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aboardthehavocmarauder · 2 years

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Loss

The Bad Batch (PLATONIC) • They/Them Pronouns • Medic!Reader • ANGST/SFW • TW: Anxiety Attacks / Nightmares / Triggers

Requested by: Anon

You’ll save m-me right?

I-It’s not that bad, I-I-I’ll be okay

Please…I don’t wanna die

Y/N jolts awake feeling their chest tighten and the air fail to reach. They fisted the sheets for some form of purchase but the antagonizing struggle to catch a single breath.

Eventually, the medic managed to get up and roam the halls of Kamino late at night in search for the medbay. Hopefully a sedative cocktail will knock them out enough to still function the next morning.

“Y/N?” The voice cut through Y/N’s current rushing thoughts but they immediately came back and tuned said voice out.

Ignoring it, Y/N walked past it as they entered the medbay only to feel a hand grab them. Without any chance to recuperate, Y/N forced their arm back accidentally elbowing the medicine cabinet behind them breaking the glass. Then it came clear that it was Tech speaking to them. He quickly grabbed their shoulders making them look at him.

“Take a deep breath. Come on” Tech inhales waiting for Y/N to mimic as they did a few seconds after, then exhaled after holding for a moment. “Okay, again”

This went on for a while…

Next thing you know, Y/N was treating Tech’s plasma burn after he helped them get a bacta patch on their elbow. They avoided eye contact the entire time but Tech wasn’t going to leave until he felt okay enough to let them be alone.

“What were you coming in for?”

“To help you?”

“I didn’t comm you because it is 3am” Tech frowns watching their hands tremble slightly. “You had an anxiety attack, and are still suffering from such”

“It’s…it’s uh. It’s really nothing Tech, I’m fine”

“You can be honest with me, Y/N” He frowns watching them finish the bandage before taking their hand into his. “What is happening?”

“I-I feel like…the more stuck I am here…the more death I’ll face and I can’t lose anymore…”

“Well if this is about clo—-“

“You’re not expendable. You’re my family and it hurts watching you die” The few tears that fell were immediately taken care of by Tech’s gentle touch of his fingers brushing them away.

“Do you want to be left alone, or would you like me to stay? Or even better…”

Didn’t take long for the medic to find themself snuggled up in Tech’s crushing embrace as he found several studies about cuddling or a tight enough embrace can reduce stress. Maker knows he needed this as well.

•

“He’s gone…” Fives frowns feeling the weight build on his chest after telling Y/N the news. “H-He just…I-I…” he handed off the damaged helmet that belonged to Echo watching Y/N shake as they took a hold of his damaged helmet. “…I-I know it’s not protocol but this…it’s been three weeks…”

“I can give you a sedative, Fives. B-But uh. You’re shipping out soon so”

“I-It’s fine. I’ll see what Kix could do for me later but I just…”

Neither of them found the words anymore and Y/N did what he requested while also informing Kix in case of anything.

Another late night for the medic trying to keep it together for their patients while dealing with the news. Finding themselves staying late and lost in thought.

Echo…

Y/N held their chest feeling the same tightness as before return but remembered the breathing techniques Tech informed them of. But as much as it helped, the sobbing still remained. When the door opened to the medbay, their annoyance came out with a groan. Mainly toward themselves for crying still when someone had entered the room.

Then the way his crushing embrace was more of a soothing one this time around. Y/N leaned back into Wrecker’s embrace letting the tears continue to fall as he didn’t ask them what’s wrong. They’d tell him when they’re ready and that piece of knowledge was all they needed to know that they’re okay to fall apart.

Around the right people…

•

“Welcome back, Y/L/N” Hunter greets the medic who’s no longer working in the facilities and back on the field with their squadron.

“This rotation better not be chaotic like all the other ones”

“No promises” Cross chimes in as he walks past the two to load up his weapon’s locker and everything he’ll need for the mission.

“You four still owe me a drink by the way”

“We’ll get you one when we stop by Courscant and hit up 79’s” Hunter wraps an arm around their medic smiling to himself. It’s nice having them back. Their work shore leave lasted too long for his comfort.

Things…took a turn for the worse

Injury Report: Clone Force 99 (aka The Bad Batch)

CT-9901 (Hunter): Small laceration on the face, bruising on the arms and soreness followed.

CT-9902 (Wrecker): Blow to the head resulting in unconsciousness, head lac (stitched and disinfected)

CT-9903 (Tech): Dislocation in the right shoulder (if still in pain upon arrival to Kamino, he’ll be put in a bacta tank), medium lactations from bomb shrapnel in the left side of his torso (stitched and disinfected)

CT-9904 (Crosshair): Will need to be put in bacta tank given his right broken femur

Y/N finished the report after they had checked the three placed in the bunks on the Marauder. They gave both Tech and Crosshair sedatives to sleep through the flight as Wrecker was already unconscious but he was showing good signs of waking soon. Hunter took care of piloting when he needed to other than auto.

Hunter froze for a second when he heard rapid heart beating and thought one of his brothers was in distress. A quick switch to auto as he got up to check the bunks seeing that they were fine in their sleeping bliss. So obviously.

He could die if you missed something

His vitals were strange at first, they could spike or tank again

He can die. He can di—-

“Y/N?”

The medic quickly looks up from their reports squeezing the datapad trying to calm down but Hunter’s worry got the best of him. He found a comfy spot right beside Y/N on the floor of the storage compartment wrapping his arm around their shoulders.

“What’s wrong?”

“…nothing. It’s Uhm…I don’t know Hunter”

“Just. Say everything on your mind and I’ll help you the best I can” Hunter smiles knowing the right things to say, and knowing exactly what to do for his medic…his friend…his family.

Talking about Echo hurt, talking about all the lives they’ve lost hurt, and internalizing it didn’t help their life.

But Hunter made sure of it…that nothing more would happen. No more loss…he’ll do his best to make sure nothing ever affects them such a way so negatively…

•

Crosshair, stubborn as he was, hated being in bacta for so long. He felt sick every time he got in and out of it. No matter how long the period was. When his brothers recovered and cleared, he still was forced to stay behind.

And Y/N refused to leave him alone. Granted he’s not a huge fan of medical droids…

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“DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME” The new sniper snaps at the droids trying to strap him to the table to check his injures and sedate him.

“Cross. We—They need to check you out” a nervous analyst tried to calm his brother as the sniper grabbed one of the droids tossing it into the wall screaming out of anger and pain.

“S-Should I grab him?” The quieter brute asks his brother with no facial tattoo as he tried approaching the sniper who started shaking out of anxiety pushing over another droid and flinching to the clash.

None of the four heard the double doors open as the Kaminoan lead the new medic into the room to assist the situation. Before immediately ducking when the smaller transport droid was tossed toward their direction.

“What should we do?”

“H-He’s hurt. He’s going to pass out”

“Or hurt himself more”

“Excuse me…” The medic caught the three’s attention while the sniper continued to do his thing. “May I?”

The obvious leader got out of their way pulling his smaller brother close to him as the brute acted as a shield in case of anything. But the four brothers watched as the droids stopped approaching and suddenly turned off. The sniper quickly turning to the medic seeing the remote in hand that handles control for every droid in the room at that time. He suddenly held himself stepping back as his back pressed against the wall while they slowly approach moving a few droids move along the way.

“Next time request for me to assist your injuries. Clearly, droids aren’t your favorite” They said as softly as they could watching him relax a tad. “Can I get a name?”

“CT—-“

“No, I know you have a name…You’re not a number”

The tension instantly relieved itself in the room as the sniper softens before them.

“C-Crosshair…” Cross sheepishly admits that’s what he picked his name to be as the medic held their hands out for him to take carefully.

“Nice to meet you Crosshair, now can I please assess your injuries?”

“I-Uhm—“

“It’s Y/N. I’m not going to hurt you. I won’t let anybody else touch you okay? We’ll take this one step at a time”

______

The sniper sat up in the bacta bath as all he needed was for his lower half to be submerged. He watches his medic take inventory of all the travel patches, put in new orders for certain medicines, check his vitals every ten minutes, put in orders for future exams to other patients, and practically do their job when they were stationed in Kamino. But every now and then, his medic would sit beside him for ten minutes of each hour to read over old cases. Deceased cases. The sadness in their face only made him upset and every time he tried to talk, it was usually at the end of the ten minutes before they got back up to work again.

Then when it was about time to be taken out of the bacta tank for the night and carefully placed on a bed to sleep the night, Crosshair suddenly grabbed their wrist to keep them from leaving and looked them square in the eye.

“I know when you’re not okay, and you don’t have to tell me…But I’m here. In any way possible” Cross frowns releasing their wrist as Y/N stood for a moment before walking away from his bed to turn the main medbay lights off letting the night ones turn on. He was expecting them to leave but to his surprise, Y/N pulled a comfortable chair over to sleep in for the night.

Y/N sat beside him feeling the tears instantly roll off their face as Cross was quick to take care of a few.

“I don’t want to lose any of you”

“It’s going to take a lot to tear us apart” He reassures continuing to take care of the tears as he gently lifts their chin for them to lock eyes. “We’re not going anywhere…I’m not going anywhere”

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The Different Perspective

Crosshair [CT-9904] PLATONIC • Bad Batch’s Kid • SFW/ANGST • She/Her Pronouns • Canon Bits • Utility!Reader • TW: Third Degree Burns / Nightmares

Requested by: Anon

“What are you doing kid”

“Please don’t do this…”

“He’s not okay…”

“That’s not our Crosshair, Y/N…”

“So…we’re just going to leave him?” The tears rolled off her cheeks as she stood between the right and wrong. “I…I can’t leave him” she frowns looking at the pure disappointment written all over Hunter’s face as she didn’t even say another word when Crosshair carefully brought his arm around her shoulders glaring at the insubordinates that were once his brothers.

“Kid ple—-“ Hunter was cut off by Wrecker physically grabbing his form and pulling him out of there while the open fire started by the approaching troopers. “Y/N!” He cries out as the ramp closes on her tearful gaze.

“He’ll return when he comes to his senses, little one” Crosshair reassures pulling himself back gently resting his hand on her cheek wiping away the few tears. “They’ll all come when they’ve realized…”

You’ve made the right choice…

“How do you know for sure that we can trust this child with my elite squadron commander?” Rampart snaps at Nala Se while the two walked to the training facility to look at the new recruits for Crosshair’s squadron. But before she even answered him, she presented Y/N in the facility running a simulation by herself to prove she’d be an access. But the important thing…

“In Clone Force 99, the bond between the child and CT-9904 was very…different from the other clones in that squadron. She trusted him the most and he, if given the opportunity, would bomb an entire city if anything were to happen to his child. She has many assets but for a label, she’ll be the combat medic for your elite squadron. You’ll see her value yourself” She informs handing off the datapad to Rampart that held Y/N’s file of everything he needs to know.

Rampart narrows his attention on the child when the simulation was over and noticed Crosshair enter the facility to carefully look over Y/N to make sure she’s alright.

“They’re perfect.”

Crosshair prepared for the first mission alone as Y/N was forced to meet the rest of the squadron. Even if she was “old enough to be in a war” the four still looked at her as if she was a two year old given a blaster.

“You better not compromise any of the missions in the future.”

“Or you’ll pay for the consequences personally” The woman hissed as Y/N suddenly felt useless in this squadron but Crosshair wasn’t going to let her continue to feel that way.

Crosshair had watched the interaction from the building entrance to the hanger as ES-01 suddenly grabbed Y/N by the chest plate bringing her close to his face.

“I won’t hesitate to end you if you get in our way of the mission. Your file isn’t locked like the commander’s.” He snaps causing to spit in her face. “You will turn on us. And none of us would hesitate the end you…even the clone” he quickly shoves Y/N away causing her to trip up and fall on her butt.

Out of old instinct, Y/N curled up on herself holding her legs tight to her chest like it was the end of the world if she let go.

________

The sobbing didn’t go unnoticed as the building shook, Tech quickly did a scan of the building and there was a fifth body still warm.

“We need to find whoever that is.”

“We don’t have a lot of time Tech”

“We were told to evacuate the building before the device set off. Well the device set off and there’s still another person”

“Enough arguing. Let’s do the quick search and get out of here” Crosshair cuts into the argument and went in one direction as his brothers separated in three more.

The sniper found himself in the lab facility thinking the worse that was soon proven by the tubes and the screens still running to show they have done tests on several subjects. But he stopped when the sobbing came clearer that he didn’t need the sound amplification of his helmet to help him.

The small child curled more into the small cubby she found herself in when Crosshair made himself noticed.

“Hey I’m not going to hurt you”

She continues to curl hugging her legs to her chest tightly keeping her eyes away from Crosshair.

“We need to get out of here. I promise I won’t do anything you don’t like. Just please take my hand” Cross states as another blast echoes the building causing the child to instantly run into his embrace trusting his words. He carefully picked her up and started running for the exit. “I’ve got the kid”

“A kid?! Fucking maker thank god this building is becoming dust. Hurry to the Marauder and let’s get out of here” Hunter states over the comms before cutting out.

Crosshair didn’t let go of her for one second and she grew attached to him which lead to the Kaminoans letting the child stay with him as some form of domestic experiment with Clone Force 99.

And…

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He swore to never have her feel that small again.

“Is there a problem?” Crosshair’s voice caused her to look up immediately to find his glare piercing through his squadron making them step back. “I’d watch what you say to my daughter. Or you’ll suffer the consequences”

And the tall blond, ES-01 paid for said consequences with his useless commentary. As Crosshair stood by his lifeless body before quickly turning to Y/N watching her tense at the sight but relax when he carefully rests his hand on her cheek wiping away the tear that fell.

“He will never bother you again”

Y/N fell quiet for the flight back to Kamino and as it doesn’t go unnoticed by Crosshair, he didn’t want to pressure her into saying anything she wasn’t comfortable with. He kept close to her even when he had his work to do.

Back on Kamino, Rampart approached Crosshair to talk about ES-01 as Nala Se gestures for Y/N to follow her. But Crosshair wasn’t having it.

“You don’t do anything without my knowledge”

“We are simply talking, commander. She’ll be safe” Nala Se reassures as Y/N gave Crosshair a look to reassure him between the two before separating.

“I’ve been informed of your comm going missing”

“You track my device?” Y/N questions the Kaminoan as she was lead into an office that she’s never seen before. “Where—-“

“We are in an unmonitored room. No cameras. No bugs. Nothing. You’ll tell me exactly why the only channels open on your communicator is to the Havoc Marauder and CT-9901 and 3. You’re risking their safety more than your own”

“…So, you’re telling me to stop. To keep them from being tracked��

“Yes. As much as I am a scientist loyal to the Empire. They were my creations. I…as humans call it…care for them. They are already being targeted by bounty hunters to receive the child and they are targets by your commander. Hopefully deep down he doesn’t hurt his brothers. But what can be stopped now”

“Is my communication with them….” Y/N frowns removing her chest plate to take her old communicator off the interior handing it to Nala Se watching her immediately destroy it.

“It’s for their safety. They are risking their lives enough”

“…so when they said that they’ll come back for me”

“It’s highly unlikely”

Once their conversation was over, Crosshair quickly stepped out of the conference room and sprinted toward the lab portion of Kamino but skid to a stop when he heard his kid sobbing. He went toward it and found himself by their shuttle but more specifically the edge of the hanger door dangling her feet over the edge quickly wiping away her tears.

“You’re allowed to cry if you’re upset…I want to know why if you’ll tell me” Cross frowns setting his helmet down before sitting beside Y/N letting her head fall on his shoulder.

“Are we…really doing the right thing?”

“What?”

“Is following the Empire the right decision?”

“Yes”

“How do you know that?”

“I…” He stops himself and continued to question himself wondering if this was the right choice…did he make the right choice?

Stay with the Empire

Stay with his child

Because both feels so wrong…He made a mistake

“I’ll protect you. Until my dying breath. I won’t let any of my squadron touch you or talk to you harshly ever again. I won’t let the Empire change you like it’s changed me”

Y/N continued to sob as she wraps her arms around him tightly feeling him squeeze her in his embrace.

I will destroy the Empire from within if they lay a hand on who you are.

The enhancements got harsher and stronger. But what Crosshair promised, didn’t change. The two did everything alone except for missions. That would be the only time they saw the rest of his squadron. They trained together. Eat together. Nala Se gave Y/N a private sleeping quarters so she wouldn’t have to be near any of the other squad mates. Crosshair would stop by to check on her every now and then especially before he sleeps and after he wakes up.

When word got out that Clone Force 99 was on a decommissioned medical facility, Crosshair’s squadron was already prepared to set out onto the scene. But before Y/N got on the ship, she was stopped by Crosshair as he presented something to her that only grew her upset expression.

“We’re already going after them. I don’t need that.”

“I know. But if something were to happen to me” Crosshair watches the worry suddenly flood her eyes. “You’ll need it” he handed it off to her before boarding the shuttle leaving her to stare at what lies in her grasp.

“We’ve got company”

The Bad Batch collected themselves and started to head toward the marauder when they were surrounded. Crosshair presenting himself getting an annoyed remark from Wrecker but then Tech pushed his brother out of the way.

“Where’s our kid?”

“What do you mean? She’s right there” Cross rolls his eyes talking about Omega as he readies his weapon. “You could’ve fought harder for her to keep her with you”

“Oh we all know that she’s closer with you. But why in maker’s name would you let her fall in the dark side” Echo snaps cutting into the conversation as Crosshair had enough letting his squadron take over.

As the two squadrons managed to separate from one another then leading to the ion canon. When the worse came as Crosshair reached the short end of the stick with the ion canon, the batch quickly took the opportunity even if it meant their brother could die. But before it got too bad, the ion canon suddenly flashed its blast out the side as it slowly rips open by its side. Before Crosshiar lost consciousness he spotted Y/N dropping at the bottom of the ion canon closing her lightsaber then the canon exploded beside her.

“Y/N—-!!” He weakly yells and collapses where he stood.

Do what is right

Do what is—-s—save him

Save him

SAVE HIM

Cad Bane glares at Hunter from the Marauder and hovered his hand over his weapon while he did the same. But the sergeant dropped startling Omega and surprising Cad when he found a now enraged Y/N with her entire left arm burned up to the shoulder and neck with part of her face from the canon. As she hisses in pain Omega thought she was being saved but with the drop of her blaster and the sudden ignition of her red saber…Y/N brought herself up close to Omega and as much as it hurt she grabbed the child with the force, tossing her toward the bounty hunter who gave the confused sith/jedi a satisfied look.

“Thank you for making my job easier”

“Just get her the fuck out of here and at the rendezvous point” Y/N groans dragging herself out of the hanger looking down at Hunter’s unconscious body kneeling beside him for a moment.

Then while she held a device to his neck, Y/N watches as the firing started against the rest of the batch as she injected what she was instructed to inject. As the three approach the two seeing the saber and froze for just a second.

“Y/N…oh my god”

“Hon come with us. We’ll help you—“

“Like you helped him?! You left him behind and I wasn’t going to let him suffer alone” Y/N yells as the adrenaline started to weaken in her body causing her to drop to her knees. “You’ve failed him. You failed…m-me” she coughed blood suddenly and closed her saber lifting it up getting confused looks but then the drone came by grabbing the hilt pulling her up and out of there as the firing grew heavy catching them all off guard.

There’s no point anymore…

You weren’t replaced, you made a choice

Because he couldn’t suffer alone

Rampart stood at the feet of both unconscious beings smirking to himself as he watched the location of Sergeant Hunter following the trail of the bounty hunter until there was no read on Cad for the time being. He was impressed by both of their work today.

“Need anything more before the droids start dressing changes?”

“No ma’am. Just satisfied by their work” Rampart starts to make his way out of the medbay. “Make sure they get the leave they deserve to recover from their injuries. But also update them on the status of Clone Force 99”

Nala Se watches Rampart leave the medbay before letting the medical droids get to work.

After a while, Crosshair woke up in a bed instead of a metal slab still in the medical facility of Kamino. He sits up almost immediately scanning the room to find the second bed in the room and Y/N sleeping to the best of her ability. But he noticed when she finally relaxed it last three minutes. Exactly three minutes before her heart rate rose and she hyperventilated awake. Crosshair watched her do this five times before ignoring his injuries so he could get out of the bed and limp over to Y/N startling her when he brought the railing down to bring himself into the bed. She hesitated at first but instantly rolled into his side as he wraps his uninjured arm around her keeping her close.

“Don’t ever do that again”

The two haven’t talked much since the medbay because they were experiencing too many things going on in their head that they didn’t know if it would scare the other or not. When the reality of it fell under the same thing.

What if we left

What happens if I get too consumed by the Empire

Did I do the right thing?

Ryloth was a situation that made Y/N question Crosshair straight up. Without another thought she asked him if he wanted to kill for the rest of his life for the wrong reasons, and he didn’t say anything back.

That’s when he decided to get his chip removed. It was damaged after his injury, yet still worked enough for Rampart not to care. But when Crosshair approached Nala Se about having his chip removed, she knew.

“Are you doing this for her? To prove a point that working with the Empire is the right choice?”

“It’s not. I don’t need a chip to know it’s not”

“Then why follow orders?”

“I can prevent a lot from happening while on this side of the line. Others won’t see it that way. My daughter…won’t see it that way. But I would’ve never let them harm her or my brothers. I’ll follow the orders and act as it sees fit but right as the moment comes to our favor, I sabotage it”

Nala Se stares at the clone before her watching his body tense from anxiety thinking what could’ve happened if things went different. But without her questioning anymore, she went ahead with removing his chip. He was unconscious for a few days after the procedure given the extensive damage.

The Kaminoan went to check on him one night when she spotted Y/N curled up in the chair beside his bed wrapped in his blanket. She slowly approaches the bed seeing Crosshair wide awake watching his kid as she started to do a neuro exam.

“You have an opportunity. With this upcoming mission on Daro. To leave”

Crosshair turns to Nala as she continued to talk about the possibility of his brothers heading to the facility on Daro to retrieve one of their own. Based on comm channels she’s been tracking since her creations left Kamino.

“To protect her and your brothers, you’d reunite them. You won’t be forgiven instantly. That’s the price you’ll pay. But if your loyalty is towards the right side. You’ll make the right choices” She finally says on her way out.

•

“Where’s…Commander Crosshair?”

“He’s not on this mission. But you are and since I’m standing in his place, you’ll follow my orders” The pyro of the squadron snaps at Y/N as she hesitantly joins them on the shuttle to Daro.

Finding Gregor lead to finding Y/N. Or really Y/N finding them scramble to get out of the facility.

Hunter removed his helmet staring at Y/N as she tried. Tried to do the right or wrong thing. Continuing to stare there confused and enraged. It didn’t take long for Tech to find the tracker she implanted so he was mad and confused why she so willingly did that. Why his kid did that…

“You’re not safe here…”

Both Echo and Tech relaxed hearing her say that and continued to get themselves out of there. She wasn’t going to do anything? Hunter thought watching the defeated look in her eyes as he didn’t hesitate for a second taking her face into his hands.

“Come with us. Please. He’s chosen wrong and you don’t have to follow him down that path…”

“…But that doesn’t mean he’s not family anymore.”

The sounds of footsteps made Y/N’s heart rate increase as she’s not supposed to be siding with “the enemy” or whatever you call this interaction. But she didn’t want Hunter to be separated from the others.

Yet

That happened anyway

Hunter found himself in a cell on a shuttle scheduled to go back to Kamino. It was wrong of him to pull Y/N with them when she knew something would go wrong. He just couldn’t stand having her fight for a side that is only going to use her. Deep down he wishes Crosshair knew that…

And he did. The cell door opened suddenly and instead of being in uniform for the empire or the elite squadron, Hunter saw Y/N rush in back in her batch colors immediately unlocking the binders they put on him.

“What are you doing?!”

“Deserting. Now hurry up” Y/N frowns pulling him to his feet as Hunter had a death grip on her hand when the shuttle moved. “Shit”

“You have a plan or—“

“I do” Crosshair makes himself present as he managed to get a mandalorian jet pack from one of their previous successful missions and handed it off to Hunter. “The second I open the hatch. You’ll jump and get out of here. The flight doesn’t have to be pretty. You know what to do” he states leading the two to the storage compartment getting ready to let them out.

“But where’s yours?” Y/N questions Crosshair as he shot Hunter one quick look, ignoring the kid. It didn’t take long for her to connect the dots and the tears to spill. “No. No!”

“This is the only way”

“What the fuck do you mean?! You lied to me? Saying you had a plan that includes all of us getting the fuck out of here…but you’re…”

When the hatch hissed open and the murmurs from above were growing louder. Hunter jumped out starting the jet pack and keeping his pace with the active shuttle while Y/N continued to argue with Crosshair but the sniper wasn’t having it.

“Please…please” Y/N begged, sobbing at her dad. The one who kept her safe. Loved her.

Crosshair felt the tears roll off his face carefully approaching Y/N taking her face into his hands wiping away her tears.

“I love you. You’re my kid.” Cross gave off a short laugh. “But you’re perfect and I won’t let the dark side ruin you” he kisses her forehead immediately then pressed his forehead against hers for a second.

“Please…”

Without a second thought…Y/N was pushed out of the shuttle and as she fell, his heart broke.

But this was the only way…

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