Steven Universe: Gone Wrong Chapter 2 Novels & Stories

My mom hugged me tightly, clearly worried. While I was still trying to figure out what was going on, my dad teased, “The moment your mom got off the plane, she was flooded with the news back home.” I laughed. “It’s fine. It’s all over now.” Mom wiped her tears. “I never thought Zack would turn out to be such a scoundrel.” My phone buzzed. It was a message from Chris. [The troublemakers in the live chat have all been caught. By the way, Zack just boarded a flight to Southeast Asia.]

After finishing with the rogue by consuming its flesh and discarding its head, I stood there in awe, struggling to grasp the reality unfolding before me. Steven shifted back to his human form, bare from the waist up, his eyes begging as he gazed at me. He seemed to gauge my reaction. "Are you alright?" he inquired, but I shoved him away and retreated. I shook my head, afraid of him. "It was you all along! You orchestrated all this chaos!" The silver fur glimpsed during a near accident, things that appeared beside me just when I needed them, his subtle questions about my paste and my mate...

VANCE'S POV "VANCE?!" Steven let go of my hug. His jaw clenched when he stared at me. He obviously didn’t like what I said. “I won’t take back what I said Steven! I will never be happy when you are gone! Im sure I'll get drunk everyday! I won't eat and I'll just cry and cry! I'll stop studying and I'll go where you are!" I almost caught my breath as I shouted at him. I felt like my stomach lurching. I could see that he was holding back the trembling of his body in front of me. It was obvious in his eyes that he was weak and he felt bad.

The assistant paused and did not answer the question. "Don't you dare tell Kate or her family about this. I'll make sure you regret it if you do!" Steven hung up the phone and walked to the main hall of the airport. Lately, Steven felt like he was unhinged, having suffered severe headaches over time as if his head was about to be blown off. During his sleep, he would have some outrageous dreams. Sometimes, he dreamed of being a gang leader, ordering his subordinates as he smoked. Sometimes, he was a patient who laid in bed as he waited for someone to take away his heart.

Steve didn’t chase him, he just stood there, watching him disappear. Steve shifted back to his human form, breathing heavily. He looked toward the house, knowing Gabby was still inside, unaware of what had just happened. He stood there for a few more minutes to calm himself down so that Gabby won't be suspicious of anything that just happened. In the Study . When Steve went outside, leaving Gabby in the study room with the documents, she sat down at the desk and tried to focus on not thinking why her brother wanted her to do that.

Then Steven turned to Rose and asked, "How did this happen? He was fine! I know that because we just talk. So why did he relapse?" "Okay, don't get mad. Promise me that you will handle your anger." Rose softly, noticing the rage hidden behind Steven's sad eyes. "Sure, mom. I promise." "So Dr. Daniel..." After Rose's explanation, Steven seemed fine and calm until the room's door opened and doctor Daniel walked out. Then he allowed his sanity to get devoured by his anger and rushed towards the doctor before collaring and banging him against the wall. "How the hell did you graduate from medic school when you don't know how to do your damn job!" Steven screamed.

“My promotion in the bank was just around the corner. All abandoned. Because of Elvis. Now I'm left all alone in the middle of the sea. Where do I begin?” Agony and pain were wrestling for dominance. Thoughts were flying randomly as Linda leaned her back against the wall in regret. “Where have I offended Elvis to deserve this kind of treatment from him?” Linda asked quietly in regret. Elvis started kissing Danielle right in front of Linda. “This is so ridiculous, this is heartbreaking.” Linda poured out. “Can I survive this dark storm?” Linda let out with a heavy heart. “As you can see, I am moving out with Danielle. Before I return, let me not set my eyes on you!” Elvis muttered. Elvis had

“You’re the prey tonight.” Steven smirked. “Five against one? That’s not even a challenge.” The men raised their weapons, aiming at him. “You won’t be laughing for long,” one of them sneered. Steven’s eyes glowed with an icy blue light, and a chilling grin spread across his face. “I’ll make you regret those words. Let’s dance.” Then he turned to me, his expression fierce. “Run, Luna. Now.” I didn’t wait for another warning. I turned and ran, the sound of his laughter echoing behind me.

I said. Steven picked his phone, trying to access the chip. He scrolled through his phone for a while and his plain look soon began to burn into confusion. I stared at him with a raised brow, constantly calming myself with sips from my beverage cup, which was almost running out. “I can't seem to pick any signal, Brian,” Steven said, after about ten minutes of silence and display of confusion. I gulped in the last of my beverage and dropped the mug, hard, on the table.

Anya’s POV: “I am okay, thank you!” I politely declined. Then, enduring the pain in my abdomen and entire body I hurried out of the villa. Twenty minutes later, Rose drove over to pick me up. I opened the car door and got into the front passenger seat. Then, I asked anxiously, “Rose, where is Steven?” “Steven and his team had already returned to Malta! Before they left, Steven was very angry. He said that he wanted to terminate the cooperation with the Walter group.”