beauty n the beast au for kyman >:0 sun somehow convinced me and ill probably do more idk also eric pronounces kyle as kiyel on this (u kno like belle aljsfksldjg) (use screenshots from the movie as reference!)
Citrine, Emerald and Moonstone stared into the black atmosphere, their eyes wide and bodies frozen while witnessing the bright light of freshly launched escape pods being released into space. The pods attached themselves to the other aircraft that was very close by.
“My ship!” Emerald exclaimed, his fists pounding on the glass window.
Before Moonstone could suggest a way to stop them, the stolen spaceship lit up for just a few seconds before warping out of sight. Emerald cried out while clenching his teeth together. His skin was a light green, though in this moment, his cheeks had become a darker hue.
“Emerald, let’s try to locate your ship before-”
“Are you serious!?” Emerald seethed, cutting off Moonstone’s sentence. “My ship is much faster than this hunk of metal! They never would’ve had the chance to do this if we waited for them to come to us like I suggested!”
Citrine stared at Emerald, but his expression remained neutral as he spoke. “Let’s let this ship’s auto-system try to track them before they get too close to any planets. After that, we should probably make sure they were the only three that were on board.”
Emerald let out an exasperated growl as he walked over to the controls. Citrine and Moonstone waited for Emerald to finish and they all began to do a walkthrough of the foreign ship.
Each part of the ship was clear until they found the prison cells. Emerald held out his hand to stop Moonstone. “Wait, there’s someone here.”
Citrine had already started running ahead but retraced his steps to Emerald. “…In the prison?”
Emerald passed Moonstone and Citrine, stepping towards the cell.
The cell itself was completely charred on the inside. The gem had his back to the onlookers. Moonstone squinted and knelt, trying to get a closer look. He attempted to ignore the smell of burnt metal that was assaulting his nose.
“…Hello?” He asked.
The gem didn’t move. There were thin lines scraped into the metal wall he was facing, clearly tally marks. Moonstone turned back to Emerald and Citrine.
“Maybe he doesn’t speak?”
“He doesn’t look like one of ours,” Citrine said. “Why would they imprison him?”
“Who are you.”
The group became uneasy as they heard the stranger’s voice. His head turned, his eyes lurking beneath his sweaty hair as he gave them a cold glare.
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