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Transformation completed: the Tooka Batch!
The mission having been a bad one from the very start.
But Rex had said he needed the artefact for his Clone Rebellion so in the team went. The newly reunited Bad Batch. All seven of them with Batcher there with them but of course.
“This is not good. At all.” Echo complained loudly.
“For once, I do agree.” Tech respond to him.
“I’ve got a bad feeling about this.” Hunter grumped.
“I’m hot and I’m hungry. This mission’s a total bust. Besides why do all these cave places always smell so bad.” Wrecker wasn’t having any fun either.
“Come on you lot! Quit complaining. I thought you all loved this kind of whacky adventure judging from all the fun time you’ve been on while I was… well, indisposed.” Crosshair wasn’t a happy camper either and clearly still feeling the sting of the others having had fun without him while being with the Empire still.
“It’s here somewhere.” Omega was feeling slightly more good about the op than the rest of them were even if she too was beginning to have her doubts about them finding anything, but then her gut was telling her something else. “I can sense it.”
“Omega, you’re not Force sensitive.”
A harsh reminder, but it was true. Guess, it had been proven?
“I know that. It’s just… a feeling I have.”
The others almost in total unison rolled their respective eyes at that. The kid still thinking she had what it took to be a Jedi of sorts.
“Come on then, show us where if yer so sure.”
Omega halted. Sniffing the air. Another combo eye roll following suit.
“She’s learning.” Hunter felt proud just in the moment.
“Mini Hunter.” Echo retorted.
They all laughed at that. Well, all except Omega.
“Just glad I’m not mini Crosshair!” She retorted then.
Crosshair stopped mid-chew his stride the others almost crashing into him.
“That really hurt, Omega.” Crosshair was pouting.
“Well, Wrecker started it.”
Crosshair’s evil eye was on Wrecker.
“Hey!” Wrecker afraid of it, well as he should be too!
“Cut it out you two!” Echo chided the two.
They did stop. Echo’s word was law after all.
“This way!”
And so, they all followed her.
*
“Over there!”
Hunter having sensed it first this time around.
“Electromagnetic fields eh, Hunter?”
“Sure. But I can also see it. Right over there!”
They all headed to the direction. Following Hunter now. Whom led them to an opening in the cavernous underground construct they had been wandering inside of for a spell now.
“On the pedestal.” Tech was already busy with his scans.
“Should we check it out?”
“Let’s do it!”
And so they did.
Reaching the pedestal Tech still making his scans.
“It is a low frequency it’s emitting, but I can detect it.”
“Okay then. Let’s grab it and get the hell outta here.” Hunter already annoyed and wanting to leave asap, having had enough of adventure for now.
“Wait!”
Alas too late to head the warning, Hunters hand reaching for the artefact, touching it.
A bright flash surrounded them out of the blue, a blinding one at that.
And then…. Omega stood there all by herself. Well, with a clowder of tookas meowing around her feet. Purring and jumping against her.
“Oh… no…” Omega was flabbergasted for a spell, but then… “Guess we all know who’s the one with the Force!”
*
Omega had flown the Havoc Marauder to Rex’s base.
The tookas, her brethren having hassled the resident hound, Batcher all through the flight. The lot of them asserting or trying to at least, their dominance on the Lurca Hound. Thankfully Batcher having been very patient with the lot of them, letting them have their wee game. For now.
“Welcome back!” Rex was there already greeting Omega at the landing zone. “Where are the others?” The Captain asked rather confused, seeing only Omega there.
“Well… there was a slight SNAFU while retrieving the artefact… so, yeah…”
“Oh? What happened?”
“Well… this happened.”
Just then, the litter of the feline persuasion stepped onto the ramp of the ship. One by one they did led by the red bandana wearing tooka up front.
“Wot the…???” Rex gawked at the very familiar looking kittens there.
And then, out of the blue, the slim grey coated tooka with a scope over its eye jumped on Rex, hissing at him as he grabbed on tightly with his sharp claws.
Rex trying to get rid of it alas for nought. Fighting the tooka his only option?
“Heya there!”
A clone Omega had not yet met arrived to the scene.
He was laughing at the antics of the felines, the lot of them having surrounded Rex, purring and jumping against his legs as they greeted the Captain.
“That one must be Crosshair. Rather feral ain’t he.” The new arrival simply stated, still laughing at Rex and the tooka.
“Hey there. I … who are you exactly?”
“Fives.”
Fives then knelt down, cooing at the kittens. The tooka with artificial limbs immediately going to him, rubbing his face against Fives hand and purring very loudly.
“Heya Echo. Good ya see ya too!”
“Fives… you’re Echo’s friend, right?”
“Indeed.”
“So you are…”
“Alive. Very much so. Thanks to Rex and well a few Force artefacts. But nothing like the one you clearly found!”
“Yes, well, they did touch the artefact. Hunter did.” Omega explained.
“Not heading the warning eh?”
“There was none we could see.”
“Yeah? Well, guess you were lucky then.”
“Or already having the Force.”
Fives quirked his brows.
“I’ve heard of it. Rex told me. Guess it’s possible.”
“Yes, well, what of them?”
“Well, they’re pretty kitties, aren’t they.” Fives simply smirked.
“But they’re tookas… What could be the point in that?”
“Heh well, it’s something we need to figure out won’t we. But guess yer the one with the Force eh? So you can do something to help?”
“Well, guess so.” Omega wasn’t as sure though, this wasn’t magic after all, or was it?
Meanwhile Rex and Crosshair were being at odds still.
“Get off of me you mangy cat!”
Crosshair did. Jumping down taking a seat and simply started licking himself as if nothing having happened at all. As if he had not just attacked Rex.
“Come on then, Megs. I can show ya what we’ve found so far. I think you’ll be able to help me out a lot with all this stuff.”
Omega gingerly went with Fives. Her most eager to find what was up with all these things, these Force artefacts Rex and his crew and Fives had been gathering from around the galaxy. The clowder following suit. Leaving a cussing and scratched up Rex behind, licking his own wounds.
“Karking tookafied Crosshair!”