Hands of creation (A steven universe x original male diamond character story)

Loss

"Where is everyone else?" Fern asked as she glanced at her own weapon and gave a slight grimace before tossing it aside as the ammo counter read zero. "Facite, rank?" she said as she glanced down and picked up one of the large and jagged weapons of a dead Chaos trooper, she checked the ammo before glancing back up at the gem soldier.

"Jasper Facite-91111, cosign is hell jumper," the jasper briefly said as she plucked a bullet out from her chest plate. "The rest of my squad is poofed and hasn't shown signs of reformation, there are Chaos troops all over the ship and the rest of the gem soldiers are trying to fight them back, I'm all you got right now."

Fern thought for a moment, before glancing up at the Jasper, "I need you to take one of the escape pods down to the planet's surface, you need to warn the rest of the fleet that we're being attacked."

"What about you shipmaster?" Jasper would ask as she looked at Fern, who'd walked over to the viewing port and was staring as another cruiser combusted and collided against a smaller cruiser, causing it to split in half as she grimaced. She then swiped her hand up and brought a holo pad up, she briefly swiped through it before nodding, "There is only one escape pod remaining, it's down near subsection eight, and as for me, I'll.." she stopped as warning signs flashed over all of the holo pads and she widened her eyes and looked up as countless amounts of Chaos ships jumped out of the warp. There were so many that she couldn't even begin to estimate how many there were exactly.

"You need to go, now," she said as she tore her eyes away from the sight of the ships opened fire on the already decimated fleet, the flagship rocking as it was also buffeted by gunfire and missiles. "I'll give you cover as you drop," she pushed the gun into the Jaspers' hands and motioned for her to go. "You need to move fast soldier, you're running on borrowed time."

"Understood," Jasper said after a moment before turning and quickly sprinting out of the bridge and into the halls that were flashing red, she could see the bodies of Chaos soldiers along with poofed gems.

Fern sighed and walked over to her damaged console, she brought up a glitchy holo pad and watched as the last functional escape pod flashed green before it was ejected out of the ship and rocketed down towards the planet. The comms array was damaged and she couldn't contact Homeworld or any of the other ships that were somehow still alive, she pulled up the status of the ship and grimaced at everything flashing red. It was on its last legs.

She slammed down a button on the console and the emergency blast door shut over the open door leading into the bridge and the viewing port was reinforced with a see-through metal, then she pressed a few more buttons before the center opened up and outwards, revealing a control wheel. She grasped one side with one hand and use the other to center all power into the thrusters, she then locked her feet in place and grit her teeth as she struggled to turn the ship to the left, the alarms blared louder and the metal groaned.

She then slammed her hand down on another button as she was facing the oncoming fleet, the single-operating Mac cannon roaring to life as it shot out blast after blast as she rocketed into the sea of missiles and bullets. If only to give the ground forces a few more seconds of preparation for the battle.

The escape pod shook as it rocketed through the planet's magnetic field, the jasper gripping the sides of her seat tightly as she was jerked from side to side, she glanced down as the holographic viewing port finally cleared up as she broke through the clouds expecting to see the rest of the fleet untouched, her eyes widened in shock as she could see fire and flames below. Missiles and bullets narrowly scraped against her pod as she neared the ground, confusion filled her head as she took in the figures of chaos troops and gem troops getting closer and closer as her pod crashed into the middle of the battlefield.