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". Here's Amethyst's story,

Synapse: Amethyst had been captured by Cobra nearly one year ago and now she was finding herself imprisoned by another. This man is using her, keeping her hidden, and now he expects more from her. Now she wants out.

G. I. Joe

The Amethyst Stone

Chapter 5

Getting up was still a sore chore for Amethyst but as she did so she noticed a pair of clean pants, a clean shirt and other clothing sitting on the foot of the bed. Amethyst changed quickly and walked out of the room to see Storm Shadow sparing by himself. Her shoulder stiffened when she saw how much stronger he was compared to her. He might have been physically stronger, but I have strength of a different kind. She reminded herself.

Her footsteps did make noise so when she walked up beside him; he turned abruptly and almost hit her. She grabbed his wrist and blocked his kick with her leg. "Just because you're good, doesn't mean you're that good." She said while let his wrist go and backing away from him. "Might I suggest that you try using your physical strength less and use your opponent's strength against them?"

Storm Shadow was surprised that she was making a suggestion to him. "How much did Snake Eyes actually teach you?"

Amethyst seemed to pause and think for a long time. "Not much really, I told him I didn't want to learn your arts. I said my family's been on the run from the Arashikage for long enough that we know most of their arts anyways."

Storm Shadow was lost at the comment. How could she know the Arashikage arts if she hadn't been taught, much less how could her family know them?

Amethyst saw the confusion in Storm Shadow's eyes and said softly: "Bǎochí nǐ de péngyǒu jiējìn, dàn nǐ de dírén jiējìn or O tomodachi no chikaku ni wa sonomama ni shite, anata no teki ni chikaii."

Understanding only the last half of the statement, Storm Shadow narrowed his eyes. "What am I then, to you?"

"I don't know…at the moment I want ot say enemy."

"Fair enough," He walked away from her.

Mentally shrugging, Amethyst thought about practicing her fighting. Each movement she made she moved slowly, making it look like a dance form and not a fighting style. Her arms glided thorugh the air, legs poised and balanced. Everything was in perfect balance. She extended both arms at either side of her once more but this time a sharp pain made her gasp in pain. Pulling her arm close to her chest she felt warm tears rolling down her face. It was still painful to move that arm in the directions she needed to, to complete the form.

How she wanted to scream swear words, to let the whole universe know that she was in pain but instead she whispered a silent prayer. Her ancestors she only called on when she knew that it was something small, but God was the one she was calling out to now. Calling out to the ancestors was a joke, something that she had been raised to do since she was a little girl. Never did Amethyst actually believe that they helped her in anyway.

Silently watching the girl from a distance, Storm Shadow noticed that the form was incomplete when she pulled her arm against her chest. Pain, she was in so much pain that she couldn't move. He had become fascinated by the technique that she knew and kept secret. Now he had the opportunity to help her and gain the technique in return. He moved to talk to her and watched as she got back to the form. Fighting, that's what she was doing, she was fighting to move. She wanted to be in control and not let the injury or emotions control her. That was what she had meant, that's why she refused to teach him the technique. Her belief was that the only way to learn the technique of Nanatsu no kakushi burēdoii from her.

How can she speak of controlling one's self? She was captured by Cobra and imprisoned by them until I rescued her! He thought bitterly. There's no one out there who would have saved her except me!

But, if you control your pride better she might teach you the technique. A voice in the back of his mind said calmly. After all, she shows little to no pride at all, not about the technique at least.

Storm Shadow continued to watch her struggle her way through the motions.

Lifting her left leg, Amethyst forced both arms to extend; the right one in front of her and the left behind her, finger's curled back. Her head moved from side to side and she felt her mind clear once more. The storm clouds of anger, frustration, and pain subsided and she felt the clear warm dawn of focus rising. Her next move was to push off the ground with her right leg, extend the right, spin in the air and land with her hands on the ground like she was going to do push-ups. Then she was to push off the ground with her feet and cart-wheel two feet. However she only landed, the shockwaves of pain rushed through her arm and all across her back. She finally gave in and screamed out in pain. Curl into a ball, she thought. Curl up tight and don't move.

Finally having had enough of watching the woman hurt herself, Storm Shadow went over and knelt beside her. "Amethyst let me help you."

"No," She whispered while shaking with the pain. "I'll be fine, I have to just let the pain fade and I'll get going again."

Moment's passed and her trembling subsided. She sat up and cradled her arm to her chest. The pain wasn't going to dissipate anytime soon. She wanted to pass her secrets on, but she might not be able to at this rate.

i Bǎochí nǐ de péngyǒu jiējìn, dàn nǐ de dírén jiējìn or O tomodachi no chikaku ni wa sonomama ni shite, anata no teki ni chikai: Both mean "Keep your friends close but your enemies closer."

ii Nanatsu no kakushi burēdo: Seven Hidden Blades

A/N: Anyway, i hope you enjoyed. Amethyst shows a little more weakness to her personality. I tried to write an interesting scene, not very good with it but hey. It's fanfiction, not a novel. anyway r&r