Hilarious Rebels/Bad Batch crossover idea:
Everyone is chilling on Yavin 4 in a rare moment of peace. They’re enjoying this little respite to rest and recover. The Spectres is enjoying their time together, especially since they were able to get Rex and Kallus outside to enjoy some fresh air around the Ghost.
And then a heavily-modified Omicron class shuttle from the late Republic and early Empire era comes in for a hasty landing. It’s an . . . unusual approach to say the least, complete with a specific turn and a touch-down that few pilots would dare to attempt.
Everyone, especially the Spectres, are interested in what this means.
Hera remembers this ship and what its occupants did to help Ryloth during the early Imperial period. Kanan gets leery, by contrast, since he remembers Kaller.
And Rex just laughs, gets up, and casually strolls over to the shuttle.
When the shuttle opens, a blonde woman emerges from inside like a bat out of hell, rushing over to hug Rex. He is equally as excited to see her, retuning that big hug with equal enthusiasm. The spectators can hear the gonking of a GNK droid echoing from inside.
The woman is wearing an amalgamation of several different clone trooper armor pieces with some unique adaptations. Zeb is the first to comment on the massive knife attached to her thigh and the smaller one sheathed on her forearm. Kallus responds with an observation about the Zygerrian bow she’s carrying. (Using that weapon takes practice and skill.) Ezra is intrigued by the unique design of the helmet she’s carrying, especially with the skull motif on it.
Before anyone can ask who this woman is or how she found the Rebellion, Rex asks, “So, why do you need a cover story when your brothers call me in a huff?”
The woman grins and pulls out a ratty old red bandana from a pouch on her hip. (She’s got more pouches than seem necessary on her person, but she seems to know what is where.) That makes Rex howl with laughter.
“It was either this or Echo’s legs . . . and I already stole those as a prank three times,” the woman replies. “This was harder to steal honestly, but it was completely worth it!”
“This is why you’re my favorite sister, ‘Megs. I haven’t seen Hunter without that thing on in . . . maybe since Bracca actually. You know he’s going to call me to see if I know where you are, right?” Rex tells her.
Neither seem to notice the audience growing around them. With that landing and the age of the shuttle, how could there not be an audience? If they do notice their audience, they clearly don’t care. Their reunion is more important to them to worry about that.
The woman gives Rex a sly smirk. “Of course, he will. And you get to witness first hand the annoyance of Hunter with a terrible haircut. Cross pulled out the clippers again while Hunter was napping.”
That seems to make Rex’s day.
“Don’t tell me what new haircut he got. I want to be surprised.” Rex finally deigns to notice the group watching him. The Ghost crew especially seem fascinated by who this woman is. He slings an around her shoulder and asks, “Why is everyone so interested in my sister all of a sudden? You haven’t seem siblings reunite before?”
“We didn’t know you have a sister,” Sabine asks carefully. (She’s fascinated by the modifications to the shuttle. There’s no way it should be in as good condition as it is at its age.)
The woman shakes her head. “Hera did. She’s met our brothers and my squad before.”
Hera grins and laughs. “I have. It’s great to see you again, Omega. How are your brothers, by the way.”
“Oh fantastic. I’ll tell you about what they’re up to over dinner, if that’s okay with you. Rex should be getting a very annoyed call any time now from Pabu. Hunter will have looked in the mirror by now. I promised Tech and Wrecker I’d record Rex’s reaction,” the newly-named Omega says.
And that’s when Kanan finally finds his words.
“How the kriff are Rex and Clone Force 99 your brothers? They’re clones - male clones,” he asks, a myriad of emotions in his voice.
Omega sighs. This isn’t the first time that she’s had this conversation.
“Well, let’s just say some of us are little . . . deviant from the standard mold,” she replies. “Though, we prefer to be called the Bad Batch.”
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Guess who wrote more Yuko Lives AU. Although this is more like, AU of an AU I guess? It's angsty, and based more around a concept I've talked to @atanx about (hope you don't mind the @ mate). Yuko and Nishiki pulling some Servant of Evil type stuff. Just a quick little drabble but under the cut. Also, I made art to go with!! Very quick sketches but I hope you like em.
She saw the note before she even saw Reina.
The stupid woman had gone and grown a conscience. For all her claims of love, it had taken her about a week of seeing Kiryu again for that to go out the window, to mean nothing. That's just how it was though, wasn't it? When given the choice between the dragon or the koi, everyone always chose the dragon without fail. The dragon didn't even have to try, and the koi's efforts would go ignored at every turn.
She'd gasped when she saw her walk in. Again, despite her claims to love her brother, she somehow couldn't see through the disguise. Of all the people who should be able to tell...
She's not sure what they say to each other, isn't sure if she even had time to sneer out the disdainful accusation she could feel forming in her head, when next thing she knows, Reina's pointing a gun at her. Stupid woman.
She's shaking as she points it, apologies and accusations tumbling from her mouth to justify what she's doing. Begging for forgiveness as she turns her back on the man she thinks is standing in front of her and throws his decade of work under the bus. No. No, she will NOT let that happen. She's seen him work too hard, put too much effort forward, helped him too much to see this all be for nothing. To watch their family crumble because of Reina's weakness.
Weak or not, she's still pointing the gun. She raises her hands, attempting to calm her, to charm her in the way she knows works, but she's not having it. That damn dragon's broken the spell. Reina's finger is dangerously close to that trigger, and she's not putting the damn gun down. She's trying, by GOD she's trying to calm her, but her hurt and betrayal must be poisoning her attempts because oh God she's getting closer she's still pointing the gun she's going to shoot her she's going to shoot her-
The gun weighs nothing when she whips it from her pocket, but suddenly weighs heavier than lead when the bullet fires from the chamber and into Reina's chest. Her mouth drops open, her lip quivering as she stared wide-eyed into Reina's eyes, eyes that are also wide with shock, pain, heartbreak. A sickeningly long second passes before Reina's body hits the floor with a thud heavier than the gun in her hands.
She collapses to her knees, still gripping the gun like her life depends on it, as if she could somehow unfire it as she watches crimson liquid pool out from her friend. Her breath comes in heavy gasps, her heart that's faithfully served her this last decade yet she still fears may give out any day pounds loudly in her chest. Pumping precious, precious blood through her veins, as Reina's spills from hers, taking her life with them. She gives out a small, strained whimper before managing only a few tiny, wet gasps before she stills, her gun laying beside her lifeless hand.
Outside, Yuko hears the rain start to pour, and so too do her tears.
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