New Beginnings

Two

This is one hell of a school, I thought to myself as Rutile, or the gem in white coat, applied powder to where my skin would be if I were still a human, giving me a white skin-like appearance that doesn't sparkle like mad. Rutile is the doctor around here, and they (that's what the pronoun for the gems are, though honestly it's confusing to me) are the doctor around here.

"Alright, you're done. Go look for Red Beryl for your clothes and hairstyle later, I'll have to patch up Morganite and Goshenite now."

"No problem, thanks. I think I'll sit around here for a bit more first," I replied.

"Need any help?" Phos asked Morganite, which was the girl with pink hair.

"Nope. You put my legs on backwards the last time, so no thanks."

"Hmph, haven't forgotten that, huh?" Phos retorted while snatching the bowl containing Morg's parts.

"Hey! Stop! Don't you have an encyclopedia to write?" Morg shouted while grabbing onto her bowl.

"No one's ever going to need it anyway and it's just a pain to deal with," Phos brushed aside while the two began pulling on the bowl.

"Sounds just like you!"

"Oh, just shut up!"

I decided to chime in for a bit. "Well, I think an encyclopedia is important for us to record present data so that people in the future can look into them. You can get some interesting information that nobody knows and put it in, that way you can get everyone to learn something new."

"You're oddly bright for a newborn," Morg commented while still struggling with the bowl, "you sure you're just born today?"

"Pretty much, I woke up today on the small beach in between the plains and the sea, to the right of the cliff."

"Not the Beach of Beginnings? Odd, that's where we've all came from, you're a first. Near Cinnabar's cave too."

"Cinnabar? Who's that?"

"They live in the cave under the cliff, coming out in the night only for patrol," Rutile explained. "Their poison kills anything it touches, and any part of us hits it and it'll go dull and we'll have to chip it off. You'd lose some memories though, but probably nothing important."

"Hey, Rutile?" the silver-haired gem, Goshenite spoke.

"What is it?" Rutile replied while they fitted in Goshnite's right foot with a crack.

Goshenite winced in pain for a moment as their right leg reconnected with their torso.

"Helio got turned into all of this," they said while pointing to a bowl full of yellow fragments, "but if we get back all the pieces, you can reform them, right?"

"Of course. Our very bodies are home to microscopic organisms, you see. Thanks to them, even if we break into pieces, as long as we collect enough pieces, we can be put back together. It's a wonderful characteristic of ours seen in no other living being."

I've noticed that Phos and Morg had stopped fighting. "So, we're basically immortal?"

"That is right, Danburite. We have an indefinite lifespan, unlike most other living beings. We get our energy from the sun, instead of consuming food like the others."

"Fascinating."

"But thanks to that, we have grown incapable of giving up on anything," Rutile finished as they applied power to cover the remaining minor cracks on Goshenite.

"There you go, good as new."

As Rutile moved on to work on Morganite, a red twintail-haired gem popped out and ran towards me.