Bad Reputation: A Bad Batch Fanfiction Story

𝔻𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥

Note: I'm thinking the next two or so chapters might be the good and bad endings for the story. Let me know if you want anything else in this story!

You're in your room practicing your lightsaber skills before your mission. Hunter walks in and closes the door.
"I think it's time that I tell you why I've been so protective over you." He sighs, looking at the floor.
You turn off your lightsaber and sit on your bed. Hunter sits next to you.
"The Empire wants you for your DNA, Y/N. You're the daughter of an enhanced clone with heightened senses and a Jedi. They could turn you into some sort of super soldier. Tech and I are pretty sure that they could program you last last time, and most likely, it would work better." Hunter explains.
Your eyes tear up. "W-Why haven't you told me until now? Why do I have to be... different?"
He hesitates. "I didn't want to make you feel like you were a burden."
"What are we going to do now?" You ask.
"Well, this mission should be enough to get us the credits to settle down on Pabu." Hunter smiles.
He wipes away the tears on your face. "It'll be alright, Y/N."

A hologram of Lucian appears from your holoprojector. You move it closer to you.
"It's working!" You exclaim.
"Yeah! Have you made it to the planet yet?" Lucian says.
You shake your head. "No, not yet. We should be there pretty soon, though."
"You should let me know how the mission goes." He says.
"I will. Luckily the mission isn't one that deals with the Empire. We're just getting the supplies from a previous mission that didn't work out." You explain.
"Please be careful. I don't want you getting hurt again." Lucian says, concerned.
"I won't." You reassure him. "Do you want to see the new lightsaber form I've been practicing?"
He nods. "Yeah!"
You stand up and show him the more advanced style you've been working on. Form III: Soresu.
You swing your lightsaber a couple times to demonstrate what you've been learning. "Mom says this is more advanced than Form I, but it's also a good style for me to learn right now. It focuses on defense rather than making moves that could be dangerous."
"I wish I had a cool talent like that." Lucian sighs.
You turn off your lightsaber. "You don't necessarily need talent to be good at something."
"It sure helps, though. It's not like I'll ever be able to do what I want to when I'm older." He continues.
"What do you want to do?" You ask
"I want to learn how to fly starships. I want to be able to travel. I love my family and Ord Mantell, but it feels like everything is always the same." He admits.
You smile. "You'd like Hera. She wants to be a star pilot, too."
"Hera?" Lucian repeats.
"I'll introduce her to you someday." You say.

You end your call with Lucian once Tech says you'll be landing soon.
"Ready?" Wrecker asks you and Omega.
"Ready!" You respond enthusiastically.
Dara walks over to you. "Someone's in a happy mood."
"I've been practicing Form III." You tell her.
She smiles. "Good. I am very proud of you."
Tech and Echo promptly land be Marauder on the familiar planet.
"Try not to get in any fights with those 'Inquisitors' or whatever you call them." Crosshair cautions.
"Yeah, yeah, Crosshair." You reply.
Everyone leaves the Marauder. You're quiet as you walk through the city.
"I will map us to the warehouse again." Tech states.
Omega looks over at you while you're walking. 
"Y/N, are you okay?" She asks.
"Yeah." You respond, looking around you. "I'm just trying to sense if there's any danger nearby."
You're used to your heightened senses after living with them your entire life. By using the Force, you're able to notice things in a new way. As you continue walking, you listen all around you, hearing the footsteps of the squad, the chatter of citizens in the distance, ships flying above you, and the hum of electricity. You arrived on the planet earlier in the day than last time, so it's much easier to navigate your surroundings. 

"What's in the supply crates that's so valuable?" Omega asks.
"Based on the fact that we're going to a warehouse to pick up the crates, I believe that they crates contain some sort of materials for building." Tech speculates.
Omega looks confused. "But... isn't that stealing?"
"All of these supply chains have a connection to the Empire. The Empire has enough already." Echo says. 
"Are we almost there?" Wrecker asks.
Tech looks back at him, saying nothing.
"What? I'm hungry!" Wrecker complains.
Crosshair stops and takes off his backpack. He gets out a small pack of rations.
"Here." He says, handing them to Wrecker.
Wrecker gasps in awe. "So you are nice!" 
Crosshair rolls his eyes. "I just... I didn't want to have to deal with your complaining!"
"Sure, Cross." Hunter pats him on his back.
"Grow up!" Crosshair says angrily.

Tech stops in front of one of the buildings in the warehouse area. 
"We are here." He states, turning towards all of you.
"How are we going to get in?" Omega asks.
Wrecker cracks his knuckles and approaches the garage door that leads into the warehouse.
Hunter stops him. "No, no, no. We're trying to be somewhat stealthy today." 
"I could use my lightsaber." You suggest.
"A giant hole in the entrance? That won't be suspicious at all." Crosshair says sarcastically.
You think for a moment. "Oh, the Force!" 
You look at Dara. "Why didn't you suggest that when we got here?"
She places a hand on your shoulder and smiles. "Well, I knew you could figure it out." 
You move closer towards the door but still leave a fair amount of distance. Closing your eyes, you lift up your hand and hold it in front of you. The familiar electric feeling fills your body as you use the Force to lift up the door. 
You open your eyes. "Get in! Quickly!" 
Wrecker helps you hold the door up. "You can go ahead. I'll make sure it closes quietly." 
You get inside the  warehouse with the others. To your surprise, Wrecker gently closes the garage door. It only makes a slight creaking noise which the workers inside don't seem to notice. 
You glance over at Tech's datapad to see where the crate is. 
"That way." Tech says, pointing to the right.

You hide behind the mountains of crates as you quietly move throughout the warehouse. You're nearing where the crate you need is. 
"This is certainly going better than last time." Tech comments.
"Don't jinx it." Echo warns him.
You close your eyes and use your senses again. The sound of heavy work boots draws near you.
"We need to keep moving. I sense that the guards are coming this way." You whisper.
Dara nods in agreement. "I sense it too."
The whole squad swiftly moves away from the guards. The crate is in sight.
"There." Tech whispers, pointing at it.
"Can you reach that from here, Dara?" Hunter asks.
"Yes." Dara confirms. "Are the surroundings nearby clear?"
Echo takes a look around the corners and nods. Dara lifts her hand and gently pulls the crate off of the stack and moves it towards you all. Wrecker catches it.
"Alright. Let's get out of here." Hunter says quietly.
Everyone begins to make their way towards the exit that you came from. 
"I didn't jinx it." Tech says to Echo.

Dara lifts up the garage door this time and Wrecker holds it open for her after the rest of you go through. Tech maps you to the ship. The route from the warehouse to the ship (and from the ship to the warehouse) is pretty easy, but Tech doesn't want you all to get lost. Crosshair walks next to you on your left side.
"I still can't believe you were doing Jedi training while I was working for the Empire." Crosshair mutters.
"There wasn't exactly a way to tell you." You say.
He looks sad. "I know. I'm... sorry. I left all of you so suddenly."
You smile at him. "It's alright now. What matters is that after this mission, we'll be able to move to Pabu."
Crosshair smiles back just for a second. "Yeah. Pabu."
You're so anxious to get back to Ord Mantell to get the credits from Cid. You'll be able to settle down in a place where you don't have to worry about the Empire and all of their experiments they want to do on you.

A place where you can be different without someone always searching for you.