Steven Universe Oneshots

Twin au (very much angst)

Warning- gore, depression, blood, low-key suicide

"Guys! Guys, wait!" A 13 year old boy bounded across the living room towards the warp pad and the four gems who stood there. Garnet, Amethyst, Pearl and Nora- his twin. When Rose Quartz gave up her firm to create a new life, she didn't know that both of the agreed baby names would be used, or that her gem would split completely in half, leaving each part of her with a literal half of her. "I can come on this one, I think I got the shield down, look!" He stood for a good couple minutes as his face gradually turned more red, only earning a small pink glow from his gem fragment.

The three older gems shared a pitiful if not slightly annoyed look- which didn't go unnoticed by Steven- before the smallest of the three decided to speak.
"Look Steeman, it's not like we don't want you to come, it's just we don't want you getting and if you can't even make a shield..." she trailed off, leaving her sentence hanging in the air. Pearl was the one who carried it on.
"We just don't want you slowing us or your sister down." The boy opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted again by Pearl.
"We know you're a Crystal Gem too, but we can't have you compromising the mission or your sister's progress."

He stayed looking at the floor for a moment and regretted it when he did look up: Garnet was giving him one of those falsely sympathetic smiles and his sister matched her expression flawlessly- like everything else she did. Pearl and Amethyst had similar faces, yet somehow even less genuine.

"Sorry Steven, maybe next time," Nora shot him a sad look before vanishing in the cyan beam of light.

For almost five hours, Steven had tried to summon a shield or, quite frankly, anything from his gem. At this point he seriously wouldn't have minded if he'd summoned a pickle jar as long as it was something. But nothing.

Slowly his face became more red and tear stained and his resentment to the useless stone in his stomach grew. He shouted between sobs, "I hate this! I didn't ask for this stupid rock to be there! I didn't ask to be so useless! I didn't ask to be born!" He was screaming so loud that when he stopped it was as it all sounds had been sucked into an abyss and locked away. His ragged breaths pounded in his ears. He couldn't fathom why his sister was so much better than him at everything. She could summon her weapon- a sword- so easily, she'd always beat him at hand to hand combat, she was never scared; she was the favourite, and he was just a mistake.

Eventually, Steven opened his eyes only to shield them again from a luminous pink glow which came from.... him? "Oh so now you decide to do something?! Now that they're not here?! Do you have to mess everything up? Do you have to make everything so hard, stop me living a normal life!?" He shouted at his navel, only make the glow brighter. "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" And he waited for a stiflingly long minute before mumbling, "maybe Nora can do something important with the whole gem, I know I won't."

He latched his fingers around the half of the quartz inside him and pulled, using both hands when it didn't work. It hurt so much, as if he were being torn apart cell by cell from the inside, but he kept going, knowing that the torture, both physical and mental, would soon be gone. Finally, it came out. Dripping with his own blood, it lay on the floor infront of him. A meek smile weaved its way onto his face as he collapsed to the floor with a sickening thud. He was glad it was over. He died happy, happy that he'd died.

Almost, 12 hours later, the warp pad sounded along with the sound of Pearl's sing song voice, "Steven, we brought you a- STEVEN!" The group gasped at the horrific scene laid out before them. The corpse of Steven, drained of all colour, contrasting with the vivid, liquid red that surrounded him. Half of a rose quartz gem was discarded a foot away from his hand. They were shocked, but not surprised.