Disclaimer: Steven Universe doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Rebecca Sugar. I write for fun, not for money and blah, blah, blah...
Summary: "We are Malachite now..." No! That wasn't true! She was Jasper, and she would never be one with that brat! / AU, most likely. Explanation inside.
Warning: English isn't my first language, it's Spanish. If you notice any grammatical error or something like that, please let me know. Thank you!
Explanation: This story follows canon from Jailbreak, and after Stevenbomb 2.0. But that may change with the advent of newer episodes. So this is most likely an AU. Now, enjoy the story!
Prisoner
She shouldn't have returned to earth.
That archaic rock pile was useless, being slowly destroyed by the dominant species there: humans.
She knew she shouldn't have returned, she knew it. But she did anyway. The desire for revenge was stronger than common sense.
And where was she now? Enclosed within a fusion that she had forced to exist. Prisoner of a little gem with a weak appearance.
But that Jasper, which was still struggling to combat the rough seas around her, hadn't always been that way.
There was a time in which Jasper was just a gem eager to prove herself with nothing to lose and everything to gain.
There was a time, when Jasper just wanted to be happy.
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"Jasper? Jasper, are you even listening to me?"
Her mentor's voice sounded distant, echoing in the depth of her mind. The young gem quickly shook her head, trying to think clearly.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Then repeat what I just said, soldier."
Jasper blinked a few times at this order, causing the older gem to sigh heavily, rubbing a hand over her face.
"I don't know what I'll do with you" she said, shaking her head. "If you want to become a great warrior, you have to..."
But Jasper was no longer listening. Amber had already given her that talk from the moment she was born. For that she had created her, to make her a worthy warrior for Yellow Diamond troops.
Most of the gems were created as a fruit of the union between their creators. She, however, had acquired a physical form only to fight.
And so far, she wasn't very good at it.
Amber, her creator along with her liege, Spessartine, was literally huge. One of her fist could force any gem to regenerate. And a hit with the gavel she summoned from the orange gem on her chest, could end the life of anyone who got in her way.
Jasper, meanwhile, was tall and skinny. Her short hair was far from warlike manes that the Homeworld warriors had. And although have wanted to become the fighter gem that her creator wanted, it was hard to do.
Especially because she was very easily distracted. And every day, at the same time, her greater distraction went past the training camp, swinging her hips on a rhythmic way.
On this planet led by a yellow diamond and inhabited by gems of all kinds, size and color, things worked quite differently than on Earth.
There, what humans knew as "marriage", was almost always an arrangement of convenience. Powerful gems took physically stronger gems to protect them.
The liege and knight system was ruling that planet.
And Jasper wanted to take Tanzanite. She wanted her from the first time she saw her, holding Onix by her arm.
Tanzanite was one of the rarest gems in both Homeworld and Earth. Her deep eyes and long hair wearing a blue tone, her skin was dyed sky-blue.
"If you really want her, you have to improve. A lot."
Jasper was startled to hear her creator, who like her, watched Tanzanite walk away from the place, being almost dragged by her 'owner'.
Jasper knew that Amber was right. She had always been right, and in that moment of epiphany, she made a decision.
Clenching she fists, she knew she would one day become the best warrior Yellow Diamond ever would have had in her ranks.
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"Stop snooping in my thoughts, brat."
Lapis Lazuli was surprised to hear the raspy voice of her prisoner inside her mind. It had been a couple of days she had stopped talking, and only blew annoying grunts occasionally.
She sighed heavily
"These aren't 'your' thoughts" she said, looking up and maintaining her hold firm in her chains. "They are 'ours' now."
Jasper laughed under her breath when hearing her words, and shook her head slightly. She hugged her knees, curling herself in the corner of that fusion.
"My thoughts are mine and mine alone" she muttered, gritting her teeth. "So stop intruding."
That wasn't a suggestion, it was an order. However, she was pretty sure that it wouldn't be obeyed.
At the end of the day, in that forced and unstable fusion, that brat could keep her there. Prisoner of her own decision.
Hi!
I'm glad to write again for a fandom that I love, Steven Universe.
And... I don't have much to say about the story. Because spoilers are bad, mkay? (?)
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