Steven Universe Vs Star Butterfly Novels & Stories

If it was, it had worked spectacularly, because the two had an awkward little hug, something that they never did, and then Luke was gone again. It took Steven a minute to think it through, to wrap his head around it just being said and done. If Steven didn't know any better, he’d think that the universe was fucking with him. Either way, it didn't feel like it could go too much longer. Whatever was going to happen, Steven just wanted that ill feeling to leave him. He wasn't used to it, and he didn't like it at all.

Gabriella replied with a sad smile. Steven remained silent for a moment, staring at his desk, then said with a stern tone, “No, we're not going to get married, Gabriella, and that's final. If the world is going to get destroyed, then so be it.” “But Steven, millions will die,” Gabriella said as her smile vanished. “Except you. You're protected by the moon goddess's aura, remember? The Darkmoon goddess cannot harm you, nor can the abyss demons. So if the world will die so that you can live,

Shantal holds out her hands, the coils running electricity to her hands and shoots lightning out of her fingertips at the dragon, stunning it in place. Steve sees his opportunity and grapple up the dragons snout, staring it in the eyes. His blue robotic body slowly turning black, a white aura surrounding him. He spits out a sword from his back, looking the same color as him, and runs up the head, scraping the robotic snout up the head until he reaches the eyes. He jumps up and points his sword down, piercing the mechanical skull, laying the dragon flat on the hanger floor.

The man opposite him was Bruce Larkin from the Tranquil Academy, known for his exceptional sword-drawing skill. "Steven, you don’t even have a weapon. How do you plan to go against my sword, the Eclipse Azure Blade?" Bruce sneered at him, his face full of contempt. "If you surrender now, you might escape with your life." Bruce didn't want to get into trouble with the Diamond Guild by killing Steven. To his surprise, Steven just smiled. "The same goes for you. You’re not worth my time. You should step down and surrender." Bruce’s face turned red with fury. "Are you that eager to die? Fine! I’ll grant your wish!"

“What can they do?” “Sun Beetle can fly, spit acid, has night vision, and shoots solar beams from his eyes,” Natalie whispered. “Fright Star is a telekinetic like Eric here. Only, his telekinesis has a red aurora instead of white.” “What was that?” Sun Beetle said. He turned his head towards our direction, flying down the hallway as his wings flapped like an insect taking flight. We held our breath when Sun Beetle flew inches from Natalie. But he didn’t notice her.