Buir aka Cody and his karked up relationship with one Jango Fett
Okay so I've had some thoughts rattling around my head for a fic, but i'm already writing a fic and this one is a bit outside of my wheelhouse, so i'm tossing said thoughts here for now. maybe i will one day write this. maybe not. enjoy?
Alphas call Jango “Prime” but the CC batches grew up knowing him as Buir, at least in the beginning
Jango gives Cody his name. Kote. Likes Cody. Listens to him, teaches him. Cody calls him Buir.
Jango chooses Boba. Young Cody doesn’t really understand the consequences of this choice until later.
All of the trainers remark that Cody has the same drive Jango Fett does, the same viciously clever mind. The same honed strength. Cody tries very hard not to show how much the words mean to him, especially when they could drive him apart from his vode.
Buir chooses the other side. Buir becomes Jango Fett. Cody won’t even call him Prime like the younger batches will. He hates the reminder that betrayal to the only family he’s ever known is as imprinted into his dna as his fighting skills are.
The war comes. He is named Marshal Commander and assigned to High General Obi-Wan Kenobi. He makes himself a beacon of all that a vod needs to be. He creates processes to hide vode who would otherwise be reconditioned or decommissioned. He is so very, very careful around Kenobi, who seems so perfect.
His loyalty feels torn between bleeding for his brothers and bleeding for his General.
Later, he meets up with Wolffe (and maybe the rest of the batch?). It’s after the rest of Wolffe’s battalion has been destroyed. Wolffe names General Plo ‘Buir’ and he does it with bared teeth. Daring Cody to call him out. (Cody leaves? Cody shouts? Cody panics and makes Fox help him find all the things he can do to keep Wolffe safe if it comes to that?)
Late in the war (after Umbara?) Cody is helping a brother who is pretty out of it. He’s young, barely earned his paint, and he mumbles something like ‘thanks, buir’. Maybe one of the medics hears it and teases Cody a little, but Cody completely shuts down. Sirens are going off in his skull screaming that that’s a name he has never been worthy of, not with so much blood on his hands that he is never going to be able to wash off. Rex calling him ori’vod is hard enough—he couldn’t save the rest of Rex’s batch, he barely saved Rex—and this?
He holds himself together until he reaches his quarters, and then he sobs his heart out. Maybe Obi-Wan is there to comfort him, but there’s only so much that can be said. Obi-Wan knows a thing or two about failing your children (they never should have been your children).
Optional happier ending: Crechemaster Cody. The little ones (clone and Force-sensitive alike) call him buir, and he names them ad’ika. He no longer needs to raise warriors.
