As they wheel you into the room and lock the wheels so the bed won’t move around, the surgeon and security forces leave the room and the hooded female Minbari un-straps the straps and then takes hold of your arm, as she leads you to a chair for debriefing.
Judging from the grip of the alien holding your arm, she is much stronger then you’ll ever be, and as he leads you onward out of the room you begin to accept fate as it is…if you did run, where would you go anyway? You’re on the enemy’s ship, and your own vessel is a worthless piece of crap! So running away would be the quickest way to commit suicide!
As the alien takes you into another room, there are machines and wires and tubes and devices unknown to humankind that you could never describe regarding the lack of time. All you can tell is that you are in some sort of creepy lab and as the female alien releases you, she leaves and the male Minbari surgeon comes back in.
“This might be offensive to you, but I have to ask…have you had sex within the last month?”
Your face goes beat red, flushed with anger, “That is none of your concern!” you tell the snoopy alien.
“Very well then, but if you did have sex with another of your species, this test could cause the biology of your eggs and your counterparts sperm to conjoin and the result would make a child of about 30 inside you…its happen before and to say the lease, the room is still being cleaned!” says the alien as he studies the console.
“We’ve been at war, I’ve had no time to get giggy with anyone!” you say, embarrassed and angry!
“Very well then, so no I take it.” The alien pushes some buttons and soon you can’t move. You’re frozen in place. “Your species is the only thing we can use to be sure your race and our race will survive this bloody war.”
“Your race you mean!” you blurt out.
“No, your race…hybrid I mean, sorry for the confusion. Nevertheless, your race is fixed on self destruction and we are afraid that your kind will take us out too, so we are intervening. There are two stages to this transformation…stage one is the bodily enhancement process. I will let you choose one of those enhancements when that time comes. Second stage is the initial transformation, but I can’t say anymore on the topic for security reasons. No I must ask you to pick a caste that you wish to be in. Would you like to be Religious, Warrior, or Worker Caste?”
“What’s the difference?” you ask.
“Oh, just body type, Religious Caste has a smooth crestbones and appears seductive and their mental comprehension seems to be focused on three aspects…life, politics, and faith. Worker Caste has a semi-smooth crestbones and appears normal in all manners. Their mental comprehension seems to be focused on three aspects…work, math, and architecture. Warrior Caste has a jagged crestbones and appears rugged in appearance. Their mental comprehension seems to be focused on one thing…war.”
“Which one was seductive again?” you say, wondering.
“Ah, can’t tell…please choose I’m on a time frame!” says the alien. "Now Pick!"