*female*(Y/n) and the Bad Batch

Kaller

After a series of deadbeat missions, we were summoned to a planet named Keller. We were fighting a battle on Kaller; a standard clone wars battle. This time however, we met a little Jedi named Caleb.

"I need your help! Please!" He pleaded to us.

"What is it kid?" Hunter knelt down.

"My master needs reinforcements, they're pinned in a bunker, just below this ridge." He pointed eastward of our location.

"Alright! Wrecker, rockslide, y/n, no magic this time." Hunter ordered.

I nodded, and followed him to the battle sight.

"Y/n, execute ten." Hunter ordered before he entered the battle.

Ten means only unarmed combat; only unarmed strikes.
He is no fun.

We fought off the droid menace easily, and currently we were talking to Jedi Master Deba Bilaba.

"If you're done hiding down there I suggest you launch a counterattack," Hunter said, flipping his hair majestically.

"The General is the one who gives the orders around here!" The clone captain snapped.

"No Captain he's right. Launch the counterattack." Master Deba responded.

Looking defeated, the clone captain said, "yes general..."

When the captain left, Master Deba got up and asked Caleb to introduce us. It was a short introduction, and it was going to be even shorter because of what Tech had to say.

"We may not have to launch another offensive," Tech brought up, "clone intelligence reports that Jedi General Obi Wan Kenobi has engaged General Grevious on Utapau."

"What does that mean?" Wrecker turned to him.

I folded my arms, "it means the clone war could be over."

"Well, it's not over yet." Deba responded, looking at me peculiarly.

"Master, may I go with them?" Caleb asked.

"Are you sure kid? We move fast." Hunter said in a manner that suggested he liked Caleb.

"Please, that's the way I like it." Caleb shrugged.

"Ha! I like this kid!" Wrecker exclaimed.

Crosshair, Echo, Tech, and I ran ahead. Hunter stated behind to give a salute to the Jedi Master.

However, on the way there the clones turned on their general and executed her. I skidded to a stop with Caleb, and stared as Jedi Master Deba died.
My heart pounded when she instructed Caleb to run.
The... clones did this...? To their commander? After all that?

Whats going on here?! My thoughts raced, trying to settle on a specific outcome, but there was nothing to focus on. My breathing quickened, I felt my heartbeat rising; it was pumping in my throat, pounding in my ears.
Hunter, Tech, Wrecker, Echo, and Crosshair appeared to be talking about this when I turned to face them...
Something about order 66.
The number that would haunt me forever.

They ran back to us, blasters out. My breathing quickened, I stared intently at their blasters, waiting to see what they would do. Everything inside me was telling me to run, run because you failed again, it said.
My head was spinning, my vision narrowed so only my squad was in view.
My squad.

"Stay away from me!" Caleb screamed, pointing his lightsaber at them for a moment, then running away.

I panted, and took a step back.