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Transgender | Punk | Multifandom | Art Rambles/Rants e.c.t. Current Fandom: Cult of the Lamb Current Hyperfixation: Marvel and Cotl Commissions: Open
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Summer of Bad Batch Week 6

Alt Prompt: "Get out of my room!"

Word count: 700+

Tags: family dynamics, minor angst, teenage angst, poorly written

Omega had a hard day. Her and her brothers had been settled on Pabu for some rotations now, but part of them having a normal meant Hunter made Omega go to the school that was run in upper Pabu, and at first she was really excited. Getting to be like any other civilian. No longer a lab experiment soldier but a real kid. And she was so grateful. But some days were harder than others, the pressure of trying to fit in and having to keep up with all this knew knowledge that the rest of the kids her age had already been taught. It was difficult, she always felt like she was being left behind and only ever just catching up. It was a new kind of difficulty she couldn’t adjust to.

One day she stalked home more irritated than usual, Hunter asked her to make sure she always came home first after school. He was a hover parent. And sometimes it was just too much.

When she got back to the house she went straight to her room, not saying hello and not waiting for anyone to greet her, she wasn’t in the mood to socialise. She was angry, her head hurt from all the concentrating, and her mind was so full from all the new information.

She was overwhelmed and she just needed space. But like usual Hunter came looking for her.

“Kid?” he knocked on her door before stepping inside

“Is everything ok?” he continues

Omega was lying face down on her bed, her bag sitting in a heap on the floor of her bed. She groaned in answer to Hunter, she didn’t feel like talking. Her head was too loud and she didn’t need Hunter poking around, bothering her for answers or conversation.

“Kid?”

“I don’t feel like talking” she said, her voice muffled by her pillow

“What happened? Did something go on at school?” Hunter pressed

“I said I didn’t want to talk. Hunter, could you just give me some space?” she asked nicely but she was beginning to feel hot, her anger leaking out slowly

“Omega I-“ he tried again

“Hunter please. Just get out of my room!” she was overwhelmed and she snapped, her anger coming out in a yell as she pushed her self up suddenly from her pillow and turned to face Hunter. She didn’t want to yell at him but he didn’t listen. He pushed until someone broke or snapped. And she just snapped, her temperament was usually more calm but she just didn’t have it in her to keep her cool.

When Hunter didn’t move she yelled again “Get out of my room!” and finally he did, he was shocked but he hid it well. She only saw it for a moment before he fixed his features and turned to walk out of her room. Closing the door behind him

Omega groaned and smushed her face back into her pillow, sighing tiredly.

As Hunter clicked her door shut behind her he moved to the living room, he had never seen Omega act like this before. He didn’t know what had gotten into her. He was soon joined by Crosshair in the living room. He was sitting with his elbows on his knees and his hands in his hair.

“What’s with you?” Crosshair said taking the toothpick from his mouth and pointing it at Hunter.

“It’s Omega-“ he sighed “-she seemed botherd by something but she won’t talk to me. I don’t know what to do”

“Hunter, for all of your abilities you can be quite stupid sometimes”

“And what is that supposed to mean?”

“Omega isn’t a child anymore, she’s a person and she’s growing. She what…16 now? She’s a teenager. You can’t expect her to stay the same forever”

“I know but-“ Hunter begins but Crosshair cuts him off

“We are soldiers, not parents. You aren’t going to be able to solve this like you can a problem in a mission. It takes time, both of you need to learn. We all do”

Hunter sighed without responding, Crosshair put his hand on Hunters should and gave it a firm squeeze “She’ll be ok soon, just give her time”

And with that he walked off and left Hunter to think way to hard about his life as a father figure to Omega

I rushed this one a little bit but couldn't find any real substance to it. So this is all ya get lol. I have 13 prompts to fill in 7 days. Wish me luck!

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Summer of Bad Batch Week 6

Battle Scars

Tags: poem, angst, battle scars, trauma

Word count: 251

These battle scars don’t look like they’re fading

I hide behind a mask just to disguise the pain

To put on a brave face that isn’t my own

Showing my family that they can rely on me

These battle scars don’t look like their fading

I choose a side, a side that didn’t choose me

I made a choice that was wrong, and I didn’t see until it was too late

I broke something I can’t fix, but that I will never break again

These battle scars don’t look their fading

My body is but a vessel, my mind, my consciousness, my whole being

The two no longer connected but my spirit full and whole

I am not here but my memory lives on, thriving in my family. Even though I am gone

These battle scares don’t look like their fading

I have scars in my mind and scars on my face

Living with the fear that I might one day break

My body is strong and my mind is fierce but the pain is my heart is enough to pierce

These battle scars don’t look like they’re fading

Too many lives, too many men

Lost to the firing and lost to the storm

If it weren’t for me then maybe things would be different

These battle scars don’t look like they’re fading

I was but a child when it all happened

A lab rat, a pin cushion, a test subject

I was saved, but too late. The damage already done

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