The Pirate And The Gem

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  1. It had not been long thet Howlite had been on earth. She had only just gotten to the shores through her own portal about a month ago and was still learning the human ways. Living on her own made it harder, with not much contact to her fellow gems but she was mannaging. She now had her own house by the sea shore so she could monitor everything in the town she protected. Offten times she was blamed for the uproar of devistation that would take place from the monsters that followed her and the other gems here, and unfortunatly that was all true. Either her or the other gems would put this world in danger but it is always for the greater good of the people. After all their home planate was destroyied and they are simply looking for a place to live.
    Today would be no different. Since Howlite had no need for sleep she sat at her window sill over looking the ocean into the wee hours of the morning watching the waves role in and out on the cold shore. It was eery watching the fog but taking a breath she realized it wasn't fog. It had a pungent smell of poppies and dust, a very distinct combonation that she hadn't smelt for decades. She perked up and looked out into the sea farther using her Gem eye to get a batter look. In the distance she could see the gold and silver owl that she dreaded. It was the one that had taken her family from her, her mothers were now in 1732 a time before her existance, before her creation. She swallowed hard as she watched it flap its majestic wings sendin waves out beside it.
    She quickly jumped out her widow and tumbled to the ground letting her gem vision faulter, not that she needed it anymore. Hope filled her chest. It could bring them back, her family! Running she stopped in the waves of the ocean as they came up to her calfs. "Bring them back! Bring my family back please!" She screamed with a smile as she waved her arms at it. Though she knew that would never bring them back.
    That's not how it worked, people were placed in times they were thought to belong, places that they could help. Tears welled in Howlite's eyes as it began to glow. It let out a howl and she dove for the sand, being caught in the light and you would be sent god knows where. So she covered herself quickly in a gem buble and covered her eyes avoiding the light as much as possible.
     
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