#this girl avi who i *had a name for immediately* (pulled from an old oc) is the reason for this post

[rosencrantzsguildenstern]

i have a very obscure problem which is often when i make characters i connect them in my brain to preexisting fictional characters that they in fact have very little similarities with. and then i call them by that name mentally for the rest of time even if i've named them

[writingforfun0714]

I can’t believe I’m actually doing this. I figured I should stop being so scared and just post, even if no one sees/likes it.

Here’s my first OC fic for Bad Batch. It’s a full fic based on my 2nd part of my HC of the Batch finding/adopting a Jedi youngling, here. I even drew a quick sketch of one of the scenes here.

Her name is Maisy and she’s a 4 1/2yr Jedi youngling.

I’m hoping to make this a multi-chapter/part fic.

Warnings—contains talk of mental illness/trauma, spoilers for Clone Wars and Bad Batch, headcanons, OC character, mentions of Obi-wan Kenobi, O66 trauma, 3rd POV

*I put OWK cuz my OC’s backstory is almost identical to Reva’s though isn’t really mentioned in this chapter.

**Takes place during ep10 Common Ground and goes to finale

**I HC that S1 and S2 of BB are about a year apart w/ each ep being about 3 weeks apart aside from the last 2 eps (which are 2 parts)**

So ep 10 is about 8-9mo from O66 (ep1)

About my OC—Maisy is a 4 and a half year old jedi youngling who is found by Omega during ep10. Having being told to stay behind, Omega meets Maisy when the youngling sneaks food from Cid’s

Older Sister

Chapter 1

3rd POV

The Batch rescued Omega from Bane and Shand and are finally back on Ord Mantell. They had just stopped to get some Mantell Mix as per tradition (and because of the whole ordeal Omega went through) to cheer the young clone up. Omega sits perched on Wrecker’s left shoulder as the squad walks through the alleyways back to Cid’s bar.

“How’s the Mantell Mix kid?” Wrecker asks. Omega eats a few pieces as she grabs more and drops some in Wrecker’s mouth.

“Better than ever,” she tells him as he nods in agreement.

“Yeah it is!” Wrecker exclaims before laughing.

“So when’s our next mission?” Omega asks.

“With 2 bounty hunters after you, it’d be wise to keep a low profile,” Tech turns around to explain to the girl as Wrecker sets her down.

“Tech’s right,” Hunter agrees, “There’s too much heat on us right now.”

“Ha! That never stopped us before,” Wrecker says when Hunter suddenly pulls the larger clone to the side a bit.

“The kid’s been through enough. She needs a break,” Hunter tells the explosives expert quietly before they glance over and watch Omega offer Tech and Echo some of her food. Echo takes a few pieces and sniffs them curiously while Tech gives them a small smile.

“She seems fine to me,” Wrecker whispers to Hunter before the sergeant of the squad heads into the seedy bar they’ve been calling home. Wrecker, Tech, Omega and Echo all follow Hunter inside.

It’s mostly empty aside from the regulars and Cid.

“I’ve got a mission for you boys,” Cid informs the Batch as they walk in and take seats at the bar, “A simple extraction on Raxus.”

“Raxus?” Tech questions, “That is the former center of the Separatist government. It has since become an Imperial outpost—“

“I’m not interested in a history lesson, Goggles,” Cid shakes her head, “You’re being hired to locate and free Senator Avi Singh from his confinement,” Cid shows them a hologram of the senator.

“My client will meet you at the given coordinates to brief you. Details are on this. Now get going,” she tosses a datachip to Tech, but Hunter catches it midair. The squad looks at Hunter questioningly.

“Help a Separatist?” Hunter asks and pauses, as if briefly considering it, “Not gonna happen,” he tells Cid, tossing the chip back to the Trandoshan bar owner.

“Your debt’s still not paid, remember?” She says, “A job’s a job.” She argues. Hunter motions for them to talk away from the group and Cid follows. Once they are out of immediate earshot of the group, Hunter faces Cid.

“I am not bringing Omega to a planet swarming with Imperials,” Hunter says definitively.

“So leave her here with me. I’ll keep an eye on her,” Cid offers.

“I don’t exactly trust you either,” Hunter admits, crossing his arms and Cid smirks.

“Good. You shouldn’t,” she tells him before continuing, “But if keeping the kid safe means more money in my pocket, then it’s in my best interest to do so, isn’t it?” Cid asks, poking the sergeant’s chest plate with her clawed finger.

“If anything happens to her—“

“Yeah, yeah Bandana. Just get outta here, will you?” Cid waves Hunter off after shoving the chip at him. He looks at her and sighs. He doesn’t want to do this mission, but they still have a debt.

Hunter walks up as Omega readies her electrobow across her body.

“Ready when you are, Sergeant,” Omega salutes excitedly. Hunter kneels down to be eye-level with the girl.

“Not this time, Omega. You’re staying with Cid,” Hunter tells her.

“But th-the mission. I’m part of the squad too,” Omega insists.

“Then following orders shouldn’t be a problem,” Hunter argues gently, placing a hand on the girl’s shoulder.

“Stay close to Cid and don’t leave this parlor,” Hunter orders, “Got it, soldier?” He asks. Omega groans with a sigh as she rolls her eyes a bit.

“Yes sir,” she answers Hunter obediently. He nods and heads out with Tech and Echo following. Wrecker gives Omega a pat on the shoulder as if to say ‘don’t worry’ before following his brothers out to the Marauder while Omega looks on sadly.

“Hey, Tiny, I got a mission for you,” Cid says, waving the sponge she’s holding a bit, getting the girl’s attention. She tosses the scrubber to Omega, who catches it.

“Now get scrubbing,” Cid orders and Omega frowns before doing as she’s told, albeit with minimal/low effort.

2 of Cid’s regulars are arguing over a game of holochess as the Trandoshan bar owner walks past them. Omega’s sitting on a bar stool, her head resting on her hand (with her elbow propped on the table) slowly running the scrubber on her spot, clearly upset about being left behind. Cid approaches the blonde-haired girl.

“Enough with the moping around,” Cid snaps, “You’re bringing the mood down around here.” She motions around to the mostly empty parlor.

“Sorry,” Omega replies sarcastically before going back to looking sad.

“Alright, I’ll bite. What’s wrong with you?” Cid asks.

“I haven’t heard back from them yet. Do you think they’re ok?” Omega asks with a shrug.

“They better be for what this job’s paying,” Cid replies.

“I should’ve gone with them on the mission,” Omega says, angrily shoving the sponge away, “It’s not fair,” she crosses her arms angrily.

“I’ve got news for you, kid. Life ain’t fair,” Cid says, grabbing the sponge, “You don’t like it? Stop pouting and do something about it,” Cid says, receiving a look from the girl.

“Maybe if you weren’t so helpless, those 4 laser brains wouldn’t have left you here with me,” Cid tells the girl.

Having had enough of Cid’s talk, Omega frowns and slides off the stool before angrily walking away from the female Trandoshan. The 2 regulars, who have been paying attention to them, look at Cid and shake their heads.

“What’re you 2 looking at?!” Cid asks, throwing the scrubber at the Weequay before approaching Omega, who’s sitting on the edge of a booth seat, sitting with her arms crossed, facing away from them. Cid approaches the girl.

“I’m not helpless,” Omega says, clearly angry before turning away.

“Look, kid, I told dark and broody I’d keep an eye on you and keep you safe,” Cid explains.

“Hmm-for how much?” Omega asks. Cid scowls at the girl and scoffs.

“Not enough,” Cid grumbles before leaving the girl alone.

Cid decided to join her regulars, a Weequay and a Tall (Tahl? Idk), in a game of Dejarik. Omega decided to go back to scrubbing the bar table down, but is also listening in/paying attention to the game Cid’s playing.

“You’ve got her cornered!” the Tall exclaims triumphantly, causing Omega to look over. Cid is playing the 2 regulars.

“Oh, yeah, I’m real scared,” Cid mocks before thinking about her move.

“Delay all you want, you’re not getting out of this one,” the Weequay says. Cid is about to press the button.

“I wouldn’t do that,” Omega says, stopping Cid’s clawed finger. The bar owner looks at the young girl, who shakes her head.

“Hear that? We got an expert here,” Cid tells her opponents before going ahead with her move. She presses the upper button and the holographic figure chitters and whistles before getting taken down by one of the bigger figures. The Tall laughs.

“She’s done for!” The Tall says to the Weequay. Cid scowls lightly.

“I told you,” Omega warned.

“Well, expert, what should I do next?” Cid asks and Omega approaches, joining the game.

The young girl studies the holochess board a bit before pushing three buttons in a specific sequence and watching the board for her results. Cid’s largest figure takes out the last 2 dejarik figures her regulars had, causing the Tall to groan in frustration.

“You blew it!” He exclaims, shoving the Weequay a bit.

“Yeah, but you’re the one who said to bet it all!” The Weequay argues.

“You wanna take this outside?!” The Tall asks.

“Gladly!” The Weequay answers and they head outside to fight while Cid stares in disbelief.

“How’d you know to do that?” She asks the girl curiously. Omega smiles.

“It’s a strategy game. I’m good at strategy,” she says and Cid thinks for a moment.

“Hmm..how good? Enough to uh…win a few matches for some money?” Cid asks.

“Depends…what’s my cut?” Omega asks smartly.

“Hmm..30%,” Cid offers. Omega thinks on it briefly.

“60,” the girl counters. Cid thinks it over and nods.

At first, customers trickle in but once they start playing, and losing to Omega, a crowd starts to form and word of mouth spreads, bringing in all sorts of people. Despite the large, outstanding debt the Bad Batch owes, Omega’s able to win it back and then some with only 7 games. The girl just finishes off her latest opponent and the crowd cheers.

“Better luck next time,” Cid tells the male Nautolan, who pays Cid, who in turn, splits the credits with Omega.

“Can I use the refresher?” Omega asks and Cid nods.

“5 minute break everyone—refresh your drinks, and get your credits,” Cid tells the crowd that is gathered around the dejarik board. Omega hurries to the restroom at the back of the bar.

Once she’s done, Omega heads out to hear Cid grunting and calling out.

“Hey! Hey get back here you little thief!” Cid exclaims. Omega frowns and hurries into the parlor and spots Cid holding a small scrawny girl by her wrist. Omega sees the girl is wearing tattered looking robes and has thick, wild, shaggy blackish brown hair and bright dark eyes. The little girl can’t be older than 5, but because Omega grew up around clones, it’s a little hard for her to guess ages (since most clones have accelerated aging).

“Cid! What’s going on!?” Omega asks as the little girl wriggles and squirms, trying to free herself from Cid’s iron grip.

“I caught this little wamp rat stealing food from behind the bar-“ Cid explains before turning to her regulars.

“Should we call the police?” The Tall asks and the little girl gasps.

“Don’t-“ Cid tells them as the little girl manages to slip free from Cid’s grip.

“Grab her!” Cid exclaims. The girl manages to dodge the Weequay and Tall but Omega manages to catch the girl by her belt.

“Aah!” The little girl yelps and struggles in Omega’s grip.

“Good job kid,” Cid says.

“It’s ok-I’m not gonna hurt you-“ Omega assures the squirming, wriggling little girl, who practically radiates fear.

“Easy kid-easy-“ Cid says, approaching cautiously. The little girl’s breathing increases to a rapid pace and Omega notices.

“It’s ok-this is Cid, she’s a friend. This is her bar,” Omega explains. The little girl absorbs Omega’s words and sees the young clone give her an encouraging smile.

“It’s ok,” Omega assures her as the little girl stops squirming. She looks at Omega up and down before sensing the truth to the young clone’s words. The little girl is cautious but has stopped wriggling and Omega’s grip lightens up considerably.

“My name’s Omega, what’s your name?” Omega introduces. The mysterious little girl looks between Omega and Cid. At first the girl doesn’t answer, afraid of giving her identity away. Her stomach growls in hunger and she blushes.

“C’mon kid, I’ll let you have whatever we have to eat if you tell us your name,” Cid bribes. The girl nods and Omega takes the girl’s hand in her own and leads her over to the bar stools.

Omega takes the seat to the left of the girl as she climbs up into the bar stool that’s as tall as her. The little girl has to shift to her knees to reach the bar table. Cid offers the girl a cup of water and she takes it immediately.

“Thank you,” the little girl says before gulping down the whole glass. Cid smirks while Omega genuinely smiles.

“She talks,” Cid says and the little girl nods as she eyes the bowl of fries she got caught eating. Cid notices.

“You like those huh? I think we have more somewhere-“ Cid says and walks to the back to find more, leaving Omega alone with the girl.

“So, what’s your name?” Omega asks once they’re alone.

“Maisy…I’m Maisy,” the little girl introduces shyly. Omega smiles.

“Nice to meet you Maisy,” she says before her face falls.

“Are…you by yourself?” Omega asks. Maisy’s eyes widen and she tenses at Omega’s question before managing a small nod.

“I am…now,” Maisy replies sadly. Omega frowns worriedly.

“If you don’t have anyone else, you can come with me and my brothers-“ Omega tells Maisy. Before Maisy can ask, Cid walks back in holding a fresh basket of fries.

“So, did you find anything out, Tiny? Though I guess compared to her, you’re not so tiny,” Cid says and Omega smirks.

“She said her name’s Maisy and she’s by herself,” Omega explains.

“Where are your parents kid?” Cid asks the little girl, sliding the basket of food over to the small, scrawny girl who clearly hasn’t eaten in a while. Maisy looks up at Cid in confusion.

“Parents? What is parents?” Maisy asks.

“Parents, you know, the adults that take care of you-“ Cid explains. Maisy does remember one adult. An elderly man. There were other adults, but she remembers him the most. He was nice and kind.

“Gone…dead,” Maisy whimpers when she remembers what happened. Omega frowns sympathetically and places a comforting hand on the younger girl’s shoulder.

“It’s ok…you can stay with me,” Omega assures Maisy, who looks at her through teary eyes. Maisy gives a small watery sniff.

“Really?” She asks and Omega nods.

“I promise,” she says.

“Promise?” Maisy asks and Omega nods.

“It’s unbreakable, it’s what friends do,” Omega says.

“Friends,” Maisy repeats and Omega smiles. As she eats, Omega talks with Maisy, trying to find out any other information on the little girl.

“So how old are you Maisy?” Omega asks.

“I’m 4 and a half-“ Maisy answers before looking Omega up and down.

“How old are you?” Maisy asks her.

“I’m 11,” Omega tells her and the girl nods.

“There were a bunch of kids your age in the class above me,” Maisy tells Omega.

“Class?” Omega asks and Maisy nods.

“At the Temple,” she tells the young clone as she finishes up, licking her fingers. Omega thinks. Temple? She hasn’t seen any Temple on Ord Mantell since the Batch came to be in Cid’s service.

“Cid-what’s this Temple Maisy’s talking about?” Omega asks.

“Hmm, there’s nothing like that that I know of here. Could be the Jedi Temple on Coruscant…most everyone knows that one,” Cid tells Omega. Her eyes widen and she turns to Maisy.

“Are you…a Jedi?” Omega asks. Maisy blinks in shock at her.

“No-..No I’m not. Jedi carry lightsabers,” Maisy argues, remembering her master’s dying words. Omega frowns as if knowing the young girl isn’t telling her everything.

“She’s right kid, the Jedi I worked with carried those laser swords,” Cid tells Omega.

“Are you from here?” Omega asks and Maisy shakes her head.

“Have you been on Ord Mantell long? How did you get here?” Omega asks at once.

“I-I don’t know…m-my ship crashed here and…and I was taken. But I got away. I’m not sure how long it’s been, a few moons maybe,” Maisy tells Omega, who nods and thinks to herself. Maisy looks at Omega and while the young clone is deep in thought, Maisy’s eyes scan Omega’s face.

“A-Are you a clone?” Maisy asks Omega innocently. Omega looks at the young girl.

“I am…how did you know?” Omega answers honestly before asking.

“Your eyes. They look like Commander Fox’s…and he’s a clone. But..but I’ve never heard of a girl clone,” Maisy says, clearly confused. Omega nods.

“I’m different. I’m unaltered,” Omega tells the girl, surprising herself. She had just come to terms of who she is and yet, something about this little girl makes Omega want to tell her.

Flashes of Master Shaak Ti race by in Omega’s mind as she doesn’t have many of the Jedi Master. She knew the Jedi through the Togruta master in charge of the clones before Nala Se intervened. Omega wonders why this girl reminds her of the Jedi master…but the young clone suddenly wonders where Master Ti is and if she’s ok.

“Omega?” Maisy asks, getting Omega’s attention.

“Hm?”

“Are you ok?”

“Yes, it’s just…you remind me of someone from my home,” Omega says. Seeing Maisy not make eye contact, Omega realizes the younger girl is a bit uncomfortable.

Looking for a distraction, Omega spots the Dejarik board behind her and smiles.

“Hey, have you ever played Dejarik?” Omega asks the girl. She blinks and shakes her head.

“C’mon, I’ll teach you,” Omega offers and Maisy smiles.

“Ok,” she says and follows Omega.

They take the adjacent spots as Omega turns the holochess board on and explaining the rules and object of the game. She goes through each piece and their corresponding buttons.

“Ok, ready?” Omega asks and when Maisy nods, the older girl motions for the younger to go first. Maisy nods and starts off with a basic move.

As the moves go on, Maisy managed to corner Omega and beat the older girl. Wanting a rematch, Maisy happily agreed and the girls are now on their 4th game with Omega only winning 1 game.

“Are you sure you’ve never played this before?” Omega asks. Maisy shakes her head. Truth be told, Maisy’s life consisted of studying and training at the Temple on Coruscant. The Jedi had no time for such games. Once Maisy’s had enough, Omega tells Cid to resume the betting.

“Can I watch?” Maisy asks Omega and the older girl nods.

“Of course,” she says and pulls a seat over to her side so Maisy can sit next to her. The young girl smiles and hurries over as the next challenger takes the seat across the board.

The rest of the Batch finally return from successfully retrieving Senator Avi Singh. Hunter notices the amount of people first.

“What’s all this?” Wrecker asks, wondering why there are so many people wanting to go to Cid’s.

“C’mon,” Hunter says and they follow the sergeant inside.

“Man! No one can stop these kids!” A patron exclaims. Hunter and Tech push past a few to get a look.

“Of course,” Hunter says. Everyone’s eyes widen when they see Omega make the winning move. The crowd cheers.

That’s when Omega spots Hunter and the others within the crowd and waves at him.

“Alright, that’s it, no more bets,” Cid says, walking up to the Batch. Omega hurries over to her brothers. Maisy watches curiously from her spot. The others haven’t seemed to notice her yet.

“Where’d you learn to do that?” Wrecker asks, picking the young girl up.

“She’s a natural. I’ve never seen anything like it,” Cid says, making Omega smile.

“I told you to keep a low profile. This is the opposite,” Hunter scolds lightly, making Omega’s smile turn into a frown.

“Ease up Bandana,” Cid says, shoving Hunter roughly to get him to face her.

“Omega made enough money to clear off the debt you boys owe me, so try showing a little more gratitude to my friend,” Cid says, pointing her clawed finger at the sergeant, who blinks in surprise. She walks up to Omega, who is still in Wrecker’s arms.

“You did good,” she says, placing her clawed hand on Omega’s shoulder in an approving/kind gesture, making the girl smile again.

“Senator, glad you made it. Let’s talk payment,” Cid says, showing the Senator and his droid to her office to talk business, leaving the Batch alone in the parlor, since everyone cleared out. Maisy stays silent to watch the interaction between Omega and the men wearing clone armor painted black and red.

“You really paid off our debt?” Hunter asks Omega.

“I wanted to be useful, even if I couldn’t go on the mission,” Omega tells him. She looks at the holochess board and that’s when she spots Maisy’s thick, wild, shaggy dark brown hair poking out from behind and she remembers her new friend. She hurries over and the boys watch.

“It’s ok, they’re my brothers,” Omega says, holding something. The boys wonder who she’s talking to until she manages to coax a little girl out from hiding.

The Batch stare in shock.

“Hunter…Hunter this is my new friend,” Omega introduces.

“Omega?” Hunter asks, clearly confused at seeing Omega with a much younger girl in what appears to be Jedi robes.

“Woah,” Wrecker comments.

“Who is that?” Tech asks.

“I don’t believe it,” Echo says in awe. When Maisy looks them over, she suddenly recognizes them as clones.

“C-Clones?” She asks. Hunter nods.

“This is Hunter, our squad leader,” Omega introduces.

“Omega, who is that?” Hunter asks, repeating Tech’s question.

“This is Maisy. She’s my new friend,” Omega tells the sergeant. He looks at the little girl and she looks back at him with large, owl-like eyes.

“How did you two meet?” Echo asks and Omega explains that Cid caught her sneaking food.

“Who are you?” Maisy asks, tired of answering questions.

“I’m Wrecker-“ the largest clone introduces first and Omega smiles at how readily and easily Wrecker is to get to know her new friend.

“My name’s Echo..that’s Tech,” Echo introduces. Despite his modifications, he looks the most like the clones Maisy is used to. Tech analyzes her with his visor.

“Young human child. Origins…Coruscant?” Tech says and they all look at Maisy.

“You’re from Coruscant?” Hunter asks and Maisy nods and the boys share a look but don’t say anything.

“Omega’s been teaching me about Dejarik. She taught me how to play,” Maisy tells them and Omega smiles.

“Oh yeah? Well let’s put those strategy skills to the test. One match. If you win, no more sitting out on missions,” Hunter says, exciting Omega. He turns the board on and motions with his head to it. She hurries over and motions for Maisy to come sit next to her.

“You ready for this?” Hunter asks.

“Are you?” Omega asks back and the 2 begin to play.

“So Maisy…do you have any family or someone we can contact for you?” Hunter asks, making his move. The little girl shakes her head sadly.

“I’m…alone,” she says and Omega quickly pulls the younger girl closer, knowing that feeling all too well.

“Not with me you’re not. We’re friends and as your friend, I’m here for you,” Omega tells her, making a move.

“Omega-“ Hunter tries.

“Hunter-she has no one,” Omega insists. He sighs, making another move.

“We can’t take her with us Omega,” Hunter says and Omega frowns, clearly upset. Maisy looks away, clearly uncomfortable being talked about right in front of.

“Why not? Helping people is what soldiers do-“ Omega argues, making a counter move.

“We don’t have the resources. Besides, Maisy is a lot younger than you and needs more attentive care,” Hunter argues.

“I can take care of myself. I don’t wanna be a burden-“ Maisy argues.

“You’re not a burden,” Omega argues almost immediately before turning back to Hunter.

“Please Hunter? She needs us,” Omega begs. Hunter sighs and looks at Omega’s new friend.

Whether its her large pleading eyes or Omega’s insisting look, Hunter breaks first and nods.

“Alright,” Hunter sighs causing the 2 girls to light up excitedly.

“But there will be rules that have to be followed, understand?” Hunter says and Omega and Maisy nod.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Maisy exclaims happily before jumping into Hunter, wrapping her small, scrawny arms as much as she can around the sergeant. Omega smiles at the gesture and Hunter allows himself a small smile as well before putting a hand on Maisy’s back.

“Sure thing kid,” Hunter replies, though inside, wondering how the kriff he’s gonna manage this as Omega beings to tell Maisy all the great things about being in the squad.

End of Chapter 1

Chapter 2