#also yes this is a jedi maul au

[shyranno]

Day 6 of drawing Maul until Disney/Lucasfilm hires me to do Maul things

[furious-blueberry0]

Jedi Asajj Ventress

Also, fun fact, this is how her head looks under the turban

Yes, she only grows her braid.

The first time Maul (also a Jedi in this AU) saw her like that he basically bullied her into starting to wear the turban. No matter how much she beat him up for his jokes he never stopped lmao.

[thedynamicworm]

I see all your “anakin was found by the sith as an infant” AUs and raise you:

Everything’s the same in Star Wars except the roles for the main cast in TPM are reversed (ie. Qui gon and obi wan are sith, while darth maul is a Jedi, though the Jedi order is still the same) but the events still play out largely the same (maul kills qui gon, obi wan takes anakin on as his apprentice, with palpatine keeping a close eye on his training, though the rule of two would be pretty much ignored by palpatine here, and padme is still saved, this time by maul). Basically the entire disaster lineage are sith in this, barring yoga and ahsoka. I want ahsoka to still be a Jedi in this, so maybe she’s mauls apprentice here.

I can see Obi wan still becoming a general, maybe he is masquerading as a regular military general, so he still gets to interact with the clones. When obi wan is sent to infiltrate the army, palps ends up taking anakin as his full apprentice. Also, I want ahsoka to be the one to

This can either make the prequels more tragic or less tragic, depending on how it plays out. The cast could have something like an almost redemption arc, only to have it ripped away at the last moment, falling back into darkness.

Or, by the end of the clone wars, with Padmes pregnancy and ahsoka convincing him, anakin turns back to the light, killing Palpatine. By this point, Obi wan would have already been secretly turned by either Cody or maul (yes I am a multishipper), so he’s also becoming a Jedi with anakin.

Yeah, I don’t really know where I’m going with this, so anyone feel free to add on :)

[jessicas-pi]

So the Ahsoka show (and a dream I had last night) gave me an idea. Imagine: AU where in Chapter 11 of The Mandalorian, Bo-Katan tells Din to go to Ahsoka... but also says that if Ahsoka won't help, then he should try finding her apprentice, Sabine Wren, on Lothal.

So after Ahsoka refuses to train Grogu, Din goes to Lothal before he tries Tython, which is therefore where everything with the Darktroopers goes down, which means that (a) Sabine is able to give Hera a heads up that the Empire is Doing Something, and (b) Sabine ends up inadvertently roped into the events of the rest of Mando S2. The Grogu rescue mission sort of helps her feel better---at least to feel like she's doing something. Din, meanwhile, sees someone just like him, who needs to keep busy to keep her mind off her trauma, so he decides to call her up for a little "help" whenever he feasibly can claim he needs it, or for some Jedi Training™ with Grogu (who didn't go with Luke, due to no trip to Tython and no seeing stone), or whatever excuse he can make up, which ends with Sabine getting pulled into BoBF and Mando S3, too.

Highlights include:

Din & Sabine: *win the fight with Moff Gideon together* Sabine: *takes the Darksaber from him, just to disarm him* Sabine: WAIT ACTUALLY NOPE NEVER MIND *throws the Darksaber as far as she can & refuses to pick it up again*

Sabine: You want ME to teach your kid? Din: Yes. Sabine: You do realize that I can't use the Force? Din: Yes. Sabine: And that my master stopped training me because I wasn't good enough? Din: Yes. Sabine: And that I have absolutely nothing to teach him? Din: Yes. Sabine: ...nothing I say is going to deter you, is it? Din: No.

Sabine: I just... feel... lost. Boba: Well, you could always work for me on Tatooine. Fennec: Have you ever considered an assassin business partnership? Bo-Katan: It's gonna take me a loooooooong time for me to get over you winning the Darksaber again, but you are my best friend's daughter, so if you choose to, you may come with me. Greef Karga: The Nevarro school could use an art teacher, you know. The Armorer: You are always welcome to take the Creed and join our covert. Din: How do you feel about being adopted? [later] Ahsoka, to Hera: Should we be concerned about the number of questionable figures trying to take in Sabine? Hera, having Maul flashbacks: Trust me. It could be a lot worse.

Sabine: You need to go to the Living Waters? Yeah I know where that is, I can take you. Din: That's a relief. Otherwise I was going to go ask Bo-Katan about them. Sabine: Oh? Let's ask her anyway. I'm totally down to bother Bo-Katan. Any time, any day. Kalevala HERE WE COME-

Din: While I appreciate your modifications to IG-12, Sabine, I'm not so sure about the words you've added. Grogu, delightedly smacking his new button: KRIFF. KRIFF. KRIFF. KRIFF. KRIFF.

Din: You had me at 'battle droids.' Sabine, giggling: yOu HaD mE aT 'BaTtLe DrOiDs'

Sabine, watching Din make his 'your song is not yet written' speech: This is sooo much better than the holodramas. Axe Wolves, side-eyeing her: You don't get out much, do you? Sabine: Nope. Want some popcorn?

.....ANYWAY, my point is, Sabine gets dragged into All The Mandoverse Shenanigans. Which is pretty funny on its own, right? But it gets better.

Because it just so happens that Din is on Lothal with Grogu when Ahsoka shows up with the map. and he kinda just....gets pulled along for the ride. So then HE'S in the AHSOKA show, mostly just trying to make sure Sabine doesn't do anything crazy, following her when she does it anyway, and being confused about Everything. Which lends itself to additional hilarity--

Din: Nightsisters? I heard they were witches. Ahsoka: They are. Din, internally: Oh my manda, I finally KNEW something!

Din: The evil Jedi are chasing us! Sabine: They're not Jedi! Din: They're not? But they have laser swords like you! Ahsoka: There's still a difference! Din: What difference? Ahsoka: Jedi use the Light side! These are Dark side users! Din: There are different sides of your sorcery??

[Sabine and Ezra reunite] Din: I'm so glad you finally found your husband, Sabine. Sabine: Ezra: Din: The crabs: *start gossiping* Sabine: He's... he's not my... husband... Din, confused: But you've clearly been living the Mandalorian marriage vows? One when together, one when apart, sharing all... Sabine: Yeah, no, that's- that's just coincidence. Din: Hold on. You live in his house, and you keep all his things, and you refuse to leave Lothal for more than a week or two at a time because it makes you miss him too much- Sabine: *makes stop talking gesture* Din: -and you gaze lovingly at the enormous mural you've painted of him, and you left everything behind the second you knew you had a chance to save him, and as far as I can tell, you've been utterly devoted to him since the moment he disappeared ten years ago- Sabine: *stop talking gestures intensify* Ezra: Wait, Sabine, is this true? Din: -and you're telling me you two aren't married? Sabine:

[des8pudels8kern]

If I were to write a Star Wars fic (which I won’t, as working full-time does not leave me with enough mental energy to be properly actively fannish), it’d be an epic AU where Obi-Wan also falls down the shaft at the climax of his fight with Maul, is presumed dead, and then pops up during the Clone Wars as a mysterious agent of chaos whose initial goal is just to rattle and provoke the Jedi into shedding at least a bit of their apathy disguised as serenity and their superiority complex (so, Obi-Wan choosing to help an entire planet of children caught in a horrific war was bad and aggressive, deserving of first repudiation and then probation, but when Knights and Masters order enslaved sentients into battle it’s duty and necessary to uphold the values of the Republic and thus Order?). He’s bitter, he’s angry, and he wants to destroy the Order. Well, the Order as it is. All talk, so little regard for actual decency, and no infrastructure in place to protect the children under their care.

There’d be a semi-humorous scene where Cody (who is... compromised, okay, he knows it, but this evil fallen force user is just different from the other evil fallen force users, okay) comes across Obi-Wan, bleeding from a fresh gash on his head (”What happened to you? - Oh, nothing, dear one; I just tripped.”) one eye clenched shut where the blood is dribbling down, yada yada, they do their usual song and dance about no, you question your allegiance and join my side, and then.

What’s that?

Cody bends down and picks up the thing that’s caught his attention. It’s round, and not quite flat, and ye--- yellow. He narrows his eyes at the infuriating pain in the ass in front of him.

“Tripped, huh? Deliberately, I assume?”

The man’s gaze flits down to the coloured lens balancing on Cody’s finger now, the exact same shade as his one open eye.

“When you arrived, the light of your presence overwhelmed me and caused me to falter. It can be quite challenging when one has delved as far into the dark as I have,” the fucker tries to lie to Cody’s face, voice as serene as the calmest of Jedi Generals fresh out of meditation, and maybe Cody needs to reconsider how trustworthy anything spoken in that tone really is.

Cody throws the lens at him, and the offending item manages to land on his chest, where blood has soaked into the shirt, and sticks to the fabric, staring at him accusingly.

“What kind of nerf-brained idiot fakes being a Sith? The entire Order is after you!”

The nerf-brain winces, then sighs and droops. He rubs a hand through his suddenly tired-looking face. The blood from his apparently actually self-inflicted head-wound that was meant to disguise the missing lens is smeared all over his cheek now, which looks ridiculous and is somewhat worrisome because Cody is used to bloodshed and knows that it’s usually not a good sign when people forget that they are bleeding. It does match the bone-deep exhaustion etched in the other man’s features, though, now that his mask of flirtatious nonchalance has dropped.

“In my defence, I honestly did not expect it to go this far.” He spreads his hands and pulls a somewhat forced-looking version of his usual boyish grin. “I assumed I would get in two, maybe three strikes before the Order went on alert and I got caught. When they didn’t, I decided to... provide further motivation.”

His right eye is grey-blue, as fathomlessly deep as the waters of Kamino, and Cody wonders what can drive a man to pretend to be evil incarnate to catch the attention of an organisation of essentially super-powered sentients in the middle of a war.

Another trickle of blood from the absolutely needless head wound snakes its way down the side of the man’s face, making it clear that, whatever his motivation might be it’s not a healthy sense of self-preservation.

Maybe Cody can get him to take out the other lens, too, so he can check his eyes for signs of a concussion.

And get a closer look at the colour.

...At least now he’s not compromised by a Sith anymore?

[ninjigma]

Initially inspired by the song 'Blood Upon the Snow' by Hozier, Bear McCreary. Spotify / YouTube

A teaser for an Alternate Order 66 AU where Obi-Wan falls to the dark side and essentially takes Darth Vader's place in the Empire. Other SparkNotes: Most of O66 happens the same BUT Ventress survives everything, Rex and Ahsoka go into hiding with the Skywalker twins, Obi-Wan succeeds in killing Anakin AND Palpatine (with Maul's help, which Maul then ascends as the Emperor in the power vacuum left by Palpatine, and drafts the now fallen and broken Obi-Wan as his own little attack dog), Rex and Ahsoka begin a refugee for clones and Jedi that are left that slowly grows into a faction of the rebellion, Quinlan and Ventress become bounty hunters/aids in finding other clones and rescuing Force sensitives, later Cal Kestis comes into play, etc.

Also, this is RexObi, and yes, it has been as heartbreaking as you are thinking it is.

There are a million nuances, a very complicated storyline, and some moments I am absolutely in love with; but it is way too much to ever unpack in one post. Thus, enjoy the artwork and feel free to send asks if you have specific questions, or just visit my Sith Kenobi playlist or the Setting Suns AU playlist and bask in the potential while the story continues in its planning stages. BUT, I also highly encourage following me on Twitch too, if you enjoyed this, as I often create artwork like this live (and my computer is, fingers crossed, back in working order, so I intend to be more regular about it again). I have brainstormed a lot about this story there along with @bucketking , a wonderful author and amazing co-conspirator on this huge little AU. It wouldn't have gotten this far without them and I am eternally grateful.

Overall I am just very proud about how this artwork panned out, and hope it excites others the same way it has encouraged me. Enjoy!

[findafight]

100% Mike and Steve dress up as Anakin and Obi wan (AOTC or ROTS-era) for Halloween one year. Mike’s getting over a break up or his parents are finally divorcing and despite being thirty (assuming this isn’t a modern AU) he’s not taking it well.

Mike: *whining* C’mon! You *owe* me.

Steve : For fucking WHAT?

Mike: I dunno - there’s gotta be something from over the years.

Steve: *sighs* Mike - you remember that conversation we had back you were fourteen, and I told you you were too old to get your own way by pouting at me.

Mike: *grinning* I called you a bitch.

Steve *proud and trying not to show it* Yes. Yes, you did. Point being, THAT WAS 14 YEARS AGO! You haven’t turned a corner and suddenly gotten cute and helpless enough for it to work!

Mike: Helpless-?

Steve: No distracting me - the point is, it is not happening - end of discussion!

*Smash cut to Steve and Mike in full costume in the middle of a party, Steve holding a red solo cup because time is a flat circle*

Steve: -wish I could cut off your arms and legs for real.

Mike: That’s dark sided - you’re supposed to be Obi-wan!

Steve: …doesn’t mean I can order you to taste care of stuff that I don’t want to do?

Mike *realising he’s played himself*:…no…

(Steve, through the party’s badgering/them leaving their shit lying around at his place, has a full, fairly high quality Jedi cosplay, which quickly becomes his low/no-effort costume for all his fancy dress needs.

He has dressed up as Slave!Leia at least once. He uses the excuse it was part of a pair costume with Robin who was going as Luke from RotJ (an outfit thrown together at the last minute after they realised she had kinda the same haircut as Mark Hamil), but it was 100% psychological warfare against at least Mike. Dustin spends the rest of the night encouraging him to cover up,. Both because he’s concerned that he’s cold and some of the looks Steve is getting is making him uncomfortable, Erica is deeply unimpressed (she’s managed to find a Zoot suit that fits and wanted him and Robin to join her to make up a band prohibition era Jazz musicians and/or bootleggers). Will, while knowing he wasn’t the intended target, nonetheless takes psychic damage and takes that personally.)

Dustin is so offended because HEY! Steve is HIS Obi Wan Mike! Get your own!!

Steve: Dustin. Mike asked first. But if you want you can be Artoo?

Dustin: WHAT?!

Steve: yeah like that you've got it! Let Mike have this win he's going through a hard time with his parents divorce

Dustin: everyone saw that was going to happen for at least fifteen years. This is bullshit.

I think it'd be funny if Steve consistently won the costume contest at the bar they chose to go to with various star wars outfits. Clone war era Obi Wan is a classic no brainer because he already has a cloak and the natural slutty swagger and exhaustion from being in charge of hellions not dying, but he's also done Hutt slayer Leia (though maybe he had an over costume of bounty hunter Leia? For a dramatic reveal and max psychic damage. Robin agrees to be post Carbonite freeze helpless Han [low effort]), xwing pilot luke, cloud city Lando, (shirtless) Darth maul (so much effort. So much body paint. Robin uses his Obi Wan outfit to be Quigon), and "got the shit beat out of him Obi Wan" (he fell in the dirt and got muddy so Incorporated it into the costume that year). Maybe one year he does prohibition era mobsters with scoops troop, because stobin being Erica's enforcers is so good.

Wait. Steve becoming a sort of well known through word of mouth star wars cosplayer would be so funny. Like he chooses costumes that are low effort for him because he already has the pieces or to cause the most groaning and whining from his friends, but he also cares about what he looks like so he makes sure it always looks good and cool, and maybe Dustin convinced him to use his Obi Wan outfit (or, if it's before TPM maybe xwing Luke?) to dress up with him at to the local con, and he gets quite a few compliments, so he starts recycling Halloween costumes to go in, and he thinks it's fun to stay in character a little. Which is how he gets into higher effort, lower recognizable characters. Maybe when he has kids he dresses up a c3p0 and the kids as Ewoks ;-; family cosplay.

Mike is kind of shocked about what he started lmao. Also miffed that more often than not Robin is part of the duo (and not him)

[veny-many]

I wrote some whumps about my AU idea suddenly appeared in my head. You might need to read the link to understand my work.

Neyo's POV

Anakin/Padme, Implied Codywan

Ahsoka was there when it started so suddenly.

She and her Master, were waiting for the Council’s replies for their information about hunting for Maul.

The waiting was getting too long, and it was a lie if Ahsoka was not concerned about what was happening to their home. She joked about how fast Master Mace would reply to insult Anakin for anything reckless he did, but there was silence, too long. It was strange.

Sensing his Padawan's worry, Anakin gave her a reassuring smile. Obi-wan was also comm silent, when he checked. The Force was silent. But at least his Ahsoka and troopers were there with him, waiting in debrief room.

The war was ending. He could feel it. He had been tested many times, always wandering between light and dark of the Force, with his uncontrollable emotions through war and pains. In the end, when Palpatine, his now former friend, casually referred the Clones as a slaves who needed to be gone for a better future of Galaxy, Anakin finally snapped, rushed to Padme and told her he couldn't do this. Couldn't sacrifice his troopers for meaningless war anymore, couldn't see another families, another Jedis die for people who now not even care for them, almost hate them for false facts. No, they not wanted to blame Jedi and Clones for some rumors. They just needed justification for forcing Jedis and Clones to fight the war instead of them. And needed scapegoat to throw their angers made by long lasted war. Anakin couldn't understand why they needed to fight for the Republic anymore. Padme only hugged him, telling him that he was not alone, he was not the only Jedi who thinks this war like him. Soon Obi-wan came there after receiving Padme's secret comm massage. Anakin was afraid that Obi-wan might have caught his relationship with Padme, but Obi-wan just hugged him as well, telling his old Padawan that it would be alright.

And of course, there was angry debate with Council about his secret marriage, and he actually admitted that it was too reckless to hide it(which surprisingly made Mace looked shocked somehow), and for Anakin's sanity, they agreed to postpone this issue until end of the war. He would never forget the faces of the Council members' when he informed them about the child that Padme was carrying.(And the suppressed delight from a few members. Yes, like Master Plo Koon.)

Anakin was afraid, what would the Council decide for his fate, and Padme's and child's fate. In his cold head he knew he couldn't continue being Jedi Knight if he couldn't let go of his relationship. Maybe, it might be right to choose his family, if it's the true ones that give him joy and reason for living. It would be heartbreaking for leaving his long lived home, his another families, but he can make a touch with his Master and Ahsoka, maybe more freely with his emotions.

He knew it was not the shame thing to leave the Orders. When Barris got caught by Ahsoka before she was planning for bombing, she told her friend about her rage and despair, about how war changed them, how they keep this war continue and made more lives be suffered. Ahsoka was shocked by her words, and when Barris had long talk(if you could tell tearful shoutings as a talking) with her Master and meditated(if you could tell cuddling and napping together as a meditating) in a comfortable room for a long time, Ahsoka chose to leave her home, to rethink about her long laster questions in her mind. Anakin wanted to stop her, raged about how she left him, but in the end, he waited for her. And in the end, like Master Plo said, she came back to her Master.

And he also would never forget the face of Ahsoka when he and Obi-wan casually informed her that she would be aunt in a few months. No wonder she refused to talk with him for 3 days straight outside of debriefing.(But at least she talked to Padme with communication.)

If the war ends, many things will be changed, Anakin thought. Maybe not only in good way, but they would be changed, and the Order will be changed, and maybe the Republic will be changed. In a peaceful time, they could take care of themselves more properly. Padme and her fellow senators could talk about the agendas, like supporting devastated planets and sentients suffered through the war, the slavery problems, and giving the basic rights to Clones. His family could live in peace, no more worrying about the bombs and fires, death and pains.

Suddenly, Anakin's comm beeped.

Anakin checked his massage, it was from Obi-wan. He finally replied? That took a long time, too long time, considering that his Master already killed Grievous and joined his troopers a long time ago. The massage was text, which means they wouldn't be live chatting.

Something was wrong, Anakin thought as soon as he read about the massage from his Master.

'Betrayed. Don't trust the Republic. Hide with your Clones.'

Anakin looked to Ahsoka, who was alwo reading the massage in her communication. Her confused eye met with Anakin. What was Obi-wan telling them? Don't trust the Republic? Hide with Clones?

"General!"

Rex's desperate calling made Jedis snapped out from their mind. The Force was screaming, all over the places, in whole galaxy. Anakin looked to his Captain with alerted posture.

"We got a situation! Our troopers outside... they are being attacked by GAR, the Netborn troopers are attacking them!!"

Anakin finally came out of his shock, hurried to the closed door with his light saber in his hand. Ahsoka followed him, still confused and trembling.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

"The Republic betrayed us. We need to escape."

Anakin was surprised how he was calm after he learned the fact that the Republic finally back stabbed them. It was like he knew they would do this in some day, and the doubt was in his mind from long time ago. He didn't have time to explain more to his Padawas, not his mans. He needed to protect them, and save them from betrayals.

"Master, did the GAR really...?"

"Take your saber, snips. We will protect the troopers until we reach the transportation."

Ahsoka did not make anymore questions. She ignited her saber like her Master, face determined for her friends. Rex also nobbed with his nervous face, and wore his helmet and ordered his troopers around.

"You heard the General, keep behind our Jedis and protect your brothers!"

"Oya!" The short chorus of troopers filled in room. Anakin took a last look behind him, checking if his Padawan and troopers ready, and finally opened the Door.

The corridor was still clear, but in distance, they could hear the firing shots and shoutings and cries.

Anakin wasn't sure how many of them would escape from this madness, how many were already gone, but he needed to save as many as can.

He was still Jedi, and as a Jedi, he protected the lives.

Cody watched in horror as his General fell down to waterfall. His troopers were also shocked in silence, until the bombs also fired to their side. Only a few of them managed to escape from position in one piece. Cody could hear his troopers screaming in confusion, screaming in pain as their body burned down and crushed by explosions. The desperate begging of their brothers to let them go and leave, telling them it's too late to save them. Cody forcefully dragged his shinies from wreckage, hiding in smoke. He needed to survive, he needed to find out what is happening to them. He needed to find his General, he couldn't be dead. The Jedi was always tough and crazy people, and Obi-wan would not die from this.

In the cover firing of his brothers, Cody and a few of troopers managed to get down to waterfall's downside. The lake was too peaceful, there was no body on ground or even on water. Where was his General? He couldn't be dead, Cody shouted for his General again and again. He couldn't, not even before-

And suddenly, the light dumping sound heard from their behind. Cody and his troopers turned around with their weapons on, but draw them down fast as they looked at their General standing in front of them with awkward smile.

"At easy, everyone. I'm here for peace."

Cody approached to Obi-wan, not caring about the distance bombing sounds, about the surprised face of his General as he moved, he just checked his General's body if he was hurt, if he was bleeding deeply in anywhere, if he was not the hallucination or the ghost or whatever. He needed to check that his General was alive.

"I'm in one piece, Cody. I'm here."

"General."

Cody looked to Obi-wan's face with a trembling voice.

"The GAR, they attacked us. They called us betrayal, and attacked you."

"I have no doubt about those facts. That somehow we Jedis and you Clones became the worst enemy of the Republic."

Obi-wan tried to remain his cool in this situation, but only Cody could notice that his General's voice was slightly in distress.

"Have you contacted with other Generals, sir?"

"They are comm silence. I managed to sent them a warning massage, but I'm not certain that how many of them will receive them before it's too late."

If the whole GAR, the Republic was chasing and hunting down them... Cody swallow his nervousness and tried to keep his calm. He needed to protect his General. He needed to lead his troopers to safe. He needed to think and act fast.

Obi-wan, sensing his dear Commander's anxiety and despair, he placed his both hands on Cody's shoulders, with the reassuring pressure. And gave him a warm smile.

"We are still alive, and together in here. I know we are all confused, but we will make this, Commander."

Cody nobbed. With his General, Ghost company can hide and survive under this madness. They will make it. Like always.

Cody's comm beeped, he checked the comm quickly. The massage from his brother, Rex. He was sending Clones the massage. Massage about the places they will gather, the warning about the Republic, the promises that they will meet soon alive. One of his brother was safe, at least this moment.

"General, I received massage from Captain Rex, they informed about a few places we will gather again."

Obi-wan's face had brightened for sudden. Cody could see his General worry about his old Padawan and grand Padawan. But he knew that even Rex was alive didn't mean that his General or Commander were alive together for sure. But they were one of the finest battalions in whole GAR, Cody just wished that many of 501st could make alive from Madalore.

"I suppose we need to meet another battalion, but I need to contact senators first."

By Obi-wan's voice, Vody looked at him with surprise while they were walking hurriedly under covering fire.

"Are you insane? The whole Republic is now our enemy, they will sell us!"

"Not all of them. I trust few of those people."

Cody rolled his eyes under helmet. His General wasn't really believing that they were safe to contact now?

"This is not about asking helps or supports. We may need to protect them as well."

Obi-wan told him with desperate voice. He never used those voice to Cody. He was professional Jedi, and the General who commanded whole battalion in harassing warzone. Cody finally looked to his General. Under the shadows and dusks, he finally saw his General's now exhausted and broken face.

"I need to contact to Padme. She was in danger as well, the Coruscant guards are protecting senators, but..."

"They are attacking senators too?"

"Only the ones who denied Chancellor. He ordered to execute everything who tries to stop this purge."

So the Chancellor was behind all of this. That bastard.

Now his other brothers are fighting in Coruscant, where was also Jedi's temple been placed. Fox always complained about how Chancellor blamed Jedis, and how he abused him and brothers to erase their individuality, and letting many netborn mess with them. He needed to shot that asshole, or at least let his brother commit his long wish.

Suddenly, Cody realized important fact. He got terrified from them.

"If Jedis in Coruscant are under attack... The Temple, they are being attacked now, right...?"

Obi-wan just nobbed, not answering with his voice anymore. If the Temple was being attacked, so many Padawans and younglings were also there, which means... No, if Coruscant guard decided to protect the senators, they would have gone to protect the Temple as well. They would never abandon Jedis, not after they saved Clones from slavery of chips.

Cody placed his hand to Obi-wan's neck, and gently dragged him, meeting their forehead in silence, despite the sounds of firing and bombing from distance. Troopers didn't stopped them, they knew they needed those small comforts for now. Cody spoke again after minute of silence.

"We will follow you. We will save them with you, General."

"I never doubted."

Obi-wan managed to answer with a wet voice.

"You are my gorgeous Commander, Cody."

Plo would never understand how he could manage to survive that crashing, When his troopers couldn't.

Maybe the warning, beeped in his communication suddenly, or maybe his sense from his species biology, or maybe the shoutings from his Wolfpack, calling him to get down from sky, or maybe because of his wingman's attempt to shield his General from fires behind them.

When Plo managed to gather conscious, he was being dragged by several strong arms from his former fighter's wreckage. He soon noticed, that the armors surrounding him were not grey like 104th's nor green like 442nd's. They were white like light, so they were Shinies. Confused with his still spinning head, he looked around, not noticing that he was crashed down directly to the Clone training position. Some troopers were injured or buried under wrecks, moaning or not making any sounds. Not even moving in pain. Plo sat up from his position in alert, despite the huge pains felt in everywhere in his body, but one Shiny pushed him down quickly.

"No, General. You can't stand right now!"

"The troopers... they are..."

"It's too late. You can't help them, not right now. We need to patch you first."

"Don't care about me, help your brothers. They need more help than me."

Shiny hesitated, not convinced while seeing Kel-Dor is gravelly injured by full force crashing. But Plo didn't care. He would not see anymore troopers suffered because of him, not after the Malevolence, not after Khorm.

Sudden explosion sound made them all trembled in area. Shinies looked around, confused and scared, and saw the Republic bombers approaching toward them from distance. The bombing was getting closer. Too closer.

Plo somehow knew what they were planning, despite he didn't really want to believe, but he shouted the warning to troopers around him, like the time when the original 104th were attacked by Malevolence.

"Brace for an impact!!"

Some Shinies throw themselves under the wreckage, but many of them couldn't move because of their injuries of the wreck which were pressing them on ground. Some Shines desperately attempted to drag their brothers from harm, but they knew, even with their own attached two legs, they would never be able to run away from bombing. The Shiny who was kneeling next to Plo tried to drag Jedi, only failing by the one last wreck that was trapping Plo's right arm in a twisted way.

"Go, hide from bombing now!"

Plo used his commanding voice to reason trooper, but the Shiny shaked his head and tried to move the wreck. It was too heavy for one man to lift. The bomber's sound was getting closer, Plo knew that it was too late for them to run away. So he did what he still could do: he threw himself on top of the Shiny, covering human with his own body. It was meaningless protest, but if the Force has mercy, Plo would give him all his Force to save this royal and brave trooper. He couldn't let him die.

The huge explosion heard from distance. Plo carefully looked up from ground, only seeing the bomber now going down with smoke coming from inside. And a few of fighters and gunships(Plo could notice the drawing in distance: Plo's bros, he never could miss that) were chasing it from side, and now approaching toward them with careful control.

The ships landed in distance, and right after that, the troopers inside ran out to Shinies, checking them and helping to move. In one of the fighter, one Commander shot out from the seat and ran to his General. Plo never felt this grateful to see his Commander again.

"General!!"

Wolffe almost threw himself to Plo's side. He quickly checked the situation, and helped Shiny to remove the wreck, finally freeing Plo's arm from restraint. The arm was twisted to the wrong side, but Plo still couldn't feel much of pain, maybe because of the shock. Wolffe assisted his General to stand up with Shiny in other side, and yelled to 104th and Shinies.

"Everyone, prepared to evacuation! We have limited places in gunships, so only immovable injured take the seats! The others will move on road under covering fire from Wolfpack!"

Many Shinies were still not aware of the situation, and some of them were too shocked to act anything, just blankly staring to Commander. Plo knew their reactions, and Wolffe did too, he also had experience with the shock from so much pain and grief. But there was no time to comfort or hug his brothers right now. They needed to escape and survive.

And Wolfpack will do anything to rescue his brothers, like they always did.

"I will be the one to lead the evacuation! If you have moving legs, assist your injured brother to gunships! We don't have much time, hurry!!"

The final shout from Commander made many Clones snapped out from shock, and they quickly moved to gather their brothers or move wreckages on Clones. Adove them, the remaining fighters were fighting with GAR to buy more times for evacuation.

Wolffe finally managed to drag his General to one of their Gunship. Comet on the ship dragged Plo in to seat and quickly checked his injuries. Sinker also appeared next to him, pulling out the medikit and bacta patches.

" You are really lucky to survive this, sir. This is a real mess."

"Is it fatal?"

Comet asked with worry in his voice.

"No, thankfully. At least in this situation. We have a lot more brothers in worse shape."

Sinker admitted with bitterness, placing patches in the worst of Plo's burns. The ship was already fully loaded with injured troopers, moaning and crying in pain and exhaustion. In the distance, Wolffe's voice heard again.

"Alright, that's everyone! Pilots, prepare for evacuation. The fighters will assist you until all Gunships arrive at the destination!"

With a quick answering, pilots moved to their ships. Warthog arrived at the Gunship where Plo was, with other Wolfpack members.

"General, I hope you don't mind some sickness. It will be a harsh ride."

"I have missed your unhindered driving as well, Warthog."

Plo's answer somehow managed Warthog to huff his little laughing despite the situation. He quickly moved to pilot's position while Wolffe and Boost approached to their pack.

"We will spread our team. Me and Boost will lead the evacuation on road, while you, Comet and Sinker take command of Gunships."

"Sir..."

Comet made protesting voice, but Wolffe stopped him with his hand up.

"They're no safe way in any way, and you need to lead the brothers, Comet. This is a difficult situation, but we still have the chance that we will all survive. We need to try best for this."

Like Malevolence, when their brothers were almost gone, and with no hope of being rescued or be founded, but Plo encourage them to never give up, and fight till the end for their survival, not losing their hope.

Plo never felt so proud of his mans. How they became stronger and braver despite the cruelty of this galaxy trying to smuggle them to dark.

Comet didn't argue anymore, and nobbed with determination. Sinker also nobbed and looked to Boost.

"Don't boost yourself without me."

"Hah, don't sink yourself when there's no me to drag your ass back."

Plo could feel the Wolffe's eyes rolling under his helmet.

Wolffe looked toward his General, one last moment, and raised his hand to gather Kel-Dor's hand together.

"Safe travel. And please watch my pack's back, General Plo."

"May the Force be with you all as well, Commander Wolffe."

He really wished for all of them to be with the Force. To the Force be with all of them.

I needed to write more but im tired sorry

Q. Plo's part is suspiciously longer

A. I beg your forgiveness. Wolfpack were my favorites and i couldn't help it

[nicki0kaye]

did I stay up and draw Jedi!Maul last night? yes. Yes I did.

has my interest in this AU also spiraled into my own HCs with the help of Trig, to the tune of Maul busting into Obi-wan’s quarters at 3 am to present him with a 10 y/o Anakin bc he’s just so enamored with this tiny dark-touched child slave he’s rescued he can’t NOT show the kid to his best rival, with Windu arriving shortly thereafter to make sure Maul asked the kid, which! Yes he did! He respected boundaries master!!! Not the slaver’s boundaries, obviously, Btw the kid’s mom is in the guest quarters. 

yes this is my life now

[writingforfun0714]

Happy Holidays and Happy New Year!!

Hi all,

I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a while, but I’m back with a new Star Wars Bad Batch fanfic. I will adamantly stand by my belief that it’s got good concepts but needs fanfics/fanart to be good since the show is just horrible.

This will be a long chapter fic—I will update these posts with links

My first TBB fic Older Sister was a kind of test. I decided to put more thought and effort into a more original story that deviates from the show but still has ideas the show tried to portray. The main difference is that my fic doesn’t follow the episodes like my ‘Older Sister’ fanfic and includes more OCs.

I also decided to retcon my Jedi Youngling OC Maisy’s backstory.

Warnings: Jedi AU/alternate universe, spoilers for TCW and TBB, contains OCs, LONG POST, O66 trauma, lemme know if I’m missing something

Title: Our Love

Chapter 1: When Everything Went Wrong

Word count: 13,569

3rd POV

The Clone War has raged on for 4 long years. To most it might not seem like a long time, though the destruction and violence has made the war seem 10 times as long. Most of the Jedi are stretched thin throughout the galaxy. Even Master Yoda has gone to support troops on the Wookiee planet of Kashyyyk. Anakin Skywalker has raced back to the Senate Tower on Coruscant to rescue Chancellor Palpatine from Count Dooku while his master, Obi-Wan Kenobi, engages General Grievous on Utapau. Anakin’s former padawan, Ahsoka Tano and half of Anakin’s battalion, including Captain Rex, is on Mandalore with Bo Katan to help her capture Darth Maul.

Elsewhere, on the snowy forest world of Kaller, General Bilaba, her padawan, Commander Dume, and Clone Force 99 fight off the swarming battle droids. The General and her padawan were in need of reinforcements, so CF99 was dispatched, despite only having 5 members.

On a nearby Outer Rim planet, Master Iyola and her Padawan, Wyyntrr, are pressing their assault with their battalion. Wyyntrr is an albino Wookiee. He was born blind because of his albinism. As he’s gotten older and stronger with the Force, Wyyntrr has learned to sense where things are. With most Jedi, they use the Force as a source of knowledge and power, but Wyyntrr’s master, Iyola, has taught him to use the Force as an extension of his senses instead.

The two are leading their battalion in a stealth mission to push back the Separatist battle droids.

“Just 2 klicks south General,” Commander Pierce, the clone commander, alerts. That’s when Master Iyola freezes, a cold chill running down her spine. Wyyntrr also feels it as well.

“Master?” Wyyntrr asks cautiously. The clone’s hologram beeps.

“Could be good news,” Commander Pierce replies sarcastically.

“Answer it,” Iyola says seriously. The clone commander nods and answers the message. A cloaked figure appears, the shadows of his hood conceals his face.

“CC-4121, execute Order 66,” the mysterious, dark figure orders. Pierce straightens.

“Yes my lord,” Commander Pierce replies coldly before looking at Iyola and Wyyntrr. The Jedi Master takes a protective stance in front of her Padawan. The clone suddenly points his dual blaster pistols at the two Jedi and fires off rapid shots! Master Iyola manages to ignite her purple saber and deflect the barrage of blaster bolts in time.

“Master!” Wyyntrr roars. He ignites his own teal lightsaber and blocks 2 incoming shots.

“Stay behind me Wyyntrr!” Master Iyola orders, trying to keep every nearby trooper in sight.

“What’s going on Master Iyola?!” Wyyntrr asks frantically as he smells the scent of heat and electricity. A blaster bolt! He dodges just in time as the red bolt of light whizzes by his face.

“Get to our ship-I’m right behind you!” Master Iyola snaps.

“But-“

“GO!” Iyola says, disarming 3 clone troopers with one arching swing of her purple lightsaber. She jumps up, spinning as she does and kicks a nearby trooper back as Wyyntrr runs as fast as he can.

As Iyola blocks two blaster bolts aimed for her head and chest, she’s unable to block the one that hits the back of her thigh.

“Gah!” She yelps in pain.

“Master!” Wyyntrr cries out, skidding to a stop before racing back. Before she can protest, Wyyntrr manages to get to Iyola and deflects 2 blaster shots before letting his Master drape an arm over his shoulders and support her weight. Being a Wookiee, Wyyntrr is physically stronger than the average 11yr old, but he still grunts with effort.

The two Jedi hurry as fast as they can through the dense swampy jungle, hearing the clone troopers right behind them.

“Padawan, listen to me. You are much faster than I am. I can hold them off long enough for you to get back to our ship and go back to the Temple for help-“ General Iyola tells him.

“W-What?! I’m not leaving you! I won’t!” Wyyntrr assures her.

“Wyyn, look at me,” Iyola says in a gentle, soft tone. Wyyntrr immediately listens, knowing how serious she is. He looks in the area where Iyola is. Being blind, he has a tendency to look near instead of look at. He feels her calloused, tough hands gently cup his cheeks.

“You are strong, Wyyntrr. Stronger than you know. Something is wrong with the troopers. I don’t know what’s going on but they are not themselves. You have a good heart Wyyntrr. Please do not lose it,” Iyola tells him, kissing the top of his head lovingly. Knowing what his Master is doing, he lets tears slip out of his bright red eyes as he clings to her waist.

“I will always be with you,” she whispers before slipping her arm off of him and igniting her purple saber. The troopers close in as Wyyntrr slips away. Iyola stands at the ready but is quickly swarmed and surrounded by clones. They unleash a barrage of blaster fire on the Chiss Jedi General. Iyola takes out a couple clones before she takes a hit in her stomach, causing her to freeze. She gasps in pain and that’s when a wave of pain washes over her as the sound of blaster fire is deafening, before the life leaves her eyes. Her lightsaber deactivates and falls to the ground next to her body with a slight thud.

“Find the Commander! Contact the base-we can’t let him escape!” A clone orders. That’s when Commander Pierce, walks out of the shadows and foliage. He walks up to General Iyola’s lifeless body and touches the lightsaber hilt with his foot before bending down to pick it up. He rubs the mud off the hilt before attaching it to his utility belt.

“He won’t get far,” Commander Pierce assures the clone troopers, “move out!”

Wyyntrr runs as fast as he can through the marshy swamp. He’s breathing hard and even though he’s put distance between the clones and himself, Wyyntrr can still hear the troopers pursuing him.

“This way!” He hears a voice cry out and panic rises in his chest. The adrenaline allows his Force abilities to take control and he speeds up.

He’s about to start climbing up a tree when pain suddenly washes over his entire body. His hands immediately come to cover his stomach, but is both relieved and worried when he doesn’t feel blood or any sign of injury.

“Master!” Wyyntrr gasps, his eyes widening. Master Iyola—she’s hurt and Wyyntrr can sense it, thanks to their close bond. That’s when he hears a distant scream. Master Iyola! Wyyntrr starts racing back but when he tries to sense where his Master is, all he feels is emptiness and an intense sadness overtakes the albino Wookiee and he drops to his knees.

“There he is!” A clone trooper exclaims and fires at Wyyntrr. He flinches, dodging the red bolt of light and roars mourningly before leaping as high up as he can into the trees. Thanks to the dense tree cover, he’s able to run through the branches much quicker than slogging through the water and mud.

“Split up!” Pierce motions up to the trees and half the troopers immediately shoot their ascension cables up into the trees and are lifted up.

Wyyntrr gets back to the base but hides in the trees. He shuts his eyes and reaches his hand out. He feels a huge metallic shape and realizes it’s the ship. Wyyntrr gets as close as he can to the protective wall surrounding the base before sensing movement. He takes a breath and makes a huge leap over the wall and starts to flail a bit as he falls. He roars fearfully before hitting the ground, rolling as he does to lessen the impact. He tumbles a bit and shakes off the daze. As he stands up, he senses movement nearby-

“It’s the Commander!” A clone trooper yells and Wyyntrr gasps. He takes off towards the ship as the clones at the base descend down upon the young albino Wookiee. He flinches when he feels the heat of a blaster shot whizz by his head.

Wyyntrr gets grazed by two shots, one on the shoulder and on his right foot, on the heel. He roars a bit in pain but doesn’t stop running. The Padawan makes it back to the ship and seals himself inside.

“Lock the hatch and engage shields!” Wyyntrr commands the ship’s AI. You see with Wyyntrr being blind, General Iyola has customized her ship to recognize voice commands, making it easier for the albino Wookiee.

“Power engines!” Wyyntrr adds as he hops into the pilot’s seat. He feels the vibration of the ship starting up and feels for the steering controls. He grips the handles and pulls up. As he does, Wyyntrr also feels the ship starting to move forwards and upwards at the same time. Wyyntrr feels the ship rock from the back and realizes he’s getting hit from behind.

Wyyntrr accelerates as fast as possible and shoots up as he pulls hard on the steering. The ship tilts almost to 90 degrees.

“Hyperspace coordinates for Coruscant!” Wyyntrr says, pressing the mic button on the steering’s right handle. The autopilot takes control of the hyperdrive and it hums to life. The stars turn streaky as the ship zips into hyperspace. Once he feels the ship lurch forward, Wyyntrr slumps against the chair before sobbing mournfully for his Master.

Clone Force 99 have also left the nearby world of Kaller. To spare Caleb Dume, Hunter lied to Crosshair and now the unit is heading back to Kamino in their ship, the Havoc Marauder.

As Order 66 rages through the galaxy, there is one planet that is relatively safe compared to the others. Kamino, the stormy ocean planet of cloners. They are responsible for the creation of the entire clone army. The chief scientist, Nala Se made no protests when Master Shaak Ti was called to Coruscant. However, the Togruta master has asked her long-time close friend Master Jaeruho to fill in for her. A Crèche Master, Jaeruho is a shaggy, middle aged man that looks older than he is and prefers the company of children. While he’s not the best duelist, Jaeruho is wise with the Force and has realized that to best help The Jedi Order is to protect and teach the children.

Since the beginning of the Clone Wars, Master Jaeruho has taken Jedi Younglings to the planet of Kamino to learn about the clone cadets. Now he’s taken Youngling Maisy with him. She was brought to the Temple as a baby and immediately took a liking to Master Jaeruho, and he with her. Youngling Maisy is an energetic, curious 4yr old that Master Jaeruho often calls ‘too smart for her own good’.

Maisy’s been excited to go to Kamino ever since Jaeruho told her. They got to see the embryo tubes and were now going to see the youngest cadets, the infants and toddlers.

The two walk down a long sterile bright white hallway. As they walk, Master Jaeruho feels the same dark coldness most Jedi felt before the clones’ turn. He freezes and Maisy looks up at him.

“Master Jae? What’s wrong?” the Youngling asks.

“Something’s…wrong,” he warns.

“I’m not sure…things are…clouded,” he whispers. That’s when they hear lots of footsteps coming down the hall.

“Come little one-we must hurry-“ he says, motioning to the girl and she reaches up so he can easily lift her into his arms.

They hurry down the hallway but Jaeruho skids to a stop when he hears more footsteps coming from the opposite way.

“Ok Maisy-I need you to listen to me very carefully-“ he says as he sets the girl down. The Jedi Master draws his pale lime green saber. He looks down both ways of the hall, judging where to focus first.

“Master-look-“ Maisy says, pressing the biggest button on the nearby console. A door whooshes open.

“In! Hurry!” Jaeruho motions and they run in, letting the door close in time. Jaeruho deactivates his saber and motions for the girl to be still and quiet as he watches the door. Silhouettes of the clone troopers hurry by but none stop.

“Master-“ Maisy whispers.

“Silence Youngling,” Jaeruho snaps quietly.

“But-“

“Maisy-I mean it-“ The man insists, not taking his eyes off the door. His grip tightens on his lightsaber hilt.

A tense, silent moment passes until Master Jaeruho quietly sighs with relief. He turns and sees Maisy frozen in fear. Frowning in confusion, he follows her gaze until he spots a young cadet with golden blond hair, rich tan skin and bright, deep brown eyes with matching dark, thick eyebrows. Unlike the other cadets, this one is a girl, Master Jaeruho realizes. She’s wearing the same headpiece Nala Se wears too, the older man notices.

“Who are you?” He asks as Maisy clings to his leg, peeking out to look at the older girl.

“My name’s Omega. You’re Jedi…aren’t you?” The girl, Omega, asks. Master Jaeruho nods.

“Master Jaeruho and Youngling Maisy,” he introduces. Omega looks at the little girl peeking out from behind Jaeruho’s leg.

“I’ve never met another human female before. I only have brothers,” Omega says.

“Omega, do you know what’s going on?” Jaeruho asks seriously, getting the blonde girl’s attention.

“I’m not sure, but it could be the inhibitor chips,” Omega explains.

“Inhibitor chips?” Jaeruho asks.

“What’s a ‘inbitter’ chip?” Maisy asks.

“In-hi-bi-tor chip. They’re in all the clones except for Alpha and me,” Omega explains. Master Jaeruho’s stony eyes widen. He’d read Master Kenobi’s report on the Kaminoans right before the war. Alpha was the clone Jango Fett wanted for a son…Boba Fett.

“Boba-“ Jaeruho whispers, causing Maisy to look up at him in confusion, but Omega nods. She’s never met him before, despite being genetically identical, but Omega has heard Nala Se talk about the boy before he escaped the Kaminoans at the start of the Clone War. She had assumed he looked like the various other cadets that are a bit older than her. Omega had hoped she would meet him someday. She knew he was created before her so Omega is unsure if he knows about her…or not.

The sound of footsteps gets everyone’s attention.

“Something’s wrong with the clones,” the Jedi master warns the children.

“Omega…I know the clones to be loyal and trustworthy allies. Can I count on you?” Master Jaeruho asks seriously. Sensing how serious the older man is, Omega nods as Maisy looks worriedly between the two.

“I wanna help however I can,” Omega assures Master Jaeruho. He relaxes when he feels the older girl telling the truth.

“Listen to me, both of you,” he says, motioning for the girls to come closer.

“The clone troopers are going door to door checking for me. They know I’m here, somewhere. I’ve felt a dark shift in the Force and…the future of the Jedi and the galaxy is…uncertain. We must get back to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. I can create a diversion so that you two can escape. Omega, my ship is the T-6 Jedi Shuttle at Hangar 13-B,” Master Jaeruho says, taking out his lightsaber. He opens it up and the children watch curiously. They easily spot the glowing blue kyber crystal and awe at it.

“Youngling—I want you to take this,” he says, handing Maisy the small blue crystal.

“I-I don’t understand-“ She tells him, taking it anyways.

“I have a plan. I’m not the best with a lightsaber and I can’t have the kyber crystal in the wrong hands in case anything happens. I know it’ll be much safer with you, Maisy….with both of you,” Master Jaeruho says, including Omega, who nods. Maisy takes the small crystal and shoves it in her pocket and nods.

“I won’t let you down,” Maisy tells the man. He smiles warmly.

“I know. Now stay with Omega, no matter what, ok? She knows Kamino better than me and knows where our ship is. She will get you there,” Master Jaeruho says.

“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you,” Omega reassures Maisy, offering a hand. The Youngling looks at the female clone and finds herself nodding before taking Omega’s hand.

“I’ll meet you both at the ship,” the Jedi Master tells the girls.

Jaeruho motions for the girls to hide. Omega gently pulls Maisy along and the two hide in the cabinet space under the countertop at the back. Jaeruho puts his saber on his belt and hurries out, immediately catching attention from passing clone troopers.

“There he is! BLAST HIM!” The girls hear before blaster fire. Maisy moves to get out and help her Master but Omega grabs hold of her upper arm.

“No-we can’t. Not yet-“ Omega warns quietly. Before Maisy can argue, they hear the door whoosh open and footsteps walking in. The sound moves around and they can hear various sounds of rifling.

“Clear. Keep moving. The Jedi split up. The kid’s gotta be here somewhere,” the girls hear a trooper say. Seeing how afraid the Youngling looks, Omega reaches out and grabs her hand, squeezing gently to calm the girl. She looks at Omega who nods ever so slightly. Maisy gulps down her panic and nerves before remembering that she wouldn’t let her master down. She can be brave, like the Jedi are supposed to be.

The door whooshes open again before it closes and Omega sighs with relief.

“Ok, c’mon, we gotta hurry,” Omega tells Maisy as they crawl out of their hiding place. They hurry over to the door panel and Omega opens the door only a crack so she can peek out. Making sure it’s clear both ways, Omega opens the door all the way and the two hurry out.

“This way,” Omega says, grabbing Maisy’s hand. The two hurry down the hallway.

The girls turn to the right when the hall splits off into two ways but Omega immediately stops, causing Maisy to bump into her. Omega spots Taun We, a Kaminoan scientist that often kept an eye on her and gasps. Before Maisy can ask, Omega turns and slams the button on a nearby console to open a supply closet.

“Hide!” Omega hisses, nearly pushing the Youngling in.

“H-Hey-!” Maisy exclaims as Omega shuts the door on her.

“There you are Omega,” Taun We says, “Nala Se has been looking for you. You know the facility is in lockdown.”

“I-I know but I had to finish some research at the library-“ Omega lies. She’s not a very good liar, but she often does find herself in the library more often than not. Nala Se doesn’t let her have much freedom otherwise.

Taun We nods, not thinking anything of the girl’s explanation.

“I understand, but the Jedi Master and his Youngling are still here. It’s not safe for you to be by yourself,” Taun We says.

“B-But I thought the Jedi were good-“ Omega tries.

“They’ve turned on the Chancellor and tried to assassinate him. They are traitors to the Republic,” Taun We explains. Omega’s eyes widen.

“I’ve told AZI-3 to take you back to Nala Se,” Taun We says before the medical droid floats into view.

“AZI!” Omega smiles happily.

“Hello Omega. It is good to see you again,” AZI responds.

“Nala Se is expecting you. Do not to wander,” Taun We says before walking off.

“Let’s go Omega,” AZI says once the two are alone.

“AZI-I need you to keep a secret-“ Omega says walking up to the closet door. She pushes the panel and the door whooshes open. Omega sees the Youngling looks shocked.

“Who are you?” AZI asks.

“This is Master Jaeruho’s Youngling,” Omega explains. The medical droid blinks in shock before looking at the little girl.

“We have to get to hangar 13-B,” Omega tells the droid.

“The termination of the Jedi is paramount. If Nala Se finds the Youngling-“

“I know-I know-“ Omega interrupts AZI so he doesn’t frighten Maisy even further.

“You promised!” Maisy argues, tugging on Omega’s sleeve.

“It’s ok-I won’t leave you-I promise. I’ll get you to your ship,” Omega insists and the little girl calms down a bit before nodding.

“AZI, I need you to stall Nala Se as long as possible,” Omega tells her droid pal.

“But Omega-“

“AZI—the kid needs me-“ Omega insists, grabbing hold of Maisy’s hand and squeezing lightly.

“I understand. I will keep Nala Se busy,” he says and the girls smile.

“C’mon, we gotta hurry-“ Omega tells the Youngling, who nods. They hurry out while AZI goes to find Nala Se to make sure the head Kaminoan scientist isn’t looking for Omega.

Omega hurries down the hall, pulling Maisy along with her.

“Your friend will be ok, won’t he?” Maisy asks, glancing behind as they rush down the hall.

“Of course. AZI knows the drill,” Omega assures the younger girl. Omega looks at her and sees the small braid in her hair. Omega finds it hard to believe this little girl, barely a child, is a Jedi.

“Your name’s Maisy right?” Omega asks and the younger girl nods.

“It’s gonna be ok,” Omega tries to reassure the Youngling.

Omega turns left and goes all the way down until it splits into either right or left corridors and Omega takes the left. That’s when Maisy feels a cold feeling rush down her spine and settle at the pit of her stomach. The Youngling stops in her tracks and turns around.

“Master-“ she whispers.

“Maisy? C’mon-we have to keep going-” Omega insists. Maisy seems almost frozen.

“He’s in trouble-“ Maisy insists before running back the other way, taking the right corridor instead.

“Wait! Maisy! Come back!” Omega exclaims and chases after the Youngling.

Maisy is able to use the Force to figure out which turns to take. She slips down a smaller, narrow hallway but before she gets to the other side, she’s yanked back.

“Gotchya!” Omega gasps, panting a bit at having to catch the speedy little girl.

“Omega-Master Jaeruho’s in trouble! I know it!” Maisy insists. That’s when the girls suddenly hear blaster fire and fighting. They watch and Maisy’s eyes widen when she hears Master Jaeruho cry out in pain. Before either girl can do anything, they see the Jedi Master get thrown backwards before getting outgunned! The girls watch in horror as a spray of blaster bolts head right for the Jedi Master. He uses the last bit of his strength to stop the incoming blaster fire before sensing a familiar presence. He turns and down the small hallway, he sees Maisy and Omega! More blaster fire rings out and hits Master Jaeruho as he is preoccupied with holding back the first wave of blaster fire. Pain shoots all around Maisy both inside and outside despite having no physical injury.

Before the Youngling can scream in horror and run to her Master, Omega reaches around the girl with one arm, holding her and uses her other hand to cover the Youngling’s mouth, muffling the noise.

“Mmmmff!!! Mmmm-mmmmhhh!!” Maisy glares at Omega through teary eyes

The young clone carries the little girl away, keeping a tight grip on Maisy. The Youngling fights with everything she’s got but Omega is simply stronger than the 4yr old. Once they’re safe, Omega lets go and Maisy glares up at the older girl, swinging her fists at Omega’s legs, hitting the older girl’s thighs a couple times.

“Why did you do that?! I could’ve saved him!” Maisy snaps angrily. Omega reaches out and grabs Maisy by her shoulders.

“There wasn’t anything you could’ve done—you would’ve died with him,” Omega insists, holding the girl. Sadness washes away the anger Maisy feels. She feels her chest, where she felt the pain the most. Where the blaster bolts hit Master Jaeruho. Luckily the pain faded as soon as it came but the sadness is almost too much.

“He…He’s dead. He’s dead and I’m alone,” Maisy chokes back a sob.

“No, I’m with you now and forever Maisy. I will protect you, I promised Master Jaeruho,” Omega insists. Maisy nods and starts crying at the mention of her now deceased Master. Omega gently pulls Maisy into her and hugs the little girl, getting her attention. Maisy cautiously brings her own arms up and wraps them around Omega.

“We have to get to the hangar. The only safe place for you is on your ship,” Omega says as they part and Maisy sniffles but nods in agreement.

“Ok,” she replies glumly before taking Omega’s hand and follows the older girl.

The two girls get to hangar 13-B as the immediate security alert stops. It’s almost dead silent and hardly anyone else is there.

“Over there!” Maisy points to Master Jaeruho’s ship.

“Let’s go,” Omega says and the two hurry as fast as they can. That’s when Omega spots clone troopers, the Coruscant guard specifically, and pulls Maisy behind a stack of crates and motions for the girl to be quiet. Maisy gasps and clings to Omega’s leg, gripping her pants tightly and squeezing firmly, her face buried in Omega’s hip. Omega can feel the fear radiating off of the little girl and it reminds the young clone of similar feelings when Nala Se would perform medical procedures on her. No one was there for Omega at the time, but she can stop someone else from going through those feelings alone. She pries the Youngling off her leg long enough to kneel down and fully wrap the girl in a hug. Omega picks Maisy up and the Youngling buries her head under Omega’s jaw, tucking her face into the young clone’s neck. Her arms are clinging around the back of Omega’s neck while the girl’s legs are wrapped around Omega’s waist so tight she doesn’t really need to support the Youngling, but Omega does anyways to make her easier to hold.

“Hold on,” Omega whispers making sure it’s clear before making a beeline for the T-6 Jedi shuttle.

Omega opens the hatch door and hurries inside, shutting the door behind them.

“Ok, we’ve made it,” Omega says, trying to put Maisy down, but she won’t let go. Sensing the younger girl needs to be comforted, Omega looks around until she spots the small hall that leads to the bunks. Omega walks over and sets the girl down before looking at the messy bunk with pictures taped up all over the wall and realizes this is where Maisy sleeps. She looks at the pictures and sees that despite the crude 4yr old drawing, it’s a picture of her and Master Jaeruho. There are other kids in a couple other drawings and there’s even a picture of her, Master Jaeruho and a small, wrinkled green figure with a walking stick. Omega marvels at the pictures and how personal the space seems to be. Omega lives in Nala Se’s private lab and it’s very basic and bare because the chief scientist won’t let Omega decorate (believing such things to be a waste of time and resources).

“Ok you have to stay here. Lock the ship. I’m gonna get help,” Omega tells Maisy.

“Y-You’re leaving me?” Maisy whimpers, sniffling wetly.

“I know some people that can help us get to the Jedi Temple. I have to go talk to them and you need to stay safe. I’ll be back for you, I promise,” Maisy wipes her eyes and nods.

“Ok. I’ll stay safe and wait for you,” Maisy says glumly. Omega gently strokes Maisy’s wild, shaggy dark brown hair and smiles before nodding once and hurrying out.

Omega’s POV

I walk out of the ship and once the door closes, I hear the locking mechanism click. Good, at least the Youngling will be safe here. I hurry out of the hangar and make my way back to Nala Se.

“Mandatory assembly, all personnel report to general assembly area,” the voice over the PA system. Nala Se will be there.

I make my way to the upper viewing deck and see Nala Se. AZI-3 is nowhere in sight. Great, I sigh.

“Omega, where have you been? You know not to wander off,” the Kaminoan scientist scolds. Despite the natural calm tone Kaminoans have, I can tell how stern and upset Nala Se is.

“I-I’m sorry. I was…hiding from the Jedi,” I lie.

“There is no need to worry, Jedi Master Jaeruho has been terminated. His lightsaber,” Nala Se says, holding the metal hilt out to show me. My eyes widen. Nala Se turns and hands the saber hilt to Lama Su, the Prime Minister, who tucks it away in his clothes. That’s when a hologram of Chancellor Palpatine appears. He’s wearing the hood of his cloak but his eyes…they’re dark and cold.

I stand beside Nala Se and look out at the sea of clone troopers. I hope they’re here. I scan the crowds as the Chancellor makes his speech. That’s when I spot them. Clone Force 99. The troopers in black and red armor. I make eye contact with Hunter, the sergeant of the squad and smile.

“The remaining Jedi will be hunted down and defeated. Any collaborators will suffer the same fate. These have been trying times, but we have passed the test. The attempt on my life has left me scarred and deformed, but I assure you my resolve has never been stronger. The war is over. The Seperatists have been defeated, and the Jedi rebellion has been foiled. We stand on the threshold of a new beginning. In order to ensure the security and continuing stability, the Republic will be reorganized into the first Galactic Empire, for a safe and secure society,” Palpatine’s hologram announces. Everyone cheers and even the Kaminoans clap.

“Refresher-“ I tell Nala Se before racing out to get to the hall that leads to the main assembly area, where I saw Clone Force 99.

Hunter’s POV

“What is it?” Tech asks me when he sees me looking up where the Kaminoans are. I saw a little girl with blonde hair and when I turn back, I see that she’s gone.

“Nothing,” I say.

“In order to ensure the security and continuing stability, the Republic will be reorganized into the first Galactic Empire, for a safe and secure society,” Chancellor Palpatine announces. Everyone cheers.

“Still don’t think the others are programmed?” Tech asks me. I sigh. Things are…uncertain, that much is clear.

After the assembly, we gather and before we leave, are approached by Governor Tarkin. I’ve never met him but I know Echo’s worked with him before. Echo doesn’t like him and Tarkin doesn’t like us.

“Well, Sergeant Hunter, isn’t it? I must say I am impressed with you and your squad’s abilities, especially on Kaller,” he says. Flashes of Commander Dume making that enormous leap over the chasm makes me pause.

“Though I suppose the accolades should go to your sniper,” he says and my eyes widen slightly.

“According to his report, you let Commander Dume escape while CT-9904 pursued the commander,” Tarkin says so I open my mouth to reply when he raises a hand, stopping me.

“No need for excuses. Allow me to give you another chance to prove your worth. Onderon has had recent insurgent activity. You and your squad will go and squash any attempt at rebellion,” Tarkin orders.

“Yes sir,” I respond and he nods once before walking off, leaving us alone.

“C’mon let’s head back to our barracks,” I tell my brothers before heading out into the great hallway.

We walk through the white sterile halls. I think over that ominous message the Chancellor said until I feel another presence.

“Galactic Empire? We’re soldiers of the Republic,” Echo argues.

“Republic, Empire, what’s the difference?” Crosshair asks.

“The systematic termination of the Jedi is a big one for me,” Tech pipes up. I stop when I’m sure we’re being followed.

“Lads, we’ve got company,” I announce and turn around. The others do as well and I see that little girl from earlier. She smiles and waves at us.

“Hello-“ she says.

“What’s that?” Wrecker asks, bending over to look at the girl.

“My name’s Omega,” she introduces herself, “I was wondering when you guys were coming back. I’m glad I found you. I need your help,” the girl, Omega, explains.

“You know who we are?” I ask and she smiles and nods.

“Hunter, Tech, Wrecker, Echo and Crosshair. You’re Clone Force 99,” Omega says, sounding off our names as she looks at each of us.

“What’re you doing on Kamino kid?” I ask. Before the girl can explain, Nala Se approaches.

“Her job. She is my medical assistant, one with a curious mind that causes her to wander,” the Kaminoan head scientist explains before reaching out to Omega.

“Come along Omega,” Nala Se says. Knowing better than to argue, Omega grabs Nala Se’s outstretched hand and lets the Kaminoan guide her away. As they turn a corner, Omega looks back at the clone squad and waves.

“This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder,” I comment.

3rd POV

As Nala Se and Omega walk down the hall, Nala Se talks with Omega.

“There hasn’t been any sightings of the Jedi Youngling so I want you to stay in my lab,” Nala Se tells the girl.

“I can take care of myself-“ Omega insists.

“I mean it Omega, no more wandering. Not until we find the Jedi,” Nala Se insists.

“Fine, can I at least go to the library? I’ll get the holodiscs I want and go right back I promise,” Omega insists. Nala Se sighs, knowing Omega well enough that if she were to say no the girl would go anyways.

“Very well,” she says and Omega sighs with relief before running off.

Instead of going to the library, Omega heads to the barracks to find Clone Force 99 and talk to them. She navigates through the halls and gets to one of the other thousands of barracks and stops to take a steadying breath. Omega knows it’s going to be a lot to explain, she just hopes they’ll listen to her. She reaches out nervously and presses the ringer on the computer pad.

Inside, the group turns to the door before sharing looks.

“No one ever wants to see us,” Tech comments. Hunter approaches the door and opens it and when he doesn’t see someone immediately, he looks down and spots Omega!

“H-Hello-can I talk to you?” Omega asks. Hunter glances back at the rest of his squad. Crosshair rolls his eyes while Tech, Wrecker and Echo all look unsure and shrug.

“Hunter, the Onderon mission,” Crosshair insists.

“What is it kid? We can’t stick around for long,��� Hunter tells her.

“I need your help, please,” Omega insists.

“Help? With what?” Wrecker asks.

“There was a Jedi Master here,” Omega says. The others freeze and Hunter and Tech share a look while Wrecker’s eyes widen and Echo and Crosshair share an uneasy look.

“Th-The clones—they…they turned on him-“ she stutters slightly, remembering how she had seen him before getting gunned down and shot. How she had to pull Maisy away as fast as she could as the little Youngling fought as hard as she could to get to her master. Hunter stiffens at the description of Order 66.

“Hunter, I’m leaving for the mission. Come or not but I won’t make the same mistake you made on Kaller,” Crosshair says before walking out to go to Onderon and Hunter sighs.

“Cross wait-“ Wrecker tries but Tech puts a hand on his shoulder before motioning to Hunter.

“He’ll come back,” Hunter assures everyone before looking at Omega.

“So you said that the Jedi General that was here…was killed?” Hunter asks seriously and Omega nods.

“He was gunned down. I saw it,” she insists.

“And…so did the Youngling that was with him,” Omega adds hastily.

“Youngling?!” Echo asks clearly shocked.

“What’s a Youngling?” Wrecker asks.

“A Youngling will become a Padawan. Younglings are…little,” Echo tries to explain. Aging is a weird concept for clones since most of them have accelerated aging.

“What happened to the Youngling?” Hunter asks.

“I found her…I got her to her ship but we need help. Her master said to go back to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant,” Omega explains.

“Hunter, Crosshair is close to leaving…and I don’t think he’ll wait for us,” Tech says.

“The Jedi have always supported us, fought alongside us. Plus this is a little kid, barely a child. A Youngling won’t survive Hunter, you know it,” Echo argues.

“It’s practically illegal to be a Jedi now. You all saw what happened on Kaller. If one of us turns—“ Hunter says, but that’s when Omega steps up.

“I can help you with that. Nala Se put inhibitor chips inside every clone,” Omega explains.

“I can help you get them out,” Omega says. Hunter, Wrecker and Echo all share an unsure look when Tech steps up.

“She is a clone. I analyzed my initial scan from when we met in the hall,” Tech says, “and being Nala Se’s medical assistant doesn’t hurt,” he adds.

“What about your chip?” Hunter asks.

“I don’t have one,” Omega states factually. The others blink in surprise.

“Aw-no fair-“ Wrecker mumbles quietly.

“If I help you get your inhibitor chips out, will you help us?” Omega asks, desperately looking between the clone troopers.

Echo, Tech and Wrecker all look to Hunter, waiting for the sergeant to make the call. Hunter rubs the side of his head. Even though he felt fine on Kaller, albeit confused as hell, there’s no guarantee the chip won’t reactivate at any time, for any of them. And Crosshair seems to be proof of that. Hunter sighs.

“Alright, we’ll help you,” the sergeant reluctantly replies.

“What about Crosshair?” Tech asks.

“Once he comes back we’ll get his chip out too,” Hunter reassures Tech, who nods.

“We have to get the Youngling to the Jedi,” Echo says. Having worked with the Jedi the most out of the group, he’s the most willing to help.

“First, these inhibitor chips,” Hunter says, rubbing his temple. Echo nods in agreement.

“All medical facilities are on lockdown,” Tech warns.

“Hurry, we don’t have a lot of time,” Hunter says and they all hurry out to find the nearest sterilized room.

Meanwhile…

Crosshair storms out of the barracks angrily. He knew they were more than the average clone trooper. They were special. They were meant for greatness in the coming changes to the galaxy and Crosshair was frustrated Hunter couldn’t understand that. But he would show them. He’d show them all that he could be capable if given the chance. The sniper walks through the halls, thinking on the girl that showed up at their door, the same one from earlier after the assembly.

Hunter didn’t even know this girl, and yet he listened to her but didn’t even consider Crosshair’s position. Crosshair knew since Kaller that he and Hunter wouldn’t fully agree but the sniper wished his sergeant would at least think about his options.

Crosshair gets to the hangar they left the Marauder in.

“You must be CT-9904 of Clone Force 99?” Crosshair hears a voice. He turns and sees Governor Tarkin approaching him. There’s a man with slightly wavy, rich brown hair that’s slicked back and in a drab gray uniform with the Governor that Crosshair doesn’t recognize.

“Sir,” Crosshair answers, standing at attention.

“Where is the rest of your squad?” Tarkin asks.

“They are needed elsewhere,” Crosshair responds truthfully, “but Hunter has entrusted me with the mission. I am more than capable,” the sniper assures Tarkin. The Governor looks at Crosshair.

“Very well. Succeed in this mission and you’ll be rewarded with an important position in this new Empire,” Tarkin tells Crosshair, who nods.

“Yes sir,” Crosshair responds as the two begin to walk away.

“And trooper?” Tarkin asks, getting the sniper’s attention. Crosshair stops and glances back at Governor Tarkin.

“Your initiative on Kaller has not gone unnoticed. Consider any accolades or commendations to be solely yours. You may yet prove to be of more value than your defective brothers,” Tarkin says and Crosshair stiffens unsurely.

“Yes sir,” Crosshair repeats. Of course Crosshair wants to be recognized, but he still wants Hunter and the others to be part of it as well. Tarkin nods before walking off, leaving Crosshair alone. Perhaps once he succeeds, Crosshair can use his newly gained favor to convince Tarkin to give the rest of the squad another chance. Crosshair heads to the Havoc Marauder and makes sure he has everything he needs before powering up the ship and taking off.

Elsewhere…

Maisy’s POV

I’m sitting alone in Master Jaeruho’s ship, trying to keep myself from crying, but I can’t help it. I want Master Jaeruho. I wanna go home, back to the Temple. I want Omega to come back for me. I wish she was here. But I’m all alone.

“I’ll be back for you I promise,” Omega’s voice rings in my head. That’s right, she didn’t leave me. She’ll come back. I just have to be patient (like Master Jaeruho always tells me). I sniffle and wipe the tears out of my eyes before taking a look out the window to make sure it’s still clear. I don’t see anyone at first, not until the hangar door opens on the other side of the room. My eyes widen when I see a whole bunch of clone troopers! I can feel the fear grip me as I freeze. What do I do now? I can’t let them catch me and Omega won’t be able to find me if I leave. I guess there’s only one thing to do. I have to find Omega myself.

I snap out of it and hurry around the ship, making sure to take anything I think I’ll need. I don’t see anything but when I pass by my bunk, I spot the biggest, most colorful drawing I taped up on my wall. It’s me, Master Jaeruho and Master Yoda at the Temple. The tree in the courtyard is in the back. I take it off the wall and fold it up before tucking it inside my outer tunic.

I run over to the cockpit and open the hatch underneath the console. It’s a way out. Crawling through the hatch I manage to drop down and out of the ship’s side. Before anyone can see, I race behind a stack of crates and disappear.

For a moment, I stop and think about Omega. She was really nice to me and Master Jaeruho seemed to trust her. If she really is a clone, then she’s not like the others. Omega is safe. I feel a warmth wash over me and that’s when I see her! She’s hurrying down a hallway and I think there are people with her! I follow the nice, warm feeling out of the hangar and down the maze of halls.

On Onderon…

Crosshair’s POV

The Marauder drops out of hyperspace and I can see Onderon in the distance. I pilot the ship through the planet’s atmosphere and make sure to land in the dense forest for cover. My coordinates are just 5 klicks northeast of here. No problem. I grab my gear and sling my rifle across my back before slipping my helmet on. That’s when our Gonk droid powers on and walks over to me. He’s always been a bit of an odd droid and he’s defective, like us, so he fits right in I suppose.

“Where others?” He beeps.

“On Kamino. This is a solo mission. We’ll go back for them once I complete my mission,” I explain to the droid. He beeps satisfied and heads back towards the gunner’s mount.

“Stay here and guard the ship. Keep your comms on. I’ll contact you when I’m coming back,” I instruct.

“Yes. Stay. Watch ship,” the droid beeps. I nod and walk out, locking the bay door shut behind me.

I make sure to input my coordinates into my helmet before starting to trek through the forest. The insurgents I’m supposed to eliminate have been causing enough trouble to get the attention of Governor Tarkin. Part of me wonders if they are surviving Jedi.

I climb over a fallen tree but when I’m up top, I take a look around through the scope on my helmet. Nothing. Good, at least I’m not being followed. I keep moving and weave through the trees, avoiding dense brush that I can’t get through. Hunter would just use his vibroknife to slice through but time is of the essence and I can’t spend time cutting through.

I do have to stop when I come to a small river. I look around and don’t see a way across. I reach on my belt and pull out the grappling hook attachment for my rifle. I attach it to the 300 foot ascension cable before loading it to my rifle. I aim for the tree directly across from me and aim up, a good 20 feet. I fire and the hook wraps around a tree limb and one of the prongs of the hook catches on the rope. I press the trigger to start pulling me and increase the speed so I practically fly over the water. I release the line and land quietly on the other side. I tug on the cable and the hook unfolds and the cable falls off the limb. I retract the cable and put the hook back onto my belt before continuing a brisk pace through the woods.

It’s been hours and the sun is low, almost set. I use my helmet scope to make sure I’m still headed in the right direction. That’s when I see a small dot of red! A heat signature! My eyes widen. I hurry up and after making my way through the woods, I come to a clearing. The heat signatures grow and as I get closer, I see even more. I climb up onto a small rocky outcropping and grab my rifle. I aim and when I look through he scope, I’m shocked to see civilians! I expected surviving Jedi but…but there are families and children here. Insurgents are insurgents, a passing thought reminds me.

“Pull the trigger, and you’re dead,” I hear a voice. I freeze and that’s when I notice I’m surrounded! They got me when I was caught off guard.

“Put the rifle down, clone,” another voice orders. I glare at them through my helmet before slowly lowering my rifle, knowing not to fight back.

“Take him,” the third, a female, orders and the other two people come over to cuff me while the female takes my rifle. I sigh but I don’t resist.

I’m lead through to the campsite. The other people see us and when they see me, they turn cautious and stare at me.

“Well well, I figured it was only a matter of time before you clones tracked us down,” I hear a man’s voice. I turn and see a dark skinned man with bright green eyes and a beard approach me from the shadows. He’s wearing worn, mismatching armor and appears to be the leader of these insurgents.

“Who are you?” I ask gruffly.

“Humph, my name doesn’t matter. What’s important is that you are my prisoner now. Where are the rest of your clone brothers?” He asks.

“Kamino,” I respond sarcastically, however truthful. His face hardens.

“I don’t think you understand your predicament,” he says.

“Take his helmet off, I wanna see his face,” he orders and that’s when my helmet’s yanked off. It takes a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dim sunset lighting and I see the man staring me down. I glare back at him.

“Hmm…You’re a clone alright. Armor’s different, you a commander?” he asks, trying to figure out who I am. I stay quiet before looking around. The children are hiding behind the adults, glaring up at me. The young man in faded, worn armor chuckles humorlessly, getting my attention.

“Not expecting to see the truth?” He asks.

“You are insurgents-“ I say.

“That’s what they told you?! Well take a good look at who you were sent to destroy!” he snaps angrily.

“Makes you wonder what else they aren’t telling you,” he says.

“So what do you want?” I ask.

“I’m not going to kill you if that’s what you’re wondering,” he informs me.

“We fight against the tyranny of the newly formed Empire ever since Chancellor Palpatine unjustly declared himself Emperor,” he says.

“The Jedi tried to assassinate the Emperor. They are traitors to the Empire, just like all of you,” I growl.

“Humph, the other clones like Captain Rex sure are smarter than you,” he says and my eyes widen at the name.

“You..know Captain Rex?” I ask. He nods.

“We fought side by side with the clones once. And now, the Jedi are dead. Most of the clones have turned on the citizens they were supposed to protect and killed their Generals in cold blood. There’s no one who can fight for us now, we have to take our own freedom,” he says.

I will admit to being caught off guard, but good soldiers follow orders.

“Most clones?” I ask, thinking on the man’s words.

“You could’ve pulled the trigger earlier. But you looked to see who we were,” he says.

“Why?” He asks.

“It didn’t feel right,” I admit quietly and he nods.

“The clones helped free Onderon. Without them, we wouldn’t be here. The War with the Separatists may be over, but the civil war is just beginning. You can either adapt and survive or die with the past. The choice is yours,” he says, moving behind me. He uncuffs me and I rub my wrists.

“You know I’m only here for my mission. I don’t care what happens to you or Onderon, as long as I destroy the insurgents but…wanting to follow your own path shouldn’t be considered an insurgency,” I say and the dark skinned man smiles and nods.

“Thank you. You’re not like the other clones,” he says and I nod.

“CT—9904, Crosshair,” I introduce, standing at attention instinctively.

“Crosshair, you’re a good soldier,” he says and outstretches his hand to me.

“Saw Gerrera,” he introduces as I clasp his hand with my gloved hand and nod.

“We should pack up and move, Saw,” the female says, handing me my rifle back. I take it and sling the gun over my shoulder. The freedom fighter to the right hands me my helmet.

“Right. Get everyone organized,” Saw orders and the others start packing up.

“I have to get back and think of a clever enough lie,” I say and Saw nods.

“Good luck. You’re welcome to fight with us any time,” Saw offers and I nod.

“Thanks, but I was born to be a soldier,” I say.

“Yeah, just be sure to be a soldier on the right side of the fight,” he says and I nod and put my helmet back on before heading back to the Havoc Marauder, thinking about Saw’s final words all the way back.

I hadn’t had time to dwell on it but the Empire is key to our survival. That’s why I need to be a part of it instead of being destroyed by it. Hunter and the others…they don’t understand. But they’ll see. They’ll all see in time. I contact Gonky to prep the ship.

Back on Kamino…

Maisy’s POV

I race down what feels like the 100th hallway when I suddenly see Omega run by. My eyes widen and relief washes over me.

“Omega!” I cry out and dash to her. She skids to a stop and spots me. Before she can call my name, I leap at and collide with Omega’s hips and wrap my arms around her waist. I was so caught up in the moment, I didn’t even see the people with her.

“Maisy! Wh-What’re you doing?! We were coming to get you-“ Omega asks. I pull back and look up at her.

“Troopers were coming in the hangar. I had to leave-but I found you!” I exclaim. She nods but before she says anything else, I spot the others with her and my eyes widen when I see they’re clones! I gasp and back away from everyone fearfully. Master Jaeruho—he…they…I feel frozen as tears stream down my face.

“It’s ok, they’re not like the other clones,” Omega’s voice cuts through the fear. I blink and look at her.

“They won’t hurt you, I promise,” she assures me. I feel myself take a breath as I sense the truth to the older girl’s words. I nod, sniffling and wiping my eyes before eyeing the clones cautiously.

“Who are you?” The trooper with goggles asks me. The others look at me.

“This is Maisy,” Omega introduces, holding a hand out to me. I take it before hiding behind her.

“This is Clone Force 99. Hunter, Tech, Echo, and Wrecker,” Omega introduces, pointing at each of them in turn.

“You’re the Youngling the longnecks were looking for,” the big one called Wrecker, says.

“Don’t worry, we’re here to help,” the one with long hair, Hunter, adds, but I stay quiet.

“The sterile room is just down this corridor,” Tech, the trooper with goggles says.

“C’mon, we have to hurry-“ Omega says and pulls me along with them.

We get to the end of the hall and stop in front of one of the millions of doors that look exactly the same. The door whooshes open and we hurry inside. Tech locks it once we’re all in. I look at the trooper with pale skin and a missing arm. Echo. His left arm-it’s a scomp instead. I look and see Echo’s legs are prosthetics as well. Echo looks at me and almost immediately looks away though I don’t know why. I look around the room and see it’s nothing special.

“What’re we doing here?” I ask.

“We have to get the inhibitor chips out of them,” Omega explains. I remember Omega talking about the chips from earlier, when I was hiding with Master Jaeruho and I nod in agreement. If those chips made the clones kill Master Jaeruho, then they need to come out.

“Echo, scan the computers for any information about the chips. Tech start up the medical scanner. Wrecker. Keep an eye on the girls. I’m up first,” Hunter says, taking off his bandana. He pulls out a vibroknife and shaves a small spot on the side of his head.

“Hunter-I found something from Captain Rex!” Echo alerts. We all gather around Echo and the console.

“Who’s Captain Rex?” Omega asks.

“A friend of ours,” Hunter replies.

“I…I don’t believe it-“ Echo gasps.

“What? What is it?” Wrecker and Hunter ask at the same time. I see tears start falling out of Echo’s eyes.

“It’s…It’s Fives-“ he says.

“Hunter-the scanner’s ready-“ Tech says, getting Hunter’s attention.

“Who’s Fives?” Wrecker asks Echo.

“He’s…he was my brother…we…we were the last of Domino Squad. I…I was at the Citadel with him when—“ Echo trails off.

“They…they killed him. Rex says Fives and Tup discovered the inhibitor chips and the Kaminoans…the longnecks kept them quiet. So they wouldn’t expose the chips, they were killed,” Echo says, his voice wavering as he holds back his sadness. I see Wrecker and Omega share a worriedly look so I step towards Echo and reach out, taking his prosthetic in my hand. He looks down at me and I look up at him silently, just an empathetic look on my face.

“I…I’m sorry. I never knew what happened to Fives and now…finding out he’s dead,” Echo says and I nod.

“You’re still here though. And we need you,” I tell him and he nods once, wiping his eyes with his hand.

“Echo, does the report say anything about what the effects of removing the chips are?” Tech asks, getting his attention as Hunter sits down on the table.

“Tup died after having it removed. According to Rex, Fives believed he was part of a plot, which we now know is Order 66,” Echo says, “he escaped Kaminoan custody and was gunned down by the Coruscant Guard,” Echo explains.

“If we remove the chips…we won’t know what’ll happen after, right?” Omega asks and he nods.

“Kid…if…if we do anything to hurt you or scare you…you have to use your Jedi powers on us,” Hunter tells me. My eyes widen. I poke my head out from behind Echo and stare at Hunter.

“W-What?” I ask, clearly shocked.

“There’s a good chance we’ll die but if we don’t and we still have to follow Order 66, then you have to save yourself and use your Jedi powers,” Hunter encourages. I look to Omega and she nods.

“He’s right. I don’t have a chip and I’m only Nala Se’s medical assistant—I’ll protect you but I can’t fight like a soldier,” Omega tells me. I find myself nodding.

“O-Ok,” I mumble and Hunter nods approvingly before laying on his back. We watch as Tech uses the scanner on Hunter’s head. Echo picks me up and I cling to him as we watch.

After a while, nothing shows up on the scanner.

“Tech? Anything?” Hunter asks.

“I’m not picking anything up,” Tech frowns.

“Try 3 millimeters up from my right temple,” Hunter says and Tech adjusts the machine before trying again.

“How does Hunter know that?” I ask.

“They all have enhanced abilities. Hunter’s is sensing electromagnetic pulses,” Echo explains.

The scanner machine beeps in error again at not finding anything.

“I don’t understand why the scanner isn’t detecting anything,” Tech says.

“Echo, does Captain Rex’s report say anything about how they found the chips?” Wrecker asks and Echo shakes his head.

“Just that the scanner found them-“ Echo says. I look between Echo and the scanner machine.

“I can help,” I assure them and before anyone can protest, I wriggle out of Echo’s grip and hurry over to the other side of the table so I’m near Hunter’s head.

“Turn on the scanner on 3,” I tell Tech and he nods. I reach out and put my hands on either side of Hunter’s head.

“1…2…3-“ we count together. I shut my eyes and take a breath.

“Remember Youngling, you are one with the Force. As a Jedi, the Force will always be with you. You are one with the Force, and the Force is with you,” I hear Master Jaeruho’s words echo in my mind.

“I am one with the Force and the Force is with me,” I say out loud and repeat it over and over.

“I am one with the Force and the Force is with me. I am one with the Force and the Force is with me-“ Hunter starts repeating the words with me. That’s when the scanner suddenly beeps!

“Found it!” Tech says, clearly surprised.

“Ok, Tech let’s hurry,” Omega says and he nods. Now that there’s time to at least sit and think about what happened, I feel how tired I am. I slump against the opposite wall and feel my eyes shut.

I’m suddenly shaken awake. Weird…I usually dream but…there was nothing this time. I blink and rub my eyes tiredly before yawning.

“What’s going on?” I ask tiredly.

“Everyone’s got their inhibitor chips out,” Omega tells me and I wake up. I look between the soldiers and see they are just smiling at me kindly.

“Do you guys feel ok?” Omega asks and Hunter nods.

“Never better kid,” Hunter replies. I see everyone has a small white bandage on the side of their heads.

“W-What do we do now? Master Jaeruho’s ship was taken-“ I tell them.

“We have a ship, the Havoc Marauder. We just have to wait for our 5th member to come back,” Tech explains.

“5th member?” I ask.

“Crosshair, our sniper,” Wrecker explains.

“We have to get his chip out when he comes back and then we’ll all leave Kamino together,” Hunter says.

“And…and never come back?” Omega asks tentatively and I’m just now realizing that she wants to leave like me. Hunter nods.

“And never come back,” he confirms and Omega smiles.

“Crosshair should be back any minute now. We have to get to him before the Kaminoans do,” Echo says and Hunter nods in agreement.

“Right, let’s go-“ Hunter says and the group heads out of the room.

“C’mon li’l Jedi,” Wrecker tells me, holding out his hands. I leap into him and he picks me up easily with one arm and runs out with the others.

Meanwhile, returning from Onderon…

3rd POV

Crosshair returns to Kamino, all while thinking on Saw Gerrera’s words. If he was going to work with the Empire, he would need to know EVERYTHING about the missions from now on. However, a thought keeps popping up in the back of his mind. Insurgents didn’t necessarily mean droids. But he can’t get the faces of the children out of his mind either. He couldn’t harm the children, even if they were rebels. The Commander was different, he was a Jedi. Crosshair sighs and leans back in his seat. His head hurts so he rubs his temple slightly. What was he going to say to Governor Tarkin? Hunter may have lied about that Jedi kid on Kaller, but Crosshair knows the Empire wouldn’t believe such a ridiculous lie if he were to say something similar.

Crosshair flies the Marauder through the stormy atmosphere of Kamino and into Tipoca City. He heads to the nearest hangar and lands inside.

“I’ll go get the others. Wait for us on the ship,” Crosshair tells Gonky, who beeps obediently. The sniper departs the ship and glances over, spotting an irregular ship. A T-6 Jedi Cruiser! Crosshair sees the ship is covered in magnetic locks and even blocked off, something Crosshair thinks is strange.

He hurries through the horrible sterile white hallways that hurt his eyes and that’s when he hears footsteps. He squints slightly and sees Nala Se! Crosshair swallows the lump in his throat that formed at the sight of the scientist.

“CT-9904, come with me,” she orders calmly and Crosshair silently follows the Kaminoan until he decides to speak up.

“I was to report back to Governor Tarkin,” Crosshair informs her.

“Governor Tarkin is waiting for us,” she says and his eyes widen slightly.

They get to Lama Su’s office and see that both the Prime Minister and Governor Tarkin are waiting for them.

“Ah, CT-9904, I hope my faith in you has not been unfounded,” Tarkin says.

“I’m afraid I found no sign of any insurgents,” Crosshair says and Tarkin’s expression darkens.

“It seemed as if they knew they were being watched,” the sniper explains.

“Well, I must say I’m disappointed. Perhaps you’re right Doctor,” Tarkin tells Nala Se, causing Crosshair to look between the two.

“CT-9904, we have decided to give you one chance to help yourself. Do you know where your squad is?” Lama Su asks. Crosshair glares at everyone.

“No. I haven’t seen or talked with them since leaving for Onderon,” Crosshair growls. He wouldn’t give up his brothers so easily even if he did know where they were or what they were doing. Lama Su and Nala Se share a nod before Tarkin motions.

Suddenly Crosshair is swarmed by the Coruscant Guard and is held down.

“H-Hey! Get off me! I didn’t disobey my mission! I didn’t!” Crosshair snaps and tries with all his might to break free, but the others have a firm grip on him. That’s when the sniper feels a sharp, cold pinch on the side of his neck before feeling tired. He tries to fight it off, but it’s no use. His vision is going dark and fuzzy and his eyelids are impossibly heavy.

“Take him,” Nala Se orders as Crosshair passes out.

The Kaminoans and Tarkin watches as the Coruscant Guard carry Crosshair out of the room.

“Let us know the results of the procedure,” Tarkin tells Nala Se, who nods obediently.

“Yes sir,” she responds before walking out.

Nala Se has the Coruscant Guard put Crosshair onto a medical table and put on the restraints around his wrists, chest, waist, and ankles.

“Clear the room,” Nala Se says and the Coruscant Guard exits the medical room. The head Kaminoan scientist turns on the machine. It sends an electrical signal through the brain to the inhibitor chip to amplify the chip’s effects. Crosshair tenses in pain and struggles instinctively against the restraints. Nala Se turns up the dial on the console and watches the electricity get stronger. Nala Se often had CF99 and even Omega hooked up to machines so she knows Crosshair can take it.

After 2 minutes, Nala Se turns the machine off. She waits a moment until she hears Crosshair groan before turning the PA on.

“CT-9904, can you hear me?” Nala Se asks. He groans.

“Yes,” the sniper growls.

“I will now remove your inhibitor chip, do you understand?” Nala Se asks.

“In-..Inhibitor chip?” Crosshair asks and that’s when Nala Se injects the sniper with morphine.

“Just relax CT-9904. Everything will be over momentarily,” the Kaminoan scientist replies as Crosshair passes out.

Knowing where the chip is and having personally installed the chips, Nala Se is able to easily remove the biomechanical chip rather quickly. Once the chip is out, Nala Se’s able to take a look at the tissue where the chip was connected. She inspects the area and sees the area doesn’t look damaged, so she removes the sniper from the machine and starts up another. It lasers up the incision and bandages the side of his head.

Nala Se injects a stimulant into Crosshair, waking him.

“CT-9904–how do you feel?” Nala Se asks him on the PA as she releases his restraints. He groans and sits up.

“I…I’m ready for orders,” Crosshair says and Nala Se nods approvingly through the glass window before walking into the room. Crosshair gently touches the bandage as he watches Nala Se enter the room.

“The inhibitor chips…they were for Order 66,” Crosshair realizes and Nala Se nods.

“You no longer needed your chip, so I removed it,” Nala Se explains.

“Will you still follow Order 66?” Nala Se asks. Crosshair nods affirmatively.

“I have reason to believe Omega is hiding something from me…or someone,” Nala Se says.

“The Jedi Master brought a Youngling with him,” the Kaminoan scientist explains and Crosshair’s eyes widen.

“Master Jaeruho was eliminated but the Youngling has escaped and has been hiding. But I believe Omega found the Youngling,” Nala Se tells him and Crosshair nods.

“I will eliminate the Jedi and anyone who helps the Youngling,” Crosshair says.

“No, do not harm Omega, even if she helps the Jedi. She is mine,” Nala Se orders and Crosshair nods obediently.

“Yes ma’am,” he says.

“Return to me when you’ve killed the Jedi,” Nala Se orders and he nods once more before walking out.

Back in the maze of hallways…

Hunter’s POV

We run briskly down the sterile white halls that hurt my head a bit. I look to my side and see Tech with Echo and on my right Omega keeps pace. I glance behind me and see Wrecker holding the Jedi Youngling with one arm easily. Wrecker nods once at me and I keep running.

“Tech—did you find the Marauder yet?” I ask.

“Yes. Hangar 13-B,” Tech says and I nod.

“That’s where the Jedi’s ship was,” Omega says as we run.

“We’ll have to be cautious,” Echo says and I nod in agreement with the ARC trooper.

“Anything on Crosshair?” Echo asks Tech.

“Hopefully he’s waiting at the ship for us,” Wrecker says optimistically.

“We just have to get to the ship and then I’ll go after Crosshair myself,” I tell him, trying to be more realistic but at the same time, not crushing Wrecker’s hopes and he nods.

We finally get to the hangar and I hear Omega breathing hard.

“W-Where’s Master Jaeruho’s ship?” Maisy asks, getting my attention. I look and see it’s mostly empty except for a lot of metal crates stacked up and the Marauder towards the left side of the large room. There’s no other ship. The Youngling squirms out of Wrecker’s arms and looks around.

“The Jedi’s ship was here earlier. We saw it,” Omega tells me as she catches her breath and Maisy grabs her hand.

“It doesn’t matter. We know our ship better,” I insist.

“Take the girls, power up the ship and wait for us. I’m going after Crosshair,” I say to the boys. That’s when I hear Maisy gasp and turn to the closed door. It opens loudly and the wall-sized door opens on the other side to reveal Crosshair along with shock troopers and Kamino troopers in gray. Crosshair isn’t in his regular armor. It’s all black and clearly Imperial armor.

“Crosshair,” Omega says, her eyes wide. I motion for the others to take cover behind the metal crates before taking a step towards Crosshair.

A tense moment passes and the only noise is the storm outside.

“Best stand down sergeant. Make it easier on yourself,” Crosshair says, shifting the toothpick in his mouth.

“Have you lost your mind?!” I demand, looking at the other clone troopers aiming at me and the rest of my squad, including the young girls.

“We should’ve followed orders on Kaller,” Crosshair growls. Before Maisy can try and sneak by, Omega grabs hold of her and shakes her head silently.

“I did what I thought was right!” I argue defiantly.

“You never could see the bigger picture. The Jedi must die,” Crosshair snarls and I see Maisy flinch and cling to Omega, burying her face in Omega’s stomach as the older girl holds her.

“Surrender and hand the Jedi over,” Crosshair orders and I glare at him before glancing back at the others. I see Wrecker, Tech and Echo put their helmets on and ready their blasters for a fight.

“Is that an order?” I ask.

“Hmph, I guess it is,” Crosshair replies.

“Well, I guess I’m disobeying that one too,” I tell him. I keep an eye on him and feel the others look at me. Crosshair flicks the thin wooden toothpick out of his lips as he glares back at me.

Lightning streaks across the sky before thunder claps loudly. I stand at the ready, waiting for Crosshair to make the first move. I’m not going to hurt Crosshair. Echo and Wrecker share a look as Tech waits for my signal. Omega looks at me as she keeps a protective grip on the Youngling. My grip on my blaster tightens and Crosshair’s finger moves to the trigger on his rifle.

That’s when I see him tense ever so slightly before aiming his rifle right at me and firing off a single shot! I duck behind the stack of crates the girls are hiding behind as the other troopers start to fire on us. The girls flinch as Wrecker and Echo start firing back. I make sure the kids are ok when a smoke grenade is tossed towards us. It hisses, releasing smoke. I look back and see Tech nod at me.

3rd POV

The smoke covers the room and forces Crosshair to switch his helmet’s scope to heat signatures instead. He looks through the scope and sees the rest of his squad along with the two kids taking cover behind the metal crates as blaster fire flies across the room.

“Tech get the ship powered up now!” Hunter orders.

“I’m working on it,” the pilot insists as he enters the ship and starts the power up sequence.

“Wrecker, clear the smoke on 3,” Hunter orders.

“You got it boss!” Wrecker replies and finds two large metal crate lids.

“Girls stay low,” Hunter tells the kids as they flinch when blaster bolts hit near them.

“1…2…3!” Hunter counts down before Wrecker jumps out and claps the two lids together, clearing some of the smoke. The demolitions expert tosses a lid sideways and hits 3 troopers, knocking them down. Crosshair watches before taking aim at Wrecker! Wrecker throws the other lid right at the sniper, who dives and rolls out of the way. As Wrecker reaches for his blaster, Crosshair aims and fires at him, hitting Wrecker’s shoulder! His helmet flies off as Wrecker falls.

“AGH!” Wrecker cries out in pain before he hits the ground. Echo and Hunter’s eyes widen in shock. Omega gasps and starts to run towards Wrecker, exposing herself and leaving Maisy alone.

“Omega don’t!” Hunter says, pulling the girl back just as the sniper shoots, narrowly missing the girl.

“He’s using Wrecker as bait,” Hunter explains to the older girl.

“But he needs help!” Omega insists. As Hunter tries to think of something to do, Maisy stands up and climbs up onto one of the boxes. She focuses on Crosshair and reaches out with her right hand.

Crosshair suddenly feels a tightness around his throat. He gasps and starts to choke when the pressure tightens.

“Maisy! Don’t hurt him!” Omega says, but the girl doesn’t listen. She doesn’t even hear Omega. As nearby troopers aim at the Youngling, Omega grabs hold of her and pulls her down, which also causes the Youngling’s Force grip on Crosshair to stop.

“Tech we’re out of time!” Hunter says.

“Almost got it!” Tech says as the engines power on. Crosshair gasps, taking a breath and rubbing his throat before looking at the Marauder.

“Seal the bay doors!” Crosshair orders. A yellow light and a warning sound rings out as the doors start to close to the outside! Maisy gasps and reaches out with both hands towards the closing doors. The gears grind and the doors screech at being held in place.

“Sir, the doors aren’t closing!” A trooper tells Crosshair. Maisy feels through the mechanical parts of the door and finds the gear shaft that helps with opening the door. The Youngling is so focused, she doesn’t even feel the blood that starts to trickle out of her left nostril. Maisy bends the gear shaft so much that it holds the door open itself. She gasps and pants, letting go of the Force connection, breathing hard.

“When I say go, you take the Youngling and head for that ramp and don’t stop. Got it?” Hunter asks Omega, placing a hand on the older girl’s shoulder. She nods, grabbing hold of Maisy’s hand as Hunter turns to Echo.

“Echo, we go for Wrecker,” Hunter orders. Crosshair aims his rifle.

“Only one way out Hunter. Your move,” the sniper says.

“GO!” Hunter yells and Omega takes off, gripping Maisy’s hand tightly and pulling the Youngling along with her as they run towards the Marauder. Hunter fires back to provide cover for the girls. Crosshair moves and a trooper covers him, firing near the girls. Echo sees and fires back, hitting the shock trooper. Maisy sees 2 troopers about to blindside Hunter, so she holds them in place long enough to get the sergeant’s attention. He fires and hits them. Crosshair, noticing the Youngling is distracted, takes aim at her! Omega sees Crosshair aiming at Maisy and grabs a blaster laying on top of a crate nearby. She lunges for the weapon and aims for Crosshair, firing a shot before the sniper could. Omega’s shot hit’s Crosshair’s rifle, disarming him!

Shocked, everyone looks to Omega. Crosshair takes out his blaster pistol so Omega fires a few more times, all missing Crosshair, but it forces the sniper to take cover and allow Hunter and Echo to get Wrecker and Maisy on board.

Crosshair runs after the ship as it flies off, still firing his pistol, but the ship quickly flies out of range. The sniper stops and takes off his helmet to watch his brothers fly away. On the camera security system, Nala Se watches Clone Force 99 fly off and Crosshair standing, watching them. She walks out of her office and to the Prime Minister’s.

The door whooshes open quietly and Nala Se sees Lama Su standing with his back to the door.

“Has the matter been rectified?” Lama Su asks.

“The inhibitor chip augmentation was a success, however..” Nala Se pauses briefly as she looks away.

“The remaining clones of squad 99 have escaped along with..Omega and the Jedi Youngling,” Nala Se says.

“Hmm, we must be cautious. Until the Empire’s intentions are made clear, say nothing,” Lama Su orders.

“Yes, Prime Minister,” Nala Se answers, bowing before walking out, leaving Lama Su alone.

The Havoc Marauder flies through space, leaving Kamino and Crosshair, behind. Echo has Wrecker sit in a chair as Tech flies the ship. Echo gives Wrecker a numbing shot for his blaster bolt hit and Wrecker whines in pain.

“Ow!” He says.

“Hey! Hey-hey-hey what’s that gonna do?” Wrecker asks as Echo rifles through a box. Hunter stands next to Wrecker as Omega and Maisy stand in the small hallway that leads to the gunner’s mount. Maisy looks up and sees a stuffed tooka toy that’s black and red and a white face. She grabs it and shows Omega.

“Look,” Maisy whispers, handing the toy to Omega, who nods, taking it and holding it gently with both arms.

“You’ll be ok. Just hold still,” Echo assures Wrecker.

“Look what Maisy found,” Omega says, showing the toy to the troopers. Wrecker gasps.

“You found Lula!” Wrecker exclaims. Catching Wrecker off guard, Echo gives the demolitions expert another medical shot, this time in the neck.

“Ow!” Wrecker exclaims and the girls giggle as Tech puts the ship on autopilot and walks back towards the group.

“Let’s see, hold still” the pilot tells Wrecker, holding his datapad out to him.

“Don’t examine me! I’m not a computer!” Wrecker argues.

“This will only take a second,” Tech insists.

“Get that thing away from me!” Wrecker argues as the girls walk off to explore the ship as Echo and Hunter watch them walk over to the cockpit.

Omega’s POV

Maisy and I walk into the cockpit and I walk over to the windows and look out at the vast emptiness of space.

“Pretty isn’t it?” Maisy asks. I blink and look down at the little girl.

“It is,” I agree. That’s when I hear footsteps. I turn and see Hunter approaching.

“Your first time in space?” He asks.

“First time…anywhere,” I say. To be honest, I’ve really only seen about half of Tipoca City, let alone Kamino in general. Nala Se wouldn’t really let me leave her laboratory.

“Impressive shot back there. Where’d you learn how to do that?” Hunter asks me, referring to the shot I made at Crosshair for aiming at Maisy.

“I dunno. I’ve never fired a blaster before. I saw Maisy in danger and…I guess I got lucky,” I explain.

“She’s not the only one,” Tech announces as the others walk in.

“I’m fine. It’ll take more than a blaster shot to put me down,” Wrecker says.

“You were down,” Echo reminds him.

“Yeah well not for long!” Wrecker argues, laughing and hugging Echo with his injured arm. Tech sits at the pilot seat and turns to Hunter.

“What’s the plan Hunter?” Tech asks. Hunter looks at Maisy.

“We have to get Maisy to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant,” I say insistently.

“Omega’s right. Maisy, we’re gonna get you back to the Jedi,” Hunter assures the young girl, who smiles and nods.

“With Crosshair gunning for us now we’ll need help,” Hunter says.

“What about your friends? Could any of them help us?” I ask.

“That…would be a short list,” Tech says and I frown.

“I can think of one,” Hunter says as he exchanges a look with Wrecker and Echo.

“Captain Rex,” the sarge says. My eyes widen.

“From the inhibitor chip report?” I ask and the others nod. I look to Echo.

“We have to find him and get his help. He knows the Jedi better than any of us. If Captain Rex still has the chip, I’m sure General Skywalker could use our help,” Echo says as he plugs into the ship’s computer.

“The 501st was sent to Coruscant. Maybe he’s still there,” Echo says and Hunter nods.

“We’ll have to hurry,” he says before turning to face us.

“Strap in kids. You’re not gonna wanna miss this view,” Hunter says. I take the copilot seat and look up at Hunter. I watch as Maisy climbs up into Tech’s lap as he powers up the hyperdrive. We watch in fascination as the stars turn to streaks of light as the ship lurches forward into hyperspace.

End.

Chapter 2

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[justalittletomato]

Home (Dad!Maul)

Timeline: 2 BBY 

Post Twin Suns...alternate timeline....

Tomatoverse AU 

@hannagoldworthy @literatureandqueen @eyecandyeoz @kimageddon @gran-maul-seizure @by-the-primes @storm89 @patchiefrog @stardustbee @any59 @apocalypticwafflekitten 

The Oppress household had changes slightly, with the increased Rebellion even the once “safe haven” of Dathomir was under threat. 

The Fortress was boarded up, its treasures locked away. The classroom with its 8 little chairs left alone, 5 of its students all grown and fighting in the war in the stars. 

They would return, one day but not today. The youngest of the students watched as Dathomir’s red surface faded away. Little Danica and Ava waved a sad little goodbye to the red planet. 

—-

Maul cursed as he again attempted to keep the ship together, it seemed as if each day that the damn ship was to break apart. 

Yet another thing crumbling before him. Everything had been fine…

No it wasn’t it was from fine and Maul had to remind himself and he loathed it entirely. His eldest two scattered in the stars. Cress on some mission of some sort with that Captain of his,Leta, fighting in this Rebellion. His Aster had run off on her own attempts to aid the efforts much to his concern. 

Running alongside Jedi much to closely that he would like, and he just learned some Mandalorians were very fond of her as well…

His own efforts in the fight against the empire? 

At the current moment keeping this damned ship from tearing itself in two. 

A small blue hand holds up the tool he needs. Another red one with another option. 

“They wanted to help,” His Starlight calls from the cockpit. 

Much of the time he would not mind it so but he was again reminded of how things had fallen to pieces. 

Crimson Dawn shambled, the Fortress deserted. 

Little Danica and Ava jostled from the home that Maul had built. He was angry, he was fuming that once more his life was being thrown about. This time…this time it affected the little ones. What wrong had they done to deserve this? 

Punishment by association. His very presence once again would again lead to ruin…would lead to…

“Fix? You fix?” Ava attempted, the small Chiss boy again holding up the tool Maul required. 

The Zabrak gave a weary sigh and thankful smile to little Ava, “ Yes I fix, thank you Ava, and thank you Dani this might help as well.” 

His youngest child, Danica grinned at the praise. She wanted to make sure her father knew she could help. She could be useful! 

Maul worked at the machinery and little Ava and Dani waited. 

—

“Buir the ship is cold again,” the little ones huddled close. Zabraks did not do well with too much cold. Ava while hailing from a cold planet was also not too fond of the chill. 

Maul immediately went to work to alleviate the problem as well as bundling the two with his own blanket. Starlight gave him a look, “Maul remember you must also care for yourself.” he acknowledged their advice but also the little ones were the priority. 

Keep them safe, make sure they were taken care of. 

Starlight huddled Ava and Danica in their embrace, warming the two and humming softly. 

Had they been back at the Fortress Maul could have turned on a fire in the hearth. Taken out all the rich furs and blankets to bundle them in. 

Not this constant patching up and hoping for the best. 

–

Home. Home was so far now, the Fortress…

Danica’s home. He lost his child’s home. Had he not sworn that she would be safe for always? 

“Im sorry my little Star,” he whispers into her dark curls as she sleeps. 

Dani stirs, “Daddy?” 

“Just making sure you are nice and bundled up.” he says

“Youre upset,” she rubs sleep from her eyes and yawns. Maul  gently tucks her into his arms and against his chest. He will keep her warm all night like this. His hearts thrumming and her chubby cheek pressed over them. 

“I miss home.” 

Danica makes a confused sound, “But we are home, Buir says as long as we are together we are home.” 

Maul gives his child a soft kiss to her curls, ever so thankful that his Starlight bestowed their child with such conviction. How happy he was that his Danica did not share his sentiments. 

“Your buir is ever so clever and is very right.” 

“Buir is very very clever,” Danica agrees, “Home isn’t a place buir says, its the people, if it was a place then we would never be home,” 

His Starlight had said that, long ago after Sundari was lost to them, Maul angered and seething that they were uprooted from the world that was theirs! The twins had their home stolen from them. 

“Their home is here…”Starlight had whispered over the sleeping Cress and Aster, “We are their home. We cannot attach to a place Maul…our lives have shown us that.” Maul didn't quite accept that, he wanted a Home. A place. But his Star was right.

“You’re home then my little Dani: you, Ava and your Buir…”

“And Cressie and Aster…even though their far away,” her little voice fades, asleep to the galaxy. 

“I am Home,” Maul says softly. And he was. 

[o-wise-corvid]

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Favorite Color: Oh man. Predominately a deep, pomegranate red but I love forest green, royal navy and gold also.

Currently Reading: Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy

Last Song: High Waves by Altin Lazer Blaster

Last Movie: oh dear… heck I don’t remember? I think it was the latest Minions whatever

Last Series: The Terror 🥲

Craving: Indian food, shakshouka, fried oysters, tater tots

Tea or Coffee: Yes. 😌 But no, tea is for autumn and coffee is for survival.

Currently Working On: HA HA. UUUUUUM SO MANY????

1. a SWTOR set series involving my Sith Warrior and just her adventures leading her to actually be more light side than dark. I’m aiming her at Theron Shaan but for now, she’s going to have a slightly abusive, manipulative fling with her overseer. Yes it’s very toxic. That’s the point.

2. Jedi!Maul AU with @thesitharts OC Path

3. Papa Maul and baby Mel AU… I have so many Maul and Path/Mel/Stance🥲

4. An original story called “We Face the Night” involving vampires and elves and mythical beings and just very high fantasy. I might post it on AO3 idk.

5. A series of met gala inspired drawings of my OC’s and those of some friends’. Still need some ideas for @smoooothbrain’s Uro.

If anyone wants to join, please do!

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Can I hear more about the Kaminoans? They looked definitely insect-like in that one sketch, but not quite moth? Like waspish or something, idk. Also, is Dooku there? What bug is he? What about Palpatine? What's the setup/situation behind the war, is he still playing both sides as a republic leader? Are the droid/golems the size of the small mothclones or their big forms? Who's leading Bly's battalion if Aayla is human? What happened to Anakin, and do we ever see Ahsoka again? Is Maul there? Could Echo have somehow been hurt and captured and repaired with like magic stone prosthetics like his canon arc?

The kaminoans are a type of bug that has been artificially evolved to absolute perfection, so it literally doesn't even exist in our world. And if you're wondering what kind of bug, they started with it was a stick bug lol.

I'm still thinking about what I'm actually going to make count Dooku and at the moment the villains of the clone wars, the ones I have a definite bug for are Ventress and the other zabraks in the cannon.

The set up/ situation of the war is on par with what's happening in the clone war, separatist's vs the republic, and both sides are still just as bad in different ways, the biggest difference with this story being this is a fix it au as in the result/ outcome of the war is going to be majorly different than what we saw in the cannon.

Yeah, palatine's still a bitch and Fox is even more tired now. Unrelated but in the lego cannon Fox has arachnophobia, wild spiders the ones that aren't sentient is still a problem in this universe. What's worst is the the separatists have found a way to control normal bugs, birds, and other creatures, so I mean you'll just have to see how that turns out ;w;.

The droids/ gollems are still a problem, some are the size of the regular moths as creating giant one's kind of become an issue as they won't be able to keep up with the opposing side. We'll see them soon so don't worry.

Quinlan Vos is the general for the 7th battalion and the 327th doesn't really exist here, the colors for them however are slightly different rather than just being brown there are hints of yellow in their armor anyway, Clone commander Faie (Fucking incredible you're never gonna believe what his name means :D) is the commander of the battalion and Bly is still under them but instead as an Arc trooper rather than a commander, I thought on this for a good while and I honestly cannot wait for you guys to see Bly and commander Faie in action.

I don't wanna reveal too much about what went down with anakin, but all you need to know is that at age 9 Anakin was taken in by the Jedi and trained and at the time Ahsoka was 3, but she remembers the last time she ever saw him. And yes. Maul was there.

ohhh :) you'll see.....

you'll see...

You'll see..

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[a-random-pillow]

Absolutely Random Star Wars AU

Made with Wheel Spin:

Reble Crew 

Poilet/Leader: Thrawn

Brawler/Figther: Rex

Gunder/Mechanic: Anakin

Jedi/Force user: Hera

Team Son/Daugther: Ezra

Droid: R2D2

Imperials

Leader: Obi-Wan

2nd: Leia

Mad Scinisteist: Sabine

Goon 1: Zeb

Goon 2: Han Solo

Future Traitor: Chopper

Inquisitor/Sith: Kallus

Droid: C3-PO

Others

Fulkerum: Maul 

Not Imp Sith: Luke

Pirate: Ashoka

Exiled Jedi: Mace 

Force Ghost: Kannan

New Mandalore: Cody

Bounty Hunter: Chewbacca 

Thoughts:

This ghost/rebel crew is a freaking mess! Thraw is leading which means the crew has to deal with regular art exertions and the blue man rarely explains his plans! I assume Anakin just kinda shows up on Thrawn's doorstep after Order 66 with Rex and R2 and Thrawn just decided to help him overthrow the government.

Since Kannan is a ghost and Hera is a Jedi... FORCE GHOST ROMANCE TIME BOISS!! Kannan dies in order 66 despite Depa's best efforts but he sticks around for... reasons idk. He meets Hera who is force sensitive in this AU and I assume he tries to teach her how to be a Jedi. They end up falling in love, despite Kannan being dead.

 Maybe Kannan is still the one who finds Ezra, he is still meant to be the boy's master but the kid can't see him yet. So he calls Hera who helps him adopt his son. Of course, Thrawn, Anakin and Rex are also space dads.

OMG Evil Obi with Evil Leia holy shit. Obi-Wan is a Sith with Leia as his apprentice, if Mustafar happens he probably thinks Anakin is dead so he raises Luke and Leia. Palps is probably dead as well since Obi is a Sith. Since Luke is a rogue Sith I assume he bailed on the empire because he is a good boy. He is probably trying to be a Jedi but he has zero clue how to or what it means to be a Jedi. 

Sabine and Leia are evil BFFs(Or gfs) and I love them for it. Zeb and Kallus are also gay and evil. Ashoka joins Hondo's crew, Maul is being a sneaky bastard helping the rebellion, and Cody is a king! Somehow I imagine this Mandalore is the most functional we've seen in a while. Chewy and Han are still friends I imagine, even though ones are an imp and the other is a bounty hunter. Mace is a depressed Grandpa who is very happy to find out he got a great-grand padawan and is less happy when he finds out Skywalker has 25% Custody.

All that not even mentioning the drama between the Skywalker twins feeling like they got replaced by Ezra. Anakin being that Obi took the kids and Obi-wan just wants them all to be a happy family(Yes even the ghost crew). This would be wild!

[apollo41writes]

Goodnight prompt 13/∞

Fandom: Star Wars Prequels Ship: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Qui-Gon Jinn, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker AUs/Tropes: Canon divergence, Amnesia Prompt: After 5 years from what happened on Naboo, Qui-Gon gets badly hurt and loses his memory about most of his life. His body remembers his training, but his mind thinks he's still a Padawan. Which is unfortunate, since his own Padawan is still just a 14 years old young boy. The Council thinks it's a good idea to leave Obi-Wan as the only adult responsible for both of them.

Extra details: So, yes, basically one of those stories where Qui-Gon survives his duel against Maul and he becomes Anakin's master. In the meantime, Obi-Wan becomes a Knight and goes do whatever a Jedi Knight does. At least until Qui-Gon gets bonked in the head so hard that he ends up thinking he's still just a Padawan himself, no memories of anything after he's like, maybe 19 years old. I just like the idea of Obi-Wan having to be a babysitter to both an actual teen and an overgrown one. Especially because in this one I think Obi-Wan used to have a crush on Qui-Gon when HE was a teen and still Qui-Gon's Padawan, and now Qui-Gon, still thinking himself a teen and technically under Obi-Wan's protection, has a crush on Obi-Wan. So there's this struggle within Obi-Wan because while Qui-Gon is technically an adult, he behaves very much like a teen; sure, Qui-Gon basically behaved like a very wise but rebellious teen even when he wasn't suffering from amnesia, but Obi-Wan still thinks that accepting those attentions from Qui-Gon would be morally wrong. Also, what would Qui-Gon say if he ever gets his memory back? And then there's Anakin, hopeless romantic that see what is going on between those two and tries to push them into being together in every way. Just lots of pining sprinkled with Anakin's shenanigans, I guess. And maybe Yoda cackling in the background, because Yoda being a troll is always funny. OH and also maybe Obi-Wan calling Dooku to ask him how the hell he survived having Qui-Gon as a Padawan and Dooku being his sassy sarcastic self.

[memoriesoftanalorr]

Star Wars Rebels AU A Tale Of Gray Jedi and Sith Pureblood

Chapter Ten: Beginning Of The Training

Aaron then wants make some rest or meditation and he was a bit thoughtful about everything. "Hmm first Dathomir, Smuggler's moon and then here, how far I've go and cause of that girl, heh, then let's it be so…" He think still he don't say about what he feeling about her yet but maybe this is easy to notice, who knows… He has attachment to her.  "This is not only this girl… You know your destiny is somehow bonded with her even when first time you meet with her when she was a very young." "Yes you're right. Even in first time we're meet, it's bonded us… I feel it…" Aaron said. "But remember… The line between light and dark side is very small don't fall with her to the dark… You must stay in balance…. Remember that Freya also like all of Sith has much more darker nature." "Yeah I remember that…" He replied and look away.

Freya in the same time come back to normal, she now feeling better and she take a deep breath and start meditation and she feel that she is not alone here. She feel someone's presence in the Force. "Darth Maul, he is here…. He looking for something." "But he don't know where you are." Ghost spoke slowly. "And better he is stay this way… You are not ready to face him." Aaron just wanted to visit Freya for some time and to know that she don't get into a trouble. He walked around. "Hmm, here I am Aaron." Freya tell to him she is near of a dark chamber…  A few holcrons levitating around her but stop. "I try to find new way and things about future… Hmm, I see you stop smell." She laught. He come closer. "And you still not in trouble or something like this." He said. "I am trouble for myself, so you don't need another one, " she opened her eyes. "Something happened… Okay, you think what I feel to you or what I want to do with you?" "Huh, well I'm not sure… For now I'm would focus on the mission… And think this can wait… And don't think that I afraid of you." "Hmmm, no?" She make a little smile. Then the ground under him shaking and he fall down. "Hehe, it's the best joke…" "How funny…" He was confused but she just want to joke on him, but then Aaron calm down but still. "Oh, well I must go away now, if this just games for you." "Aww, you are very easy to get angry, my dear Jedi friend…" She sighs. "You must cheer, my dear." "I didn't meant to, seems I have tough days. I need to rest. See you later." He kissed her but in a brotherly way and then go away. When Aaron get out from the female chambers, his face landing into something. "What you think you doing, boy?" "W-what? I'm don't know. I'm confused… I shouldn't be here maybe and shouldn't doing this and fool myself… I'm don't want to fall in love…" Maybe he is try to say he is not going to fall in love for a while or he try to say he love her like a sister. He didn't have a crush on her on someone else. "Why not? This is normal." Tell the voice…"Even if you are a Jedi. Someday, your Order allows marriage…" "I don't deserve love, ever my father doesn't loved me. I'm think it's better for her to find someone from her race if this possible…" "Love is not easy even for the Sith, especially in a young age, boy. I fall in love, I think but then this is only a passion. But it's not bad…" she smiled. "You better go to your master and wait until tommorow…" "Yes, I think, I need time for figure out my feeling." He calm down and smile a bit, go away then. On the next day training is starts, after resting the night in their bedrooms, both of them come in the main hall where Force ghost wait with one more Jedi there and also Sith ghost will not come alone, with him came a zarbak girl. "So you are our students." Started a zabrak girl. "Light and dark meets here."