Fun and games in the 501st

BEHOLD... Headshot. :)

I was nervous to introduce this character but what the hell it's my story!
Yes, as you've probably guessed I have an OC
So meet headshot. Also this story will have to be set in different parts😅 I'm on half term now so it should be quicker.

Basically headshot is a changeling disguised as a clone in the 501st and bloody good with a blaster! He got his nickname in cadets for obvious reasons.
He has a black tattoo line starting from his right eyebrow down to his cheek bone. His hair is like echo's or fives' but on the left side it's shaved to look like a mini target (his pride and joy) and painted the same symbol onto his helmet. The chest plate has a blue cross going through it to emphasize the the helmet but to anyone who knows headshot it symbolizes a straight jacket because he's an absolute wild card.
Headshot isn't funny or different the way Fives or Hardcase is; he's more mentally unhinged.
He's an unpredictable oddball with a very flirtatious side to him.
He has a major crush on one of the 501st medic Kix and makes no secret of it. Which is awkward as nobody knows his secret other than his batch mates.
Headshots hatch mates are Mixer, Red Eye and another clone I've made up called Mesh (but they don't exactly get along with him anymore)

Anyway onto the actual Story.

"dear kriff you need a break." hardcase said to the stressed medic.
They had just come back from quite a taxing mission and a lot were wounded. He was currently dealing with Hardcase's broken arm.
"Good kriff someone's bleeding!"
Hardcase turned over to see what was going on until Kix grabbed his shoulder and forcefully pushed him down on the bed.
"hold.kriffing, still!"
"ow! Do you have to be so rough?" he complained.
"hardcase your arms broken now let me kriffing cast it." he really wasn't in the mood today.

//

The other medic across the room was having an argument with another injured clone called Headshot. Headshot's blacks were completely ripped from the shoulder up and he had a long deep cut from his neck to his left shoulder. The blood was going everywhere.
"so your basically going to let me bleed to death?" he argued, with his friends Mixer and Redeye by his side.
"quite frankly, I'm busy with other clones who don't make stupid decisions in battle!" The medic argued back.
He was being a right dikut.

"it wasn't like he was exactly asking for this, Mesh!" Mixer replied.
"nobody told him to break out of formation either!" Mesh was going beyond the category of asshole right now.
"Mesh if you don't help him he's going to bleed to death!" Redeye said trying to talk some sense into his old hatch mate but he wasn't listening.
"look you chavit!" Headshot went to push him but Mesh grabbed him by his good soldier.
"do you really want to do that Headshot?" he said a bit more quieter.
Headshot was starting to become more submissive.
Mesh went a little closer to Headshot's face, "I can still remember not too long ago you were asking for me to kiss you." he grinned maliciously, thinking he had won.
Mixer and Redeye quickly glanced at eachother. Mesh was their old batch mate, now booted from the friend group for being nothing short of an ass and taking advantage of Headshots kindness... and extreme secret.

There was a short pause before Headshot replied. He grinned back at the medic.
"would you like me to spread that round the whole ship?" he Replied.
He had won, and Mesh knew it. Everyone would think he used to date a clone, a brother. He was cringing thinking about it now.
Little did they know Headshot wasn't a clone.

However, he was still to much an ass to help him.
"go to Kix over there he'll help you." The medic directed headshot, "and leave me the kriff alone and you two get out. The medbays crowded enough without you in it!"
Mixer wanted to cave the medics head in but there were other clones to think about, just to be safe Redeye held him back.
While Headshot's two friends reluctantly left, Headshot angrily stomped off the the other side of the medbay.
"kriffing sheebsa." he muttered under his breath.
That clone was never going to control him again.

"Ow!"
"stop complaining and hold still!"
"it's tight"
"what do you expect it's a kriffing cast not sweat band"

Headshot just so happened to walk in on this argument.
Hardcase just saw a Halloween decoration walking towards the. "um Kix?"
Kix turned a little and the colour drained from his face. Due to the rapid rate of blood loss, Headshot was feeling a little light headed... and this medic looked like the Virgin Mary to him.
"your hawt." his mouth was wide open.
Kix had heard some strange sounds from injured clones but... that was new. He didn't have time to think about it because the bloodied mess had just fallen into his arms.

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"Are you insane?!"
"I didn't have the time-"
"oh you had plenty of time!"
"but there were other clones-"
"who weren't bleeding to death right in front of you! Do you have any idea what might have happened!?"
"well-"
"there's no such thing as favoritism being a medic and you should know that! He could have died!"
"I wish he did."
"your relieved."
"what?"
"don't you 'what' me I out rank you! Now get out!"

Headshot was just coming round and that was without a doubt the best muffled conversation he would ever hear in his life! Mesh? The try hard selfish med student who prioritised everything over it!? Glory.
Being the idiot he was, he went to sit up. As he straightened his arm he heard a rip with agonizing pain.
"AAARGH!"
Kix turned from looking angrily at the door to the clone who had called him hot several hours ago accidentally ripping the stitches he had done.
"are you mental lie back down!" Kix ordered as he pushed the shirtless clone back down.
Headshot didn't expect that.
Crap he'd been told!
As Kix walked away muttering to himself Headshot took a quick look round. He was the only one left in here. Kriff how long was he out?
Kix came back with the equipment he needed and set it on a table.
"sorry I snapped at you there," he said to Headshot as he pulled a curtain, "this battles having me too kriff dam stressed." he didn't care who he opened up to right now he needed to rant.
"don't worry about it." he replied coolly, "I'd hate having this job. There'd be too many annoying clones to deal with."
"Too right," Kix muttered, clearly referring to Mesh.
"what's your name?"
"Headshot."
"Kix."
Headshot had completely destroyed the original stitches so Kix had to take them out.
"sorry that this didn't get done sooner." Kix said, "the other medic should have known better."
"No it's fine." Headshot went more quiet again, "we have some history."
Kix cut the last stick and the wound opened up again, "good kriff this wounds massive! What did you do?"
Now it was his turn to rant.

Headshot sighed and began to elaborate.
"I went out of formation while we were in battle to scrap a few more droids when I came across this crazy blade wielding commando droid. Didn't hurt as much I thought it was going to. Once it was finished I shot it in the head of course but then I started bleeding all over everybody and Everything and I was dragged here. Then that chavit started to blame me for 'not following protocol' although its his kriffing job. It wasn't exactly like I gangnam styled over to the droid swinging my helmet around my head like 'HEY I'M HEADSHOT WANNA SLICE ME UP!?' No ya dipstick it was going to try and kill me either way!"
His raging made Kix chuckle.
"So you know Mesh?"
"yep." Headshot rolled his eyes.
"How do you know eachother?" Kix was a fairly curious clone.
"Lets just say he's my disowned hatch mate and I'll leave it at that."
It didn't take a Kix long to connect the dots that something major had happened between the two.
He'd met this clone for less than a day and whenever the other medics name was mentioned his whole personality changed!
Kix had finished the new stitching and went to open one of the curtains, "its fine. I don't like him that much either to be fair. He seems abit to controlling to me."
"oh you have no idea." Headshot replied.
Headshot was about to try and sit up again.
"don't even think about it."
This medic is a kriffing mind reader!

"oh yeah before you passed Out you called me hot." Kix joked.
"yeah I know."
Definitely not the response he was expecting.
"what?"
"know that I called you hot." he repeated abit too normally, "because I'm doing everything in my power to not jump up and kiss you."
Kix completely freezed.
What did that clone just say?
"You look really cute." Headshot said while daydreaming up at the ceiling, not caring that he was seriously creeping out the medic.
Then he fell Asleep again from pain meds.

Something wasn't right here. This was by far the strangest Clone Kix had ever met.

And there's part one! I would like some feedback on what you all thought of it cuz I was abit nervous on putting my own character in this. Also the song at the top is what I think a good song to go with my ship. Is it just me or do so many songs sound better in night core? Hope you enjoyed. Baii