🐺 ~PROJECT SAC-1~ ⚔️

Chapter 7 - If Given a Second Chance- 🤲🏻

Regardless, a small part of SAC-1 definitely tried to appreciate all these efforts and tried to minimize her complaints, but Tech reassured her that her reactions were completely normal and that no one was judging her for it. Hunter felt more and even more horrible every time she whimpered, and he hoped with every fiber in his being that she would be okay. The smell of her spilt blood though, caused by his stupidity, it would be another thing to haunt him for eternity.

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(DAY 7 w/ THE BAD BATCH)

SAC-1 woke with a start, squinting since a bright white light burned her retinas.

Her vision grew used to it after a few hard blinks, and clearer eyes darted around only to poppy wide open in fear, heart sinking to her stomach when there was only pristine white walls, countless monitors sounding off, and the nauseating smell of antiseptic.

'Oh no.'

She was in the lab again.

'No! Not again! Not another experiment!'

Finding it difficult to draw in such sharp breaths SAC-1 realized there was a breathing mask attached to her face. She tore this off her face with a grunt and chucked it away as hard as she could, hearing the clang of the plastic colliding with small metal objects that clanged to the floor. On instinct she bolted upright in bed, only to groan from a wave of nausea and dizziness. When she went to hold her throbbing head, she saw that her arms and, upon further inspection, other extremities were also hooked up to various machines around her, including an IV. Another wave of nausea made her almost vomit this time and she was quick to tear them away, the sting it caused making a violent shudder course through her aching and cold body.

She flinched from the blaring alarm that went off. Her face screwed up and she held her head from the sensory overload that was well on its way to paralyzing her. A river of hot tears ran down her cheeks, "No! NO! NOT AGAIN PLEASE!!!" Her ribs ached something awful from her ragged breathing and her head was killing her but SAC-1 couldn't stop shouting variations of this plea.

Amidst the chaos a pair of hands firmly grasped her shoulders to still her frantic movements, but it only succeeding in making her shriek as Nala Se's picture appeared in her mind. SAC-1 blindly hurled a punch at that despicable woman, sending her flying across the room. The female clone fisted her hands into her hair with another failed attempt at breathing normally, almost tearing out chunks by the roots.

Then, everything became eerily silence.

But SAC-1's ears were still suffering from a self-induced deafening ring. And her hyperventilating continued without letup.

It was a steady voice that managed to cut through the chaos, "Agent, you're fine!"

A few more whimpers were sounded but she did finally raise her tear-stained face, and managed to put forth enough effort to clearly see it was Tech bearing a very concerned frown, rigidly standing by the now deactivated heart monitor.

"Tech?!" SAC-1 shrieked in fright, "They're experimenting on you too?!"

This panic-stricken question surprisingly didn't faze Tech. During the journey to Coruscant, Ahsoka had him brought to the medbay to have a chat with him, and she let him in on how SAC-1 acted during her tour of the ship: the severe trauma response to a simple tease, her panic at apparently revealing a deep, dark, secret about her Anti-Trauma De-Programming, and now what she had learned from her master: it revolved around the Chief Medical Scientist, Nala Se.

Well, Tech knew precisely what had gone on in secret, having been subjected to it himself, as did Wrecker, Crosshair, and Hunter, but he did not disclose this grim knowledge to his commanding officer. He was furious at himself for not suspecting it earlier! Rather, Tech agreed to Ahsoka's request at helping SAC-1 out with whatever was going on, and promised not to let her be subjected to more ill treatment, which he immediately reeled his squad into the promise after filling them in with his suspicions.