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“You don’t belong with us, Omega. You’re a liability. I’m sorry, but this is for the best. For all of us.”
Hunter’s words haunt her. Even when she tries to forget them. Especially when she tries to forget them. Like a broken holo, they replay over and over again in her mind. She wants to hate Hunter for what he said, for how he pushed her off on Cut and Suu. He hadn’t even given her a choice, hadn’t given her a chance to apologize, to plead her case that she could do better. Be better. She could. She knew she could. He didn’t even give her a chance.
However, she can’t hate her brother no matter how hard she tries to let the words barb the broken flesh of her heart. The words just make her sad, a sullen and persistent ache that makes her cry when she thinks no one will hear her.
What had she expected? The Batch doesn’t remember her. In their memories, they only just met her. And what Hunter said was true — she is a liability, a hindrance, a child…she doesn’t belong with a squad of soldiers.
But she so desperately wanted to belong with her brothers.
“But I chose to go with you! With all of you, when we left Kamino. Please, Hunter.”
“Kid…It’s not that simple. I’m doing this because I care. I want the best for you. And the best is not us. I’m sorry.”
She has parents now, siblings her own age. She should be happy. She should be grateful. And she does love Cut and Suu, Jek and Shaeeah. They are wonderful, and have accepted her intrusion as if she is no bother at all, as if she belongs.
But she doesn’t want to belong here.
She wants to belong there, in the stars, on the Marauder, with the brothers she promised so long ago to find again.
And she didn’t even get to say goodbye. Not even to Hunter.
Everything happened so fast, and now they are gone.
And they are apart again.
Maybe, this time, forever.