"Jade!" Your comrade shouted your name like a command. It wasn't him reminding you of your name (you had a specific rubber band for that one!) but an order to move out of the way. You were able to dodge the attack with ease. You were really good with the space between you and the weapon coming at you. You were eighteen and on the front lines. The military had heard of you and the others and searched you out since you were thirteen. There was nothing you could really do, but you grabbed your friends' hands and tried to run anyways. You could only avoid them for a little bit before you were captured. No matter how many times you turned back time either, there was always a leak and they were after you again. Every time you turned back Time it got worse. You'd lose someone or the torture they would put you through would get worse.

So there you were. Fighting for the army like machines. Dave wouldn't use his power as much as anyone else would, in fear that it would damage the timeline and make us doomed. John and Rose were assigned to be the leaders of the army and you would follow them and get their backs. You didn't go far without Dave though. You refused to leave him behind. No matter what timeline, you wouldn't let any of your friends be hurt—no exceptions. You didn't need a memory band for that one. It was a given. He was falling behind and you were losing track of John and Rose.

"Look out!" His voice called again. Your head spins to the source with as much speed as you could yet you didn't know how to respond. It was a troll. He had a set of clubs in each hand with a purple stripe on the tips. The purple glow to his eyes gave you a feeling that he was not only matured, but also a strong high blood. There would be no other reason as to why a high blood would be on the battlefield other than if he was insanely strong. There were more cries in the direction from where John and Rose were fighting and you dared not look. The troll lifted his arm and laughed a honking noise before bringing it down on you. In that split second you could see your friends lying on the ground, defeated. Tears prickle at your eyes and your body wouldn't move no matter how many nerves commanded it to. They were dead and you couldn't protect them.

You just looked down at your enemy. You were in the air, not by much but you were, and the aim would break your ribcage. It probably would shatter it. Pierce your lungs and heart and that would be the end of you. There was no repeat this time. You'd die…and doesn't that sound just peachy to you.

"D-Dave…" The breath escaped your lips. The red clad knight took the blow made specifically for you. You couldn't tell where the blood was coming from, but there were excess amounts of it. With the name in the air, he turned to you and smiled. Smiled, not a smirk, but a smile from a Strider. If you were in any other position, you would (by law) be required to swoon. He said nothing to you. You took a stab at the theory it's because his lungs were punctured. He turned back to the troll and steadied his breath. The air around him started to morph and his made a spinning motion with his hands. You were pushed back and you tumbled back through time…although this time, it was only you.

You clasped tightly onto the glass around you. You had created three planets for them—Lands where only they were allowed to preside. You just had to get it to them…somehow. Being sent back in time didn't change your age, so it was hard to devise a plan. Being entrusted with the power of space, you shrunk yourself and enlarged your eyes with glasses. You hid your figure with your hair and viola! You are a kid again…or at least it was good enough to fool seven year olds.

You delicately took the first two orbs and set off to find your boys. John wasn't hard to find. He never was. The air was like a mother to him so it made him feel at home when she pushed him on the swing or messed his hair. Rumors spread like wildfire. The boy with the power to control wind always hung out at the park. He had his usual spot on the swing set where all the children avoided. All but one young Dave Strider. You had to choose carefully when to approach John. If you were to mess up your timing, it could ruin everything.

You had done your research. Your Dave had sent you back to the only timeline that could be altered. He talked about it before. Before the war on Skaia started, he talked about how many times he had restarted his friendship with john when he was younger. He found there was only one time line. He gave you specific instructions. All guardians had to die—murdered by another guardian in some way. Admittedly, you were dazing off in another direction while he explained the whole delicate procedure. Something about ruining the space time continuum if you didn't do it a certain way…or whatever.

But here you were trying to piece it together like the broken puzzle lands of Skaia. You waited for shit to go down before you made your move to contact John. You introduced yourself:

"Jade Harley." You beam. He stuttered and fell over his words but finally had the guts to tell you his name as well. You could help but laugh when you saw his dorky little teeth. It had been years since John had grown out of them. The real John. Your John. No, this John was the alpha John. He wasn't an Heir of Breath nor were you the Witch of Space. The world was better this way.

"I know that." You filled the awkward air with a laughter. "I mean I saw you saying that—in my dream. Oh dear that sounds weird. Ah well John that's for you. Happy birthday Hei-John." You almost mess up and call him Heir. His battlefront name. It was a close one but not something that you slid over in feign embarrassment. You handed him the world you molded just for him. When he touched it, the world around you was heated up. The connections between the two were strong. You now had to find your way to get to Bro before he makes his decision to go home. You had to figure out how to kill the guardians.

Bro was found walking back to his apartment with a sleeping Dave in his arms. You slid in front of him and you concocted something in a split second. "Dirk!" Your voice sounds like you were punched in the stomach but you continued to run anyways. It only helped your cause. "That boy…in the park…his father…he has plans to…to…to hurt Dave! He saw him playing with…with his son and is now cooking up something to make Dave a…" it hurt you to say the next word in reference to John, "Freak like his own son…so that you would know the pain and that Dave could never truly have friends! Or something like that…" You wouldn't even fall for this. This sounded like the most cliché and made up and d—and there he goes. He didn't question how you knew his name or his son's name. He just clung onto the threat.

Bro flash stepped all the way to John's house, so that meant Dad would be dead by the time he took the long way home. The look on Dave's face when the last word woke him up—He would never trust you. You had to do something.

You made a contract with the troll side. It felt different to you because in your timeline the trolls and humans were at war. Another timeline another outcome you chanted to yourself. The blind troll laughed and took the glass ball as payment. She would care for it and give it to Dave when the time came. The troll seemed to fancy the cool kid so as her side of the deal, she asked to be allowed to travel with him and allowed on his world with him. You agreed.

She had her lusus kill Bro shortly after he killed Dad. Dragons were the closest to anime you could give the otaku for a death. You could not think of a better death for him.

When you got to Roses house, it was three years later and you had no idea how to link the murders together. The rain was making it hard to walk so you resorted to levitating when you knew no one was watching. You just had Rose left. Half way there you were stopped by a small troll with jade lipstick. You were taken aback by the sudden arrival of Roses matesprit but you didn't want to falter in any of your plans.

"Ka-" you were about to say something before you realized that Kanaya herself has probably not figured out her ties to the human. Maybe she had by the pull of her Alternian blood. By the bloodthirsty look she gave you, you assumed it was the latter. "Kanaya…long…long time no see." She was probably the last troll you wanted to see. Rose was forced to kill her matesprit in battle in your timeline. It was an accident but it was on the lines of battle. Kanaya had become a nurse for her side and the two snuck out to see each other at night.

She didn't need to speak to tell you to turn around. To tell you that you were on property that didn't belong to her. You almost turned to leave when the smoke from Roses house began to rise. Kanaya was gone in less than a second. You followed. This was the night you were to give Rose her world. The world where only a matesprit can follow you to.

From a distance you saw your guardian flee the scene, only to be shot down. Roxy's aim had never failed her before…and the circle had closed. There was time to mourn over Bec's body another time. You had a mission. Alright, you took a few moments to cry by your best friend's body. "Good dog…" you whispered before patting his fur for the last time.

Rose was dazed just as ever. Running through her mind was probably chants about grace and poise that her mother once held. Her mother sat quietly next to her rifle, far from drunk but drinking, as the house burnt to the ground. Didn't surprise you much but it made you sad. "Roxy Lalonde…" You whisper your respects and give her one last drunken smile. You were never good at imitating her but it always got her to laugh. From inside the house you could see her smile.

Rose was then in your face. You lost all power to stay to plan and just dropped your charge. The glass ball dropped and rolled out to Rose.

All you could do now was pray the next step would go flawlessly.

AN:/Here it is...as promised...it is now 3am here...and I am tired. Rightio...Night peeps...I hope the story is getting interesting to you guys now...I know it was kinda boring. Jade is supposed to be the saddest chapter out of all the kids...but it gets worse...so please stick around and just wait and see :3

-Artist