Gravity Falls Crossover Steven Universe Novels & Stories

I saw red and approached Mars, he turned around to run away but stepped on a shoe that was thrown at him and fell to the ground ungracefully. " No, it's not true, Steven is a dirty liar!" he screamed, " Steven -Steven has always wanted Meryl so he thought if he could frame Ben and get him killed, she'd finally accept him but things didn't go as planned," Mars stammered, moving away from me.

I cut straight to it. “Negative. All quiet. Perimeter’s secure. Why? What’s going on, Luna?” “Fuck…” I pressed my free hand to my mouth, my throat closing up. “Jane, you’re not gonna believe this.” “Luna? What happened? Are you safe? Where are you? I’m pulling a squad to your coordinates—” “No. Stand down. I’m at the mansion.” My voice cracked, barely holding together. “Jane… Steven’s dead.” "Dead? Luna, that’s impossible. He was on the east ridge at 0400. I’ll lock down the perimeter and—"

He managed to grab onto the edge of the rocky surface, clinging for dear life. I grabbed his hand and started pulling up. We all grabbed a part of his body, hauling him up when a gust of wind hit us and knocked us back. I couldn’t hold my grip on him and I heard his scream as he plummeted. I closed my eyes. Unable to comprehend what the hell just happened. “What was that?” Joel roared at Gabriel. “Now, now, settle down. There were simply too many of you. Be prepared. At the end, there can only be one.” He said with a large, creepy smile.

"The heavy steam-winches are locked to the mountain bedrock. You have the towing cables." I looked down at the massive, glowing silver shard of the meteor. The anti-gravity field was terrifyingly beautiful, a localized pocket of the universe where the sky was pulling harder than the ground. "We go down," I said, my physical voice barely carrying over the wind. We didn't rappel into the crater. We jumped.

Without the Heart to power the anti-gravity engines, Alcatraz Island—a billion tons of rock and steel suspended in the stratosphere—remembered that gravity existed. "Hold on to something!" Marcus screamed, diving to grab a support pillar. The sensation of weightlessness hit them instantly as the entire island entered freefall. K-CHUNK. The Cradle tilted forty-five degrees. Jack slid across the floor. He slammed into Catherine’s ice block. He wrapped his non-cursed arm around it, digging his blackened fingers into the floor to anchor them. "Got you," Jack gritted out, blood dripping from his chin onto the ice. "I got you."

This hunk of junk creaked once, and then the world instantly went dead. In that split second, gravity seemed to vanish, leaving my stomach stranded back on the tenth floor. The deafening screech of metal slamming against the emergency brakes echoed through the cramped shaft, before finally being swallowed by a silence that was far more terrifying. "Shit! What the hell was that?!" Bima shrieked, his voice cracking in the pitch-black void.