Ammolite is a Gemstone made if a thin, iridescent aragonite shell material that is found on two species of extinct ammonite fossils. It can rival Opal and Labradorite in terms of beauty, color, and intensity.



Backstory



The Earth...5,000 years ago. The Gem War was in full swing. The Captain's Commander had issued orders for her and her crew to fight against the Rebellion and the Crystal Gems, led by Rose Quartz and her renegade Pearl.



The War had been raging for almost 1,000 years now, and it seemed like the battles - long, hard, and intense - were never-ending. The Captain and her crew were always on-edge, always fighting, always working as a team in order to take down as many of the rebels as possible. Ever since they had come to Earth, so many years ago, they had formed a close-knit bond. However, even with the crew's combined effort, all of them were feeling the effects of exhaustion setting in.



In the short lulls in-between battles, they barely had time to catch their collective breath, before another assault would be launched - and another wave of Crystal Gems approached.



As she took down yet another Gem - a Quartz - the Captain's eyebrow twiched. Yet another one of Pink Diamond's soldiers had defected, joining the enemy. Another one of Homeworld's failures whose blame fell on her shoulders, though no fault of her own.



Quartzes, in any other circumstance, would prove to be more formidable foes. Yet the ones she were facing, in Gem years, were all too young - and, thanks to Homeworld's own desperation for soldiers, misshapen. Deformed. Products of the hastily-built Beta Kindergarten that the Captain's commander had ordered she and her crew to help build.



The Kindergarten that, out of all of the soldiers she had helped "plant", only one came out 'perfectly cooked' - Jasper.



But, in the Captain's eyes, one 'perfect' Quartz alone could stem the tide - even if that same Quartz soldier had taken out more than 50 Crystal Gems upon emerging from her hole, combat-ready.



Everything went even more downhill when Rose Quartz had shattered Pink Diamond - the youngest of the four. Rumour had it that these Quartz saw Rose as their "liberator" - their savior. Other Homeworld Gems, like Rose's Pearl, had joined the Crystal Gems, in the futile hopes that they could 'free' the planet from Homeworld's grasp.



But even the Captain knew that their cause was a senseless one. Homeworld would never let this planet go. Yet she and her crew, as always, took deep pride in serving their 'perfect' matriarchs...and they would fight to avenge their fallen Diamond.



A flash of color entered the Captain's sight. A Biggs Jasper - another Crystal Gem - charged at her, battle-axe raised high. The Captain immediately spotted the Gem on her opponent's chest - an easy target. The Captain narrowly dodged as Biggs' sharp weapon came down, crashing heavily into the dirt below. The Captain quickly retaliated, spitting a flurry of acid in a barrage from her mouth.



The battle took longer than expected, and the Biggs - apparently, a better-trained Quartz - tested her focus and resolve to the extreme. Every move she had to catch; every attack, she had to dodge or parry. Through the clash and cries of the battlefield, it was hard to hear anything - and by the time she realized she didn't see the rest of her crew, it was too late.



The first thing she felt was icy, cold panic. A moment was all it took, and a thousand questions ran through her mind. Where were they? Were they safe? Had they fallen in battle? Had they - and a horrible fear gripped her now - been shattered, or poofed?



She hesitated - and the Biggs Jasper saw her chance. With a mighty heave, Biggs sent her fist flying, and the Captain was sent flying. She dimly recalled registering the Crystal Gem warrior's fist coming towards her face at the last moment, twisting to try and avoid the impact. But it was too little, too late.



She fell to the ground with a thud, bracing herself beforehand. She closed her eyes, the sounds of combat echoing through her ears. The next thing she knew, a pair of hands was trying to pull her up. The Captain reacted swiftly, flinching away from the touch, as her eye flew open...and looked down.



It was a kind of Gem she had not seen...in a very, very long time. One that she half-wondered was actually real. Ambers had been phased out millions of years ago - supposedly destroyed, a failed experiment of Homeworld. Yet...here was one, standing before her and...quite a bit shorter than her, too. The Amber was looking at her funny, and she realized she must've been staring.



"Come on!" the other Gem pleaded. "This way!" The Captain felt a hand wrap around her arm, tugging her away. Confused, the Captain didn't resist, and she felt a flicker of hope. Perhaps this Gem knew where the rest of her crew was? Maybe...they weren't lost?



Or, maybe her Gem had been cracked in her fall, and she was just imagining this whole encounter.



"My crew," the Captain said. "Where are they?"



The Amber now had an exasperated look. "Never mind your crew! The Crystal Gems outnumber you Homeworlders two-to-one. They're launching another offensive as we speak. Homeworld's planning something big. We've all got to get out of here!"



'Homeworlders', the Captain immediately noted. So this Gem wasn't part of Homeworld's army. "Why are you helping me?"



"Look," the Amber said, clearly annoyed, "This is no time to be aksing questions!" The Captain stopped short, refusing to budge.



"I'm not going with you until you explain yourself."



"Fine." The Amber sighed, and rolled her eyes. "If you must know...you're like me. One of the old Gems. Pre-era, or so they call it. Gems like you helped make me, after all. But...I've seen a lot of your kind fall to the rebels. I figured, at least maybe, if I'm quick about it, I can help save you...maybe at least get myself back into Homeworld's good graces enough to be allowed to flee this planet." She pulled her forward. "Now, come on!"



The Captain pulled away, shaking her head. She had to be cracked, she thought. Homeworld, attacking the Earth? When they were in the midst of fighting for it? That just didn't make any sense. Where was her crew?



"Look out!"



Suddenly, the Captain felt herself hit by a force again - but, this time, it was an orange blur. The Amber had pushed her out of the way of another rapidly approaching Quartz soldier. But this time, something unexpected happened.



In that moment, the Captain felt her light-body suddenly shift...and meld with that of the Amber. Somehow, her desperation - and panic - had mixed with that of the other Gem's. To her shock, the Captain felt as she slowly shifted, her entire being mixing with the Ambers...to make...something new...



The Captain opened her - their - eyes....eyes? To her mollification, the Captain now had two - her Gem, and one from the Amber. They blinked, adjusting to their new...sight...and height. The Captain vaguely felt the sensation of them being taller - much taller...



What were they, exactly? She wasn't herself anymore, but they were an entirely new being. But there was no time to process their new state of being. Sharing one mind, they knew that they had to fight for their very survival...



Thus, Ammolite was born.