Steven Universe Oc Novels & Stories

His eyes wide with terror. “No!” My younger voice cracks as I trash against the restraints. “Don't touch him!” My uncle doesn't even look at me “An alpha cannot have a heart, it is a weakness.” He says calmly. Elias adjusts the controls on the machine. “Male Omegas bonds are genetic anomalies.” Auriel’s voice booms. “They destabilize Alpha blooodlines.” My heart slams violently against my ribs. “You can't do this!” I roar, Fenir’s anger coming out of me.

The smile disappeared, and only Fisk's hawk-like gaze remained. "Or," he sneered, "continue to fight a losing battle until we hunt you down. There are only so many countries that would support you and only so many people that can design mechs of your calibre." I felt the room stiffen. "Doctor Daniel Stonewood," Draco growled, "I am addressing you directly, along with the pilot of the unidentified infantry mech you so obviously designed." I felt Lucas stiffen beside me.

“You planned this, remember? Don’t get all possessive now.” Steven’s laugh came out strangled and humorless. “Possessive? I’m not—” He ran a shaky hand through his hair. “Max, we’re done. Stop it. This isn’t happening.” Max raised a brow, “ Are you getting cold feet, Steven?" He blinked, signaling him to play along. Steven shook his head, looking defeated. “Just… please. Leave him alone.” The please gutted me. Something was definitely wrong, very wrong. Max waved a dismissive hand at him. “He’s drunk. Ignore him.”

“Do whatever you want. All my relatives are dead anyway.” Steven pulled out a bunch of fries like he was making conversation. He smiled. “Are you pretending you don’t know, or do you really not know? You still have family back in your hometown. You just chose to forget about them. I was deciding who to visit next. Now I don’t have to think too hard.” Victor’s eyes flew open. “You wouldn’t dare.” “Why wouldn’t I?” Steven’s tone stayed light. “Don’t forget where you are. This is East Coast. And I happen to work for Zachary Reynolds.”

He does not want to get caught. "Let's take him to the clinic!" "Steven? What happened?" He heard a crying voice. He turned his head to see Sunny beside him. Sunny held his hands, crying. As Sunny's tears ran down her face, Steven's heart suddenly stopped working. His pounding heart stopped. He was trying to find some air, but he could not. Steven fell and became unconscious. Fortunately, he was caught by his classmates. The boys quickly carried him towards the clinic. The nurses immediately attended to Steven. They put on oxygen to help Steven breathe as they saw his pulse beating slowly.

When they got to the boarder Tyson was there with the warriors and James facilitating shift change. When they saw them, they took their fighting stance ready to attack but Steven quickly shifted to his human form. “It’s me brother.” He told Tyson. “What are you all doing here this early?” asked Tyson. “We are here to get our alpha back man, we have to apologize for what happen.” Steven told him. “Well, it’s about time, you may go in but try anything and your pack will cease to exist.” Tyson warned.

“My apologies for my wrong assumption. I had studied these creatures, and this is a strange occurrence.” “It’s not about what you studied, Alpha Maverick,” Pyra, who had been silent for a little while now, finally spoke. “None of us understand the paradoxical actions of these creatures, and that’s why we need to act fast.” She turned to Steven, “So what do you seek from me, Alpha Steven?” The man, Steven, was silent before he spoke. “I seek aid. I have nowhere else to go, no living family anymore, no relatives. I need a place to stay, so I can escape the trauma and dangers those weird wolves pose.”

And they might feel the pull for me. “I can’t tell you for certain what will happen,” Steven says. He has his arm around me, with me curled up securely beside his chest. “There are too many variables, many of them unknown.” I nod sadly. I’ve gathered as much already. “But I will say this,” Steven adds, reclaiming my attention. “If you do mate with someone else, and it is not someone that you want, my brothers and I will protect you. You will never belong to anyone that you do not wish to belong to. Do you understand?”

Stacy tugs a smile after the words come out from her brims. Then, she walks and steps on the stairs carefully, planning to change her clothes and wash her face. At that moment, Stella glances at Steven and comments, "See, I can trust June. She is the best wife for our son, Steve." Steven grins a little. There is a particular fear in his brown orbs. It also resembles doubtfulness on what will occur in the future since universe tends to be unpredictable. "Let's see what future brings us. We cannot always expect too high on everything. Even, something, which seems good from outside, can turn to be bad in its final state," Steven tries to be neutral, but his tone sounds more desperate than it is

I began, but my dad cut me off with a scowl. "Enough with the unnecessary pleasantries, come here." I hid my hurt and walked towards them, trying not to gag at Steve's putrid breath. "Is this the Omega?" he asked, his voice dripping with an otherworldly intensity. My parents nodded, pushing me towards him as if offering me up. Steve laughed, his eyes glinting with malevolence. "I smell like death because I am a witch from the underworld," he explained, his voice sending shivers down my spine. I didn't dare ask what the underworld was, fearing what other terrors he might reveal.