|Part 1 - Trapped|
Steven POV
"I don't think we're getting out this way." We said, trying to bash this door in with a shield. I spotted a window from above us and hopped up to it, getting a clear view of Homeworld from this tower. It was quite a populated place, weird gem tech scattered all throughout, stuff I've never even seen before. What I didn't expect was to slip off the window. "AHH!" We yelled, falling onto the ground and unfusing. "Ouch..." I mumbled, rubbing my back. "You okay?" Connie asked, rubbing her head. "Mhm." I said, nodding. Out of options, we just sat against the wall.
"Here, I grabbed some before the ball. We should eat up, we'll need some energy if we want a chance of getting out of gem prison." Connie said, handing me an energy bar. "Thanks." I replied, taking a bite. So many thoughts were racing through my head, I wasn't even sure what to think of anymore. Y/n came across my mind, but I just got eerie feelings every time I thought of him, something's not right. But maybe I'm just going crazy, maybe I'm just sick of this place.
"We should never have come here..." I said with a bit of hopelessness. "What?" Connie asked, eating her energy bar. "This entire plan! What was I even thinking? This was so foolish, why would I think I could convince anyone?! All I did was get the gems poofed at the same time, and once again separated from Y/n! What would dad think? His only son is in jail at 14..." I replied. Connie looked like she wanted to say something, but even she knew there wasn't much hope to provide in this scenario. With nothing else to do, I curled up into a ball, briefly falling asleep. In this state, I started to slip into my psychic ability, but then immediately woke up.
"Wait a minute, I can call for help! Each Crystal gem has been poofed except for one, Bismuth! I'll use my psychic powers and reach her on earth." I exclaimed. "You think you can do that? From here to earth is a really long distance." Connie asked. "It's gonna be a stretch, but it'll be worth a shot." I replied. "Then we have no time to lose, bedtime mister!" Connie exclaimed. I laid down on her lap, closing my eyes. Eventually I fell asleep, and was put back into my psychic state. I managed to stretch myself far enough to put me on Masque Island. I gained help from the watermelon Steven's and got a boat to start sailing on the ocean to Beach City. The journey sucked, it was tiring and I was on the verge of collapse. But out of nowhere, Lion found me and picked me up. At last, I was in Beach City, standing in front of my dad as a Watermelon Steven. He stopped playing the guitar and looked up, noticing Lion carrying me on his back.
"STEVEN?!" Greg shouted. I gently waved to him, giving a small smile. He immediately picked me up and rushed over to Bismuth who was busy fixing up the house. "Bismuth!" Greg exclaimed, holding me up. "What's u- Steven?!" Bismuth said, dropping a block of wood. Bismuth rushed down to the both of us while dad put me down. Since I couldn't speak, I drew a picture until they eventually pieced everything together. "You got it, don't worry. We're coming!" Bismuth exclaimed. A sense of relief filled my soul, and I dropped down backwards, smiling as I slowly passed out. Dad gave me a small thumb's up, and that's when I woke up.
"Guess we'll see what happens." I whispered, noticing a sleeping Connie.
|Part 2 - Descent into madness|
Y/n POV
I gasped for a second, taking a deep breath as I woke up. All I remember is that I remembered what my powers are, but then it went blank after that. "Where even am I?" I asked, looking around the relatively large, empty room. In that instance, a door opened and in came 2 gems. One of them had a green-like gem, the other had a blue-ish gem. "Ah, you're awake. Your wound has stopped bleeding, what remarkable regenerative abilities you possess." The green gem said. I looked down to my side and noticed dried up blood stains on my clothes, just how did that happen? "Who are you?" I asked.
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Better Together
Fanfic|Steven x Male reader| This story follows Y/n, a young boy. His mother had given up her physical form to give birth to him, which left him alone with his abusive father. The pain got so unbearable, that he fled from his home in search of a new life...