I sat up, panting and sweating in the dark room. Patting the surface around me, I had to remind myself that the dream I had just woken up from wasn't real. Listening for a moment, I could hear the gentle breathing of the purple gem I was so enamored with. Letting out a huge breath, I started to calm down. Laying back down on the stiff yet comfortable bed, I remembered every detail from the dream. It had been a memory, and not one that I had ever wanted to remember.
Ammolite, Calcite, Honey and I had just gotten back from a mission. It had been Calcite's first mission, a secret known only to the four of us. Honey and I were fused into Citrine the entire time. In all, the mission had been successful. We found the rogue gem and bubbled it, safely sending it to the Tower where we lived. Calcite, being as timid as ever, apologized to the gem after we had poofed it.
When we warped home, the three of us were all smiles. Calcite had been so nervous about her first mission and was glad that it had gone so well. However, her face fell as the figure of Smoky Quartz loomed over her. It was obvious that we had been on a mission, and it was even more obvious that Smoky was not happy at all. Drawing sickle, she made a swift, yet surgical slice across Calcite's chest, just missing the gem on her neck. What happened next is a little fuzzy in my head. I remember a short scream, followed by the well-known poof of a gem's form disappearing. Before her gem even hit the floor, I remember tearing myself out of the fusion with Honey. Rage dominated my mind and body. Unlike Honey, I had never been good at concealing my emotions.
I remember flying at Smoky Quartz, Honey and Ammolite's hand gripping my wrists to keep me from tearing the high-class gem apart. From their loose grips, I could tell that they were just as mad as I was. By the time they let me go, Smoky had already warped away from the Tower. I gently picked up the angular crystal that held my beloved Calcite and retreated to my room.
Over the next few days, I never let Calcite's gem go. Almost exactly a week later, I had to leave the gem behind so that it wouldn't get injured on a mission. When I returned I found a shivering Calcite curled up under my covers.
Looking at the purple gem beside me, I gently brushed my fingers through the violet curls. Her lavender skin appeared grey in the low light. I could just barely make out the outline of her beautifully chubby body under the covers. My hand retreated for a moment as she started to shift. I was worried that I had awoken her, only to find her arms wrapped around my much smaller body. Returning the gesture, I buried my head into her shoulder, hiding the warm tears that streamed down my cheeks and into her smooth clothes.
In that darkness, I swore to myself that she would never be hurt again.