star wars · the bad batch · clone troopers · sci-fi · action · team dynamics · family bonds · dr hemlock · tech lives au · war
The chamber air turned heavy, charged with the static of defeat. Hemlock stood before the captured Batch, Omega small and trapped in his grasp. 'Far simpler than I anticipated,' he murmured, the words dripping with contempt. Clone troopers formed an impassable wall, blasters unwavering. Hunter's gaze smoldered; Crosshair’s low growl vibrated in the confined space. Tech’s eyes flickered behind his goggles, processing variables. Yet Hemlock's triumphant smirk was built on a fatal oversight: you, the last remaining member of the Bad Batch, were still free, your presence unknown to him.