Always (Crosshair x Jedi Reader)

Part 1

Trust. Not something Jedi Knight (Y/N) (Y/L/N) was used to. Even as a Jedi, several council members mistrusted her due to her status of being the adoptive daughter of a fierce Sith Lord. In this case Darth Maul. Yet none the less, they had taken you in when your father was presumed dead. She had been the Padawan of Jedi Master Quinlan Vos, he being one of the few Jedi Masters whom was able to look past her heritage and train her, teaching her to control her powerful natural gifts within the force and his unorthodox ways. Yet he hadn't tried to drill the former Sith training out of her, instead accepting it, as if he sensed it would be useful in the future or helped to make his Padawan even more powerful and unique than others her age.

Quinlan Vos wasn't all that surprised when you earned the rank of Jedi Knight at the age of sixteen, being the youngest to do so. She had done it by ignoring direct order from the Council no less, although she'd paid the price of it when being struck twice with laser bolts. One across her left eye, leaving a permanent scar and temporary blindness. The other going through her the right side of her toned stomach, again leaving a scar this time on both sides, her stomach and her lower back. He was proud of his Padawan, more than happy to revive her old title of Night Princess, although he hadn't let her forget the title, often calling her by Princess during training.

When the war began, initially the Jedi Council was hesitant to even send (Y/N) anywhere, although she had helped in the Battle of Geonosis. Only when the Chancellor had ordered she be sent as back up to others, was she finally allowed to help in the war effort. Yet that had only lasted around a year before she had been re-routed to Kamino. The home of the clone army. Upon arriving Shaak Ti, had greeted her, clearly being the one to request (Y/N) to join her there, only explaining your transfer while walking down the crisp white halls of Tipoca City.

"I requested your assistance for training purposes" started Shaak Ti, being sure to inform the young Jedi Knight why she had requested her, even when others showed little trust. "Myself and the Chancellor think your skills would help when it comes to the training of an experimental unit. Upon reaching the battle field they will be solely under your command" she continued, yet that had caught the Jedi Knight's attention. (Y/N) didn't have a clone legion of her own, although she'd quickly become respected among the clones for her determination not to do anything to cause unnecessary loss, and the will not to call them by their numbers, but rather by the names they chose themselves.

"Interesting" stated (Y/N) as the pair of Jedi, walked through the halls, walking over the areas where the cadets were trained, where they collected their helmets and finally the mess hall. "Who are these cadets?" she asked, being sure to keep her long black hair over her shoulder as the pair walked through corridor after corridor. Only now reaching the barracks. (Y/N) could see and sense the confusion of the cadets as the pair walked through, Shaak Ti clearly knowing where she was going, especially since she'd been stationed there since the war had started, overseeing the training of all clones.

"Clone Force 99" stated Shaak Ti, giving her the name of the small experimental unit. (Y/N) wasn't expecting a large group, so was thrilled when Shaak Ti handed her the data-pad with the information on. There she was given the profiles of each cadet. Discovering not only was there four of them, but all four had "desirable mutations". Ranging from intelligence to sense and even brute strength. Yet only as they drew closer and the more (Y/N) read about the experimental group did she begin to wonder why the Chancellor had trusted her with the troops? Why he always seemed to try and help her when others ignored her? Yet the young Jedi Knight soon pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind upon the pair of Jedi stopping in front of the door to the private barracks. There Shaak Ti left you, returning to her normal job of overseeing the clones training and working closely with the Kaminoans.

Only now did (Y/N) being to wonder what the Clones knew of her. After all she was a general without army, although she had since heard the younger cadets whisper her name as if she was some sort of legend. Although even she questioned what she had done to become a whispered name so quickly. Maybe it was her antics on the battlefield or her reckless ways before the war had started. Yet she also wondered whom had first spoken of her, or if her information was available on data-pads the cadets and troops had access to. If so she wondered what was written of her. Yet upon entering the room before her, she was met with her own private quarters, an office of sorts through one black and white door and a bathroom through the other. The office having its own entrance to the corridor outside.

(Y/N) soon sat on the seating area offered across from the bed. The stormy weather outside doing little to bother her as she began to read the files on the four cadets she would be training in more depth. A picture of each attached, yet she found herself curious about them, they didn't look like the regular clones she'd constantly worked with since the war began. They were different, like she was. Maybe that was why they were paired with her, because she could understand them better than any other Jedi Generals. That and she didn't have a Padawan to slow her down as others did.

"Clone Force 99. Made up of Sargent CT-9903 whom has enhanced senses, specializes in tracking" muttered (Y/N) noticing quickly how neither of the four had their own individual names, instead only had the numbers to separate them from millions of other clones. Something she was sure to change upon her first given opportunity, although she forced herself to promise to only do so upon knowing them. Although she hoped they'd already found their own names, she didn't want to call them by numbers, despite being Kaminoan property, they were still human and thrust she would treat them as such. "CT-9902, specializes in demolition, enhanced strength. CT-9904, enhanced vision, specializes as a sniper and a quick thinker" continued (Y/N), upon reading through what was written about each, although only saying what made them different from others out loud as if to remind herself why she was there in the first place. "And finally CT-9905, enhanced intelligence and the youngest of the four" finished the young Jedi Knight, finding herself looking forward to the following day when she would finally be able to meet the four in person, rather than just speculate about them.

Yet still that didn't stop her wondering about them. What did they expect her to be like? Did they believe she would be as carefree with their lives as other generals had been known to be. Did they even know she was female and as young as she was. After all despite her accolades, she was still only nineteen, far younger than most and only a year younger than her best friend, the famed Chosen One. She had done all she could to better understand each troop as an individual, even learning Mando'a. The young Jedi intending on doing a similar thing with four troops of Clone Force 99 as well.