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Defective but effectivel (a cadet batch series)

Introductions:

Clone trooper 99 knew he would never be a soldier like his brothers, that much would be obvious. 99 had made his peace with that a long time ago, however there was one thing he yearned for.

By this time the other Alphas had begun training other cadets. 17 had recently taken five young cadets Wolffe, Fox, Bly, Ponds and Cody, Fordo had also taken his own squad consisting of cadets Gree, Neyo, Baccara, Jet and Doom.

While 99 was happy for his brothers, he still couldn't help but wish he had his own cadets to train, even if he could never fight for the Republic knowing he had inspired other troopers would make him happy.

What he didn't know however was that one day his wish would be granted.

He was about to head to his barracks when Nala Se arrived.

"CT-9900 I trust you are well." Nala Se said.

"Yes mistress." 99 nodded.

"Good, follow me I have something I must show you." Nala Se said.

99 just nodded and followed.

They arrived at the lab and went inside.

99 saw a small figure with blond hair in the corner, Nala Se's medical assistant Omega.

He waved at the girl who gave a shy wave in return.

99 smiled then went over to six small cribs which Nala Se was standing next to.

99 looked inside and saw six small cadets, the numbers read CT-9901, CT-9902, CT-9903, CT-9904, CT-9905 and CT-9907.

"There was originally intended to be seven, however I'm afraid CT-9906 did not survive." Nala Se said, although 99 could see she didn't care.

Instead he focused on the cadets.

01 and 02 were asleep, out of the entire batch these two seemed the most like regular cadets, 03 was the largest of the batch, he also seemed the most energetic of the batch, looking around the lab with intense curiosity, 04 was also awake but seemed bothered by the lights, squinting and covering his, 05 was looking at him with a sense of curiosity similar to 03, however 99 noticed 05's eyes weren't the same brown as the other clones, instead his eyes were a dark blue, 07 was the smallest and easily the youngest of the group, he was studying 99 with a curious eye, though 99 noticed a sense of caution within him as he tried to determine what he was looking at.

"These will be your cadets to mentor, they have all been genetically enhanced, CT-9901 has been modified with the ability to access computers and other mechanisms through cybernetic implants implanted within him, CT-9902 has been enhanced to have heightened sense, CT-9903 has been modified to have enhanced strength and muscle growth, CT-9904 has been granted enhanced eyesight allowing him to see from further distances than other clones, CT-9905 has been modified with the ability of force sensitivity and CT-9907 has been modified with enhanced intelligence, once they are fully grown they are to be known as clone force 99." Nala Se.

99 looked at the cadets...his brothers.

"I promise I will look after you boys, you will be the greatest soldiers in all of the Republic." 99 said.

Cadet Hunter & Crosshair! Just started drawing, but these two are definitely my favorites 😍

If you like, also check out my matching story of the two cuties named „The invisible bond of heart“ on https://archiveofourown.org/works/55820524/chapters/141724516

Comments & Kudos are appreciated ❤️

This is so good!!!

Plan 66

There were plenty of disadvantages to being experimental commandos, Hunter remarked to himself as the squad staggered towards their barracks, but there were upsides here and there. For instance, after a typically torturous day of training, testing, and reg torment, they were making their way towards their own private room- far from the prying eyes and muttered comments of regs and kaminoans alike. Granted, they were returning to said barracks in various states of exhaustion, many hours after late-meal, because maybe those disadvantages were just a bit more substantial. 

The door to the barracks slid open and the 99s swiftly scattered to various corners of the room. Hunter paused for a moment in the doorway, savouring the feeling of safety. His squad was here, together, and for now he could keep them all in his sight and away from danger. 

Hunter sat on his bunk and began readjusting his senses to the Kamino rain outside and the permanently unfortunate smell of the 99s’ barracks. His brothers were doing similar activities to declare to the world that they were done for the day- Wrecker began rummaging through the plentiful supply of snacks they absolutely weren’t supposed to keep in their room, Tech left his datapad on his rack and beelined it for the refresher before anyone else could claim the first sonic, and Crosshair collapsed face-first on his bunk and buried his head under a pillow without even pausing to remove his training armour. 

A few minutes passed in blessed peace. Wrecker began hoisting heavy objects over his head, Hunter began sorting through command training assignments he was expected to have done several months ago, and Tech emerged from the sonic and reclaimed his data pad. Hunter absentmindedly watched his brother coast through unknown reaches of the holonet that gave Tech his infinite wisdom. As he watched, Tech’s darting eyes stopped flitting behind their goggles and he sat down suddenly. “This is… not ideal.” He said, voice shaking very slightly. “Hunter? I-“

Crosshair’s voice emanated from his bunk, “I swear, if those bastards spring another of their ‘surprise assessments’ on us, Kamino will burn.”

“No, it is not-“ Tech cut himself off with a harsh exhale and simply turned his datapad around, the illuminated screen casting eerie light across the floor. Hunter edged forewarned and read off the screen: OFFICIAL G.A.R. REPORT FROM UMBARAN FRONT- FRIENDLY FIRE CASUALTY NUMBERS RISING

Hunter would have read more, but Tech turned the screen back around and pressed the datapad to his chest. “I read it,” Tech said, “it is a disturbing incident that merits immediate discussion.”

Hunter called over their other two brothers and they waited in tense silence for Tech to explain. “I have compiled an explanation from various official and unofficial sources,” Tech began. “From my understanding, the 501st and 212th legions suffered significant losses in a friendly fire incident arranged by their Jedi general.

“A Jedi did this?!” Wrecker gasped, “I thought they were in our side!”

“Indeed,” Tech said, “a Besalisk Jedi Master by the name of Pong Krell, who seemingly planned to leave the Jedi order and offer his services to the Separatists. 

The regs apprehended him, losing more men in the effort. He was executed on Umbara.”

“Who did it?” Hunter asked in morbid fascination. “Wouldn’t killing a Jedi be a death sentence for a clone? Did the 501st lose their commander? Was it… Cody?”

 “It would seem he was killed by CT-6922, otherwise known as Dogma. I have been unable to locate Dogma in any subsequent reports or communications. Furthermore, his number has been deleted from the Kaminoan database.”

“He killed a traitor,” Cosshair muttered, glaring at nothing, “and they made him disappear.”

 “So it would appear.” Tech put aside his datapad and levelled a serious stare at his brothers. Hunter felt Tech’s eyes catch his and hold his gaze. “I am reluctant to accept that all the Jedi will turn on their soldiers so easily. However, it is now a proven possibility. As such, it seems prudent to be prepared in case we are ever in the presence of a Jedi who wishes us harm.”

The squad exchanged glances. Wrecker was the first to break the silence. “But… will we even be working with Jedi? The regs have generals, but we’ll be on our own once we graduate, won’t we? We only really report to Cody.”

Hunter sighed. Time to be the sergent, he supposed. “It doesn’t hurt to be prepared, I guess. Cody’s got a Jedi. We can’t avoid them completely.”

Tech nodded once and set his datapad on his lap, hands poised to type. “Precisely. As such, we need a plan. Just in case.”

They nodded along grimly and echoed him, “just in case.”

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The discussion took hours. Jedi, it turns out, were not very easy to kill. But the Bad Batch weren’t the Bad Batch for nothing. As such, many scrapped ideas, shouting matches, and some very unhappy consciences later, they had a plan. It wasn’t perfect and it certainly wasn’t pretty, but it was enough. Eventually, Tech finished typing. “Well,” he sighed, “I suppose that is that. Now it needs a name. The next available numerical designation is fifty-t-“ 

“Sixty-Six,” Crosshair interrupted unexpectedly. Throughout the entire discussion, he had been very quiet, providing ideas when required, but largely just observing as the plan came together. Yet every time they flagged, every time Hunter threw his hands up in despair and declared it was futile, he was there. He’d set a hand on Hunter’s shoulder and meet his gaze with a look that said far better than Crosshair himself ever could that he needed to stay strong for the sake of the squad.

That look was no where to be seen, now. In its place was an oddly dark, thousand-yard stare that put his brother uncomfortably in mind of a corpse. “It’s got to be Plan Sixty-Six.”

Tech, puzzled, tried to argue that “It does not makes sense to skip the preceding numbers for this one in particular,” but then Wrecker spoke up:

“No, he’s right. It’s gotta be that. It just feels… right”

Hunter found himself nodding along. For some reason, as soon as Crosshair said it, there was no alternative. Even Tech conceded the point, muttering some rationalization involving multiples of eleven.

In the dark, mind still spinning with the news of Umbara and the newly minted “plan 66”, Hunter was struck by the creeping feeling that they had just taken once step closer to something terrible. Something inescapable. 

Something horribly, world-shakingly, inevitable.

I desperately need a throwback episode of these 4 as kids

I love Wrecker being a thumb sucker. 😊 So sweet!

Night time with Baby and Honey

From my nursery AU.

Tech and Wrecker recharging from a challenging day with a good night sleep in Nurse Dita's arms 🥰

This is a companion art to Read between the line, chapter 2

Look at these cuties! I love them!

trying to figure out cadet crosshair and tech :') i want to give tech curly hair but haven't mastered that skill just yet