Febuwhump Day 6: "You Lied To Me."

Febuwhump Day 6: "You Lied to Me."

Fandom: The Bad Batch

Summary: Echo promises Hunter that he'll be okay facing Tantiss

  "I'll be fine." That's what Echo had told Hunter when he asked how Echo was going to handle the mission.

    "Are you sure?" Hunter knew this would be hard. An experimental facility with clones who had all faced something similar to Echo's own trauma. Everything seemed to be very uncomfortable for him. Every time they learned more about the facility, he seemed to find a way to leave the room.

    "I'm sure." The truth was, Echo wasn't sure. He knew they needed the numbers and after Crosshair had taken part of his rescue, he felt like he owed him at least that. The thought of seeing someone he knew frightened him. But he had to go. Omega would be waiting.

    So they gathered some of Rex and Echo's crew. They had planned their attack and the mission down to every minute. Tech would have been proud of the plan. There was no room for error.

    On the ship Hunter checked in with Echo again. He walked around the shop and waited to arrive. Playing a waiting game was something the batch used to be good at. Now a waiting game was almost agonizing.

    Upon their arrival, the batch, as well as Phee, Rex and a few others, split up. Each group went their separate ways. Hunter went with Echo and Rex while Wrecker went with Phee and some others.

    As the batch maneuvered around the facility, Echo got more and more nervous. Even if there were few similarities between Tantiss and Skako Minor, the eerie feeling of the halls haunted him.

    "We go in one three" Hunter spoke. "One" Echo started to regret coming. But he owed it to his family. "Two." He tried to prepare himself for what could be on the other side of the door.

    "Three."

    Rex opened the door. Inside Crosshair laid on a metal table. He was strapped down. Hunter ran over to him and Rex started to undo the straps. Echo froze. He took a deep breath and then walked over as well.

    Crosshair was awake. He sat up slowly as the last strap was undone. "It's okay" Rex tried to comfort him.

    Slowly they prepared their brother for moving. Rex took him and helped him walk. "I'll get him to the ship. Can you two take care of it until I get back?" If anything was going to happen to Crosshair, Rex was not going to let that rest in their shoulders.

    "Got it Rex." Hunter led Echo out of the room. They continued to go down the hall. "Wrecker, any word on the prisoner logs?"

    "Yep. We found them. There's quite a few regs here." Wrecker sounded uneasy.

    "Got it."

    "We are gonna need help to get them out Hunter. Rex had called back up. They aren't far but we'll need to kill some time."

    "Start taking some of the regs to the Marauder.

    "Okay."

    Hunter turned to look at Echo. "We start taking down 'medical' rooms."

    Echo nodded. The two went to find the rooms. It didn't take long to find one. When they entered the room, the arc trooper froze in the door. He didn't think he could move.

    Hunter pulled him inside. He didn't say anything as he looked around the room. Echo walked towards the table in the middle of the room. He looked around and tried to find something to do. But when he saw the needles he flew back. Tripping on his own metal feet, he fell to the ground.

    The man's breathing quickened. Hunter abandoned him spot in the room and kneeled down beside him. "Echo" he said. His tone was a lot kinder than he expected.

    Staying in the room seemed impossible. Echo stood, panicked. He went for the door. Hunter tried to stop him but he was in the hall before he could do anything. 

    The Sargent watched him fall. He heard the gun shot that he prayed hadn't killed him. "Echo" he whispered. The man moved slightly. Without another thought, Hunter went into the hall and pulled his brother back into the room.

    "You lied to me." Hunter couldn't think. "You lied to me." Echo just listened to him. He couldn't say anything. He was right, he had lied.

    As Echo faded in and out of consciousness he listened to Hunter mutter to himself. "You lied. You did you would be fine. You lied to me."

    Echo knew he lied to him. He knew that. He shouldn't have gone. Maybe he should have taken Crosshair back or maybe he should have just let Hunter sit with him when he started to panic.

    "I'm not going to let you lie to me. You're going to be fine. You'll be fine."

    "You lied." The world went dark as Hunter spoke.

    Time passed. Hunter took Echo to the ship and faced Tantiss. Soon the reinforcements arrived. With minimal casualties, the clones escaped hell.

    The lights near where Echo laid was dim. Hunter spent most of his time around him and around Omega and Crosshair. The feeling of responsibility weighed heavily on him. He laid his arms on the bed. Then he placed his head in his arms. "you lied to me."

Forgot to post this. Hopefully I'll finish it next year!!

Winter Whumperland Master List! This was a very fun challenge and I had a blast! Each story is color coded with what fandom they belong to! The list of fandoms as well as the links for the stories are below!

The Bad Batch, Spider-verse, The Clone Wars, Miraculous Ladybug

Day 1: Santa Claus (Claustrophobe/Panic Attack)

Day 2: Krampus (Sensory Overload)

Day 3: George Bailey (We've lost everything we've had!"

Day 4: The Grinch (Sedative)

Day 5: Ebenezer Scrooge (Time Loop)

Day 6: Jack Frost (Amnesia)

Day 7: Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (Self Sacrifice)

Day 8: John McClain (Held Hostage)

Day 9: Jólakötturinn (Left Behind)

Day 10: Tio-de-nadal (Left to Die)

Day 11: The Yule Goat (Stitches)

Forgot to post this, so here! Hopefully I'll finish it next year!!

Merry Whumpmas Master List! This was a pretty fun challenge! Summaries are on the pages with the stories and all stories have been given a color that matches their fandom! The list as well as the link to the stories are below!!

The Bad Batch, Miraculous Ladybug, The Dragon Prince, Star Wars, BNHA, The Clone Wars

Day 1: Hospital

Day 2: Broken Bone

Day 3: Fever

Day 4: Chills

Day 5: Poison

Day 6: No Where to Go

Day 7: Hyperventilating

Day 8: Bedridden

In fact it was a crime. Much like the murder.

"Everything's changed since Polites" was a warcrime

Merry Whumpmas Day 8: Bedridden

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Summary: Aizawa struggles with having to stay in bed after his injuries in the war arch.

  Being trapped in bed while his students fought in a war that they shouldn't have even been involved in was like torture to Aizawa. He hated thinking about it. They were alone. They were his children.

    Yet the hero commission decided that teenagers should fight. Their training wasn't complete. It felt like the commission was trying to get them killed.

    Aizawa wanted to help, he needed to help. But he couldn't. He was bedridden for the time being. He thought about how maybe Snipe should have killed Shigaraki when he had the chance. Maybe he should have been more careful.

    But it wasn't his fault. No one could have known. The league of villains was nothing but trouble.

    Aizawa looked out the window. He couldn't see much. The blinds were closed and he was well, half blind.

    There had to be something he could do, someway he could help them. Or maybe he could visit the students in the hospital?

    But the doctor wouldn't let him get up. He had to stay put. Hisashi was giving him as many updates as he could. He felt so, helpless to the situation.

    The hero wanted to move. Having to stay out mentally having to think. Aizawa didn't like to think. He liked to sleep but after staying in bed for so long, he didn't think he could anymore.

    The bed was uncomfortable. He couldn't get comfortable. Shota was in pain. But knowing his students were scared hurt more than any injury could. Aizawa felt he had failed them.

    But he also knew there was nothing he could do. He was trapped in his bed. For now all he could do was ask about them.

    Hisashi didn't like seeing Shota like that. He didn't like seeing him so inmobile. He knew it was hard on him.

    Time could be the only healer this time. Aizawa could do nothing just wait until he was better. Then he could join them again. He didn't care if it would be hard, being a teacher never was all that easy.

    So if all he could do was lay there, he would think of what to tell them. Aizawa tried to find a way to apologize for ever letting them step foot on a battlefield before they had graduated. The war took what was left of their childhood.

    Aizawa stopped staring at the closed window. He shifted and pulled the blanket up. If only he could just get up.

Winter Whumperland Day 8: John McClain (Held Hostage)

Fandom: Star Wars The Clone Wars

Summary: Caleb is taken by the Separatist.

  Caleb wasn't sure how to feel when he was taken hostage by the Separatist. He looked around in the cell he was placed in and tried to think of how to get out.

   Danger was close. Danger was always close. He was in the middle of a war after all. But now he was in enemy territory. He wasn't sure what to do. No one had ever gone over what to do when captured by the enemy.

    The Padawan thought that might have been an important thing to teach. It was always possible but he never quite thought it would happen. Caleb had thought about it from time to time and had wanted to ask his master what to do but never found a good time.

    Now he regretted that decision. If only he hadn't waited maybe he wouldn't feel so scared.

    There was so much noise in the halls. Even though he was in a metal room all I could hear was the noise of battle droids outside. He finally heard something that seemed like a person he froze.

    Caleb was terrified. What would happen if someone had come in? What was he supposed to do? What if they hurt him?

    Of course he knew not to speak. That was the only thing they had ever told the padawans before allowing them to fight. Don't talk. No matter what, don't talk. It was treason after all.

    When someone did walk in, Caleb felt paralyzed. He realized what this meant. He didn't realize it first that hostages could be hurt. It wasn't until a torture device was pulled out that he really processed the danger he was in.

    After about an hour everything hurt. Caleb wouldn't give. The man was amazed that this child refused to give any information over despite his age. They used everything they could.

    Now Caleb was sitting in a cell. He wasn't just scared now but in pain. Part of him wondered how someone could look at a child and be able to do the things that the man had done to him. Every part of him was in agony.

    The room was cold or maybe he just was. Caleb had found he liked the left corner by the door the most. It was warmer than the others. He wishes he had his cloak. Maybe he wouldn't be shaking so much.

    Some of that could be just how scared he was. The child tried to meditate but found it difficult. He tore little pieces of his clothes off to stop any bleeding.

    It felt like days before anything happened. Caleb could hear gunshots in the hallway. He wondered if he was dreaming. When the door opened and he saw Depa, he stood. Shaking, he walked over to her.

    "Caleb." Her heart broke when she saw him. "I'm here, it's okay." She took him in her arms carefully.

    Tears welled in the child's eyes as he hugged her. "Let's get out of here" he tried to laugh.

    Dogwood walked into the room. He froze for a moment before waking over to his commander and picking him up.  Caleb tried to tell him it was fine but the  man wasn't having it.

    Caleb was going home.