Steven Universe Oneshots

Iolite

Time no longer mattered. When it was mattered, it mattered, but now was not the time. You had watched, over the years, decades, centuries. You saw everything. In one second. It hurt. And it hurt so much.

You had been made as a soldier, not as much as a Quartz might have been, but just as useful. Iolites were suppose to have inner vision, which was suppose to help them look into themselves, find what would be most suited for them.

And you, Iolite Facet 4H2M Cut-WL, had one of the most powerful inner visions. You could see the future, the way in branches out in every direction, to every corner of the universe, how every vein was another story, with millions of gems and hundreds of humans, down to the very last ant and blade of grass.

You were the ultimate weapon. But you had hurt so much, the fact that you could see everything. When you had to come to Earth with Rose, you had seen everything. Rose. Steven. Garnet. Pearl. The Gem War. Amethyst. Jasper.

But you couldn't tell anyone. Because you could see that future, too. You could see the futures where you were quiet, and didn't tell anyone, and things would work out the way they were suppose to. But you could tell someone, someone to help you with the hurt. And everything would go to shit.

So you were quiet. When Rose decided to rebel, you stayed quiet, knowing that Amethyst, centuries later, would feel like less of a Crystal Gem because she didn't fight in the Gem War. You knew Rose's plan to shatter Pink Diamond, knowing that Steven would be so hurt to find out.

And your gem slowly started to crack. Hairline fractures would spread throughout, like a spiderweb.

But now, you were bubbled. You didn't hurt. And you had all the time in the world. It wasn't as scary as you thought it would have been at first. It was much more easier than seeing everything. Instead you only saw one thing, the other gems bubbled around you.

And you saw Steven. You remembered in his future, what would happen to him now, and a hundred years later. You knew what Steven would do. You knew how Connie would react, how Pearl would cry, how Garnet would unfuse, and how Amethyst would see herself as useless.

You saw everything.

And you worried for him.