Outcasted - Leader of Peace

Expansion 5 - Street Rat

-Grey Spinel's POV-

I walk through the doors of the department. A hallway was led right into, as there were openings all through the hall. Glass filled each opening as I entered the first.

I see the usual. Technology all over as the detectives of this department were working their asses off on some new cases.

I worked for the detective division of Homeworld's crime department. Everyday, all we did was discover what a gem was doing and why they were out of place. Most go to the trial and are never seen again. Others are taken into cells filled with the destabilizer force to keep them in.

Homeworld was definitely corrupt, but seeing as many would make their way out of it and even rebel was insane. Why the hell would you go against your own home? I never came into their perspective, for I thought they were all just stupid.

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Going to the back of the building, I see the usual view of tall skyscrapers and flying ships above me within the year-round night sky. Everything was just so god damn boring.

A girl jumps by from the rooptops, creeping the hell out of me.

"What the hell? What was that for?!" I shout in anger.

She chuckles, fixing her hair. "Bloodstone, you need to quit it," I demand.

"Oh please! Can't you take a joke sometimes?" she asks me, angering me even more. "Whatcha workin' on? Decided it'd be cool if we did somethin' today," she suggested.

I shook my head. "Sorry darlin' but I got work here."

"Can't you ever take a break?"

"No! I can't! Because gems like you are still out there committing stupid crap that they shouldn't be doing."

"Are you saying I'm as bad as those murderers and shatterers?" she speaks softly.

"Bloodstone, no of course not. You're just..." I pause for a moment, thinking of the right word to use and not offend her.

"Street rat?"

"What?"

"A phrase I heard. Someone called me it earlier. You know... a gem that doesn't have a place in society. A gem that lives in the corner of the street, begging for a place to go."

"Bloodstone, I do not wanna talk about this now," I sigh.

"I get it! You take care of me and everything but... Why is it so bad to be seen with you?"

I go close to her, feeling my blood boil and making sure she knows what I'm about to say. "Because if people saw me with you they would think I'm just a criminal too."

"It's true... you think I'm some criminal?" Bloodstone gasps, as I see her eyes begin to water.

"N-No! I didn't mean it like that-"

She shook her head, taking steps back. "Wasn't it your choice to take care of me? Why'd you take me in if you don't even give a shit!" She ran off as all I could hear were her distant steps, one after the other.

I shake my head in annoyance, banging my fists on the side of the wall.

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-Bloodstone's POV-

I run through the streets of Homeworld, trying not to be seen. I make it to the community part of the realm, where gems would usually go when their work is done. I go through the alley like a rat hiding in its den, scurrying from floor to floor. I make it into the place I called home for my whole life. Rags were all over as it formed a fort or a tent.

Running inside, I go to my "bed" and remain there, sighing into my pillow. Why was I still here? Why hasn't Homeworld done anything with me yet? Is it because they just haven't noticed me yet... Or am I just hideous to look at? All these thoughts flood my mind. I was hated here. All I did was steal from others. My only chance for survival.

A boy enters the fort. It was my best friend, one I could consider a "brother". We didn't have the same creator or gem that made us, but I still call him brother. I trusted him.

"Hematite!" I cry. "You... you scared me," my voice getting softer.

He stood there, just chuckling. "You still get scared?"

"Well what do you expect?" I mumble.

He hands me an item. It was a destabilizer dagger. "Why do I need this?" I ask.

"To defend yourself. Bloodstone, we've been here all our lives. We can't suddenly pop back up into society. They'll question why we've been missing and what we've been doing all these years. Plus, all we've been doing is stealing so... I don't think the Diamonds will approve of that."

I sigh, not really expecting him to lecture me. "Y-Yeah I guess..."

"Look, if we could turn ourselves in and hope for an actual life here, I would do it. I swear. But... it's just been too long now. Whoever created us... They're gone now. But it isn't there fault that we're here."

"I don't blame them..."

"And don't blame yourself either, Bloodstone," Hematite continued to say. This was why I trusted him so much. He always believed in me... even when I couldn't myself. But he was right. We'll just have to stay hidden on Homeworld for the rest of our lives, hoping no one is to find us. And our creators: He said not to blame them... but I do. If it weren't for them, perhaps we'd have actual responsibilities.

Of course, creating gems by yourself and not actually letting the Diamonds do them through Kindergartens and crap is technically illegal, but... our creators shouldn't have left us. I blame them every morning I wake up.

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I remain in the alleyway of the community division of Homeworld. This place acted like a simple city. There were shops, buildings, homes, apartments. It was a large part of Homeworld and it was definitely pleasant, but I could never call it home.

I look behind as Hematite is getting his mask ready.

"Wait, where are you going?" I ask.

"There is a shipment at the docks. Storage transportation. In those boxes... guess what it is?"

"Is it beneficial?" I question.

Hematite nodded. "A cloaking serum. They use it for ships, to disguise them when attacking foreign creatures on other planets and other colonies."

"How is this going to benefit us?"

Hematite got everything ready. "If we get this cloak, we can cloak ourselves. We'll be safe from everything and everyone! This is the way of escaping!"

"But... what about Spinel?"

Hematite continued, "He knows exactly where we are. He'll find us. He won't need to hide who he is anymore."

"He shouldn't need to.. all he's doing is caring for streets rats like us..."

Hematite frowned a bit. He seemed to feel bad for me, always. "Brighten up, Bloodstone. This cloak: If we get it... Everything will finally go our way. What do ya say?"

I smile while I'm still kneeling on the ground, sitting on my legs. I look at him, grin wider, and say, "You got it!"

As his hand was offered to me, I slap it like a nice handshake. He helps me up as I get a mask on. Maybe this was the way to our freedom. This cloaking device... If this plan works, we will be happy. Finally, once and for all.