A/N: A collection of drabbles set in my modern au where the Bad Batch raise Omega after rescuing her from the abusive hands of their mother. This chapter is just a prologue, more story focused one-shots to follow.
WARNING This fic will feature heavily implied past child abuse.
Inspired with permission by Evening Routine by The_neurodivergent_nerd.
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When Omega had first sent that letter to her older brothers, she never would have guessed that barely a week later she would be living with them.
She even had her own room! Sure it was small, so small that Omega suspected it might have originally been a storage cupboard. But it had a window and a bed that was all her own. They had even found the time to decorate it with fairy lights, a collection of dolls and some of their own things. Omega already loved it! It was far more comfortable and far more hers than the slab in the kitchen had been.
Her new therapist, a man with greying ginger hair and pale blue eyes that matched the soothing pale colours of his office, explained to her that just because her mother loved her, didn't mean that she had always done what was best for her, which was why she would be living with her brothers from now on.
She had daydreamed about it sometimes, what it would be like to meet her brothers. They had been taken away, by who her mother referred to as idiots who had no respect for science, before she had been born. That left only had old pictures their mother, Nala Se had stored on her computer to guess what they were like. The four of them hadn't looked very happy in photos, with their shaved heads and sunken features but Omega had told herself that this didn't mean they wouldn't have been happy to meet her.
And they hadn't been. In fact they had been overjoyed. Even though they hadn't known she had existed until she had sent that letter. Which had hurt Omega more than she liked to admit, even though she knew that it wasn't her brother's fault.
Omega, hadn't even been trying to meet them when she'd written it. She had just wanted to let them know that she thought about them all the time even if they didn't think about her (of course now she knew that they couldn't). She had managed to find an old address on Nala's computer, belonging to the man who had taken the boys away. Their great uncle on their father's side who went be the nickname 'Ninety-Nine'.
Omega knew that Nala would have seen any online message she would have tried to send so a letter had been her only hope. Omega had never been farther than her front porch so she had no idea where the nearest post box would be. Luckily, the postman was more than happy to tale it when she had given it to him when he had made a delivery to their house. Even promising to put a stamp on it himself she hadn't known you were supposed to do.
Still, it had been a long shot. The address had to be over ten years old by now so there was no guarantee that Ninety-Nine and the others lived there anymore. It turned out that Ninety-Nine had unfortunately long since passed, but the others still all lived at the house. It was old and rickety with additions that probably hadn't been approved by the local council. But it was theirs. And Omega instantly loved it.
She had even gained a new brother, Echo. Well, half brother technically. Same father, different mother. Echo had moved in with the others some years ago when his twin had died after the explosion that had left him with his prosthetic limbs. He took her to her first therapy session and afterwards he taught her how to cook real food that tasted better then any of the pills she had ever been fed.
Ever since Omega had sent the letter, she had spent every free moment away from Nala's watchful gaze in front of the door. Waiting to hide away anything her brothers would send back in return.
She had never expected for her bothers themselves to show up at the door. Especially not accompanied by a squad of uniformed police officers.
Hunter was the first to burst down the door. Even with his long hair and tattoo across his face that had aged beyond the pictures Omega had seen, she recognised his familiar golden brown skin and warm eyes immediately. As soon as his eyes found her, he had dropped to his knees in front of her and held her tightly in his arms. In the embrace of the first hug she had ever received, Omega fully allowed herself to realise that her life was seriously wrong.
This will probably get confusing but here are all the clones and their parents/guardians. Jango is biologically all their Dad. But they have different mothers/guardians. Their ages are in brackets.
Shaak Ti
Rex & Cody (27)
Fives (deceased) & Echo (26)
Kix & Jesse & Hardcase (25)
Dogma & Tup (24)
Nala Se
The Bad Batch (25)
Omega (10)
Plo Koon (Plo's fictional sister was their mother and after her death he gained custody of them)
Bly, Wolffe, Gregor
