Yay Thank You So Much For Doing A Crosshair And Omega Fan Art!!!! I Love This Duo So Very Much (if You

Yay thank you so much for doing a Crosshair and Omega fan art!!!! I love this duo so very much (if you follow me you know that they have a huge place in my heart) and can’t find much of anything for them (TOGETHER I mean 😢).

Wish more people would create for them (especially Fanfictions because I love getting to read but them getting the chance to be brother and sister).

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ANYTHING CROSSHAIR AND OMEGA!!!! Have a obsession with these two especially together and I am so heartbroken that Crosshair choice to NOT go with the batch even though Omega really loves and needs him!!! WISH PEOPLE DREW PICS OR WRITE FANFICTION FOR THESE TWO!!! Can’t find many unfortunately so I may be some of the few in love with these two.

Echo and Omega

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Gen

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon)

Relationship: CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

Characters: CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, mentions of abuse, mentions of human experimentation, Started writing this at 1am this morning, Trauma, Family, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo Needs a Hug, Omega Needs a Hug (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Soft CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, Set post-season 1 of The Bad Batch, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo has PTSD

Summary:

"Echo," Omega said softly, her voice still wobbly with tears.

"Hmm."

"I'm really glad Rex and the Batch found you."

Echo smiled. "So am I, kid," he said. He reached his hand up to stroke her hair. "And I'm really glad you found us too."

I’ve read this one multiple times already! ESPECIALLY since there is a couple Crosshair and Omega moments (and not just barely there moment or whatever...people do NOT write much with these two...find more smut ones with OC than I do with anything involving these two at all) which made me SO karking happy 😃!!!

I can only find this chapter and not the rest to reread another time lol!!!! Thank you so much for these precious moments AND for Omega being FORCE SENSITIVE (want both SO KARKING badly lol). Loved how happy and proud Crosshair was of Omega and her love of weapons (she gets it from him obviously hehe).

The Bad Batch: Soft Universe

Chapter 6 - Medic. 

A large amount of time and rest had passed throughout the ship along with a large conversation that was hosted by the brothers about Omega's apparent force abilities. They had all simultaneously agreed to try and test this out whilst Tech tinkered with AZI in the back during the early hours of the morning. 

"Any luck?" Crosshair spoke, staring at Tech who had laid himself against the floor who was currently fiddling with several wires that fell from the droid Omega adored so much. 

"Some." He mumbled in response, "I'll be able to access hidden records with a little more time but to fully awaken him I'm going to need weeks." Wrecker soon turned toward the conversation, a little worried about what they  may find in her hidden records. He knew they had no choice and Omega was fine with it but still - he wasn't looking forward to finding out how they experimented on her.

"Will you be getting that info today?" He asked, Crosshair turning to him with a sigh. Truth be told, they were all worried. Tech grinned as an excited 'aha!' left his lips, standing in the process. 

"Yes." He confirmed as a blue hologram filled with various loads of writing and numbers appeared before them. "Hunter, Echo - You're going to want to see this." The other two brothers approached, all simultaneously crowding over the droid. Tech browsed through muttering the words under his breath.

"What's it talking about?" Wrecker exclaimed, a little Impatient but almost too afraid to ask. Tech typed a little something before turning to face his brothers.

"She is force - sensitive and they know it worked." Tech took a breath in, "They lied to her and said it didn't work because the force became too powerful with her - they were afraid and kept testing on her. The misery she kept going through kept her from connecting with the force as she had to have a relaxed state of mind and they never allowed that to happen. However, now she's with us the force has finally been re-connecting with her and what happened yesterday was it finally making itself known to her." His rant finally ended as her brothers shared various shocked and even confused ones.

"She's a jedi?" Echo questioned, rubbing his head. Nothing was ever Simple for this small family but they wouldn't have it any other way.

"No." Tech scrolled through the text a little more, "The force didn't come to her naturally, she brought it to herself - well Kamino did. This results in her just being a force user, not a jedi." They all just remained in Silence whilst Echo re-lived all of the moments he spent along jedi. 

"Won't she need appropriate training?" His question made Hunter sigh a little.

"None of us are exactly qualified to train her with the force."  He drew a sharp breath inward as he ran his finger tips through his strands of longer hair. "Blasters are no Problem, but the force?" He just shook his head as Wrecker piped up.

"Does she even need training?" Tech growled in anger as the screen ALI was displaying suddenly sparked and cut out rather drastically, flinching a little at the light. 

"Damn droids." Grabbing his data pad he hummed as he typed a little more, rapidly tapping at the screen with a sigh, grateful that he backed up the medical records onto his datapad prior to it working. "Omega will need to be provided with some sort of training to control it, otherwise she may fall toward what they refer to as the 'dark side of the force.' This means she may end up with the Empire if fuelled by anger."

"The Empire?" Hunter snarled at Tech, "How could you even suggest that she would betray us like that?"

"You thought I did." Crosshair interjected with a glare, his arms crossed whilst chewing against his toothpick. 

"That's because you did." Hunter Snapped back, pushing against his chest. Echo soon pulled Hunter away from him, Signalling for Wrecker to Stand between them.

"There currently Isn't anything to worry about, from my research she's very clearly Strong with the light side of the 'Force', which is our side." Echo noticed the sigh of relief with a mumbled apology for Crosshair who just nodded in response.

"Hunter?" Omega's voice appeared behind them which featured a light gown. "Is everything okay?" The constant hum of the Havoc Marauder could be heard as the hushed shouts and bundles of Spoken Information had been hushed. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah kid!" He smiled toward her, "We're just talking about your enhanced skill."

"You are?" All of that Sleepiness left her voice as she rushed over to her brothers who couldn't help but Smile at their little force wielder. "What about it?"

"We're beginning to discuss your training regiment." Tech Spoke, adjusting his goggles a little. "Your new abilities need to continue to be Controlled as you're their wielder." She stood in thought for a moment before gazing back up toward him.

"Who's gonna train me?" The members of the batch exchanged Various gazes toward one another, unsure who it would be.  "And how am I supposed to train? A blaster wouldn't work would it?" Crosshair just smirked at her enthusiasm for weapons, she definitely got that from him.

"Echo would train you as he's been with more force-sensitive People then we have and you'd train with your mind, not just your blaster." She pouted a little before Crosshair rolled his eyes, blasters would always be better to him.

"With my mind?" She was confused but very optimistic regardless. All of this felt new to her as any previous training within Nala Se's lab remained repressed in her mind, locked away and definitely not being released any time soon. " How am I supposed to do that?" Echo just chuckled at her, ruffling her hair through her moment of confusion and wonder.

"Don't worry, kid." Echo remembered what the basics were through overhearing and learning about their abilities from others. He knew that She'd be able to expand her skillset alone without any further training after he helped her nail the basics. "You'll do great and I'll teach you as much as I can alright?" Echo's words alone brought a smile to her face before the ship's control panel began to beep, Tech rushing over to approve the signal with Cid shortly appearing on a hologram.

"Cid?" Wrecker asked as they all made their way around the message. "Fancy meeting you here!" Everybody heard her sigh before seriousness coated her voice.

"Listen up, I know you can't come back to Ord Mantell for a while because of the kid and that's alright- but I have a mission for you all if you're willing to accept." Everybody's eyes soon turned toward Hunter, they knew he was the one who picked if we were to accept a mission or not.

"What've you got?" He replied curiosity leaking out of his voice, moving closer toward the hologram with his arms still folded against him.

"I need you guys to go to Geonosis to grab a droid and take it into your care for a while until you can return it to me at Ord Mantell." Ci'd smiled before waving a box of credits toward them all. "And this will all be yours - don't worry I'll keep it Safe."

"A droid?" Tech hummed, "What's it doing at Geonosis?" she sighed, snarling her voice a little, shaking her head. 

"Shut your mouth goggles, I thought I told you not to ask any questions? Just go and get the droid and then you'll get your credits. I'll send you all the information." With that, the hologram disappeared and they were left in rather confused silence. 

"Why did she send us on a mission to just collect a droid?" Echo asked, pretty annoyed. 

"I'm not sure, but it seemed worth the credits offered." Hunter replied, running his fingers through his hair. "We're desperate so at least it's simple enough." A beep echoed throughout the attack shuttle, Techs datapad lit up at the information received. 

"Okay I have the coordinates, shall we get this over with?" He mumbled, tapping away and examining the map. "This will truly be thrilling." His voice dripped with sarcasm as he requested everybody to take their assigned seats with Hunter next to him. 

"Alright, let's go then." He hummed, rapidly typing in the hyperspace coordinates before the stars became blurred - one of Omega's favourite things to see. The universe was fascinating to her and it always would be. Being trapped on Kamino in a small lab, she never had the luxury of exploring the universe around her until now with her brothers - any mission to her was a welcome one. 

"So what's the plan?" Omega asked, gazing toward Hunter who always controlled that aspect. 

"We're going to go into the cave system quickly and quietly. Tech I want you to focus on the map and keep us guided. Wrecker, you need to keep our path clear. Echo and Crosshair I want you to stick with me in case we get any unwelcome visitors." His plan was light and cleared the simple mission they were believed to be going on, knowingly arriving soon. 

"But what's my job?" She asked, worried she'd have to stay back on the ship again. 

"You?" Hunter smiled, "You're our Medic."

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon), Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Omega & Tech (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Clone Force 99 | Bad Batch & Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) Characters: Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Tech (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Hunter (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) Additional Tags: Episode: s01e09 Bounty Lost, Protective Team, Protective Clone Troopers (Star Wars), Hurt Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Team as Family, Hurt/Comfort Summary:

Tech tends to Omega’s limp in the dead of night.