Life (Lapidot Medieval AU) unedited version. Canceled due to rewrite.

Surprise Rescue

A/N: I LIIIIVVVVVEEEE! After much procrastination I decided to update finally! Anywhoo, I had to make a small change to Prudens spell casting. You'll see it if you go back and read.
JapierdoleZabijeGo  I know how much the spell casting gave you a headache, so I thought I would give you a little break. Now, without further ado, onto the story!

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"I thought you said she wouldn't put up much of a fight," Garnet said to Jasper, Amethyst tying an unconscious Peridot up with her whip. "I'm as surprised as you are when I saw her fighting," Jasper said, rubbing her eyes. "She's always in her quarters, writing in that journal of hers." As they spoke, they saw Pearl chaining Lapis up before leading her to Peridot, occasionally tugging on the chain, making the princess stumble forwards.

"We'll set up camp here before returning to Rose tomorrow," Garnet said when the monster roared, putting everyone on edge. Jasper walked to Garnet, who was staring at the monster, and asked, "How did they even manage to tame it? We've tried to, but they don't listen for a damn."

"That's because no one doesn't know how to tame them," Garnet answered as the monstered snapped at Army, who kicked its side. "They don't seem to be in control of it either," Jasper noted as the monster stared at them with its purplish-black eyes. "And you're correct with that statement," Garnet said before the monster snarled at them.

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Heavy droplets of rain fell from the sky, obscuring Peridot's view of her surroundings. She then heard shouting and yelling. She turned to the left and jumped back when a body fell right in front of her. Looking down at the body, Peridot realized that the body was a soldier that belonged to the White Region.

"Force him back! We can't fight him!" someone shouted behind Peridot. She turned around and saw rebels running towards her before the ground in front of her rose, blocking the rebel's path to her. "Shit! He's going to kill us! He's going to kill us!" another rebel screamed.

Peridot got up and walked to the corner of the stone and saw at least eighteen rebels sitting there, weapons shaking as they stared at a figure slowly walking towards them. They wore a white cloak and their hood obscured their face. Peridot took a step back as she felt the hair on her neck rise.

"Keep your wits together!" Peridot assumed it was the leader of this small band of rebels. "We made an oath to fight for everyone's freedom! To live in peace! If we surrender, we will fall back on that oath! Fight for our freedom! For our future!"

The figure stopped walking towards them and chuckled. Peridot felt uneasiness settle across her body from his emotionless chuckling. "Freedom," he said, his voice cold. "You want to die for your freedom?" The rebels stopped shaking as he spoke, listening attentively. "You want your freedom? Modeerf ruoy si htaed ruoy." With a flick if his hand, the rebel leader began coughing. She fell to her knees, dropping her weapon as her next cough drew blood.

"You- ack!- You are a monster! And the tyranny you protect will fall! Freedom will-" the leader didn't finish his sentence as she threw up her organs. An exasperated sigh came from the hooded man before he continued walking towards the rebels. "Anyone else come prepared with a speech?" he growled, snapping the rebels out of their stupor. They rose their swords in answer as their eyes shined with determination.

The man was silent as the rebels ran towards him. "Very well then," the man said before he pulled out his falchion. The rebels then began to run at him, a cry of anger escaping their mouths as they advanced. The man casually walked towards them as if he were in a park. When one was close enough, a swift swing of his sword put them down before he kicked the next one into a group, making them stumble. He then pointed his hand at the group of five before making a fist, squeezing it real tight. They erupted in flames, their screams piercing the air. A knife was lodged into the man's back. Painfully cursing, he turned around and kicked the rebel away, taking the knife out of his back. Just as the rebel charged at him, the man threw the knife into the rebel's eye.