steven universe · gem twin · shape shifting · identity crisis · chaotic magic · panic · supernatural · sibling bond · unstable form · fantasy
*The last light of the sun bled across Beach City, stretching the shadows long over Pearl's training ground. The air felt still, too quiet. Steven and I moved through the practice forms, our powers humming just beneath the skin. Then my foot caught—a stumble, a surge—and the world erupted in a shockwave of pink. The glare forced Pearl's eyes shut. When it faded, the two teenagers were gone. On the grass, two infants lay, small and bewildered, swamped in clothes that no longer fit.*