kill all your fear in your sleep [p] cause everything's formed in a dream

They all should have known it was a terrible plan. Especially Sunstone. He was supposed to be the logic one, the reasonable one, the planner. His thoughts were interrupted as the ship started shaking harder, and all the rebels scrabbled for something to steady themselves with. Sunstone paused to frantically look around for his friends, and was pleased to see Pink Pearl and Kornerupine braced against walls and such. But his partner, Pink Sapphire, was not. She'd been knocked over, and was sprawled on the floor, not seeing the chunk of debris headed right for her. Sunstone launched himself forward, and roughly shoved Sapphire across the floor and out of the way. The ship finally smashed into the beach, just in time to knock the yellow gem to the floor. The debris partially pierced his stomach before collapsing over him, causing his physical form to 'poof'. His gem slid across the ground, and out of his friends sights, as everything settled.
When Jet had found Sunstone's gem, the other Rebels had also been searching, but they were all just as exhausted as the black gem. Pink Sapphire was the most desperate, but she was also smaller and weaker than the rest. Pink Pearl finally convinced her to go back to the temple and let Kornerupine handle it since she'd sustained the least damage. The two pink gems stumbled back to the temple, and Kornerupine continued to search. She was growing closer and closer to Jet.

Kornerupine startled as a crash sounded to her right. The wreckage started to shift, slowly crumbling around the source of the noise. The teal gem vaulted over a large chunk of debris just in time to get a small glimpse of Jet, and to hear his call for help. He knew the dark gem wasn't a Rebel, at least not from her group, but Sunstone and the Pink's had always taught her to save everyone. Even if she didn't want to. So, Kornerupine shot forward, and whipped out her hammer. The head was nearly the same size of Kornerupine and a shiny teal color, and the handle was thick and lavender with a dark teal ribbon tied to the end. She shoved the head of the hammer under the last of the falling debris, leaving a small crawlspace for the gems to escape through. She glanced in, saw the beam piercing Jet's middle, and slid in beside him. The Rebel swung a leg over the Homeworld gem to brace herself over him in the small space, and then braced her shoulders and arms against the wreckage. With a heave, she lifted it up and off of Jet so he could escape. "Move it, skinny!" She growled.