Angelite charged through a desolate field in a light periwinkle shirt dress and melrose stiletto boots. Her long lavender hair was tied in a ponytail, revealing her piercing perano eyes. A few yards behind her was a corrupted Snowflake Obsidian, advancing violently and quaking the ground with every exuberant leap. Angelite froze, facing the corrupted gem and summoning two scimitars from the oval gem embedded in her chest. The wolf-like creature got closer and closer until at the last second, Angelite vaulted five feet into the air and landed on the monster's back. She twirled her scimitars and plunged them into the beast's back repeatedly. The corrupted gem froze for a moment, shrieking, until ultimately exploding into a cloud of dust, leaving behind a circular black-and-white gem. Angelite dusted off her shirt dress, patted down her disheveled hair, and calmly picked up the fallen gem with a gloved hand.
"Farewell, old friend," Angelite said finally. With a firm clench of her fist, she crushed the gem, sprinkling the gem shards behind her as she disappeared into the night.
After running away from Homeworld, the lone, rogue soldier roamed many lands, acting as a vigilante and destroying the monstrous entities that lurked in the shadows. Angelite had no idea what caused these gems to become astray and go around defacing ancient gem territories. All she knew was that she had to continue helping out any way she could. That, of course, didn't exactly make her a Crystal Gem, and she had no desire to be one of them. But she appreciated their cause. She knew very well that the Diamonds were cruel and tyrannical. For now, Angelite considered herself neutral. That is until a strange, under-the-radar gem society became interested in her . . .
Angelite's perano eyes cut through the darkness as she gaped at something that quickly advanced by. She gripped her scimitars and followed the shadow in expeditious pursuit. She leaped into a tree and got a good look at the figure from above - six feet tall with long shamrock green hair, olive green skin and a rectangular green gem embedded in their neck. She didn't check for an insignia, but she quickly assumed that this gem was from Homeworld. Angelite scowled and tossed her scimitar like a boomerang. It hit the unsuspecting gem in the back but did no damage. The gem whirled around and summoned a bow-and-arrow.
"Who's there?" they yelled, nocking an arrow.
Angelite swiftly hid behind a thick branch and summoned another scimitar.
"I won't go back . . ." she muttered defiantly, waiting for the gem to walk away.
"Hello," the gem said, emerging right beside Angelite.
Angelite shrieked, falling out of the tree and speeding through the field once more, stepping on Snowflake Obsidian's shards.
"Come back!" the strange gem shouted. "I won't hurt you!"
Angelite froze, then hefted her scimitars. She looked at the gem more clearly now.
No Diamond insignia. Not a Crystal Gem either. Then what . . .
"You're harming me merely by acknowledging my presence here," Angelite said bluntly. "Pretend you never saw me, and have a good day,"
And with that, the rogue gem slipped back into the darkness.
"You're back. Tell me everything you know," Onyx ordered upon Tourmaline's return.
"She had . . . lavender hair," the green gem recalled to her leader. "Two curved blades, an oval-shaped light purple gem, and no Diamond or Crystal Gem insignia. She's completely neutral. But the weird thing was, she'd shattered a gem when I found her."
"A rogue gem," Onyx specified. "And a feisty one by the sounds of it. Interesting. Perhaps we can recruit this . . . vigilante you speak of. Where did you say she went, Tourmaline?"
"To the galaxy warp, your clarity." Tourmaline said apprehensively.
"Then find her," Onyx directed. "And do not return without her. That will be all."