After your emotional breakdown on the Marauder and some encouraging comforting from Hunter you decided to spend the night there on the bunk you had been using for midday naps.
For only a moment, you had forgotten about the night terrors.
As you fell asleep on your bunk, doing your best to ignore Wreckers snoring you had a strange dream. You and Omega were climbing, just as you had the day before. The rocks were hot, Omega was burning her hands and you were trying to pick her up but the rocks were too steep.
Omega slipped, the sky was filled with burning stars like flaming arrows passing overhead. Omega fell downwards and you reached out and grabbed her. The earth below her opened up into the opening of a mine shaft, but it just went straight down.
Your grip was slipping, Omega was trying to hold on to you. You tried to encourage her and swing her back to the rocks, but Omega said nothing and no words came from your mouth. She fell. You hand gripped nothing but air. For a moment you were in shock, still holding on to the rock wall. Quickly, you began to descend, you were going to go find her, you were going to save her.
You made it to the edge of the mine shaft opening down into darkness, and as you leaned over the edge a face appeared in the bottom and came closer to you.
It was a Dathomirian male, with deep orange skin and red eyes, his horned head rising to be just under the lip of the chasm. This was an adolescent, but his face seemed so familiar as if you had known him before. Jareth? Your mind puzzles, as the Dathomirian opens his mouth and asks "Where is Omega Y/N? Is she dead too?"
You jump up out of your bunk, hitting the bottom of the bunk above you. "Owww" you mutter, clutching your head, before looking around the room. Everyone is gone.
You swing your legs out of bed, and while you lose blood flow and feel light headed from standing up so fast you still make your way across the room and check Omega's bunk. She's gone.
You feel a sense of panic settling in, and you turn still clutching your head and walk-run through the blanket covered doorway, and almost run into Tech who had just come in to see what the banging was about.
He sees your frantic face, but before he can ask you say "Is Omega okay?".
"Yes" he says, still gripping his coffee mug as you both stand in the hallway between the cockpit and middle area "she went out with Hunter, Echo and Wrecker for a morning hunting trip."
"Good' you reply, catching your breath and feeling your body relax.
"Did you hit your head? I heard something go bang".
"Yeah" you admit, "My bed has a higher ceiling height".
"Sounds like you hit it pretty hard" Tech commented trying not to smirk "Did you have a nightmare?"
You didn't want to admit it, but you had just woken up, hit your head and frantically been searching for Omega because of a nightmare. "Yeah," you said quietly.
"Coffee?" Tech asked.
"What?" you replied back, "I don't know what that is".
"Come sit down, I'll facilitate another cup while you tell me about this nightmare".
You followed Tech through into the middle area and had a seat on one of the wall chairs while you watched Tech make you a cup of 'coffee'.
He heated water in a kettle that had been stored in the wall, and then when he poured it, it came out a rich brown color. There must be something inside the kettle that resulted in this transformation.
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--Building a New life --Tech x Reader Bad Batch
FanfictionThis is a slow burn fanfic where you adjust from your life at a Jedi temple to becoming a part of the bad batch. Not all Star Wars facts will be correct, I'm a passive enjoyer of the series and love Tech. This will be a story where you pursue Tech b...