Chapter Twenty Five: At Last
She turned in her chair and saw the clods staring at her.
"Oh hi. I suspect you're ready to be shattered?" She summoned a bomb, bouncing it in her fingers.
Peridot might have had powerful limb enhancers, but these things?
They were much worse.
She threw it at Malachite, who didn't really manage to escape.
The dust cleared and his body seemed badly injured.
"I... will not... give up..." He stood, using his sword as support.
He slashed at Aventurine.
"Oh, come on. You're much better than this."
She smirked. "Come, join us. No more games, no more fighting. We'll make it all better. You just have to crush all your friends here, and we'll treat you like a king."
He glanced behind his back and into the Gems' worried eyes.
He closed his and got up.
Aventurine smiled. "Welcome."
She started spinning, her fingers around her, forming a strange pattern and dashing toward him.
Malachite grabbed and lifted her before falling and turning to light.
The fusion was massive, taking up little less than half of the room.
The others stood by, shaking.
Turquoise cried a bit. "How could you... why would you do this?!"
Tsavorite smiled, summoning a spiked grenade.
"I planned this since the beginning. I never trusted or liked any of you. And now that my plan is in action, I see that I have no use for you."
They threw the grenade, making a hole in the floor.
The Aventurine in Tsavorite cackled. "Yes! Fear my rage!"
The four-armed Gem took four grenades, launching them and summoning more.
Aventurine laughed again. "See! He never had feelings for you, or liked you, or cared about you!"
The Malachite side laughed. "Think again, bud."
Tsavorite swallowed a grenade, blasting apart.
Bits of Aventurine fell everywhere, her tear-shaped gem clinking against the ground.
It seemed like she was the one that took all of the damage, but Malachite's gem was cracked badly.
He tried to heal some of it, and it worked, but there were still deep cuts in it.
Altaite dashed. "I got it!" He put it in a gray bubble.
Rose jumped toward Malachite, landing elegantly.
She took a vial of water from his pouch, which he set aside.
She gave it to him.
Malachite opened it, watching it turn light pink, and then he rubbed it on his gem.
Turquoise had her arms folded and her back to him.
He walked to her. "I'm sorry. It was just a way to get her to think I was on their side; none of it was true."
She turned her head, wiping away a tear.
They hugged and then, it felt like they could do anything together.
They wouldn't be wrong.