Pushed Too Far (Evil Steven AU)

Corrupted Morals

Alesha's P.O.V

I grit my teeth as I pull the last bandage around my wrist. Since Peridot is now dead, I have the freedom to ransack this little hideout of hers and use whatever I find to my own advantage. Unfortunately, there was no incriminating evidence on me left out on any tables or pinned to the walls, leading me to believe that she really was anticipating my arrival. So, after growling to myself upon discovering that little tidbit, I got to addressing my wounds, bringing the bandages out and wrapping them around my ankle, my nose, and finally my wrist. Rubbing the back of my head, I stand up from the workbench I was sitting on and look around this barn. I want to go home, get these injuries treated better since wrapping them was only a temporary fix, and sleep. I would then feel more rejuvenated to search out the evidence Peridot and Lapis collected and kill Lapis too. But, I don't want to give Lapis the satisfaction of coming back here, to a place she would probably call home, and not suffer for her part in this. She invaded my home and now I invaded hers, but I'm not nice enough to leave it at that.

She'll return to a smoking pile of burning wood when I'm finished.

And though pain wracks my body, I build up the strength and get to work on making it happen. Bit by bit, I throw everything that's not nailed down into a big pile in the center of the bar, tossing entire tables, haystacks, and even spare wood pieces that were merely lying around onto the pile, not caring if I smash them or not. Now the problem is actually starting the fire. There's no gas or lighters around here anywhere. But then a metaphorical light bulb goes off over my head and I walk out the front entrance and back across the field to the car I stole. Popping the trunk, my hopes are rewarded with the sight of a gas can, which, upon grabbing it, is plenty full too. I then open the passenger's side door and dig through the glovebox, smiling when I find a cigarette lighter. I then trudge back toward the darkened barn, the gas in the gas can sloshing as I walk. And when I come to a stop at the entrance, my smile grows wider.

Putting the lighter away in my pocket, I open the tip of the gas can and walk inside, pouring it all over the ground and on the support beams holding the barn up. I then did a few circles around the pile before splashing some up onto the pile itself, leading a trail out to the entrance before capping off the gas can. I then step back a bit, not wanting this next part to backfire on me if I got gas on my shoes in there. I pull the lighter out, flick the flame on, and chuck it inside. Flames spread quickly and it wasn't long before the floor of the barn and the pile was burning.

Grinning at my handiwork, I turn away from the sight and trudge back to the car for the second time tonight. It'll be long destroyed by the time Lapis comes back because once those support beams burn and break, the roof of the barn will cave in. Besides, there's not a water source for miles, so even she, with water manipulation powers, wouldn't be able to put it out in time. It's not like that's her only form of manipulation anyway. My grin turns to a frown at that particular thought and I place the gas can in the trunk, roughly closing it and getting in the car. I give the burning barn one final glance before turning the key in the ignition and turning the car around.

Home, here I come!

Steven's P.O.V

I was expecting her to come through that door at any moment, which is why I've been sitting on the stairs with Connie's sword on my lap for the past hour or so. What I'm most conflicted on, though, is if I should just kill her when she walks in or catch her by surprise and knock her out. Lapis and Peridot want Alesha to be turned in so that my name can be cleared for the most recent murders, but I'm wondering if it'll make any actual difference. Just because I didn't kill my friends doesn't take away from the fact that I still killed Connie, her mother, and Kevin. Murder is murder and the town's opinion isn't likely to sway much from a few less bodies being pinned to my name.