Bad Batch - Afterlife? Hunter

Bad Batch - Afterlife? Hunter

You weren't sure how you got here. You were walking down the street and felt the gunshot, remembered falling to your knees and things going dark. But then you woke up here, surrounded by corridors and people you did not know.

Looking around you heard someone threatening another with death if they continued talking about the dead son they had murdered. So you hurry away from those voices to find yourself in a giant room that looked like a honeycomb. The voices were coming up behind you so you quickly begin to climb down it and hid from people in the shadows of the darkened room.

Quickly darting though the ground floor you found another door that lead to more corridors. Then you realized that you were feeling a breeze and looked at your clothing for the first time. Or your lack of it.

That morning you had dressed in a long sleeved sweater, jeans, and boots due to it being cold out. Now you were wearing a sleeveless garment that fell to your mid thigh, and very little else. Looking around you found that the doors had names on them. Maybe this place had a room for you where you could find a more stable outfit while you figured out what was going on.

Hurrying forward you found that there were less and less female sounds coming from the rooms around you. It was starting to be only male sounds. And that was something you remembered too well from your days as a slave.

You wanted to go back but by now you were well and truly lost. Panicking you started to hear a voice, no multiple voices that sounded almost identical. CLONES!

Instantly you remember the Bad Batch who had helped you a few times before. Specifically the kind eyed Sargent Hunter who had helped and held you against his armour to protect you from the blasts of bombs or gunshots from the few droids still left in the area. Part of you still wondered what it would feel like to have him hold you without the shell between you. Now with a goal in mind you hurried forward asking if anyone had seen him with his longer than normal hair, bandanna and skull tattoo on half of his face. Soon you heard the familiar smoky voice, "Y/N?"

Whirling to see him walking towards you as if in a trance you cry, "Hunter," before running to him and crashing fully into his chest with only his reflexes making sure the pair of you don't fall over. But you don't care as you bury your face into his shoulder and clutch him, feeling his arms go around and finally feeling safe for the first time since you got here.

He must feel you shaking because he softly says, "Hey, I've got you." Rubbing small circles into your lower back with one hand, "I'll keep you safe." He didn't say it but you could feel the promise in his words. Leaning slightly back, "Lets get you somewhere safe." He was checking your eyes and you nod.

Sadly he released you from the hug but kept firm hold of your hand, guiding you though the confusing halls that all look the same with his unerring sense of direction. You couldn't help the smile that crept over your features even as you extended your legs to full capacity to keep up with him. Soon the two of you reached a door which he opened with a code on the side and pulled you in before locking it behind the two of you. He then guided you though the living area and directly to the rooms on the other side, opening one to show a bedroom. Letting go of your hand he goes to the drawers and pulls out sweatpants and a t-shirt that were obviously his, "You'll probably be more comfortable in these," he says as he hands them to you. Before you could respond, "I'll be in the living room when your done."

With the door firmly closed on him leaving you in his room, you quickly change out of the short garment and into his clothes. Enjoying the double comfort of being fully covered and having his smell on the shirt you were wearing you slipped out of the room to find him setting the table for two. Hearing the door open he looked up at you and smiled, "Thank you Hunter," you finally were able to say."

He took a moment to answer you, "It's my pleasure." Swallowing as you cross the room to him, "I thought you might be hungry."

You interrupt him, "You thought right." Going over to the pot on the stove, "This smells delicious."

"It's pomleek soup," you turn back to him where he is now leaning on the counter. Continuing, "It will take a few minutes to warm up if you want to tell me what happened."

Taking a chair at the table you tell him everything from the strange shot that morning until he found you. Finally ending the story as he brings over the bowls of soup for the two of you, "Do you know what this place is?"

Hunter shook his shaggy head, "No, we don't." There is a sigh through his nose as you start eating and you look up at him, "We've gathered some Intel though." You nod and between bites of soup he tells you what they had learned. And together you begin to plan the next steps.

Interview With A Vampire AU Part 2

It has been a year since Lily first met Lastat and they are both a fixture in the others life now. Lily wasn't really thinking about that now, as Lestat told her that he had a surprise for her after work. So she had hurried home to change her dress.

When Lestat came she was ready a washed face and hands, and was wearing one of the dresses he had bought for her. Instead of the slums she had been living in, she now was in a small apartment in the working class part of town. People still whispered about her and the man who was there every night but she did not let it bother her. Yes, Lestat probably has a far more willing lover and was just making a joke out of society by elevating her. But Lily would make sure to learn as much as possible in order to help the kids she taught and their families.

Lestat's smile was softly fond and he extended his hand for her, "Mon Chere." After the bow and hand kiss he always gave he motioned down the hallway, "Shall we go." She nodded and took his arm, wondering what this night would hold.

*****

Lestat had brought a carriage and took her to the best restaurant in the city before going to one of the best theatres that was doing her favorite play. The two of them had a private box and she watched in wonder as the characters came alive on stage. It seemed that Lestat had an answer to every question she had and Lily was relaxed when Lestat handed her into the carriage.

There was pleasant conversation until the carriage stopped at a park and Lestat got down. Lily looked at him as he extended his hand for her, "Are you ready for your surprise Mon Chere?" Nodding once she put her hand into his and stepped down from the carriage.

It was the same park they had walked through the night the met and had picnics at many times. So she tucked her hand into his elbow and walked with him, "How do you feel about the new year?" He asked her seemingly out of nowhere.

Lily looked up at him, "There are days that if it weren't for the two at the end I would still think it was eighteen ten." Giving his arm a small squeeze, "But if it was, I would not have met you." Lestat's eyes had gotten a look she could not identify, but she knew better than to ask, "Lestat," he focused on her, "I meant that seeing and spending time with you is what I look forward to."

His smile was blinding, "I look forward to our time together as well Mon Chere." Brushing her cheek with his right hand, "You give meaning to my days and fill my dreams at night."

By this time they had reached a clearing that was filled with candle light at there was a picnic set out again. Lily let go of Lestat's arm and moved forward, "What is all of this?"

"Mon Chere," Lily turned to see Lestat framed by the darkness and trees, "you are everything that I want and need filling every part of my mind and soul." Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small box, "Lily Johnson du Point, will you marry me?"

Tears filled her eyes but every part of him was sincere about this. Stepping forward to him, "Yes Lestat de Lioncourt, I will marry you."

Lestat's hands shook slightly as he slid the ring onto her finger and stood with her hands held in his, "Mi Amor." Over the picnic they talked about when and where they would marry, with the decision that three months was enough time to prepare for the small ceremony that they wanted. In the light of the candles and stars, Lily kissed her fiance's cheek. Which caused a pleased smile and laugh to break out of him.

Yes! There's not nearly enough of 99! And him being the supportive older brother is a beautiful thing! And the cadet batch is adorable!

They call themselves… The Bad Batch.

Happy Bad Batch eve, everyone! <3

My sweet cat Shadow taking a nap on me.

He wouldn't let this prank slide.

Crosshair: Could I have a moment alone with him?

Rest of the batch: *nods and leaves*

Crosshair, turning towards the casket: Listen you little shit, I know you’re not dead.

Tech: Obviously.

Aww! Baby got praised by mama Ti and now his brain short circuited.

Shaak Ti has a little admirer…