Amethyst: Woo! Go Connie and Steven!
The purple gem cheered from the ground beside the house, watching eagerly as the two young fighters faced Lars. The white-haired man stood tall and ready, gripping a black-and-white blade in each hand.
Lars: Ready?
His voice was calm, his gaze sharp. Steven and Connie, standing in sync, nodded with confidence.
Steven: Yes!
Connie: Yes!
With their cue, the duo dashed forward, running in perfect harmony. They switched positions with each step. Steven on the left, then the right, then left again. As they reached Lars, Connie leaped over Steven, slashing her pink sword in a vertical arc. Simultaneously, Steven slid beneath her, aiming to kick Lars's feet out from under him.
A solid plan but Lars was ready.
Using Connie's momentum against her, Lars deflected her sword skyward, his arms guiding the force harmlessly. Then, raising his leg, he stepped over Steven's low sweep and brought his foot down.
Steven quickly raised his shield, catching the powerful stomp with a grunt. From above, Connie revealed a hidden dagger tucked in the back of her shirt and slashed at Lars's side.
Amethyst whooped with excitement. She'd been watching their training sessions for a while now. Garnet and Pearl would often drop by to visit Lars and the others too. Day by day, Steven was becoming more like a shield, and Connie, a sword—training and fighting in perfect sync.
'A fast distraction and a sneak attack, huh?'
Lars smirked as the dagger neared.
'Nice try. But I've been in far too many fights like this!'
In a flash, Lars channeled mana through his body, sharpening his reflexes to the speed of thought. With practiced precision, he caught the dagger mid-strike, then drove his elbow upward into Connie's jaw. She reeled back, but before she could recover, Lars grabbed her by the shirt and spun, flinging her away.
At the same moment, a glowing sword materialized midair and shot toward Steven's raised shield.
Connie: Steven, block!
Twisting midair, Connie shouted the warning. Steven heard her just in time. With a surge of strength, he rolled sideways and braced himself, lifting his shield.
The magic sword struck.....
BOOM!
But Steven's shield held firm, dispersing the energy into a glowing spray of blue dust.
Steven: Rollout... And now for the boomerang!
Steven sprang into the air, floating briefly as he hurled his shield with force. It spun across the field and slammed into Lars's back.
Lars: Tch!
Connie dug her sword into the ground, leaping onto the hilt as she stared Lars down. Steven touched down softly behind him, the pink shield magnetically snapping back onto his arm.
Silence hung in the air. Amethyst beamed with pride as another figure appeared beside her—Watcher.
Amethyst: I just know P would go nuts over this!
She clapped excitedly, marveling at how perfectly the two fighters moved in tandem, each attack, each dodge, a rhythm like a practiced dance.
'Steven's getting stronger...'
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The New Lars (Steven Universe / Lar's)
AdventureBecoming someone new can be scary... But what if that saying was to become true? A identity that wasn't yours that will be yours. This is what will go down in a new unforeseen life path for our dear Archer or should he be called instead... LARS!
