YOUR KIND

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ASH PEPPERED the streets that cold night as Steven watched from the window of the small home, his shaking bruised hand on the glass as he wept profusely. The pain in his body was overcome with pain from within as he felt alone, having lost his father and the last memories of his mother in the space of hours. He collapsed to his knees and looked to his broken hands, his tears dripping on his bandages.

Connie watched her friend cry on the floor and hesitantly sat beside him, not sure of what to say, but wanting to be there for him all the same. "You know, everyone's always talking about how my mom did great things back in the day and how she helped Home World." Steven wiped his tears. "It was such a massive set of shoes to fill and now ... it's all gone; nothing left to remember her by." He chuckled cynically. "My fucking luck, huh?"

"I'm so sorry, Steven." Connie said.

Steven sighed. "And now all I have is this power that's useless because I don't know what to do."

"No, it's not, Steven." Connie faced him. "It's not over."

"What am I supposed to do? We were supposed to find the Gems and our home is gone." He paused. "Mom and dad are gone ..."

"But you're still here and you can fight." She said. "If we fight the Bloodstones and find the others, we can win this."

Steven nodded. "Yeah-yeah, you're right," He stood up. "We're gonna find the others, and when we do," He threw off his bandages. "I'm gonna kill the son of a bitch in charge."

MAKING HER last toast to her destroyed home and her memories gone with it, Amethyst leapt off the roof and went inside the abandoned building. She entered the main concourse, hesitant as she expected the teens to be unwilling to talk when she found them crowded around the window. Curious, she went up to them when she found that they were arguing.

"This is your fault, Jim; if we headed for the police station, we'd probably be safe, but you had to go ahead and talk about some hero crap like you're Captain America!" Royce yelled at the boy.

"My fault? Then why'd you follow me?" Jim frowned.

"Come on, we shouldn't be fighting." Betty tried to step in.

"Oh, look who's talking! Little Ms Fornite who thought human weapons would work against fucking aliens!" Mel walked up to her.

"Well, at least I thought of something instead of just standing there being useless!" Betty retorted.

"You know what, you and Jim can just go and play superhero all you want; I'm done with this shit!" Mel walked off.

"Same here!" Royce followed her. "Fucking Jackie Chan over here thinks he can fight everything like his bullshit movies."

"Oh yeah, you wanna go there, Tyrese, you punk bitch!" Jim jeered.

"That's it!" Royce moved to punch Jim.

"Hey!" Amethyst yelled, drawing their attention. "What's going on here?"

"We're done playing hero." Royce said.

"It was these guys' dumb idea to try and fight these aliens and look what happened." Mel pointed at Jim and Betty, her tone falling. "I don't wanna end up like everyone else."

"Well, if you thought our idea was so dumb, you shouldn't have come along with us in the first place!" Jim growled.

"Yeah." Betty chimed.

"Oh, there you go again; just agreeing with everything Jim says." Mel frowned.

"Ah, for fuck's sake." Amethyst huffed.

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