O Sleeper Awake

O Sleeper Awake

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The Republic is gone. The war is over, and no one side is the winner. The Jedi are all dead, and more and more clones are questioning the order they'd once followed blindly. Clone Force 99 is on their own, and within a burgeoning new Empire, their former sniper, Crosshair, is, too. The child in their midst is carrying a devastating secret that not even she knows the answer to. And in this vast, war-torn galaxy that's hungry for his squad's demise, Sergeant Hunter...he doesn't exactly know where to go or what to do. Only that, above all else, he has to keep The Bad Batch safe and bring Crosshair home. There may or may not be a few complications in both of those plans. Or: I rewrote The Bad Batch series because I felt like the writers dropped the ball a little bit.
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Trust is a fragile thing. Slow to form, easy to rip apart. For Jora Dame, it couldn't be more true. At barely sixteen, she was accused of a crime she didn't commit and nearly lost her life for it. When she realizes the Jedi are far from what they're supposed to be, Jora leaves the Jedi Order and few remaining friends to start a new life. As time passes, pieces of her past resurface, whether she likes it or not. With Order 66 happening, keeping her past identity hidden is harder than ever. The galaxy is dangerous now more than ever, the only option for surviving seeming to be trusting again. But that might be too much for Jora. "A crew member," he started to explain. "Or, you know, partner, I guess. I'm doing this job for someone, might need your help. What do you say?" "I'll pass," I said once I'd put the credits into a pouch with the rest and stuffing it into one of my many pockets. "I don't work well with people." "You're a deeply mistrusting person...and I respect that," he said, as if he knew my true reason. "But come on, you need the work. You probably haven't had a real meal in well over a month, have you? If this mission goes well, we can keep doing it until you get enough money to properly be on your own. It's not like I'll hurt you or anything. What do you have to lose?" I didn't say anything. What did I have to lose? Nothing. Not anymore. He was right, I was on my own, I hadn't eaten in days. This was the only chance I had, and if he was tricking me, well. I didn't have anything to lose. "Okay," I said finally. "I'm in."

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