Tale of The Shadow - Complete!

Chapter 11

Doom never said a word as he pulled away from the sergeant of the batch and looked directly into his grey eyes before he nodded. Hunter let out a breath he was holding as he entered the house and found both Wrecker and Tech, the two of them wrapped him up, knowing Hunter barely let his vulnerable side out.

Back with Doom, the commander held a stare of a lifetime with the Corporal of the batch, the arc trooper who had been through hell as soon as he was on his first mission. His pain ran deep in his blood and Doom knew one thing, Echo had every right to feel betrayed so he wasn't shocked when a hand on his shoulder had Doom turning away and taking a step back. 

Echo gasped seeing the half-awake Crosshair, the man never said a word as he created an orb with what energy he had left. Echo could only watch it and decide on what he wanted, a memory, one he thought he had lost after a head injury.

A lost memory…

Echo didn't know what he was hearing, he had only popped out to speak to Rex over the commlink when he heard Wrecker shout in what sounded like pleasure. At first he was confused until he heard Tech and Hunters voice from within the barracks of the batches. He went to knock when something had him turning away, he continued down the hallways of Kamino ignoring several clones who eyed him up and the cadets watching him. 

His walk took him all the way to the Marauder which sat in its spot. A private bay which had a memorial on the wall for 9900, a elderly clone who was respected by all even more by the batch who were raised with him. 

Slowly entering he found himself glancing around only to frown. Crosshair was missing, he continued all the way into the cockpit when he soon saw parts needed recalibrated almost like they were out of date on purpose. Well since he had nothing to do, he got to work unaware of the sleeping sniper on the ship. 

It took Echo barely thirty minutes before he heard what sounded like light breathing, he glanced across the cockpit only to see Crosshair, the marksman was asleep in the pilot's chair, the silver haired man curled in on himself. 

Echo sighed, relief spread through his chest, however he was still confused about the others which must have shown on his face as a hand so light had him blinking to see Crosshair, the younger clone yawning while searching his eyes. 

“Okay, what did they do?” Crosshair muttered, his tone tired and yet protective. 

“Who?” Echo questioned hoping not to stress about it. 

“The others: Hunter, Wrecker and Tech?” 

Echo just went red as he spoke, “I got closer to the room and I think they were meant to shut the door but I heard what sounded like pain at first until I worked it out to be…” 

“Sex?” Crosshair bluntly concluded, Echo's eyes widened. 

“Yes, I think…did you know?” Echo trembled as he spoke, Crosshair blinked almost in confirmation as he removed the tool out of Echo's hand. 

“Of course, I'm the one who started this strange relationship we have. I just couldn't be bothered today, I'm in a bit of pain so I told them to take it to the barracks, so I could get some sleep” Crosshair explained with a chuckle which had Echo frowning. 

“Pain?” 

Crosshair only shook his head, “It's nothing for you to worry about unless you want in on this…?” Crosshair gestured to him and the others with symbols. 

Echo frowned, thinking about it before he gestured at Crosshair. 

“I'm biologically built differently compared to you guys. I'm able to have kids which means I have the reproductive system and a menstrual cycle almost every four weeks, which changes all the time. But, I'm…” Crosshair never finished, as he wrapped an arm around his abdomen muttering about cramps.