Rainbow Quartz Steven Universe Fusions Novels & Stories

"I'll give you Heavenly Spirit! Amethyst Palace! Go to hell! Venomous Serpent Slash!" With a growl, something black oozed out from Steve's armor. The ink-black mass emerged from the soles of his feet, along his legs, waist, chest, arms, and finally condensed on the giant blade, turning into a giant python as thick as a bucket. Then, it opened its bloody mouth and spewed black mist, screaming toward the crowd. "The Formation of Spiritual Qi — Highly Poisonous Spell!" Caspian saw the essence of Steve's move at a glance.

She said with a doubled voice, the latter sounding deeper and gorier. Steven walked to Clarabelle. He placed his palm on her forehead, and what looked like bright red flames covered his entire arm and Clarabelle's head. “If you won't leave yourself, then I'll have to destroy you,” Steven said. The red fire burned even brighter, and Clarabelle yelled in pain. “The half of darkness shall walk through the void and plunge this world into thousands of years of darkness. She is our vessel; our void." The first voice came again. "No, she isn't,” Steven said, increasing the energy he released. His canines grew into fangs and his nails into claws. The flames grew bigger, and soon the dark energy surr

was corrupted. ​“Look for yourself,” she said, her voice shaking with a mixture of awe and clinical terror. ​I rolled my head to the side, fighting the wave of vertigo that threatened to black me out. The three thousand sapphire pods were no longer silent. The "Logic-Sync" had been shattered, replaced by a chaotic, beautiful Biological Static. The infants were moving—tiny, uncoordinated limbs striking the glass. Their eyes weren't white and they weren't binary; they were a deep, steady iridescent violet, the exact shade of the "Twilight-Serum" I had pumped through my own marrow.

Her heartbeat quicken, hands clenched, and eyes widened as Cent waited for the magical moment. Her fairytale turned into a nightmare in front of her. Black swirls of smoke that came out from nowhere covered Steffan who was now grasping her shoulders rather painfully. Whizzing his breath, Steffan uttered his last words. “Y-You monster!” Cent rushed to him only to be pushed away by the shadows that were not her own, it was as if the shadows hated the idea of her touching Steffan. Cent was about to rush again only to be stopped by her reflection on the shelter’s windows. Her eyes were not cobalt-colored anymore; instead, they were shining lime green.

I don't understand what Steven is doing now but I almost lost my color when he took out a box from his pocket and my hand trembled when I saw what was inside. Ring. My eyes watered and I looked up at Steven. "Steven..." My voice trembled. "Let's start anew, please. I want to be with you. I want to always be by your side, you and my son. I don't want to be left behind again, Qotorie." He took my hand which was still shaking. Tears welled up in my eyes while looking at my hand that he was holding. I was about to remove my hand when he suddenly grabbed it tightly.

The sight before us made my breath lock in my throat. The fifty-foot golden quartz crystal at the center of the cavern, the ancient heartstone that held Blackthorn Valley together, was encased in a thick, pulsating web of black frost. Thick, unnatural tendrils rooted deep in the stone floor were pumping a murky, pale fluid directly into the crystal's core, turning its radiant golden light into a dim, malignant purple.

The symbol held her, wrapping warmth around her fingers like molten radiance. “I’m okay,” Rowan replied, already rising to his feet. “But it doesn’t want me near you.” Kai whistled softly. “Well, that’s quite rude.” Then came the second pulse—stronger, deeper. This time, Luna felt it within her chest. The Heartstone reacted. The jewel nestled beneath her ribs erupted into radiant warmth, sending silver light crackling through her veins. She staggered, gasping, as the two forces—the temple’s seal and the Heartstone—merged like twin storms colliding within her.

On entering, I found Steven sitting on his arm chair, staring into the distance and murmuring to himself. "So the dead fan is now a guardian angel to us. How is that even possible? Never had I imagined something like this to happen. Victor, Jules and Justin just believed so quickly. As if something like this is something you find daily. God! These kids are mysterious." I entered the room and took a seat opposite him. Just then, something very weird happened. Steven fidgeted in his seat, as if something umcomfortable was happening, before a small extraordinary sound escaped, releasing a pungent smell.

That made me suspect that something else was going on right under my nose. “You finally caught me and—” I lifted the man by the neck, and he screamed in pain. “Take off all his clothes,” I asked Gabrielle, and she took out her claws. In a couple of movements, Steven was practically naked, and he had runes on him, but not just any runes—they were power-binding runes. “Who the hell are you bound to?” Steven laughed before spitting blood. Kill this bastard. Sirhan snapped before growling in my head. “You have no fucking idea; you don't know anything about what—”

she informed him without being able to move her jaw. Steven approached her. Bearing her jaw with his palm, Steven commented to her, "Close your eyes." Abby did. Steven's human eyes turned into dragon ones, which glittered in the sun's rays. Forming a blue sparkling light from his palm, he stayed for a while bearing her jawline. Those lights slowly cured her pain. She felt it. Wondering how his powers worked, she opened her eyes, astonished witnessing his marvelous-looking dragon-like eyes. Steven turned it to normal and brought back his hand.