One-Shots

Stranded

The Marauder crashes on an abandoned planet. Tech is injured, and the crew are forced to savage for their own supplies, to ensure their brother will survive.

WARNING!!!! Blood, Injuries and Vomiting. Rated M13+.

The Marauder was thrown out of hyperspace, spiralling down towards a planet. Omega sobbed as she was strapped in. Everything had gone wrong today. Her heart raced 100 miles an hour as she squeezed Lula tight.

"Please don't cry, Omega," Hunter begged.

Tech tried his best to steer the ship, but with his injured wrist, it made things hard. They had had a run in with a few Bounty Hunters.

"It's gonna be a crash landing!" Tech called.

"No!" Omega cried.

Tech strained to pull the handle up, trying to level the ship out, his wrist burning with the strain. The ship entered the atmosphere and continued to dive towards the grassy ground.

As the ship made contact with the ground, everyone was lurched forward. Tech, not being fully secured, lurched forward, hitting his head against the controls hard. The glass shattered and Tech—who was now unconscious—didn't have his helmet on to protect him. Gonky lost his balance and went sliding towards Tech. Somehow, the droid managed to hit Tech's leg, knocking him off the chair and causing him to fall on the shattered glass. The rest of the ship fell into unconsciousness as their air supply was limited because of the smoke present in the air.

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Hunter was the first one awake. The hole in the side of the ship allowed fresh (presumably breathable) air to flow into the ship, clearing some of the smoke, allowing the clones to breathe. He gently shook Omega as she stirred. Wrecker woke up next, followed by Echo. Debris blocked the clones' path to Tech. Hunter decided to try and comm him, hoping he'd be awake.

"Havoc 1 to Havoc 2, come in," He said through the comm. "Havoc 2? Havoc 2, do you read me? Tech!"

"Hun'er?" Wrecker asked, looking worriedly at his brother.

"He's not replying. Maybe he hasn't woken up yet. Wrecker, get this debris moved," Hunter ordered.

"On it!" Wrecker called, moving into action.

"Omega, outside with me. We'll see if we can get to Tech from the outside or if we can at least see him," Hunter said, gently grabbing Omega's arm.

The two headed outside, not bothering to even use the ramp. They couldn't see anything from the ground apart from the shattered glass.

"Do you think he could've been injured from the glass?" Omega asked.

"I don't know," Hunter said, looking at her with worried eyes. "Let's climb up-top and see if we can see anything!"

They climbed onto the top of the ship, trying to see Tech. Omega gasped and let a horrible cry. Hunter rushed to her side, thinking she'd been hurt, but when he looked to the direction she was looking at, his eyes widened. There, on the floor, on top of shattered glass, in a light puddle of blood, was Tech.

"Kriff!" Hunter cursed.

He slowly slid into the Cockpit. He was careful to avoid the glass, slowly making his way to Tech. His heart ached when he heard Omega sob. Once Hunter reached Tech, he took a better look at his injuries. Tech's leg was bent at an awkward angle, his wrist was bent too. His head was bleeding from a cut, probably from when he smacked his head on the controls. When Hunter tried to move Tech, he let out a groan of pain, his face twisting into a pained expression.