Disclaimer: I do not own G. I. Joe nor any of the characters except my own Oc's of Lt. Col. Jane Abernathy "Demon Rose" (or Emily Rose), Sgt. Jake Henderson "Pile-Driver", Corporal First Class Jana Ling "Amethyst", and Col. Roger Stevenson "Cap".

Synapse: Jane was part of a covert op known as the Demon Unit, but Cobra killed all of the members except her. Soon after the Joe's were cleared her Uncle started up the elite force and now she's a part of it all. Now Jane is brought into a world where people can come back from the dead.

The Demon Rose

G. I. Joe: Renegades

Chapter 27

Snake Eyes watched Jane closely as she walked from her quarters to the rec room. The girl wasn't acting like herself. On her off time she would have her head phones plugged in blaring JPop music or her own band's music. She would visit the training room or the track and blow off her boredom until she fainted. But now Jane was just wondering the halls or walking into the computer labs where some of the Intelligence officers worked. Everything was wrong about her. He even spoke with Sarah about it and she had to agree that her sister was acting strangely.

Flint on the other hand wasn't there. He had been sent on a mission to assist Jinx and the Arashikage find Storm Shadow and Amethyst. They still hadn't found either of them. However, Flint was coming back that day with a report of how things were going.

"Snake Eyes, what are you doing?" Duke questioned as he walked closer to Snake Eyes. Jane was far enough away that, hopefully, she hadn't heard Duke. But then again her enhanced senses were making things hard to tell.

Snake Eyes turned so that his back was to Jane. 'That's not Jane…'

"Not you too…that has to—" He noticed Jane turn and glare at both of them before turning down another hallway. "Ok, you've got a point. There's only one person I can think of who knows the insides and outs of Jane…better than Abernathy or Sarah."

'Jana?'

"Jana," Duke agreed. "Off record Snake Eyes, you need to get her here and have her check Jane over. Talk to Abernathy see if he'll allow it."

…

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" General Abernathy exclaimed. "There is no way I am letting that traitor into the Pit just so you two can prove that there is something wrong with my niece!"

Sarah flinched a little then stood up. "Uncle, you and I both know that Jane isn't acting right."

"Maybe she's actually grown up."

Puffing her chest out, Sarah about yelled back at him: "Clayton Abernathy, that is not my sister and I am personally requesting that you give Snake Eyes and myself permission to bring her best friend her to prove it."

Snake Eyes had never seen Sarah like that. Even when they broke off their relationship, she had never been angry. Sad, surely she had been sad, but not angry. The only time he had seen her close to this stage of anger was when he tried to hide his injuries from her.

Through clenched teeth Abernathy said: "Fine, but the official story is that we have recruited her as a consultant. She's still not on my 'good to work with' listing all right?"

Sarah smiled and leaned over the desk to hug her uncle. "Watch after Sakura for me?"

"All right, but don't be surprised if she's bouncing off the walls when you come back."

…

Jane woke up in a cold dark cell. Her senses were over strained as she tried to survey her surroundings. "Where am I?" She sat up and her nose was suddenly overwhelmed with the smell of human sweat. "More like what hell did I wake up in?"

"Mine…" a harsh voice whispered.

Jane looked around and saw a figure huddled in the corner of the room. The man's clothing, beard, and hair all spoke of at least a year stuck in this dungeon, if not more. He was rubbing a wall which had self-drawn pictures. Ignoring her nose telling her to run away, she started to move closer to the man. "Hello, why are you here?"

"They captured me…after they killed my teammates." The man answered while leaning into the wall more. "Each one, they showed me the dead bodies too."

"I'm so sorry sir."

"Funny thing is, you sound just like one of them." Her prison-mate looked up and his eyes widened. "No, get away from me. You demon, you devil, you false life!" He began screaming and babbling on and on, making no sense to her.

"You're right, my name is Demon, Demon Rose, but I'm no devil. My real name is Jane Abernathy. I can get you out of here if you just let me."

"You're not her!" The man picked something up off the floor, a metal spoon that he had obviously spent time on sharpening.

"Yes I am…how do you know me?"

"Dear lord, I am consulting with a devil from hell." He whispered before glancing up again. His steely blue eyes were dull with hopelessness. "My name was Rodger Stevenson."

A/N: Who saw that one coming? i didn't, and i'm the author! anyways r&r please!