HI I'M ALIVE I'M SO SORRY FOR BEING LATE

This last week has been really rough for me to be honest. My sister is here from New York (yay!) and Ahsoka came out, so Tuesday through Thursday were really chaotic. But here I am! Alive and with another chapter!

Ahsoka was good! I'm excited to see where it goes next. It felt so surreal to have so much from Rebels be put in! And I used to be a HUGE Doctor Who fan and David Tennant as Huyang was so fun. Plus, Baylan Skoll was played by Ray Stevenson(RIP), who plays the villain in one of my all time favorite movies, RRR. I'm honestly a little worried that Rex won't end up showing up. I dunno, it just feels like the show is looking forward. But still, very good!

With this chapter, we hit 250,000 words! That means combined with Fives Effect, I've written over 500,000 words. If only I could channel that into my original work. But thank you to everyone who has followed and enjoyed! It's silly, but I dreamed as a kid to have a successful fanfiction, but I was too shy to write any. I feel like that dream has been fulfilled. So thank you all!

poynt: I already reached out to you about your first concern, which I hoped helped! Also, interesting about that comic with Yoda. The Jedi seem to have an odd concept of not being able to redeem yourself in a lot of cases. You could have been HELPFUL, Yoda! And yeah, Barriss is a bit of a hypocrite. She might like certain parts of the Jedi Code more than others.

Aquarica: Thank you! It was nice to bring Cody and Padme back for a minute. We definitely see in the Bad Batch that the chips are not permanent. Which makes them really fun to play around with.

Back to the Bad Batch on Daro!

TW: Child experimentation

Mando'a translations at the end!

ABSOLVED: Chapter 34

Hunter took a step away from Rex, Tup, Fives, and the rest of the Batch. The sharp shouts of the handlers and the baying of the massiffs bounced around Daro's many trees, making it difficult to tell where they were coming from.

"Hunter." Rex said in a low voice. "Follow their trail. We have to find them quick."

The barking of the massiffs grew excited.

"They've caught our scent." Hunter said. "We can't lead the enemy straight to a potentially unarmed ally."

"We'll split up." Rex said. "Hunter, you track them. The rest of us will create a false trail."

Hunter nodded, but he was agitated.

"Head towards the base." He told them. "Tech, Echo. You need to-"

"Going to the base is too dangerous." Rex interrupted. "We shouldn't go that far unless we have to."

"We have to." Crosshair said in a dangerous voice.

"We came here to extract those troopers-"

"You came here to extract those troopers." Crosshair said, a snarl creeping into his voice. "We came to find our sister."

"We split into three groups then." Hunter said hurriedly. Their enemies were getting closer. "Tech, Crosshair, Echo. Go find what you can. Wrecker, stay with the regs."

Tech and Crosshair nodded, but Echo hesitated and looked at Rex. Rex gave a short nod and Echo relaxed.

"Get going." Rex said.

They all broke into motion. Fives reached out and patted Echo on the shoulder as he passed.

"Be careful." He said. "And good luck."

Hunter turned to the tell-tale signs of Gregor's escape and tried to wipe Omega from his mind. It was out of his hands

Crosshair ran. Echo and Tech kept pace with him, dodging trees and leaping boulders. Hunter had pointed them in the direction of the base, a few klicks away.

Kriffing regs. Crosshair thought. Rex was- fine, for a reg, but the way he had tried to make his brother more important than Omega made Crosshair's skin crawl. This Gregor had chosen to stay with the Empire this long. Omega never had any choice. She should always be the priority.

She would, at least to Crosshair. He had been ready to disobey orders to go after the information they needed. He would bet that Tech, Wrecker, and Hunter were too. Echo- Crosshair would like to think Echo would. But this mission had seemed to have touched a nerve with him, and he appeared reluctant to join them even with permission.

It didn't matter now. They were tearing through the forest, finally allowed to do something about their family being ripped apart. The terrain became steeper and rockier. Crosshair soon was climbing as much as he was running.

He skidded to a halt as Tech waved for him to stop. Tech pointed up and Crosshair saw a shuttle descending inside the mountain they were on.

"Definitely something in there." Echo said. "Are they on our trail, Crosshair?"

Crosshair looked behind them into the trees. He squinted. He could see the movements of the troopers and massiffs.

"They're far enough behind us." He said. "I'd like to see those mutts make it up here."

Echo nodded, signaled them forward and they crept onward. It got to the point where Crosshair and Tech had to heave Echo up a few outcroppings of rock. His scomp made climbing difficult sometimes.

Finally they crested a ledge and saw a great hole in the mountain, going down dozens of stories. It was rather like the sinkhole cities of Utapau that Crosshair had seen during their flash training. Except this 'city' was just flat grey walls with uniform lights.

"Let's take a closer look." Echo said.

They skidded down some more rock and edged onto the base proper. Finally they got to the brink. Crosshair was glad they hadn't brought Wrecker as he looked down into the dizzying depths. He activated his comm.

"Hunter, come in." He said.

"Hunter here." He sounded out of breath.

"We've found the base and we're going in." Crosshair said.

"Signals will be jammed." Tech added. "However, the need for extraction is unlikely."

"We'll keep our eyes out just in case." Hunter said. "But I haven't found Gregor or his friends yet. We won't be able to help for a while."

"Acknowledged." Crosshair said. "Keep an eye out for explosions. Crosshair out."

Echo took out his scope as they all looked down.

"Weird." He said. "I think I'm seeing the new natborn troopers. New armor and everything. But unless they're reusing the Katarn armor-"

"Unlikely." Tech said. "The Katarn was built specifically to fit clone commandos. Very few natborns would be able to use it with without significant problems."

"Then we've got commandos leading those squads." Echo said. "I didn't think the Empire was mixing clones and the new recruits."

Crosshair didn't care much for what the Empire was doing. He did allow Tech and Echo to stare into the hole for a moment before clearing his throat.

"We're here to do a job, remember?" He said. "What do you two need?"

"A terminal to the central database." Tech said.

"There are entry points we can access in the lift shaft." Echo said, pointing with his scomp. "That's our way in."

They only had to wait a few moments for a lift to come to their level. The three of them jumped onto the top, their boots clicking against the metal. There was an uncomfortable swooping of Crosshair's stomach as it descended. It was Echo who lifted his arm, telling them to prepare to jump. He jerked his hand and they all leaped.

Crosshair hit the wall and clung to it desperately. He might not have been terrified of heights like Wrecker, but he still didn't fancy falling to his death. He glanced back to see that the others had made it as well. He peeked inside the entrance. A few of the newly armored troopers were walking away.

The hall remained deserted as they clambered in.

"Good to see the Empire has kept up Republic security standards." Crosshair said dryly. "Hurry up and find that terminal."

His heartbeat was steady as ever as they crept through the halls, but he had to focus on his breathing to keep it that way. They needed information. This place had to have something.

"Here!" Tech said, beckoning to Echo.

Echo ran low to the ground and scomped in.

"Anything?" Crosshair asked after a moment.

"This encryption's new." Echo said. "This might take a while."

Crosshair turned and peered around. He couldn't hear anything, but that was Hunter's expertise.

"Huh." Echo muttered. "The muster report lists fifty clone commandos and one thousand TK troopers."

"I assume that the TK designation is for the new natborn soldiers." Tech said.

"It's like each commando is assigned to a group of natborns." Echo said. "Are they teaching them?"

"It doesn't matter!" Crosshair said.

Echo glanced back at him.

"I'm not only here as Omega's brother, Crosshair." He said. "There's information here that could be very useful for the Rebellion."

Crosshair clenched his jaw. He understood- to an extent and had no problem with Echo's work with the Rebellion. But the Rebellion had the regs and the new natborns to get information. Omega only had them.

"She's not here." Echo finally said, heaviness in his voice.

Crosshair sucked in a sharp breath.

"Is there anything?" Tech asked.

He looked ready to plug his datapad in and look for himself.

"Hang on." Echo said. "I'm getting there."

Crosshair paced as Echo's scomp whirred.

"There's definitely something about other secret bases here." Echo said. "Just mentions, nothing substantial yet."

Crosshair froze in his stride as he heard the marching of plasteel boots.

"Incoming!" He hissed.

"Redirect them." Tech said to Echo "Code-16."

Echo nodded and his scomp twirled.

At first nothing happened. And then-

An alarm blared through the hall.

"Kriff!" Echo said. "Tech, that triggered a security alarm! They know we're-"
Echo screamed as electricity leapt from the terminal and into his body. Crosshair and Tech moved as one, taking Echo by the shoulders and tearing him away. Echo jerked once or twice more and then was still.

"What the hell was that?" Crosshair demanded as he ripped Echo's helmet off to get at his pulse point.

All annoyance at Echo had fled as Crosshair searched for signs of life. A beat thudded under Crosshair's fingers. His relief was tainted by their situation. The enemy was surely on their way here now and Echo was currently deadweight.

"That was likely a security measure against infiltrating droids." Tech said. His voice was strained. The footsteps had quickened and were rapidly coming closer. "But I do not know why the code did not work."

"Figure it out later!" Crosshair snapped and moved to heave Echo up.

Tech took Echo from Crosshair almost as soon as he got him up.

"Cover us." Tech said.

Crosshair nodded. He scooped up Echo's helmet and raised his rifle.

"What's the plan?" He asked.

"Avoid capture." Tech said. "Buy enough time to find another terminal where I may safely determine our means of escape."
"And then escape?" Crosshair asked.

The first trooper rounded the corner and Crosshair shot him in the chest. The man fell with a scream. It was odd to hear a voice other than a clone's coming from that white armor.

"Precisely." Tech said.

They moved backwards. Crosshair dispatched each incoming trooper easily. They kept just- running around the corner without checking or even shooting from the better cover.

"The commandos can't be teaching these idiots." Crosshair said. "The regs aren't even this incompetent."

"Perhaps it is their first day." Tech said.

Crosshair couldn't tell if it was a joke or not. He smirked all the same. A commando had appeared and was applying actual military tactics. Crosshair unconsciously flicked his rifle to stun even as the commando's blaster bolts flew past his head. The other troopers had stopped coming. Either the commando had stopped their idiotic charges or they were all dead.

Crosshair paused in the hallway and let Tech keep going. The commando had unwisely established a rhythm with his shots. Crosshair ducked a few more bolts and waited three heartbeats. The commando's helmet appeared. Crosshair squeezed his trigger four times. Four stun bolts slammed into the commando's head. The commando fell to the floor. Crosshair waited for a moment more.

"Clear." He said to Tech after no more troopers emerged.

He took point, scanning the way ahead of them for any sign of the enemy. The alarm still screamed all around them.

"Is there any way you can shut that off?" Crosshair asked Tech.

"I do not know. " Tech said. He sounded unsure of himself, which was a first. "I do not know what went wrong with the code Echo used. If the clone codes are no longer viable, there is little I can do."

"It's likely, especially with all the clones that have gone AWOL." Crosshair said. "Don't want us coming in and messing their pretty little Empire up."

"I should have known this." Tech said. "I should have-"

"Stop it." Crosshair said. This was no time for Tech to spiral. "Let's just get out of here alive. Can you tap into their comms?"

"One moment." Tech said.

They paused in the hallway. Tech deposited Echo on the floor and pulled out his datapad. Crosshair kept his firepuncher up as he watched.

"They have identified us as clones." Tech said. "They do not have our precise location, however."

"Let's keep it that way." Crosshair said.

He replaced Echo's helmet and helped Tech get him up. Echo groaned slightly.

"If you can hear me, Echo," Tech said. "You must take some of your weight."

Echo shifted slightly, but didn't do much more. Crosshair beckoned and they started on their way again.

"Odd." Tech said. "Their current plan is to block off our means of escape and send in a lone squad to intercept us."

"Brilliant." Crosshair said. "A natborn plan if I ever heard one."

"A commando is currently giving the orders." Tech said.

"They're losing their touch, then." Crosshair said. "Fine with me-"

As he spoke, the sound of clattering feet reached his ears. He cursed and grabbed Tech to drag him and Echo into the nearest doorway. To his relief, the door opened and they stumbled into a briefing room. Crosshair would have preferred an armory, but this would do. Tech put Echo in a chair and hurried to the door panel. Locking it would give them some time, but Crosshair knew it wasn't a solution.

They froze as they heard voices and footsteps right outside.

"Sir!" A voice rose above the others. "I saw them go in here!"

"Are you positive?" That was a clone's voice.

"Yes, sir!" The first voice said. "They've locked it, but we should-"

The sound of a stun bolt cut the voice off. There were cries of alarm and protest, but they were silenced quickly by more stun bolts.

Then it was quiet. Crosshair and Tech looked at each other.

"An ally?" Tech asked. "We know that Gregor was stationed here and he defected. Perhaps this clone wishes to do the same?"

"We assume it was the commando." Crosshair said. "Maybe Hunter-"

The door opened. Crosshair whipped his rifle up. The commando was lucky that Crosshair's eyes were faster than his fingers. At the sight of the commando's raised hands, he was able to stop just short of shooting him.

A moment passed where they just stared at each other. Crosshair noted the practical pile of TK troopers at the commando's feet. There was one TK still standing, but their arms were up as well.

"You commandos?" The clone eventually asked.

"CT-99s." Tech answered.

"Huh." The clone said. "I'd heard they'd deployed a squad. You here for the others?"

"If by the others, you are referring to the group of commandos that defected, then yes, that was our initial mission." Tech said.

"You're in the wrong place then." The commando said. "They're out on the mountain, like I told them to be."

"We aren't here just for them." Crosshair said.

"You're going to have to cut that mission short." The commando said. "I'm going to barely be able to get you out of here as is."

"You are one of the rebels?" Tech asked.

"Yeah, and I was the only one who didn't get caught." The clone said. "I'm Crisis. This is Jaya. Let's get moving."

"We're not leaving without our intel." Crosshair said.

"You're going to have to." Crisis said. "They've shut down the database ever since they found out you were trying to access it."

Crosshair looked to Tech, his heart sinking.

"Without Echo we have little chance of breaking into the lockdown." Tech said in a flat voice. "And it would be difficult with Echo."

So that was it, then. The mission was a complete waste of time. Crosshair took a deep breath and pushed the anger and disappointment away. He needed to get Echo and Tech out alive.

"Lead the way." He said through clenched teeth.

He was failing his sister. Again.

"So you're telling me," Crosshair said as he followed Crisis down more halls. Jaya was helping Tech with Echo. "That you all decided when the Empire took power to stay instead of just getting out when you could?"

"A couple of us did." Crisis said. "We got them out easy enough. The rest of us figured we could do some good and knock the Empire down a few pegs."

"By training their soldiers." Crosshair said.

"By training their soldiers wrong." Crisis corrected him. "Gregor thought it was very funny."

"It took them this long to notice?" Tech asked.

"Well, they trusted our reports." Crisis said. He signaled for them to stop. A squad of troopers ran past, completely missing them. "They only found out when they tried to send some of them on a mission. Didn't go well at all."

He paused in front of a lift and inserted a card. The lift doors opened and they crowded in.

"So they decided to actually check up on our work in person and sent a few natborn veterans in. The jig was up pretty quick. I only passed inspection because I actually taught Jaya here to be competent."

"And what made you think you could trust her?" Crosshair asked.

Crisis gave a short laugh.

"We've broken too many rules together for me not to trust her." He said.

Crosshair raised an eyebrow and glanced back at Jaya. She hadn't said much yet. Crosshair narrowed his eyes. It was a stretch for him to trust a clone he'd just met. He'd need more than Crisis' word to trust her.

"Kriff." Crisis said as the lift moved. "The squad woke up and they know I'm with you."

"I don't understand why you didn't use kill." Crosshair said.

Crisis rounded on Crosshair, fists clenched.

"I'm not going to kill people I spent months with!" He snapped. "I'm not a monster!"

He paused and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry." He said. "A lot of these people came into the program thinking that us clones are just killing machines. I don't like to prove them right."

"But you're willing to let them die because they're not trained properly." Crosshair said.

He didn't really care either way; it just seemed odd to him.

Crisis turned away.

"At least it's not me pulling the trigger." He said. "Let's go."

Hunter crouched low, searching for signs in the wet pebbles of the river bank. The clones had been clever in crossing it. The massiffs were going to have a hard time finding their scent again. Problem was, Hunter himself was going to have a hard time finding their trail again too.

It'd been hours since the clones had been here. In fact, he had only guessed that they had crossed the river. He'd lost the trail on the gravelly shore.

Shouts and barking drew his attention. Rex had commed earlier, telling him that they thought that at least one of the massiff pairs had followed his scent. This wasn't a surprise, but it irked him. He didn't have time for this. He needed to find Gregor and the others soon. Right now his brothers were in an Imperial base and he wanted to be ready to help them if they needed it.

Hunter ducked behind a boulder as the troopers came into view. He watched the massiffs snuffle around the bank. Maybe they'd find something he couldn't, though he doubted it.

One of the hounds sat down and began to whine. The other kept sniffing and began to head downstream.

Ah. Hunter thought.

The clones had stayed in the river, likely until the cold became too much.

Thanks, pup. He thought as he aimed for the massiff's handler.

It was quick. Hunter felled both troopers with a single shot each. He let the massiffs flee. The poor beasts didn't have a choice in helping the Empire.

Like the clones. Hunter mused as he looked downstream. Kriff, the water looked cold. But the best way to follow someone was to retrace their steps. Even if those steps were in a freezing river.

Hunter took a deep breath and waded in. He'd managed to cross the river by jumping on boulders the first time. He had hoped to avoid this.

It was as cold as he'd expected. His lungs seemed to shrink as he got deeper. This wasn't the kind of cold you got used to. He'd be shivering until he got out.

He'd been trained to endure worse. He kept to where he didn't have to swim as much as he could, but the shores often disappeared under boulders and ledges and he was forced into deeper water. The current wasn't bad now, but Hunter could hear more rigorous rapids coming up.

Soon they were in sight: a mass of white foam and choppy waves. Hunter made a split second decision as he was pulled closer. The other clones wouldn't likely attempt to go through these. Hunter fought against the current, kicking out until he hit solid ground. With his feet under him, he dragged himself from the water. He felt like a drowned tooka. He paused. There was the river, the dripping water from his body, the wind, and the sound of-

"Wait-" He shouted, but it was too late.

A blaster bolt drove into his shoulder, knocking him back into the water. He gasped at the pain and cold as he vaguely heard footsteps and clone voices from nearby.

"Whatja shoot him for, Snap? That's a clone!"

"Yeah, cause all the clones have been on our side lately. Didn't kill him, anyway."

"You're iviin'tracy'uur, na'iviin'mirshe."

"Kriff you, Scorch, you know my trainer wasn't Mandalorian!"

"He's saying you shoot first and think later. I won't say he's wrong."

"Kriff you both!"

Hunter finally gathered his thoughts enough to prop himself up on his elbows. Through the water smearing his sight, he could make out four figures. Two were pointing blasters at him.

"Rex- I'm with Rex." Hunter said.

There was a smack of plasteel. One seemed to have hit another.

"He's Rex's, you idiot!" He said. "

"How was I supposed to know that?" The other clone said.

Hunter took the opportunity to wipe the water from his visor as three of the group bickered some more. The fourth approached Hunter and held out his hand.

"Apologies for Snap." He said. "He's a bit impulsive. I'm Breeze."

Hunter took his hand and let the commando help him up. His shoulder burned, but it wasn't the worst wound he'd had.

"Hunter," He said. "Clone Force 99."

"Clone Force 99?" One of the other three broke off from their argument. "The Bad Batch?"
"Yeah." Hunter said. "How'd you-"

"Omega talked a lot about you." The clone said.

It was like a punch in the face, chest, Hunter's entire body. He couldn't move. His shoulder was of no consequence, the cold was nothing. Even the pursuing Empire was miniscule in comparison to the words this clone had said.

"Steady there." Breeze said. "You all right, vod?"

Hunter's legs were trembling but he didn't care. Once he regained use of them Hunter lunged forward to grab the commando by the shoulders.

"You've seen Omega?" He demanded. "Is she here? Is she all right?"

The commando shook his head.

"Not here." He said. "But she was okay when I last saw her."

"Where is she?" Hunter said.

He didn't even try to keep the desperation, the hope, the fear, from his voice.

"I'm- not sure exactly." The commando said. "It was a facility called Mt. Tantiss."

Mt. Tantiss. A name, a place, a target. They could work with this. Hunter knew they could. Tech had had no starting place before, but with this- Tech had worked greater miracles with less.

"Tell me everything." He said. "Please- what are they doing to her? Why did they take her?"

The commando opened his mouth but the other, Snap, interrupted.

"I thought you were here to help get us out." He grumbled. "Tell me you've at least got a ship."

Hunter tried to reply, tell him the plan, but it refused to come out. Instead he fumbled with his comm, activated it, and shoved it at the fourth clone. He heard Rex's voice answer and the clone respond with a relaxed air, as if everything hadn't just changed.

"Calm down there, vod." The clone who'd seen Omega said. "They're using her as Nala Se's assistant. Don't know why, there were plenty of clone medics there. Omega thinks she was some sort of bargaining chip to get Nala Se to help the Empire."

Relief swept through Hunter. Tech had been right. It was Nala Se who had wanted Omega. Just as an assistant. Just as an assistant.

"Hunter, come in." Tech's voice came through Hunter's helmet comm. "We have stolen an Imperial transport with the help of one of the commandos here. What is your location?"

"Tech-" Hunter said. He couldn't care less about the mission at hand. "There's a clone here- he's seen Omega. He says that she's somewhere called Mt. Tantiss."

There was a long silence. Then-

"I can find her." Tech's voice was breathless. "It is enough. I can find her. But we must escape first. What is your location?"

Hunter heard himself give the coordinates. He vaguely heard Rex say something about coming with the Marauder.

We can find her. She's okay. We can find her.

Omega screamed. She couldn't help it. Whatever they had injected in her this time felt like fire burning through her veins.

"A gag, please." A cold, cold voice said.

A cloth was shoved into Omega's mouth, muffling her cries. Her stomach writhed and she heaved as best she could with the restraints. Nothing would come out. They didn't feed her the nights before 'treatments.'

The restraints began to cut into her skin as she struggled.

Please! She begged in her head. Make it stop! Make it stop!

The fire burned hotter. It seared her insides until she thought her tears would boil on her cheeks. She didn't know how long she burned. It felt like the hours trapped in Nala Se's lab.

Then- she felt something. Four people were in the room with her and she could feel them. Two watched her, only a little disturbed by the animal in pain. The third didn't see her as an animal. That made it worse because he didn't care.

The fourth was quiet, blank. But underneath she felt anger and grief.

"Doctor!" One of them said. "Look at the scans!"

"It seems we might have something to show the Emperor after all." Hemlock's voice said. "Return her to her cell for observation."

The restraints were loosened by an unseen person. Then careful hands lifted her. Omega tried to cling to them, but she was too weak and tired to move.

Hunter? Her fevered mind thought as she was held to an armored chest. Hunter had carried her like this once. She had fallen asleep watching the stars, and he had taken her to bed.

But no, if it was Hunter here now, he wouldn't have let this happen.

"Why does the doctor let the commando in the room while we work?" Omega heard one of the other voices say.

"It won't leave the test subject." The other said. "Something about its orders to watch it. They don't do anything unless ordered when their chip has been enhanced."

That confused Omega. No one had ordered these hands to be gentle. But they were. They removed the cloth from her mouth so carefully. They put her down softly. One even touched her shorn head. A spark of caring was there, and it was the only thing that kept Omega from giving up.

Mando'a:

iviin'tracy'uur, na'iviin'mirshe: quick gun, slow brain. A saying I made up meaning trigger happy or shooting before you think.

vod: brother

Phew, from the top!

Back with the boys. The Batch has different priorities from Rex and the others. Though Rex does have a point. Running into an Imperial base when you might not have to for uncertain information doesn't seem the smartest.

Crosshair is a joy to write. He's not quite a reliable narrator with how jaded and closed off he is. A bit of a recreation of parts of War-Mantle, but it's enough of a change to warrant it. I combined two of the scenes and had Echo input the wrong code directly. I feel like there needs to be more anti-droid stuff built into places. Echo's okay, don't worry.

I like the idea of Tech spiraling if he makes a blatant mistake. He's good at justifying them in most cases though.

Gregor says in War-Mantle that he didn't teach the troopers everything. I decided to take it further and have a few commandos actively sabotaging the training. Crisis and Jaya came from an idea I had about a TK trooper falling in love with their commando trainer. It HAD to happen. Oooh, complex feeeeelings. I think it'd be hard to kill people you got to know at least a little.

So in Legends, while in many cases the commandos were trained by Mandalorians, some weren't and absorbed the culture of whatever trainer they had. So Snap was not trained by a Mando, though I haven't decided what culture he identifies with.

And finally, FINALLY we get some information about Omega! Thank you Scorch! (if you don't remember, he spent some time with Omega and Fixer earlier in the fic.) He's on Daro in canon, so he's here now.

I feel REALLY bad about Omega here, but narratively, we needed to see how things were going with her before we went on to rescue mode. Any guesses on what they're doing to her? And poor Fixer is trying his darnedest to fight against his enhanced chip. They actually can't get him to leave the room during the experiments and they chalked it up to his orders. Nope. He's trying his best to look after Omega in some way.

Check out the discord! (I'm under misc and then superheroes for some reason) ./elibrary

I'm hoping to get Fives Effect out on time next week, but things might get in the way. Just hold tight.

Anyway, stay safe, remember to review, manifest Rex in Ahsoka, and I'll see you (hopefully) next week!