(Y/n) and the Bad Batch

Punished but a Winner

I took off away from the droids and into each trap we set for them. They were so distracted coming for me that they didn't really notice how they were getting destroyed.
Why did one little thing, well not a little thing, but one thing break the trust between Anakin and I?
Perhaps I do not see it as a big thing because I live with it. Maybe it's because the Bad Batch seemed to accept me more for it. Maybe they seem me as someone who is different like them... If that is the case, I owe them so much. Even if it isn't they seem relatively unbothered.

I continued to run as Anakin lead our forces to the droids. The battle didn't last long, even though the droids had reinforcements. I was exhausted by the end of the battle, I could barely move.

"Everyone hustle up, let's get back to the ship." Anakin ordered, I could tell why he said hustle.

Getting back to the ship was not a big deal; it was extremely awkward though. I wanted to catch up with Echo, even though we had never met. I wanted to talk to Rex, but I knew he wouldn't talk to me. I hid myself among Clone Force 99 and kept my head low. I hustled with the rest of them, but I knew they could hear my heavier breathing. I had not used that much magic in forever, it takes quite a toll. I got a few concerned glances from some of the members, but I wasn't paying much attention to them. I was just focusing on distracting myself from the burning feelings in my legs.

With my protection many lives were spared, and many separatists destroyed. Is that not enough? These thoughts are certainly enough to distract me from pain. Then, I caught the most sympathetic look I have probably ever been given. I turned to Wrecker, who gave me an encouraging face. I guess the ship was close. I realized what Anakin wanted me to do, he probably wanted to see my second form. I could not really see the motivation that would be so driving, but I guess I didn't see a lot of things.

I did not want to give Anakin any satisfaction right now, so I state in my current form. Upon nearing the ship I slowed down, and walked in confidently. I sighed as I grabbed my own corner of the ship, and stared off into space. I stayed away from everyone on purpose; even though quite a few times I caught Anakin watching me intently. Quite a few times Anakin sent Rex and Crosshair back to check on me.

What the he|| would I be doing right now? What could I do right now? I honestly wanted to know what Anakin's logic was to this, if there was a method to his madness.

When we arrived back at the base we were given one last task, to secure our grip on Anaxes. Echo was taken by the separatists, but Rex was inclined to believe him! His mind was taken! Was I any less believable?! I thought bitterly like this for the rest of the time I was on that mission.
It was a pretty standard mission, considering it had a pretty standard objective. Tech and Hunter seemed to doubt Echo until his plan worked. That made me nervous, especially considering how close I thought I was to them. They seemed unbothered by my presence however, so I was inclined to believe they thought Anakin's plan foolish.

I hoped they did, and of course Obi Wan was no help, and no point in telling Master Windu now. My only hope is that Echo and Clone Force 99 would be given medals, so I could slip out quietly.

Unsurprisingly, Echo and clone force 99 were going to be given medals. A small surge of hope came through me as I walked to my barracks. I heard someone call my name, but I ignored it. Besides, I had better things to do. I packed the few things I had and threw my bag over my shoulder. I opened the door to my barracks and peeked out; nobody in sight. I leapt out my door and quietly made my way to a landing strip.

I examined a shuttle that was not locked down yet, and looked on my phone. I typed up some app to scram this signature code, but I never got the chance.

"Y/n?" Hunter called my name.

"Whatcha doing?" Came another voice.

Probably Wrecker.

"Running away I see..." Tech mumbled under his breath.

"I'm not running away I'm! ... ... well I'm going away for a long while, in secret... not to return... yeah never mind I don't know where I was going with that..." I shrugged sheepishly.

"We offered for you to join us, aren't you going to at least consider that?" Hunter asked in a tone that suggested he already knew the answer.

"Look, it's not that I don't want to, I'd love too. But I don't want to endanger you anymore than I already have... Besides, now that I've used magic, Vial, you know him, will be looking for me. He's going to send his beasts after me, and I don't know how much more advanced he's gotten since we've last met. I don't want to take a chance, especially with you." I rummaged through my bag for no reason.

"It'd be better if you faced it with a group then..." I heard Crosshair murmur.

I paused and hung my head, "I know, but if it's better than watching more people I know die, then I'm going to do it."

I felt someone grab my shoulder, "so come with us and you won't have to." Hunter gave me a confident smile.

"Are you sure? Knowing what I am and everything..." I gave him a defeated expression.

There was a short awkward silence that followed, but Wrecker spoke up.