I am still here, Omega, still with you little one (Tech and Omega) Part of Fandom Shorts series / Bad Batch One Shots Series
Random takes and scenes in space and time for various fandoms I love.
Inspired by Fan Art and the Fandom in general. I am still here, Omega, still with you, little one
"I thought you were dead, I saw you die!" Poor Omega cried
"No sweetie, I am still very much alive! You and me, will get out of here, together, and be totally fine!" Tech was, as a matter of fact, very much alive, despite Hemlock's oh so foul lies
They were together again, reunited, even if the both of them were in a bit of a spot, undenied
Well, the three of them were as it turned out, Crosshair too having been found, alas somewhat out of it, drugged for Sith!
The evil Doctor Hemlock having had his bad ways, fooling the others of their family, telling them the other three were all dead
But nobody could fool Tech, no, not even near death, being soon enough, all up in arms, which certainly put the charms on the stoic clone trooper bold
Keeping his family safe, no matter the cost, as it had been during the mission op
Gone awry, badly so, plummeting to his death, the way down too long to go
Alas, by a miracle and unforeseen circumstances, Tech had survived the deep, deep dive
And so, being here, in Omega's presence, being very much so, alive
"How can you? He is evil, pure and utter evil! And there is Crosshair… still unable to move!" Omega was in tears, her voice shaky, out of fear
Taking quick inventory of the place, finding anything and everything around him Tech could see useful for a weapon against their common enemy
It did not take too long for the brilliant mind to take stock, of all the possibilities open to him, the calculations positively flying through him as the cogs in his head churned
Picking up several items, clearing a space for the work to start, as being as smart as he totally was, had its perks in any kind of situation, and this, was no exception
"Here, take these, and this and that one!" The orders were flying around
Omega picking up fast, following each and every command to the letter, as Tech was the better and trusting him to get them away and to safety
"I will create a weapon, the next time they arrive, we'll make our move and get them!" Tech Omega assured, going to work without hesitation, the discomfort of the wounds of the fall never letting him stall, not even for a moment more
It really did not take that long, the two fine pieces of crude but effective weaponry ready for use, now only needed was a ruse
A few quick moves, and the three of them, would get out of the place, someone had called, pure and utter hell
As no lone prison or cell, would keep Tech and his family imprisoned, certainly not more than a day!
In one swift swoop, their enemy was quelled and the three of them on the run, out from the hellhole, towards freedom, the setting sun