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Cad Bane grumbled when he was hit by another empty box as his next prey tried to outrun him. A mess of now long blond curls bounced in all directions as Omega tried to outrun her captor, again!

The Bad Batch and her were separated when the bounty hunter ambushed them from out of nowhere. While running, Bane caught her with his rope extension of his gaunlet and dragged Omega away from the brothers. Down a alley way and another, Bane managed to shake the outraged clones of Clone Force 99. 

Omega reached for the vibro knife she secretly stole from Hunter and cut the rope. It recoiled from the potential energy and snapped right into the duros' face. Bane cussed in pain and Omega quickly took the chance to run away. 

"Hunter! Hunter come in!" There was no reply from the other side of the comm. "Damn it! Tech, Echo?" 

"WRECKER!" 

The comm was filled with static, sparks flew from the sides. It must have gotten damaged druing the drag. Omega slinked into the shadows in desparate attempt to get away from the hunter. A blaster shot when off dangerously close to her head, Bane was not far behind. She ran a little more and turned down a path, only to be met with a dead end. "Kri-" biting her tongue to hold back the cuss (more out of habit because if the bounty hunter didnt get to her, Hunter would just for the cussing). 

Grasping at her sweat leaded curls, she paniced. Bane's voice echoed off the walls that trapped the young teenager. "By hook or by crook, I will claim the bounty on your head"

Bane cornered her, holding her at blaster point. "Surrender, little lady. This does not need to be so hard."

"As if" Unsheating the vibro blade, Omega brought herself to a defensive stance. "I'm going back to my brothers. By hook or by crook!" 

"Your death, little lady" 

This is it. She thought. The last thing she would see, her life flashing before her eyes as a bullet would hit right between her chest. 

BANG!

Omega screamed. Dropping the blade and collapsing to the floor. 

Seconds passed and no pain registered. Eyes opening wide, Omega furiously tapped at her chest and face. I'm not dead i'm not dead i'm not dead.

"Maker's glory ! I'm not dead!" 

Her nose was suddenly filled with the stench of burning flesh. Tears silently filled her eyes. Mustering what bravery she had left, Omega cast her eyes to a pair of boots that no longer stood on the ground. Boots Cad Bane always wore. Squinting her eyes, she tried to make sense of what happened. "Shoot! He's dead" she whispered. 

"He definetely is now" Another pair of unfamiliar boots landed infront of her line of sight. Bane's prized hat dropped unceremoniously to the ground and the boot stompped on it. Your gruff voice echoing in the tight space.

If this person wanted her dead or caught, she would be already. Omega carefully turned her gaze to her... saviour? 

A hooded person in clad black clothing peered down. The red reflection from the helmet you wore reflected well on Omega's brown iris. "Get up" you demanded, voice hidden by the modulator of the mask. You watched as Omega lifted herself on shaky feet and collected her blade. Huffing tiredly, you yanked the girl to her feet. Omega yellped and quickly pulled her hand away. 

"Unhand me!" 

You tilted your head, "Snippy for someone who nearly became bounty chow." Omega scowled.

The longer you looked at her, the more you realized something to familiar but you couldn't place as what. Like you've seen her before. A long time ago. Then something caught your eye. Written on her gaunlet, was the words 'CT-99'. 

Omega nearly jumped out of her skin when you grabbed her arm. "What!? Hey, let me go"

"Plastoid? Clone trooper armor"

Omega quickly ceased, looking unsure at the person who caught her. "How did you come by this?" 

"It's my armor."

"Plastoid is only manufactured on Kamino"

"Duh. Nala Se made me"

Your grip on her loosened out of shock. "Made you?"

Omega had a frightened glaze pass her eye, "I mean...she made me my armor"

"How do you know Nala Se?"

Hissing under her breath from her screw up from spilling her life secrets she tried to cover up the story with failure. During her ramble, you turned around to search Bane's body for a bounty puck.

"Wh-What are you?" All color dropped from the clone's face as she saw her holo hover over the activated bounty puck. 

You on the other hand felt your body stiffen. So the rumours are true. Kamino made a female version of us clones. A shaky breath left you. You thought that after you only home was blown to bits by the Empire and after you and your brothers were decommisioned (mostly gassed and killed) that you were the only one left. You were after all a clone yourself. 

Gulping, you threw the puck to the ground and shot it mutliple times with your dc-17. Omega held her breath and stiffened out of fear. For a moment she tought you were going to shoot her. 

"Your a clone" You watched through the mask as she tried to say something but nothing came from her. "Answer me!" 

"Y-yes I'm a clone"

"Your a girl" She's grown so much, you thought.

"Genetic mutation"

Sounds familiar. "There were others like you. A clone force... 99, was it?" 

Some hope glimmered in her eyes, "You know them?". It was quickly replaced by fear, "P-please don't hurt them. My brothers. Please let them go"

Truth is, you saw some gruff men running past you earlier. One accidentaly bumped into you. During that small moment, you thought you saw one of your brothers. Though the other three had little resemblance, the still looked like Jango Fett. 

Squaring your shoulders, you grabbed her shoulders and pushed her rather roughly infront of you. "Get moving. Lead me to your ship"

Omega turned and begged, "No. Please no. Don't. You can't hurt them I won't let you"

Silence fell on the girl as you pulled out a blaster. "Walk"

Omega reluctantly fell into pace and directed you to the Marauder. The ship stood in all her glory, just like you remembered. Your hand gripped on Omega's shoulder to stop her. "Call your brothers out"

Nodding silently, she shouted for her brothers and they immediately came rushing out. 

"Drop you blaster! I won't repeat myself" Hunter came out with rage. Echo, Wrecker and Tech trained their blasters on you. "Do as he says" Wrecker demanded.

"Hmm. I think you owe me a thanks for saving her life" Omega was pushed forwards and Hunter quickly wrapped her in his arms. 

"Are you hurt? You alright?" Hunter bombarded her with questions as the others made their way over to her. Returning his attention to you, Hunter nearly growled. 

"You better get away from us. Or I'll gun you down where you stand"

"NO, Hunter! He's telling the truth." You watched as Omega calmed her brothers. "He... he killed Bane. He know's I'm a clone. That we're clones."

"But, you won't hurt us?" She peered into your mask. 

You stared at her in the heavy silence, "No" you said stoically. 

The brother's seemed to calm after a while when you didn't attack. "Get into the ship. Tech let's get out of here." Omega and the others nodded and followed Hunter's orders. Though he was grateful that Omega came back in one piece, there was something about you he could not pin point. 

"Problem?" Hunter nearly stumbled backwards when you spoke. You found his stare all to familiar. 

"...Who are you?" 

You stared back with the same intensity, "A ghost". Taking one last view of the Marauder, you spun on your heels and slunked back into the shadows. "Some other time, Sarge." you spoke just loudly enough for Hunter to reel in the shock. "How do you know who I am?" 

"I was not here. You didn't see me." You turned back just enough to see the clone. "And I didn't see you"

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From the shadows, you watched the Havoc Marauder take to the skies as Clone Force 99 left the planets atmosphere. Even after the shuttle had left, you gaze remained fixed to the sky. Shakily you brought your hands to the helmet, and clicked it to open. Gasping when the cool night air touched your face, drying a stray tear that fell down your stern face and onto the helmet. 

Your reflection bounced off the visor of the helmet, showing you the tatoo over your eye and the melted skin at the right side of your head. Gingerly your fingers ran across the tortured but healed skin as memories flooded back to you, again. Then your fingers traced the tatoo circling you eye. 

"They are alive." Relief flooded in your veins. You repeated the phrase a million times in your head. A rare smile adorned your lips. Maybe one day, you would be brave enough to reunite with them. One day, when CT-9904 finally seeks his revenge on the Empire for destroying his life and the life of his brothers. Your brothers. After all, you are the infamous sniper of The Bad Batch. You're, Crosshair.

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