Lepidolite's pov
A flash of light and pop there I was, a gem, freshly made in the prime kindergarten. All around me I see holes just like mine only bigger. A green gem, who I later learn is a Peridot, comes up to me and asks me to come with her and I do. She takes me to a room full of technology and asks me to sit in the chair next to the door and wait. After about 5 minutes she comes back and takes me to meet the diamond I was assigned to so I can get my serial number and to be assigned a commander. I have been assigned to yellow diamond, my serial number is 201vj65-347bh19, and my commander is an emerald.
I have learned that I'm supposed to be just as big as the other gems made here but I'm an overcooked runt, but since we're battling some rebels and homeworld needs more soldiers they will keep me around, for now. I have the same powers as the other Lepidolite gems I'm just smaller, so after the war, wether we win or lose, they will poof me and use my gem to power a tool, but it's ok I guess, I mean it's not like I care, I mean I didn't ask to be made and it's not like I can change yellow diamonds mind and what use will I be to homeworld after the war anyway so whatever. I mean I was made because of the war so yeah.
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Authors note
This is my first story and writing isn't one of my strengths but I'm bored so I decided to write this story. Comment and tell me what you thought of this chapter and if you want me to continue. ( I probably will finish the story anyway but I'd like to know what you guys think anyway.)
- Brandy a.k.a Lepidolite
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Left Behind
FanfictionA story about my oc and her life before and after she became a crystal gem and the friends she made along the way
