The Unmaking
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  • Reads 4,112
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 3h 2m
Ongoing, First published Aug 06, 2021
Abby Haywood has been through the mill.  After the fall of the Republic, rise of the Empire, and betrayal of Crosshair, the remnants of the Bad Batch are left to pick up the broken pieces.  Order 66, the activation of the inhibitor chips, tore them apart.  Now Hunter, Wrecker, Tech, Echo, and Abby are left to fight their way through the galaxy at a loss while on the run as the Empire tails them from one end of the galaxy to the next.  What's more is that they are trying to care for the newest and youngest member, Omega.  So how will they figure out the mystery behind the so called "inhibitor chips", get their brother back, care for Omega, and make new lives for themselves-when all they've ever known are the lives of soldiers?  Will they survive their unmakimg?

"Have you ever had someone take your brain and play?  Pull you out and stuff something else in?  Do you know what it's like to be unmade?" -Clint Barton, Avengers 1

SEQUEL TO "HARMLESS" ADVENTURES WITH THE BAD BATCH PLS READ THAT FIRST
Disclaimer: Due to an unfortunate turn of events otherwise known as reality, I don't own Star Wars, only my OC Abby and the cover art
BTW This is partly a fix-it fic and will only vaguely follow the plot of the Bad Batch show
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