The war is ending.
Homeworld is fleeing.
The Crystal Gems let them leave without a fuss; this is what they wanted all along.
But then the fusion starts screaming, screaming there’s a bomb, that everyone needs to take cover. That she doesn’t know what it is exactly but it’s bad.
She tackles the Pearl, and Rose Quartz, leader of the rebellion, pulls up a bubble on instinct. A bright light fills the field.
And then their teammates, these gems they’ve known and fought with, change.
Garnet, Pearl, and Rose watch in abject horror as the gems around them mutate into monsters, turn to them and start slamming against the bubble, screeching in these horrid voices.
The Pearl lets out a wail.
The fusion, guilty, feeling as though it’s her fault this has happened- they should have been quicker, they should’ve made the decide to warn them sooner, if they’d just been faster- quickly comes to terms with the fact that she may have to put her friends out of their misery and kill her own companions. She summons her gauntlets.
Tears in her eyes, Pearl follows suit with her spear. Then another.
“Drop it.” Garnet whispers. “They wouldn’t want to live like this.”
Rose Quartz, loving woman, leader of the rebellion, with a sword and shield in hand, lowers the bubble with a cry of attack.
Homeworld has fled.
Yet another war has begun.