I sit up, pressing a hand against my forehead, groaning. I look out to the beach. I get up and I start walking towards the boardwalk. I look down at my right hand, a hand that I have done many things with.

So many things. It sparks for a moment before it dissapates. I look back up to the ocean and I continue heading towards it. I turn my head to the right to face the old town buildings.

The windows are shattered and pieces of signs crash down into the boardwalk, dripping with water. I smile a sad smile at one sign in particular with a fish on it. I chuckle, looking down at it. "Fish Stew Pizza." I sigh.

"Good times." I turn to the other buildings. I can see some that I think I've been to before. "The fry place?" I move over to the small counter at the window. I place my hands on it and I gaze into the darkness beyond the window.

I look down with a frown. "Wait." I turn around. "This all reminds of...Steven." I head for Steven's favorite place to get a quick bite. I look up at The Big Donut sign and I put my hands on my hips.

"Huh." I step into the building. Of course, no one is at the counter. I step over to it and I look at the what it has.
"Hmm...chocolate, jelly, strawberry, peanut butter..." I climb over the counter and I open the case in front of me.

I smile as I take all the donuts I can carry. I head out with them and I make my way towards the beach. I look up at the sky and I frown. "Well, maybe I can at least relax over at the beach." I step onto a road and I observe the rest of the town as I take a bite out of a chocolate donut.

There's no one nor any sign of someone around. I don't want to know what could've happened to the victims of the hurricane. MY hurricane. However, I'm afraid that the disturbing truth is rather obvious actually. I shudder at the thought of it.

I plant my shoes on the sand of the deserted beach. I reach down with a grunt to take my shoes off. I carry them with me over to the shoreline and I sit down by the waves pushing in and pulling out in their rhythm.

I move my toes a bit in the sand and I chuckle. I then frown as I stare out into the horizon. The beach that I'm in right now isn't as innocent as it may appear. I did something bad. I beat Steven. First at a silly game and then...

I widen my eyes. "A fight to the death." I cover my mouth as I quickly look down at my feet. I can easily visualize the events on what happened at the bottom of the surface beyond the waves and the rushing tide.

I slugged him. Not only that but I...I! I k-k-killed h-h-h-him. I tear up and I shiver as a cold breeze whips my body. The grey sky turns dark. The wind starts picking up. I take another bite out of my donut as I look back out into the ocean.

The water ripples, causing the waves to rush at my feet. I crawl back a bit to avoid getting caught by them. The water turns pink. I raise an eyebrow. "What the heck is going on?" The water glows a vibrant pink. I back away further as the glow consumes the ocean.

"What is that in the water?!" I can make out a small figure. It's form becomes more and more clear as it approaches the surface. Finally, the surface breaks and a pink bubble reveals itself. "What the-!"

The bubble dissapates and a figure collapses a few feet away from me. I gasp as I drop the donuts. I rush over to the figure and I immediately stop inches away from it. I cover my mouth as I widen my eyes.

The figure groans as it moves it's head up to look at me. I detach my hands from my mouth. "Steven." Steven plants his hands firmly on the ground to give him leverage to get up. He stands up and he glares at me.

"Amethyst." I grit my teeth as he reproaches me. "Eheheheh. Steven, you're-you're back." I give him a weak smile and a shrug. He recieves it with a fixed glare. "Oh I'm back. But I'm not Steven."