I was thinking about how Omega is old enough to remember the batch still in the tubes. It's possible there may have been more clones but she was too young to remember.
Just to be sure:
CT-9902 is Wrecker
CT-9904 is Crosshair
CT-9907 is Hunter
CT-9912 is Tech
Nala Se carried a data-pad down the halls of Tapoca City. She pushed the button that gave her access to Lama Su's office. The head administrator motions her to sit. She does so and turns her chair to face him.
"you sounded quite adament about showing me you newest project ideas." He says.
She nods and shows him her data-pad, "I had three ideas for experimental units, using the Jango template."
"I see one of them is to blend human and animal DNA. That seems an interesting prospect but I do not believe our clients would approve." he says, giving her a sideways look.
"what of the other two?"
"crating an unaltered clone like Alpha except it would be female. What purpose would that serve?"
she points at the data-pad, "should something happen to both Jango and the Alpha clone, it would be in our best interest to have a back up."
"but why make it female?"
"females tend to be more nimble and have a higher pain tolerance. It may produce interesting results as we clone soldiers from her."
Lama Su mulls it over. "I can see your reasoning, but are females, humans in particular, not weaker than males?"
"yes, but they are no less capable on the battlefield. They are also biologically programmed to multi-task and have a higher empathy level, making them suitable as medics. It may also make it easier to distinguish her from the other Jango clones."
"very well." he reads through the last file, "enhancing specific traits of clones. What traits did you have in mind?"
"enhanced intelligence, physical senses, strength, hand-eye coordination, eye sight, empathy, endurance, and others I may think of later."
"that seems like a worthwhile experiment. You may do those two. I will discuss with our client as to the blending one. If they approve, I will pass your idea to another scientist."
"thank you, sir." she bows before leaving with the data-pad.
The process was simple enough. She removed the y-chromosomes and added x-chromosomes from another sample in their place. Now the sample was a female embryo. She put it in a tube to grow and started on the enhancements. Those were much trickier. It would take hours of searching to locate the genes linked to the traits.
Most of the ones with physical senses and eye sight enhancements were going well. Move around a few genes, replace some here and there. The first four survivors were already sent out to be raised alongside the regular clones. Eight more looked like they wouldn't make it.
Unfortunately most of the attempts to create a stronger clone failed because it's tiny heart couldn't handle the stress of its growth rate or deformities formed. The intelligence tests where not promising either.
It had been over a year and she needed to find a new process. She had tried to improve the genes linked to intelligence but she was stopped by the genes themselves. There seemed to be a intellectual limit within his genetic code. She needed to study more on human genetic history.
Two years later, a flaw had appeared in some who had been sent out. Two of the ones with enhanced senses had had strokes, a third had been overwhelmed while swimming that he drowned. She needed to re-calibrate the strength of their senses.
The ones with enhanced eyes seemed to be faring better. Four had been placed in commando sniper training. Two of that enhancement had developed permanent blindness and had been discarded.
Omega, the unaltered female, sat in a crib, drooling on a plastic toy fish. She, at least, had been successful.
Nala Se decided to amplify several's strength by chemically altering the Pituitary gland on a regular clone. One of the six has already died.
She attempted to re-calibrate the intelligence of several by stretching and adding more of the gene to the DNA code.
A year later, two of the strength based ones have made it to the birth stage. She removes them from the tube and cleans them off. She decided to raise them in the lab until she was sure they would survive. She places them in a crib with medical sensors monitoring them. Omega walks over and pokes her head through the bars. She pulls away and covers her ears because they were crying, "they're loud."
"yes. Omega, meet CT-9898 and CT-9902."
"how do we make dem stop?"
"we will wait them out, they will fall asleep soon. Now, go play with your toys and stay away from them." Nala Se orders.
"okay." Omega says, pouting. She plays with her plastic fish as a nanny droid comes in to care for the babies' needs.
After a few minutes Nala Se gets an idea, "Omega, I will be out for a few minutes. Stay here and do not play with them." She walks out the door.
Omega listened to her for two minutes before her curiosity took charge. She comes over and pokes her head through the bars again and gazes at one of the babies.
The droid watched her as she reached in and poked the baby's chubby belly. It twitches but doesn't wake up. She pulls away and smiles at the droid, "can I hold one?"
the droid thinks it over before nodding. "please sit."
Omega obeys and sits cross-legged. It moves her arms to the correct position. The droid then pulls out the one she had poked and puts it in her arms. "make sure to support it's head."
she nods and stares at its sleeping face. She smiles at it and decides to kiss its cheek. The door opened before she could pull away.
Nala Se gives her a disapproving glare, "I told you not to play with them."
the droid takes back the baby and puts it back in the crib. Omega lowers her head, "m sorry."
she checks him over before looking back at her, "you do not appear to have caused CT-9898 any harm, but I am disappointed that you disobeyed me. Go sit in the corner."
Omega sits and cries.
Nala Se sighs and returns to her work. She had brought with her another genetic sample, one from a female donor. The donor had been a scientist whose clones were to be trained as geneticists and cloners. The intellectual gene of this sample was more pronounced. She had found in her studies that intelligence was passed down through the female's genetics, making them easier to isolate.
She tried several methods of combining the two samples. Straight up mixing the DNA samples, taking the stretched DNA and replacing the male intelligence genes or adding it on top of them, waiting until the sample was developed before injecting it into the embryo, and taking half of each sample to combine.
Omega watched through the bars as CT-9898 and CT-9902 cuddled. She smiles as CT- 9902 sucked on his brother's hand. She looks at Nala Se and sees that she's too busy to notice. She reaches in and pets their soft blond hair. CT-9898 opens his eyes and reaches to grab her hand. She giggles and holds his hand. He smiles before falling back asleep. She desperately wanted to climb in and curl up next to them. She looks up at the droid, then at Nala Se. she decides to climb in anyway. The droid seemed unsure of what to do, so it taps on Nala Se. She turns to see what was going on and runs over to pull Omega off. She puts her down and glares at her, "what did I say?"
Omega rubs her arm and says sadly, "don't play with them."
"correct. Since you have made it clear that you are unwilling to obey, I will have them moved to another room."
Omega looks shocked at her. Nala Se and the droid move the cribs at an adjoining room and she locks the door. "you are never allowed in that room without me."
Omega nods before going to her corner to cry.
A week later the droid can into their bedroom. "ma'am, I have upsetting news."
Nala Se gets up from her bed, "what is it?"
"CT-9898 is dead."
Omega looks between them. She follows as they enter the room. CT-9902 wailed loudly as the door opened. Omega runs forward to look at them. CT-9898 lay on his back, glassy eyes stared up at the ceiling and he wasn't breathing. She reaches over and holds his hand, it was so cold. She pulls away and starts crying as Nala Se turns to the droid, "what happened?"
"sudden infant death syndrome. It seemed his body would not let him breathe." the droid says.
"dispose of the it and make sure this does not happen again." she orders. She grabs Omega's hand and pulls her back to bed.
Omega looked at the new ones. Three with enhanced senses and two with enhanced eyesight. CT-9902 had crawled over to CT-9904 and clung to him like he knew his brother was gone. CT-9904 wailed but that only made CT-9902 hold him tighter. Omega swore to herself that none of them would die on her watch again. She stood guard and watched them when Nala Se allowed her to.
Nala Se tested the senses ones to see how well they responded. CT-9905, the one with the lowest level of enhancement, seemed to respond only slightly more than a regular clone. She orders that he be moved to the regular nursery with the unaltered clones and she be given regular updates. She checks the other two, one more sensitive than the other. CT-9906 had the higher level and he threw up after a vibrations test. She moves him to a crib on the other side of the room.
Omega looks up at her, "why are you doing that?"
"I am splitting them into squads. They will be sent out in a few weeks to train alongside the other clones."
"okay."
Nala Se pulls out CT-9903 and moves him over. CT-9906 cried until CT-9903 curled up next to him. CT-9906 rolls himself onto his brother's chest and listens to his heartbeat. Omega smiles at how cute they are.
Of her ten intelligence experiments, five had survived to the birth stage. She monitors their progress and notices one twitching it's head. She analyzes it and finds one process had added an extra chromosome. She reads a document on how this manifested itself in humans. She shakes her head and pulls him from the group.
Omega follows her as she carried him to maintenance. She knocks on the door. A female Kaminoan answers with a bowed head, "yes, Ma'am?"
she hands him over, "This is CT-9910, he is deformed but he may be useful as a maintenance clone."
the Kaminoan nods and takes the baby inside. They return to the lab and she continues the tests. They all showed quite advanced learning capabilities, which was very good. She noticed that one, who was a half and half, kept squinting and leaning closer to the data-pad she gave him. She checks his eyes and realizes that he'd taken on her terrible eyesight. She sighs, "very well, CT-9912. You will have to make do for now." she picks him up and placed him with CT's 9902, 9904, and 9907.
she checks the other three. Two had started creating their own language. She picks up CT-9908 and they both start crying.
Omega picks him up, "I don't think they like being apart."
she thinks for a moment before putting him in the crib with CT's 9906 and 9903. she then takes CT-9914 from Omega and puts him in there also. The both quiet down and start babbling at each other.
She turns back to the last one. He sucked at his foot and seemed like he was trying to seem cuter. Omega looks up at her, "can we keep this one?"
"No. CT-9916 is going to be trained with the other clones. He will not be told of his condition."
"why not?" Omega asks.
"As a test. He will be monitored throughout his training and fieldwork."
"oh."
a few weeks later, Nala Se walked into the lab with a few other Kaminoans. They each grab a crib and roll it out the door. One of them picks up CT-9916 and carries him out.
"are you going to make any more?" Omega asks once they are all gone.
"no. phase three is to wait and see how this will turn out. If it is successful, then I will do it again."
these are the ideas that formed as I was writing this:
CT-9910 is 99. his symptoms line up with having down syndrome. He's deformed but super nice (most people with down syndrome tend to be really nice). A symptom is slow learning but his enhancement is heightened intelligence, balancing it out.
CT-9916 is Slick. you know, the clone who betrayed the republic because he realized they were all slaves. What if he was the one who had heightened intelligence and didn't know it?
CT-9905 is Glitch. He was a clone who thought he had the force because he could sense danger incoming and react to it before anyone else. Canonically, the clones can only be as force sensitive as Jango was (that is, not at all). So him having a lower level of Hunter's abilities makes way more sense.
The other squad I made are a Battlefield search and rescue team. They scour the field after a battle for wounded but alive men. They also rescue men captured by the enemy. They die before order 66.
CT-9903's name is Sure-shot. He is the sniper and team leader.
CT-9906's name is moonhound. He can sniff out men trapped under fifty feet of rubble and track someone who's been missing for days.
CT-9908's name is Tick and CT-9914 is Tock. They are called the Twins. Tick is their tech guy, while Tock is the medic.
There are two regs on the team.
Skip is the pilot.
Taze is second-in-command.
Their ship is a freighter modified for medical transport named "Heaven"
I may write a story about them but you can PM me if you want to borrow them. I have lots more details about each of them.
