The Bad Batch - Mini Stories

Sixth Sense (Brothers)

"Omega, stay here. We won't be long"

Hunter only smiled as Omega gave him a salute before she continued over to the bar where a green trandoshan stood. The batch had a dangerous mission, one that didn't sit right to bring the small blond clone along. Echo smiled watching Omega interact with Cid who actually smiled when the small clone was around.

"You shouldn't leave the kid here, Hunter"

"Your opinion isn't noted, now move it Crosshair" Echo shoved the marksman who only rolled his eyes.

It had been three months since the marksman had joined the batch after they had stunned him and left Kamino. Crosshair wasn't entirely happy with them all and was quite snappy towards them taking his freedom of choice. Even if they did remove three chips from his head, Crosshair still blamed them for leaving him behind. Ever since Tech had cleared the severely underweight marksman to join them on missions, he had been disagreeing with all their strategies and during these arguments occurred. The only ones Crosshair never argued with were Tech and Omega, the two could see where the marksman was coming from especially when Hunter asked if any of the batch wanted to go places and ignored the marksman's suggestion. Due to this the marksman's comments or suggestions weren't taken into factor so Crosshair just went silent. He always wanted to return to a certain planet but Hunter and Echo never allowed him too.

For the force's sake, Crosshair even wore a tracker which had been placed on him by force. It would seem none of them trusted him, not even Wrecker who looked at him sadly at every comment that came from his mouth.

Sitting in the Marauder, Crosshair always sat in the body. He only co-piloted when Tech needed him but other than that there was quite a distance between him and the batch who he thought he knew only to learn that he had no place in the batch. Especially since his armour was the original colours compared to what the batch had painted theirs too. Crosshair always ignored their looks especially when he refused to get rid of his imperial armour, he kept it for reasons unknown to the others. Tech was utterly fascinated by the extra parts to the armour, Crosshair gladly showed him the extra blades which the marksman made sure to attach and modify to his older armour.

"Coming up on the facility, Crosshair watch out backs and don't miss" Hunter's command knocked the marksman out of his thoughts from where he was perched on top of a canopy amongst the trees that towered over the facility they would be breaking into to get the data that Cid so desperately needed.

He could hear the chatter over the commline of the rest of the batch. He only switched channels for a minute as he listened to someone who meant a lot to him, he listened to the soothing voice and promised he would return soon. The small voice only laughed as he changed the commline back to the batches which was manic to what he had just heard.

"What do you mean the server is corrupted?" That was Echo.

"Well like I said, I can't access it since it requires Empire codes. Ones I have never seen before. This one seems to be: 0892, I haven't got the faintest idea what that means..." Tech's voice came over the commline.

"Boys, stop arguing. We need to get a move on, Tech can you get into it or not?"

"No, Hunter like I told Echo, I'm not familiar with this programming"

"Why can't we just take the box?"

"Tech, can we do what Wrecker said?"

"Theoretically yes we can but without access to the data, Cid won't be happy"

"We will work that out later, grab the box. Let's get out of here boys"

Hearing the batch struggle almost had the marksman smiling as he looked down the scope, watching the many stormtroopers on top and around the facility. Almost like a countdown in his head had gone off, the alarms went off just as the four batch members scrambled out of the security protected facility.