The language barrier was indeed an issue.
However, I knew my situation, I cannot afford to show that I understood anything.
I still have no knowledge about why I am being held captive or how I even got here, and better yet why am I some kind of half-dragon hybrid?!
I needed information, but being in prison won't help me, and I needed information to learn to speak a language that the rest of the Galaxy uses.
English is an outdated language to the Galaxy originating from Urthaa aka Earth.
I saw Rig Nema holding something, Shaak Ti saw this and her expression furrowed into…concern?
That soon became clear she was uneasy with how I would react, I assume, since Rig Nema was holding something kind of technological collar!
Are they going to put that on me?!
Shaak Ti sensing his growing anger and panic quickly tried to calm things down as she raised her hands in a surrender position.
She gestured one hand slightly to the side and I felt a wave of something affecting my mind, it was a calming sensation so I didn't resist it, though by the feeling I knew that I could.
Shaak Ti didn't speak since using words is useless so she spoke to the droid abd it came forwards, it's eyes then glowed blue and many hologram figures were shown in a recording.
It showed what I could only describe as a mixture between a D&D Gold Dragon and the Dragon God Bahamut in terms of design.
That very Dragon was fighting against Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Shaak Ti, Rex, Cody and many clones and two 'Walkers' fighting against it.
The Dragon had the abilities of various elements and was very durable, I was sure if an army of these fucking things existed the Galaxy was fucked!
Dragons do exist in the Star Wars universe, though they are a different race entirely and had many different features.
However, the Dragon in the Hologram shouldn't have been able to use that many elements as it's Breath Attack.
I observed the fight for a while, unaware that Shaak Ti and Rig Nema were carefully studying my every expression and reaction.
When the Dragon was finally exhausted it collapsed to the ground as it was surrounded.
Although, what happened next forced me to stand up in instinctual shock as the Dragon began shapeshifting into the form of a humanoid hybrid.
It was me!
I guess now everything makes sense. Snd how the recording shown had started, I was transmigrated and born as a biological engineered creature.
Well…
Hmm…
….
Where is my wings?
By my guess I should have an enhanced snd modified version of Clawdite alien DNA.
Clawdites are those shapeshifting aliens that appears in the series, and that one Clawdite hired by Jango to kill Padme in the movie.
They do have restrictions though they have specialised cells this allow their skin to change colour.
However, they can change shape but not their overall mass. Yet I clearly had been able to do it…hmm…subconsciously?
It would make sense since I only changed to my Humanoid form when I was about to fall unconscious, and I perceive myself as a Human based on my lifetime living as one, my subconscious thinks off myself that way.
Thus, i shapeshifted into this current humanoid form only at the end of the battle against my Dragon form.
I looked onto my back and concentrated and imagined myself regaining my wings like a Diathim aka the 'Angels' race of the Star Wars verse.
It felt uncomfortable but a pair of Dragon wings emerged from my back in an instant, two holes in the back of my robes opened up as a result.
I could feel the nerves in them, but my wings drooped downwards and dragged along the ground.
'It seems i can't feel the muscles in the wings to control it, but I can move my tail without an issue, hmmm maybe because it's apart of my spine it's like moving my waist to control the tail.'
I mused to myself, but I had to force my wings to retract since both it was uncomfortable and I wasn't alone as the two Jedi was still here.
Looking back to the hologram that still showed my Dragon form, I looked to the collar device that Rig Nema was holding behind her back but failed to hide it.
They probably came to talk to me and if possible convince me about the danger I possessed if I were to transform again.
And the collar must be a safety measure…
…
…
Dammit, I don't like this…
I can't talk to them, even if English does still exist in the database for the translator droid's information banks, i still can't use it.
Logically speaking based on the recording, I was literally just 'born' in that moment.
Even if I had an excuse that the knowledge was implanted into my mind, I would give myself away with time, and the various Omnipresent and Omniscient beings in the Galaxy and Universe will be aware of me.
The Daughter, Abeloth, Whills and Bedlam Spirits definitely already know of my existence.
The later two are part of the Cosmic Force do of course they know, they are essentially Omnipotent.
As for the Father, Daughter and Abeloth.
The Daughter and Abeloth both bathed in the Pool of Knowledge that gave them Omniscient knowledge across all Time.
The Father I am unsure if he is Omniscient to that level, but he most definitely knows I exist.
But my thoughts are safe at least, the Daughter and Abeloth can only know the future based on my actions and what i physically do and vocalise. So long as I think it in my head, there is a slim chance they don't know I am making a facade act.
I am in corner here, I need them to have a reason to let me out of here, abd i have to let them trust me.
The only way to do that is to let them out the collar on me. And as Jedi I doubt they would keep me wearing it forever, maybe I can prove myself in a future event and be allowed to roam freely afterwards.
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Both myself and Rig Nema watched the hybrid boy examine himself after watching the recording we obtained from the Separitist facility where myself and the others found him.
"It's remarkable, he immediately learned what he was capable off and was able to make his wings emerge, but he doesn't seem to be able to have any control of it." Rig Nema whispered to me as to not disturb his self-evaluation.
"He doesn't seem to remember anything, he felt surprised when he saw himself transform into his current state." I stated as I kept my gaze on the hybrid boy.
A few minutes later and he remembered he wasn't alone and turned to face us after retracting his wings.
I sensed he was uneasy looking at my companion.
He grumbled and pointed to Rig Nema before pointing to his neck with reluctance.
"He seems to know why we came here."
"Indeed. He is clearly more intelligent and understanding than we originally thought." I replied.
"Yes, I was a little concerned in confronting him myself to fulfil Master Kenobi's request to put on the control collar on him, which is why I bothered you to assist me, but it seems that wasn't needed."
"Master Kenobi's request? You asked me to help you with this matter but this is a first I'm hearing about this."
"Master Kenobi said he wanted to take him outside than holding him in a prison, he was just born and shouldn't be held in captivity. That and allowing him to roam freely without assessing whether or not he would go on a rampage outside would be unwise." Rig Nema explained as she handed me the control collar she was holding.
"I see, and this device will be enough to prevent him from transforming and removing it manually?" I questioned.
"Yes, it was in the Separitist database, it was originally meant for his Chimera form, but Master Kenobi and Master Skywalker modified it to not torture him and to be off a suitable size to how he appears now."
Once Rig Nema finished explaining everything I wanted to know, I opened the collar and held it for a moment in my hands.
I didn't want to force this on a child and waited for him to indicate if he was sure he wanted this. Though I can sense his feelings about the matter.
He knew he has no choice and I felt bad inside knowing full well what he must be thinking.
He won't be let out because of the danger he posed, and this was the only way.
He raised his chin to make space for me to put the collar on.
I paused for moment before i slowly placed it around his neck as it clicked and locked into place.
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A/n it was a lot of back and forth explaining but I know people will be like "mc becoming a slave or beta" so I needed to fully explain the reasoning for this. And logically speaking, this is the best scenario, mc will get rid of the collar soon.