Clone Force 1-A (My Hero Academia x Star Wars)

SQUAD 1-A EPISODE ONE - PRISONERS

CRISIS ON FELUCIA!

THE SEPARATIST FORCS LED BY A NEW GENERAL KNOWN ONLY AS 'ALGORITHM' HAVE TAKEN MUCH OF FELUCIA AND ITS PEOPLE. THE FORCES OF THE REPUBLIC AND SQUAD 1-A ARE LOCKED IN AN INTENSE GROUND ASSAULT, OF WHICH THEY ARE LOSING. THEIR ONLY HOPE IS TO HOLD THEIR COMMAND POSTS UNTIL REINFORCEMENTS ARRIVE.

Another explosion lit up the sky as fighters screamed overhead. The soldiers on the ground being tossed and turned in what seemed to be a never-ending cycle of defence and counter-attack.

To Izuku Midoriya, this was not ideal. His unit was scrambling for cover as battle droids rained red beams of death at them, which mildly infuriated him. Their task had been to board the Separatist Dreadnought but now he felt it was to bleed casualties until their reinforcements just happened to turn up. He surveyed his group. He had only brought a few members of Squad 1-A with him, those being Ochako, Shoto, Tsuyu, Mezo Shoji (who had ever-growing appendages that could turn into facial features for arms) and Aoyama Yuuga (who could shoot lasers from his navel). He swung his lightsaber backward, ruthlessly decapitating a B-1 unit before sliding down the hill with his troops, regular clones providing cover fire. He pulled his earpiece from his pocket and jammed it into his ear, pushing a newly killed clone to his left and yelled "Katsuki! Where the hell is our reinforcements! We have forty men left against an army right now!"

"Shut up Deku, we're trying to handle it! Our transport was destroyed on Bracca so we are hitching rides with the 'regs'." Katsuki nattered.

"Damn, they haven't repaired that yet? It's been four weeks! Anyway, those 'regs' better be down here quick otherwise they'll be arriving to only  animated metal," Izuku retorted, deflecting blaster round back into a B-2 with his lightsaber. He snapped his head around, barely having time to react as another death beam slammed into the rock, piercing his earlobe.

"Shit! We need to fall back to Post Alpha!" Ochako yelled, noticing the army of droids gaining crucial distance. Screams of droid speeders were heard as those same speeders cut off their escape to their safe point. Yuuga groaned in annoyance and Shoto growled as torpedoes incinerated the Squad 1-A AT-TE, their personal tank that had been standing in Post Alpha since the battle began.

Another white-clad trooper fell to the ground at Izuku's side as he  lunged for the speeders in a flurry of attacks, disabling two of them but ultimately being shot in his right thigh. He yelled in pain.

"Kat! Izuku is down we need help!" Ochako yelled into her earpiece, the remaining 30 troops trying to shield Izuku from the incoming droid fire. More shiny troopers clattered to the floor and Mezo's left arms were put out of commission. Tsuyu was overheating. Ochako was getting nauseous, and they began to realise they could not fight much longer. Izuku spied a ship flying through the sky. It was a gunship, with a certain blonde anger ball leaning out of it.

"Katsuki, he's up there," Izuku stated, and the squad turned their heads to the sky to gaze in awe.

A quick cannon shot from the droid anti-air cannon turned the gunship into a fireball, Ochako and Izuku just barely catching Katsuki and two other soldiers who survived. The unwavering gaze of the droids bore down upon them as they realised the battle was lost- and they were to be taken prisoner.

MEANWHILE, ABOVE THE BATTLEFIELD...

Momo, Mina, Fumikage and Tenya had launched their fighters as part of a twenty-five troop squadron that had been tasked with taking the airspace for reinforcements to land. They could spy the fight going on below them and were doubling their efforts- they knew how much these troops meant to the survival of their teammates.

"Troop transport coming down, you must clear those vulture droids!" Yularen bellowed over the communications. The group barked out a scrambled "Yes sir!" and lit up their heavy weapons. A whole squad of vulture droids were shredded by Fumikage as his ability (an extension of himself in the form of a shadow) was able to find Fumikage the best angles to shoot from in advance. Mina's communications line began to scream, "You guys! I've been shot, I'm going down!".

With a soldier down, their numbers began to dwindle as fighter after fighter was shot from the sky. Momo tried to yell into her comms to stop the troop transport but it had been shredded by blaster fire. As the air squadron began to retreat, Momo looked down a her friends whom were being captured, and began to plot a way to help their escape.

Ochako grunted as she was thrown not-so-ceremonially into the cold walls of the prison cell, the laser door reactivating behind her. Izuku and the others looked at her, relieved she was safe.

Ochako immediately rushed to her clone siblings, Brushing them off, pinching their faces. She fretted about their cuts and bruises and Katsuki had to tell her that they were fine. The group slumped against the walls once again- they had all been  interrogated and the Separatists had extracted nothing. Some had broken bones from droid torture.

Ochako smirked, growling, "They've hurt you all. So when we escape, I'll kill every last droid!" and punching one of the durasteel walls, its structure crumpling around her fist.

"Speaking of which, how do we escape this? We currently have no weapons or major devices that would allow such an act," Yuuga stated, his flamboyant attitude dispersed due to the circumstances. Katsuki and Izuku patted the walls down with their hands, trying to discern whether there were faults in it. Mezo and Shoto sat together, trying to think of a plan, to no avail. Ochako gripped onto the bars of the cell with so much force they were beginning to crush under her hands.

A few hours later, they had nothing. Izuku's blaster wound was getting worse, and an infection had begun to spread through it. The rest of the group were incredibly distressed, Yuuga and Mezo taking it the hardest. They had never been in Separatist captivity before, and they feared never being able to go home again.

A TX-100 series command droid stopped by their cell to count their numbers. Ochako walked up to the cell bars as the TX input numbers into its datapad. It looked up and began to laugh.

"You can't intimidate me just by standing there. You useless clones are no match for-"

The TX's head was squeezed mercilessly, its head crumpling, and the datapad floating into Ochako's outstretched hand. Ochako yelped and the squad members inside the cell began to search the surroundings for their  saviour.

"I got the datapad for us, aren't you going to use it to get us out?" Izuku asked, making Ochako smirk with malice behind her eyes.

Heyo! Sorry for not updating in over a month, school sucks ass sometimes. Before you go, thank you so much for 300 reads! I genuinely never thought I'd get this far. Hasta luego and see you probably in October :)