You are going to be something amazing.

You will be something unbelievable!

You'll grow up to be someone respected by all.

You'll rule over galaxies.

You will be me.

But, you will also be you.

I don't want you to be me.

I want you to be you.

And if that isn't a conqueror of worlds then so be it.

You are human and you can be anything!

I will always care for you because you are my child.

And Don't you dare forget that; Mia Diana.

The blonde scoffed and tossed the data pad to the bed.

How many times had she watched that video?

How many times had it said the exact same thing?

She'd lost count.

It's not that it mattered anyways. Her pearl was incompetent, her father had remarried three years after her birth, she had younger siblings to do nothing more than annoy her, and imbedded in her the center of her collar bone was her mother -or more correctly- her cold, hard, lifeless gemstone.

She had browsed every single file on that data pad, it held prerecorded messages from her mother, lessons that could only be taught by a diamond, even a few recording of her singing which had been interrupted by a handful of "Calm down, you little thing!" and "Will you stop kicking my ribs?!" or "Ugh! Child, I swear if don't knock it off I will seriously consider having you bubbled as soon as you pop out!".

Those always brought a small smile to Mia's face, even though she had put her mother in an uncomfortable position, she still spoke with -an angry- love.

But there was something new today, on her sixteenth birthday, that had never been there before.

Curious calloused fingers pressed the file, and it opened to her touch, bathing her tawny skin in her mother's honey glow.

Sixteen today, hmm?

Well I suppose you've learned a great many things in all these years. I hope that you're well and strong, considering how you seem to prove your strength everyday and night.

Your lessons must be getting far more difficult, as I have told pearl to do.

I assume that you can summon your sword and can handle your distablasion powers.

I know I don't mention this a lot, and that's because you have your ways of driving me to madness, but I do love you, you're my child, my star, my sunshine.

But, who am I kidding? If you're anything like me, you obviously don't care.

I hope you were gifted with the elegance only a Diamond can possess, and hope that you weren't gifted with my elongated neck, and boney figure which I so hide in armor all day, but that you would have a beauty true to you, and yourself alone. A divinity that shines from within.

My little warrior, I love you and hope you live a long and prosperous life.

Static crackled as the feed cut out, the golden glow ebbing to a slight dim.

There were certain things the teenager could stand and tears would not pour like rivers down her cheeks of fawn, but there were few, few things that would make her cry and stain her skin with salt water.

This was one of those few things that made her cry, and moisten her pillow.

Mia tried, a multitude of times to slow the cascade down her cheeks but all attempts failed and she sit there on her bed, crying and hugging herself.

She tried to be strong, to make herself stone, but when that stony façade crumbled it revealed the weak soft being within. When she cried, she wasn't beautiful, and the cruel tears while short lived made her frame tarnish in a moments weakness.

Kiki had often called her Rapunzel, because of her love of painting and golden hair, the only difference between the fairy tail princess and gem empress was hair length.

Oil paints were strewn about a stool, and a large canvas sat before the teen, dark browns and blues making up the background, while she held brushed behind her ears and between her teeth of different sizes, each tip coated with gold.

Smudges of paint crossed her hair, face and arms, even the fingerless gloves she wore were dashed with colors unwanted, but that didn't stop her from working.

The data pad floated nearby and golden eyes glanced from canvas to screen constantly, making sure she got every single detail correct. She had never ever seen her mother smile, and now she had. All the other portraits of the gem queen had been done in effort to try and capture a smile she had never witnessed, and now, she had and the teen swore she wouldn't let such an opportunity slip past her painting fingers.

She was zoned into her work and couldn't tear her eyes away from it if she tried.

"My Diamond Mia. It's time for your sword and accuracy training." The nasally voice of her pearl sliced through her concentration like her sword, and the black of her mother's eyeliner smudged and pressed to hard, creating an ugly black tear to roll out of the corner of her left eye.

"Pearl...! I have told you not to interrupt me when I'm painting!" Mia growled, discarding all her brushes harshly into their glass. Lightening bubbled around her as she pulled her shirt over her head, sweater vest and all.

She tossed them towards the door where her pearl stood snootily, all too proud to be teaching a Diamond.

The boney teen unclipped the shoulder braces from her mannequin and undid the buckles of her chest plate, sliding the metal shirt on with ease, then easing the shoulder guards into place at the beginning of her arms, then she tugged the long elbow length gloves over her fingerless ones.

The tawny skinned girl made sure to purposely step on her pearl's foot on the way out with great strength.

That would teach her to interrupt her while she was painting.

On one of the many beaches of Beach city, Mia stood a golden broad sword fixed in her palms as she stared at the holographic pearl before her.

Ember eyes fixing into a deeper scowl, she waited for the right moment as the holo-pearl charged at her, it's own sword held firmly in it's hand.

Yellow pearl stood off a ways and watched her Diamond begin to parry, block and thrust at the holo-pearl before her. Each time, as had been almost everyday since Mia started training at age six, she had came out victorious, the hologram defused and sword resting in Mia's left palm.

"Very well done, yet again my Diamond." Yellow pearl said bowing to the girl as she walked forwards, the corners of her mouth ever so slightly upturned in a small victorious smile. "But you parried when you should have thrust. thrice."

Mia stared at the pearl formerly belonging to her mother in disbelief. "That was a perfect battle! I made not one mistake, pearl!" She snapped, her sword defusing back into her gem.

"My Diamond, requested I train you to the fullest extent, to where one could watch you battle and there would be no difference between your style and her own. Yet, I observe you fighting a mere hologram and you still let chances to finish a fight slip past you. Your mother never did. Begin again, my diamond." Yellow pearl instructed, creating another hologram of herself, and placing the sword from Mia's hand in its own.

The blonde growled under her breath, and said. "No! No. I'm done. No more training for today pearl. I'm going to the big doughnut, and do not pressure this for the rest of the evening!"

She slipped in the sand only slightly in her heels, ripping the door to the doughnut shop open.

"One lemon tart with mango filling Lars, and make it snappy, I'm in no mood to be tussled today." The young woman growled, flinging the usual $4.79 to the counter and filling a cup with ice and lemonade.

Lars had been her friend since young childhood and he, only he could tease her without getting pummeled.

"Happy birthday Mia." Sadie offered from behind the counter as Lars placed the doughnut at the only table in the store, where Mia waited. She huffed and brushed some sweat matted hair back, this suit was the hottest thing she ever wore, and it was uncomfortable and itchy, she hated wearing it for training but honestly didn't care at this point in the day.

"Yeah, Happy B-day Mi-mi, rough day huh?" The boy asked, sitting across from her and sipping a cola.

"First; Don't call me that in front of others or you know what I'll do. Second; yes, yes it's been a rough day!" She paused her rant to take a long drag from her cup, draining half the contents to quench her parched throat. "First I end up acting like a total baby while watching this video on my data pad! Then when I was painting pearl came in and caught me off guard, and now the portrait has this thick black tear running down it's cheek. And then she tells me I failed my battle training! Well you know what?! She can't even shoot lightening! I'd like to see her try without poofing! And she said that I'm missing windows in my fencing training! Well she won't even pick up a sword and fight, she doesn't know how, but stars forbid if she's anything but perfect!"

By this point she was standing, ranting about this and that, her soda cup crushed and her tart had been devoured in a mouthful of angry bites that only paused her ranting momentarily, she was a lady and ladies do not talk with their mouths full.

"Sounds like a total drag, hey you could just poof her and get someone else to teach you right? Like one of Steven's magic alien girlfriends or whatever." Lars suggested nonchalantly, resting his elbows on the counter.

Mia scoffed and ripped her gloves off, then tore the armor from her chest and shoulders leaving her in a sweat moistened tank top, which was now slightly sheer, but there wasn't really anything to show save for abs as she was never gifted with much of a chest. "A crystal gem? Lars, have you gone mad?! The day I ask a crystal gem for help will be the day I get cracked."

The door opened and a boy with curly black hair came in, getting a kind greeting from Sadie as he went to a little freezer, then cried out.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO! This can't be happening! Lars! Please tell me I'm dreaming!"

This was interesting, Mia thought, setting her armor down and watching with mild curiosity.

"Get off me man, I'm stocking here!" Lars grumbled, letting the boy slid to the floor.

"I'm sorry Steven, I guess they stopped making them." The stouter blonde said apologetically.

"Stopped making them? Why in the world would they stop making cookie cats? They're only the most scrumptious and delicious ice cream sandwich ever made! Don't they have laws for this?!" Steven asked dramatically from the floor on his knees.

"Tough bits man, I guess nobody buys them anymore. I guess they couldn't compete with Lion lickers." The auburn haired boy snided, stocking one of the shelves with more cups.

"Aw, not lion lickers! Nobody likes them, and they don't even look like lions! Kids these days, I tell you what." The little boy scoffed, surveying the ice-cream treat that had taken the place of his favorite.

"Well if you miss your wimpy ice cream so much, why don't you make some with your magic belly button." The elder boy teased.

"That's not how it works Lars! Right?" Steven defended, pulling up his shirt and looking at his gem.

Mia finally piped up. "Well of course not! Gem's can't produce organic food unless stored there prior, other wise it's just unnatural." She rolled her gold eyes and folded her arms, this boy was almost her age and yet he acted like a child.

Typical.

"You just don't understand! Oh, cookie cats... With your crunchy cookie outside, and you ice creamy inside... You were to good for this world." The boy sighed, drawing a cookie cat on the glass of the small freezer and kissing it.

"Uh, Steven? Do you want to take the freezer with you?" Sadie offered, the situation already awkward.

The boy pouted and nodded, hugging the electronic device.

Lars came from behind the counter and unplugged it and handed it to Steven who struggled to carry it.

The diamond watched broadly before standing and placing her suit of armor on top of the cold box. "Let me get that for you." She offered, she might not have liked the crystal gems but Steven was young yet, he could still change sides.

She lifted the box up and followed a now very happy boy outside and down the beach to the gem temple where he resided.

He slammed open the screen door and whined. "Hey guys! You won't believe this!"

And at that time an acid dripping gem centipedal tried to eat his face. He cried out in shock and tried to force it off, but then a purple crystal whip wrapped around its waist and jerked it back.

"Sup Steven." A stout purple gem said, destroying the creature while a defective white pearl battled three with her spear on the warp pad.

Then the most disgusting of all the gems in the temple, an off color fusion, snapped the spines of many of the bugs and punched the others.

Golden eyes were disgusted and wide, she had never seen corrupted gems before, but the actions of these Crystal gems and the company they kept were deplorable in her opinion.

The Pearl struggled to stop the creatures from further tearing up the house.

"Oh, Awesome, what are these things?" Steven asked, as Mia set the freezer on the small sofa by the door.

"Ugh, we're sorry Steven, We'll have all these centipedal's out of your room. We think they were trying to get into the temple!" The Pearl apologized, holding one wriggling in her arms.

"Oh, you don't have to get rid of them! They're cool!" The boy chirped, as one spit acid at him, burning a hole through the floor.

"Um you guys! these things don't have gems!" The defective Amethyst called, picking her nose.

Mia summoned her sword and let lightening boil off it while she deflected the centipedals coming at her.

"That means there has to be a mother near by." The fusion droned, punching one in the face.

"We should probably find it before some one gets hurt." The defective pearl said.

"Oh, can I come?! And can Mia come to?! She's a really good fighter and is strong and stuff!" Steven asked hopefully.

"Oh Steven, until you know how to summon you gem weapon, As for Mia... Well. we'll handle protecting humanity, ok? The pearl explained to the boy with a sweet smile.

"Aww man..." He whined, then scolded one who got in the fridge."Hey get out of there! Shoo! Shoo! Aww it got into everything! Not cool!"

Then brown eyes took notice to the contents of the freezer, and exclaimed in delight. "Oh, no way! Where did you get these?! I thought they stopped making them?"

"Well we heard that too, and since they're your favorite." The pearl began but was then cut off the Amethyst.

"We went and stole a bunch!"

"I went back and paid for them..." The pale gem growled softly, rolling her eyes. Mia felt a slight pang of longing strike within her chest, Steven might have been a whiny over exited boy, and the crystal gems were, well crystal gems, but he had something she never had or even got from her human family or pearl, there was a mutual love shared between them all.

She shook her head, What was she thinking?!

They were crystal gems and she was a diamond. Two worlds that should never mix.

Brown heeled boots swiveled around and clopped down the wood steps and down the beach.

It wasn't really fair though, she was a diamond, she deserved to be loved like that. She pondered that fact, on one hand it was repulsive, She was a Diamond and they were loners. On the other hand it was a wonderful thought, to have people or gems who loved you for you.

She sat at the helm of her ship, scrolling through her reports, and one jumped out at her.

Rather than being the normal golden hue like most were, it was blue, a beautiful blue.

She pressed it and watched the contents, another Diamond, one her mother mentioned with familiarity, Blue Diamond.

All she really did was cry and whine, and ask for her mother to please come back and that she missed her.

It wasn't really her place, and then again it was. Her fingers hovered over the keys, she hesitated momentarily then typed her response.

Dear Blue Diamond,

I have been extremely busy on a distant planet.

Due to the stress of running all my colonies I have decided to take a temporary vacation to this planet.

I agree, perhaps I'm over staying, but I am unable to return because of the great gravitational pull of this planet, my nova interstellar thrusters are unable to escape the pull of this planet I call "Thrae". I am still running my colonies successfully.

No need to worry or send a recovery team. I'm doing just fine.

Sincerely Mia Diana Yellow Diamond.

She pressed send, not double checking her work.

It went with a green flash and cleared her screen, and she returned to the dull mundane of reports.

So, What do you think? should I continue writing this? I dunno.

It's up to you.

Enjoy!

Dang this took forever to write! my hands hurt! ;-;