This is the origin story for my squad of clone commando OCs, Rescue Squad. David, the Sergeant, Ezekiel, the pilot, Peter, the baby/demo guy, and Pax, the newbie. This story follows him. RC-8888, "Pax", was trained by Dred Priest (link in case you wanna know who that is: https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Dred_Priest) on Kamino, where he lost first one, then two squads of brothers. But through patience, perseverance, and the seemingly dumb refusal to give in, he survives. He survives to the Battle of Geonosis, where he loses yet another squad. But at this point, Pax feels nearly nothing. It's as if everyone he cared about was destined to die right in front of him, in his arms. But that was before he became a member of Rescue Squad. Will these made-fun-of, God-fearing commandos be able to bring Pax out of the darkness of fear, pain, and misery Priest put him in? Find out now! (cheesy smile) Warnings: abuse, blood/gore, slightly-more-than-cannon typical violence, swearing (mainly in Mando'a), (most likely inaccurate) descriptions of PTSD, and mentions of self-harm Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except Rescue Squad, or unless specifically stated otherwise. All other character rights go to LucasFilm/Disney, etc. Enjoy!

Dedicated to the people on Discord that spent way too long talking about Crosshair's supposed obsession with soup. YOU'RE WELCOME.

This is a fix-it fanfic where, guess what? Fives doesn't die! Yay! Yeah, so...that's pretty much it. Featuring... *drum roll* Kal Skirata (or Sal Kirata, as my brother calls him XD), Captain Ordo (go "ordo" us some pizza! (also a quote from my brother XD)), Commander Fordo, Fives, Echo, the Bad Batch, Omeega, and probably other peeps, too! Warnings: mild language, (most likely inaccurate) descriptions of PTSD, cannon typical violence, clone depression ('cause I like torturing the characters I love) I don't own any of the characters, all rights go to LucasFilm, Disney, Star Wars, etc. Enjoy!

The Clone Wars have ended. The Republic is gone, with the dark shadow of the Empire taking it's place. Order 66 made every surviving Jedi go into hiding, with the rest being killed. Or worse. But this story isn't about a Jedi, or a Sith. This is a story about a boy and a girl; the boy who was left behind, the girl who will teach him how to love. Spoiler: The girl is Omega hehee (this is NOT a romance novel) Warnings: (Maybe inaccurate) descriptions/depictions of torture, and PTSD, slightly more than cannon-typical violence (I'd say about as much as in the RC books), mentions of depression, suicidal speech Aay'han--Mandalorian word for feeling joy at being surrounded by loved ones, whilst mourning the ones lost DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any Star Wars, all rights go to their respective owners. The only one I own is Harley Ardor (my OC). God bless!

Morgana Blitz is the Padawan of Pong Krell. But three months before the Battle of Geonosis, he leaves her for dead, and she (unofficially) leaves the Jedi Order, seeking refuge and purpose on the rural farm planet of Qiilura. But what happens when a squad of Republic Commandos crash on the planet with the mission to apprehend a Separatist scientist, stop a nanovirus, and destroy a facility? Will she just ignore them and continue to struggle with her meaning in life? Or will she help them against all odds, and risk returning to the Jedi...and her Master? Basically, I didn't like Etain, so I made an original character that (*Khan voice*) iS bEtTeR. I hope you enjoy it! Warnings: Mentions of rape, mentions of miscarriage, language, (most likely inaccurate) descriptions of PTSD, violence (maybe a bit more than cannon), depression, self-doubt/hate