Steven Universe Weapon Novels & Stories

"Those Jayzepanese are despicable! If only I had Channing's strength, I'd go hunt them too—wipe them out sooner or later." Ray glanced at him and nodded. "If you were a thousand times stronger, you'd definitely have a chance." Steve's ability was to create illusions. If it became a thousand times stronger, he could approach someone like Gunnr without the target knowing, and at that point, his attack would be devastating. One strike… and Gunnr would be dead. Steve's jaw dropped. Weakly, he asked, "Ray… am I really that weak?" "Mm." Ray patted his shoulder. "Keep at it, kid. You'll get there."

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.

“Calling Daddy while you fucked that pretty little pussy with your fingers.” Shame twisted in my stomach, sharp and hot, but it only made me wetter. I pressed my thighs together, trying to hide it, but it was useless. He’d already seen everything. Steven reached down and unbuckled his tool belt letting it drop with a heavy thud. The sound made me jump. Then he pulled his white T-shirt over his head, his broad chest, muscled from years of real work, dark hair trailing down his stomach and disappearing into his jeans. My mouth went dry.

“Look, the defensive shield on the skeleton king is gone now!” yelled Luna. “This is a good opportunity!” Without any hesitation, Alex immediately maneuvered the three Dragon Bone Swords and shot them at the skeleton king. “Meow!” At the same time, the white cat let out a stern cry once again. Poof! Poof! Poof! The Sword of the Universe, the Blade of Seven Death and the Breaking Point all shot into the body of the skeleton king at once. The lightning attributed spiritual power on them exploded in a split second, creaking on the skeleton king’s body.

Steven sneered threateningly and said, "That's right! I'm the Dragon Slayer, no. 32 on the Blacklist. You'll meet your end tonight, punk!" Steven stomped, and a crack appeared on the floor. Then, he sprang forward like a sharp arrow. The shiny and sharp dagger was like a poisonous snake, aiming directly at Sebastian's neck! Rosalie was shocked at the sight. "Be careful, Sebastian!" she shouted. Sebastian stood still and calm in the face of Steven's attack. Steve sneered at Sebastian's reaction. "Are you so scared you can't move, punk? Go to hell!" Steven rushed forward. The cold glint on his dagger grew brighter too.

he ripped his hands from my hold. "No Max I'll wait until you leave" he said "so go on". " you know you should listen to her Human " a voice from behind the trees said. My body stiffened at the sound of his voice. I backed up as I saw him walk out from the shadows. Steven immediately reached for his gun and aimed it at Lorenzo. Without any time he pulled the trigger but Lorenzo was faster as he sent Steven flying. I watched his body collide with a tree and that's when I felt my wolf rage the joy i felt then was in explainable.

Yet, the slight prick in my ankle left me feeling weak and wobbly. Struggling to maintain my strength, I grunted, trying to deflect his next blow, but my efforts were in vain. I fell to the ground, vulnerable and defenseless. Just as Chris raised his hand to strike me, he was kicked away by a swift intervention. ‘Luna,’ Steven’s wolf tensed as he looked at me. ‘Kat, take Luna away from here. I will kill him tonight.’ Amid the chaos, I murmured a warning to Steven, “He’s wearing a silver metal suit under his shirt. Be careful.” Steven acknowledged with a nod, ever vigilant.

Gregory asked. Steven remained silent for a moment, staring at his desk. “That dagger… I recognize it. It has the exact same design as a dagger that was used by humans years ago to kill otherworldly beings, such as abyss demons, and to drive spirits out of people,” he said. “To drive spirits out of people?” Gregory asked, sounding a little confused.

"Why don't I get a sword? Or at least a bow and arrow?" Steven let out a dry chuckle, shaking his head. "Because I don't want to have to come pick up your dead body after you accidentally stab yourself with the sword or shoot yourself with an arrow while trying to use it," he said, his voice laced with amusement. "This log of wood is safer for you." I scoffed, crossing my arms. "You're still mean, you know that?" His smirk only slightly extended, and he said nothing to deny it. He looked upwards, to the sky, keen eyes scanning across the horizon where the last remnants of sunlight were slipping away, leaving behind the soft, gentle glow of twilight. Night was fast approaching, and with it, t

Steven cut him off impatiently. Ah, Steven really wanted to just shut him up. But he wanted even more to smack him on the head so his brain would function just a little bit. For some reason, that strange soldier had abilities on par with his own. If people saw his true personality, they would never believe that someone with such a strange mouth actually possessed such amazing abilities. When he realized he was in the training hall with Zach, an alarm went off in his head. “Come on, let’s duel!” Steven said, immediately stunning Zach.