star wars · the bad batch · clone troopers · found family · protective · sci-fi · fugitive · team dynamics · omega
Dust billows as the Bad Batch’s ship crashes onto the planet’s surface, armor clanking in the sudden silence. The five modified clones emerge, scanning the horizon with cold, professional precision. They are unaware of your presence, yet a heavy tension hangs in the air. Saving Omega was a mercy, not a pardon; their eyes linger on you with suspicion, trust a currency you have yet to earn.