him into the ground. She stood over him with her arms crossed and an angry scowl plastered on her features. He couldn't dodge what would come next and he knew it.

"What have you got to say now?!" Amethyst yelled.

"Amethyst, don't make me do this. I don't want to do this," he growled intimidatingly. When she took another step he felt himself sadden, but the urgent instincts had already taken over. His lips twisted into an animalistic grin as various spot in his skin split apart under his clothes. Amethyst's resolve broke as she backed away; she had no idea what was coming. Frankly she was scared, and was regretting that she hadn't thought this out. He stood up as his eyes disappeared into pools of solid white and small bumps started to bulge under his jacket. They grew until the fabric ripped. From the paper thin openings sprung six blades like appendages that seemed to be made up of red and black energy that constantly swirled and moved within the blades. He took one step before he lost his wind. He couldn't breath and he felt an intense pain in his chest followed by a lesser pain across his back. When he opened his eyes he found himself in knee deep water, pressed against a rock, with a giant red fist at his feet, and a 15th of an inch deep dent in his chest plate where the fist used to be. He looked at the three gems on the deck. Two of them were his old friends, but he didn't know the third one. He wheezed and gurgled as he tried to speak with a crushed diaphragm. He held out his hand to Pearl and Garnet, begging for mercy or an explanation for why they were trying to kill him. Garnet jumped to his position and slammed him against the rock, staring into his eyes from behind her glasses. He focused all of his caine on healing his injuries before another one of his friends could kill him.

"You just left?" Garnet asked, knowing she wouldn't get an answer. "I thought that you had died that night. I thought you were a hero, but here you are. You just ran away," Jacinth didn't know what she was talking about; yeah he had left, but why would he have died? "You don't even know what you did do you?" she said coldly "You deserted us without telling anyone. You left your post unguarded on the night of the invasion!" She yelled. Jacinth's eyes widened. He had left his section of the perimeter unguarded right before a home world invasion! They found the blind spot and used the element of surprise. "If you were there you could've sounded the alarm," She said smashing him into the rock. "We wouldn't have lost half of our armory," she said smashing him into the rock again. "We wouldn't have lost Emerald and Topaz!" She let go of him, and walked away. He fell limply against the rock with wide and now tearing eyes. He had known they were gone, almost everyone was, but it was his fault two of his best friends had died.

"I'm sorry," He choked out. Garnet froze in her tracks, and looked back at the pathetic excuse for soldier behind her.

"I know," She said maliciously as she continued to walk away. Jacinth fell to his knees in the water; silently begging it to carry him away from here. He watched as the other four walked inside, and hung his head. He couldn't help but remember why he had left. Of course, it was just like his memory to kick him while he was down.

(A/N: Sorry if this seemed a little confusing. I was just trying to build it up for the big reveal you know. The next chapter might be a little more interesting, but also maybe not. I do write these things as I go along.)