My heart was literally pounding when I watched this scene. I was so scared one of them was going to die!! 😭
I loved how determined Omega was saving Crosshair!
She didn’t give up!!
She didn’t leave him and wait for the bad batch to come; she rescued Crosshair!!
She was determined to save her brother!! 💕
Also, Crosshair looked so panicked and it made me even more terrified for him! 🥺😰
Plus, Omega has good aim to shoot from the surface into the water. Just like Crosshair when he saved her and Azi later on.👇🏻👇🏻
Star Wars | illustrated by Liam Brazier
Instead of 50 years, let's make it 30 years from when Kix was found from stasis.
Bad Batch passed away because of their accelerated aging
Omega wears a armor that haves a piece of each original armor
Omega is in her late 30s now
Thank you @shadowlight17 for being my beta reader in this fic!!! You where a huge help with my spell checking and making sure everything was good!!!
It’s been 30 years since the rise of the empire, and Omega had witnessed it all. She watched her fellow clones fall to the empire hands due to the chip, she was trained and raised by the elite squadron known as The Bad Batch, learning all sorts of skills from them before their untimely passing. For the first few years after their passing, Omega felt alone, realizing that she was the last clone from the facility. She never imagined or dream she would meet another who shared her face. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
“Ugh… That informant better have been right when she said I would find more supplies in this sector. It's impossible to find Separatist supplies nowadays…” Omega muttered to herself as she came out of hyperspace, reaching the planet Ponemah. It was an isolated planet, apparently the empire never got as far as this planet, and from what the informant had said the ship was practically untouched. Omega made her way down through the atmosphere, following the coordinates that were given to her, and to her surprise she found the old dreadnought ship lying where it had fallen.. “Bingo~” She chirped out, flipping a switch and powering the hyperdrive down. The landing sequence initiated, she scanned the landscape and scowled slightly at the dust stirring up with the disturbance. The ship settled onto its landing gear and Omega swung around, heading for the makeshift armory.
Her armor was a mix of her former mentor’s armor. Echo’s chest plate, Hunter’s helmet, Wrecker’s shoulder and arm pieces, which she had to weld to fit her own arms, Crosshair’s codpiece and leg piece, and last but not least, Tech’s backpack. The rest of their armor was laid neatly on their old bunks, everything in it was kept how it was when her family was last alive. She still didn’t have the heart to touch any of it, especially Lula. Once Omega was geared up, she made her way outside. The dust hitting her visor made it difficult to navigate, but she eventually found her way inside the downed ship. Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust, likely blown in from the surface, but nothing looked too damaged. Thus began her scavenging, everything she found useful she would drag inside her ship so she made sure to leave no room untouched. “This ship is a gold mine! I could probably sell some of this stuff...especially the deactivated droids! I know those will go for a good price.” Omega said to herself as she made her way to the last room of the ship; “I have a good feeling about this one.” She commentated as she forced the door open, shining a light inside the room. It was the most damaged one out of all of the rooms. She was sure she could still rummage and hopefully find something useful. Omega moved broken pieces, crates that had nothing in them, and wires that dangled from the ceiling. Nothing. “Well, that might be that…” The words echoed around the room and she turned to leave. Something tugged in her mind, something screaming that she left something big behind. “....One last look wouldn’t hurt” she exclaimed, turning around and lighting her flashlight once more. She looked over at a specific part of the room where there was a large piece of debris laying against the wall. Omega made her way over and pushed the debris off, gasping out loudly when she saw what was hidden behind it. A human. No, not just any human. A clone. Omega cried out and fell back, her breathing was shaky and she stared up at the pod that held the clone inside of it. How long had he been here, why was he here, who was he!? Those questions would need to be answered later, right now she had to get him out of there. Omega got back to her feet and quickly worked to get the clone out of the stasis pod. He was still in his armor and he was still young, as if he was stopped in time. He was also heavy. “Thank you Wrecker for all those weight exercises!” Omega giggled to herself as she carried the clone back to her ship. Omega had made her own bunk into a small med area. She was grateful that the clone was still alive somehow. She put him on oxygen and stripped his armor off, leaving him only in his blacks. Omega sat on a crate as she kept careful watch over him, his chest rising up and down with each breath he took. “How is this possible…” She muttered to herself. A part of her was worried about this clone. Was he one of the clones that the chip was active and participated in order 66? Or was this clone captured before that… Her questions was about to be answered because the clone began to wake up. Kix eyes shot open, gasping for air and coughing. He was delirious after being in stasis for so long. immediately cried out, “The J-Jedi, I need to get t-to the jedi..!” He coughed, thrashing around on the cot, “Where am I-I?! Jesse!! Rex!!” Omega rushed to his side, holding him down on the bed to not hurt himself, “Breathe trooper!” She says authoritatively, her helmet still on. Kix’s gaze flicked up to the helmet and he stopped thrashing a bit, “H-Hunter…?” He breathed out. Shock and confusion painting a picture on his face. Omega blinked, how did he know Hunter? Omega slowly took her helmet off, meeting the clone gaze. “No… I’m Omega…. You knew Hunter…?” To be continued........
Crosshair & Omega in somewhere like S4...
Absolutely obsessed with this!!!! FAVORITE SIBLING DUO IN THE SHOW (absolutely DEVASTATED that we have been DEPRIVED of real time with them!!!) but Omega and Grogu are my favorite characters of ALL TIME!!!!!
he’s not big on hugs but he appreciates it
I know right! So fucking unfair because those two have ended up being my favorite (and two of my favorite SW duos of all time)!!! Not enough people do pictures, stories or fanfiction‘s specifically on these two it’s sad in my opinion. We don’t ask for much :(.
going to bed thinking about,,,,, the best goddamn older brother to omega crosshair woulda been,,,,,,, fuck you dave,,,,,,, *sob*
Could not NOT share this as I love both these and I do the Stitch voice for others lol. Plus, Crosshair and Omega are my favorite characters in tbb
*The Bad Batch watching Lilo and Stitch*
"Ohana means family, and family means no one gets left behind... or forgotten."
Crosshair: *glares at Hunter*
Hunter: It happened one time-
Crosshair: Three kriffing times.
Hunter: Well, you're here now, aren't you?
Crosshair:
Crosshair: Stitch would be fucking disappointed in you.
Hunter: Stop swearing in front of Omega.
ANYTHING WITH OMEGA ESPECIALLY BEING THE MAIN ISH PERSON BUT ALSO HAVING CROSS TOO IS EVERYTHING!!!! So incredibly happy to have found this!!! Although, RIGHT AFTER a seizure and now migraine SO HOPEFULLY I don’t lose this (not sure if this saves anywhere??? I’m sorry if I sound stupid at all)…. IF Fives was in this OMG YOU COULDNT GET ME TO STOP LMAO