The dream is so real. I'm flying among the clouds, wings spread wide, and the clouds far below. The wind ruffles my feathers as I rise higher and higher, faster and faster. The atmosphere keeps getting thinner and thinner but I keep rising, going faster and faster, as the sky starts to get darker, the stars slowly appearing far above. It almost feels like I can reach out and touch them, when my wings suddenly lose all lift and I fall. Faster and faster, down down and down, down against the clouds, through them and towards the dark ground. I keep falling, going faster and faster as I fall. Suddenly, I start to twist and change, then, all of a sudden, there is a white flash! I barely have enough time to get a impression of a structure, colored white and brown, and then a flash of water before I hit it. I dont know where I am. Everything feels fuzzy as I try to move, it's like when you wake up after a good long sleep, that half-awake experience where you just float along and enjoy it, but I'm having problems getting out of it. My body feel strange and my thoughts sluggish. Slowly things start to clear but my thoughts feel different. It takes awhile before I realize why that is such a important matter. They are not in swedish. Nor are they in English...the only languages I know more than a few words from. Creole. The word just came to me. I’m thinking in Creole. But that's impossible! Creole is the language of the Morrigi. A fictional race from a video game. Slowily, more and more things start to fit together in my mind, my thoughts become more focused, and I remember things once more. I remember my life.. and yet,I also remember things I should have no memory of. Drone building, interstellar navigation at FTL, and antimatter reactor calculations. It’s a intriquing mix, a human life and the technical knowledge from somewhere… I slowly opened my eyes and let out a sigh. Things just felt so...alien to me. That feeling peaked when I noticed something unusual in my field of vision. Something jutting out of my face. I jerk upwards and scramble backwards at the sight, falling off the medical bed, my wings flailing wildly, knocking something over as I feel all over the beak. It take me I don’t know how long it take for me to stop panicking. Catching my breath after the freakout ,I curl up on the stone floor, closing my eyes in shock. Naturally, that did nothing to settle my unease. Humans weren’t evolved with four hearts or eight lungs, and the sensations of them are VERY confusing at first. And that wasn’t even counting the wings, scales, and new limbs I had just discovered. Slowly I began to pull myself together, and to calm down, my hearts no longer racing in my chest. I opened my eyes and saw a small green thing sitting on the thing I fell off. Instantly I recognized the small green thing, it's Yoda, the little green Muppet from Star Wars. He’s just sitting there, holding his cane, blinking at me, in astonishment I think. The most noticeable thing is that he looks tiny...like pick up and hold in your hand, tiny. But then again if I really am a Morrigi like my thought patterns and body keep telling me, then he would be tiny compared to me. Yoda, at least, what I thought was Yoda did his signature “Hmmm” and then made some sort of noise at me. I just blinked curiously at him and tilted my head. I think he’s speaking Basic but it didn’t sound even remotely like English...not that I can actually remember what the hell English sounds like. But that doesn’t mean I can’t answer as good as I can anyway. “Where am I, dustling?”, I spoke, using the general Morrigi word for alien species. Yoda just did another one of his Hmmms, and said something else I didn’t understand as I looked around. The room is small, or at least, is small to my new oversized body, and contains a number of instruments and equipment that have a medical air to them. The thing I knocked over when I panicked looks like some kind of medical drone of some kind considering the room I am in. Turning my attention back to Yoda I find him looking at me before saying something else that I couldn’t understand yet again, before jumping off the morrigi sized medical bed and walking over to the doorway, leaning on his little walking stick. When he reached the door he stopped for a moment, and turned around, motioning for me to stay put before he left. I watched the medical droid move slowly, apparently so it wouldn’t inadvertently scare me again as it get back to its consoles before I looked myself over. Most of my new body is now covered with feathers, colorful ones no less, purple with dark blue parties along my back and wings. Speaking of wings...I carefully stand up onto my four legs and pushed myself away from the wall. Balance is surprisingly easy to gain with having four legs, two wings and a tail for balance but considering I used to be human not long ago, controlling this body is surprisingly easy. It's like I was hatched into it. I carefully spread my wings, giving them a slow flap before folding them up again as I find that I can’t spread them fully, they’d hit the walls. Then I start to slowly check myself over for any other changes that have been done to me. Six legs. Top pair seem to function as arms and hands with seven fingers on each hand, check. Two long wings, check. Colorful feathers and scales, tail ending in a spread of feathers, check. I slowly raise my hands to my beak as I open it wide, the slower part of the beak splitting in half, making it tripart, check. I carefully feel my way down my body with my new hands, finding three breathing holes along my body on my sides with even intervals between my limbs for six of my eight lungs, check. Blinking once more, I laid down on my stomach. All evidence points towards me being a morrigi male in Star Wars. Sometime in the past Star Wars as that was Yoda and the place I'm in don’t look like a mudhut. I don’t even understand the language and I'm pretty sure Yoda just did some mind mojo on me to calm me down when I was freaking out. While I got advanced technical knowledge, it's almost as obsolete in this world as my pure human knowledge would have been. And I’m not even in my own body...and I’m pretty sure I lost any chance of ever getting laid again looking like this as far as I know, there is no such thing as female Morrigi around. Snorting, I shook my head and pulled the mattress down from the medical bed to rest my head on. No, I’m pretty sure that last one is false. Humans as a species will sleep with anything. AN// First of all I want to thank Night_stalker for betaing this chapter for me, but i need more betas as well. Don't want to pile all the work on him . So anyone that feel like taking the grammatical bullet for the rest of the readers, feel free to apply. I would prefer if you are a native English speaker though. Also, here is a bit of scale. The picture on the right are a male morrigi compared to a male human. Picture on the left are two females...just to give you some size comparisons.