Febuwhump Day 10: Killing In Self Defense

Febuwhump Day 10: Killing in self defense

Fandom: The Bad Batch.

Warning: Cannon typical violence and character death.

Summary: The regs never liked the batch but Tech didn't think they would try to kill him for being different.

Note: This takes place before the war. They are teenagers.

    Regs had always hated clone force 99. They started to think they always would. That didn't bother the group of clones anymore. The cruel treatment that the 'defective' clone reserved from people who were supposed to be their brothers, never seemed to stop.

    It was a beautiful day in Kamino. One of the few they had since it was always raining. The sky was a pretty shade of blue. So to make the most of the day, and because Hunter wanted him to get some fresh air if he was going to keep reading, Tech went outside. He didn't regret his choice, even if it was slightly chilly. It may have been a nice day but that didn't mean the wind wouldn't be blowing.

    Whispers seemed to follow the batch. It made sense, at least in Tech's mind. The regs would not be used to seeing people who were different then them. They were defective in the regs eyes. People tended to be scared of the unknown and they were beings that confused the others.

    Tech didn't blame them for being nervous around them. He did however blame them for the treatment they gave them. It was unfair. Even if he understood where it came from, they didn't deserve it.

     Sitting against a wall near the side of the city, Tech read up on the different species of fish that were native to Kamino. It was fascinating to learn just how many there were.

"Oh look!" A slightly older reg laughed. "It's a member of the sad batch!"

"Yeah!" The other two clones that were with him agreed. Tech ignored them. He had fish to read up on.

"Should we show him where he belongs?" The leader smirked. The other two boys nodded and they started to walk towards him.

"Can I help you?" Tech finally asked.

"Grab him!" The older boy ordered. So the other two went to.

Sighing, Tech slid his data pad further into the deck and ducked under them. Standing, he turned around. He didn't want to find out 'where he belonged'. As soon as he turned his back on the boys, they grabbed him. "Let go of me" Tech said as he kicked at them.

They took him closer to the side. Wiggling his way out of there arms, Tech once more tried to escape. This time the older boy tripped him. He fell to the metal. Fixing his goggles, Tech turned around and went to get up. Instead a harsh kick met his side. He cried out in pain and tried to move away from them. "Leave me alone" he begged.

They didn't stop. It started with the kick to the side, but it's didn't stop there. They forced him from the ground and continued to beat him. Tech wasn't helpless, he was just weaker. Knowing how to beat them was what he was supposed to be good at. However the fear and pain kept him from thinking straight.

When the shoved Tech to the ground, he was bloody and bruised. Every part of him hurt. It was a nice day. So why wasn't anyone around? Why was he alone? It had been a nice day and weather wise, it still was.

The leader of the group motioned from the other two to hold him. They picked him up. The clone grabbed Tech's bruised face. ""Someone should have put you down a long time ago, defect."

True fear filled Tech's heart as the regs threw him to the side. The metal burned him as he just barely grabbed the side of the deck. A foot came down on his fingers and suddenly he was just handing on by one hand. Fearful tears fell from his eyes, gathering in his googles. He grabbed the leg of the older clones who had stomped on his hand and pulled himself up.

When the reg grabbed a large piece of metal from the landing zone and tried to hit him with it, Tech kicked his knee in from the ground. The clone lost his balance and fell to the deck. Then, Tech forced him off the side of the city, dooming him to a watery demise. He listened to the clone scream as he fell then they all heard the splash as he fell in the water.

"You just fucking killed him!" The regs took a step back. "Murderer!" They screamed at him.

"He was going to kill me." Tech breathed. Taking off his googles, he set them beside him. The clones kept stepping back.

There was a dead child in the water. A man Tech had killed. Yes, he had to. Yes, he was going to die if he hadn't. But that didn't change the fact that he had just killed an adolescent. Tech started to breathe harder then he was before. He had just killed someone.

Hunter ran out to his brother. He first tried to make sure he was okay. Crosshair and Wrecker stepped in-between the two groups. "I was walking around and heard what was going on. I got here as soon as I could. Are you okay?"

"He murdered Jimmy!" The clone on the left yelled. Wrecker looked back at Tech.

"Yeah sure" Crosshair scoffed.

"Get out of here!" Wrecker demanded, shoving one of the boys. They ran away from the scene. "They shouldn't be bothering you anymore.

It was silent other than the crashing of waves and Tech's sobs. "What happened?" Hunter asked.

But Tech couldn't talk. No words come out. He tried to explain but trying to talk seemed impossible. So instead they sat there. Hunter held Tech as he grappled with what he had done.

The oldest boy looked up from his place on the ground. They were 14 yet they already had to defend themselves from people who wanted them dead. That wasn't supposed to happen for at least four more years or whenever the war was to start.

What a way to live. What a waste of childhood.

@febuwhump

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)

Winter Whumperland Day 11: The Yule Goat (Stitches)

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Summary: After getting injured, Cat Noir goes to Marinette's house to see if she could stitch him up.

    The akuma attack had nearly been silent. The only reason Cat Noir had responded was because he was already out patrolling the city. He had been avoiding going back home for a few hours now.

    For as quiet as it was, the creatures claws sure did dig deep. After the person has been freed, Adrien realized there were no miraculous ladybugs to fix his torn up arm. But he didn't know how to and he couldn't go to the ER without revealing his identity.

    The boy started to feel sick. He looked around at the nearby building and his eyes rested on Marinette's house. She knew how to sew so maybe she could help him out.

    Of course Adrien knew it wasn't the same. Stitches were different than regular sewing and there was different material needed for both. But she was his best shot.

    He jumped to her balcony and pulled the top hatch open. Then he stumbled inside. The noise woke up Marinette.

    "Cat Noir!?" She yelled.

    "Shhhh" Adrien brought a finger up to his lips.

    "Cat Noir?!" She whispered harshly. "What are you doing here?" Then she noticed the blood running down from his arm. "What happened?"

    "Akuma attack. Ladybug didn't show up and well, I can't go to the hospital so I was hoping you could help?"

    "Chat I can't just sew up your arm. There are certain ways that has to be done. I can't help you."

    "Marinette you are probably the only person who can help me. It'll be fine." After more pestering, she agreed under the condition that she finds a way to get the correct material. She took towels to his arm to try and stop the bleeding.

    "I'll be back. While I'm gone try to find a way to conceal your identity."

    Cat Noir nodded and Marinette ran down the stairs. She quickly but quietly snuck out of her home and went to a nearby alley to transform.

    "I don't know if this is such a good idea" Tiki voiced her concerns.

    "I don't either." With that she transformed and started towards a nearby hospital. She went to the roof and used her lucky charm to get inside. She walked down sets of stairs and tried to find stitches. She found a closet and grabbed them.

    Then she snuck back out. Ladybug swung her way back to her home with a pit of guilt in her heart. She de-transformed and walked back into her house. Wondering back up the stairs she stumbled but caught herself in the railing.

    "I'm back. Cat Noir had found a Ladybug mask that Marinette had put in a costume drawer. He wasn't wearing anything that could give him away as he was wearing plain black pants and a gray shirt.

    "Why are you on the floor?" Marinette asked as she walked over to him.

    "I found the mask but ummm, I'm really dizzy. I'm sure it's fine." Adrien tried to laugh it off.

    Marinette walked over to him and helped him up and to her desk chair. She pulled the pack of stitches out from her pocket and grabbed some gloves she had for crafts. Then she grabbed the needle carefully and threaded it.

Cat Noir seemed to calm. She was about to sew up his arm and he was just sitting there. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm okay. You just seem so, calm."

"This is nothing. I trust you with my life Marinette. I know you won't hurt me more than you have to. I'm not scared."

Marinette smiled softly. "Okay Chat." She took the needle and carefully started to stitch him up.

Tears formed in Adrien's eyes. He knew it would hurt. Blood came from the small holes in his skin. Marinette looked up at him.

Slowly she continued. She brought the needle in and out of his skin. As tears fell from his eyes, Adrien tried to stay still. He shook in pain. It was drizzling.

Slowly the two got through it. Marinette wrapped his arm and looked at him. "Maybe you should stay here. You don't look well."

"Oh no, that's okay." Adrien got up to leave but stumbled back down to the chair. "okay maybe."

After a moment, Marinette brought down some blankets and grabbed a pillow. "You could take the bed but I don't think it's a good idea for you to go up the ladder."

"Yeah probably not." The girl helped Adrien to the ground and he curled up in a blanket. "Thank you."

"Of course Kitty Cat. Sleep well."

"You too."

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.

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."

Febuwhump Day 8: "Why Won't it Stop?"

Fandom: The Bad Batch

Warning: Character Injury

Summary: Hunter is injured while trying to flee some imperials. Omega is trying to help him.

  Blood was something the bad batch didn't shy away from. They had seen their fair share of it. It was a strange thing to be mostly used to. Every now and again it would hit them that they really weren't all that different then the other living beings on that field.

    However Omega was not used to the crimson liquid flowing outside of the body. The war was over. Yet a whole other fight had begun the moment the clones pulled the trigger.

    The batch was fighting a different fight then most. Or maybe they were fighting the same fight most every family was, protecting each other.

    For Hunter, he was protecting his vod'ikas, ori'vod, and ad'ika. That's what he was fighting for. Not that he really had much a choice. With bounty hunters after Omega and Crosshair after the rest of them, fighting was one inevitable.

    When the empire caught up to them on a mission for Cid, they knew the mission would be difficult. The empire made everything difficult. Avoiding them was difficult.

    Hunter had heard them coming. He looked over at his brothers and motioned for them to be ready for an attack. Then he grabbed Omega and pulled both of them behind a nearby wall.

    As the imperials terned the corner, Hunter turned his focus to a way out. They were cornered, yet. Hunter wanted it to stay that way. Shots were fired. The batch returned fire.

    The imperials fell and the family got ready to move. The Sargent had looked around the corner. He had his arm near Omega to protect her. More soldiers flooded into the previously crowded streets. The man tried to go back behind the building, but he as to late. A bullet ripped though his lower abdomen and Hunter fell to the pavement.

    "Hunter!" Omega screamed. She ran to his side and dragged him back behind the towering apartment building. Taking his helmet off, she set it beside them. The older clones hands covered the wound. He seemed almost distant or lost.

    The girl knew what to do, she really did. But everything she thought she knew fled her mind. She pressed her little hands over his and tried to hold pressure on the wound. Tears came to the corners of her eyes.

    Blood flowed out of the gunshot wound. It trickled over his body like rivers that lead to lakes. Puddles started to form as he lost more blood.

    "Why won't it stop?" Omega squeaked. The girl cried as she kept holding the wound. Hitting her comm, she called for her brothers. Frantically she tried to find ways to keep Hunter's blood inside of him.

    "Stop, come on stop" she pleaded. "Why won't it stop?" Hunter wanted to comfort her. More than anything he wanted to tell her that it would be okay. That at some point he would stop bleeding and things would be fine.

    It was warm. The blood that ran over him was warm compared to the chilly day. Omega's words hurt. He opened his mouth to speak but just couldn't. The girl kept pressing on his side, whispering to herself, "why can't I get it to stop?"

    The two listened to footsteps that were growing closer to them. Even almost unconscious, Hunter could tell who it was. Tech kneeled down beside the two. Wrecker and Echo covered him as he prepared to move his brother.

    "I can't get it to stop. He just keeps bleeding." The girl cried.

    "It will be alright, probably." Tech tried to comfort her. The family moved back. The strongest of the group grabbed Hunter. Echo led them back to the Marauder, where Tech could better assist Hunter.

    The Marauder was almost silent. The only noise was the sound of the ship's engine and Tech talking to Wrecker every now and again. He asked for different medical instruments. Without a word, Wrecker would hand them to him.

    Slowly Hunter recovered. He almost felt like a fool for getting shot. Mostly, he just felt bad for stressing out Omega. She was so worried and he never wanted her to feel that way again.