I'd just like to say I've watched a really dramatic movie today and I was thinking of that when I wrote this chapter. It is definitely different then what I expected. But I just hope you enjoy it! I tried updating this as fast as possible! So there might be some mistakes or at some points a little rushed. Also if I make a mistake, I don't mind you telling me. :-)

Disclaimer- Blah Blah Blah I do not own PoM. Blah blah blah, I only own this plot.

Skipper slowly awakened, a strange sensation tickling his senses. He swallowed a big gulp of air into his lungs and sighed in relief; at least he could breathe. He lay down on the concrete floor, margarine causing him to roll back, bringing his flippers towards his head. Wait that doesn't feel like his usual flipper, he thought confused, thought the continuing headache distracted him. The blood in his brain pulsed, making him forget completely about his altered flipper. He felt as if someone has tripled the size of his brain to fit much more needed information. It was not a necessarily a bad feeling, but a strange one at that. That wasn't the only internal organ that hurt, though. His side burned deeply, and he felt sick to his stomach, which now seemed enlarged.

He quickly opened his eyes, the light slightly blinding him, making him raise his flipper (slash mutation, whatever the heck that was) again to cover his tired eyes. As his eyes slowly adjusted to the light, he started to study his surroundings. He sucked up the pain in order to get a clear view as to where he was.
The well known restaurants and coffee shops gave him a reassuring feeling, knowing he was not far from home. He looked over at his favorite snow cone stand in the distance and smiled.
The smile did not last long, though, before Skipper began scratching his back quite annoyed. Something was making him itch. What was this cloth that was covering his body? "Ugh." he muttered in a low voice. He noticed the cloth was shaped to his body. Could he wearing that... Thing those inferior mammals (what were they called again. Ah, humans) called clothes?

"Impossible." he didn't quite believe his own voice. Could it be? He started feeling up his face, a nose and skin made contact with his hands. His eyes widened in realization.
'Oh god, Kowalski what a mess you made again...' he slapped his forehead.
His vision focused on his (now known) hand. Everything became even clearer. He was a human. Not a penguin. Not a bird; a stinking mammal. He shivered at the thought.
"Hey good you're awake!" a woman, probably in her mid 30's walked up to Skipper, snapping him out of his self wallowing.
"Hey." He said slowly, his tone curious. "Do I know you?" he scratched his head.
"You don't remember?" she questioned. "Well I wouldn't blame you. You got knocked out pretty hard there."
"What do you mean?"
"You seriously don't remember anything?" she asked seriously.
"Well I remember I was at the HQ and Kowalski did some sort of wacko experiment and..." he stopped himself. He was giving out classified information to a stranger! Has gone completely mad? Maybe this new brain isn't quite functioning properly. "and here I am..." he finished plainly.
"Is that all you remember?" She thought for a moment "Tell me Skipper, What's today's date?"
"I don't know" he shrugged. "Yesterday it was the 12th. So I'm guessing it is the 13th. Why?"
She shook her head, "No, Skipper, it is the 16th."
"That's impossible!" Not much more than everything else that's happened.
"Check the calendar if you don't believe me." she handed him a calendar of 2012 and, has she said, today was definitely the 16th.
"What is going on here?" he stared at her. Not only was he confused, but he also felt a sudden ping of fear. That was odd indeed, since he does not get scared by anything really.
"Do you really want to know?"
"I don't want to know. I demand to know!" He didn't like these newly found feelings, it wasn't him. It was a creepy mutation transplanted with his brain. 'Yeah, that must be it' he thought.
"Well last night we..." she started.
"Wait a second who's we?" he interrupted her abruptly.
"Me and a bunch of other scientists." she replied simply. "Well anyways, we saw you and 5 other people passed out on the floor. Well seeing I am a scientist I wanted to observe the matter. And I took you in..." she paused to let the information sink in.
He just nodded, telling her to continue.
"Well we took you in. We dressed you, gave you food. You seemed really puzzled about the all situation, the human thing. You kept asking us where you were. Your friends were also there, Marlene, Rico, Julian, Kowalski and Private. I hope I got it right"
"Private, Kowalski, Rico, Ringtail and Marlene. Yes you got it right. Now if I may ask, where are they?" It didn't come out as a question, more like a statement.
"Whoaaa, wait I'm getting there. Let me finish." She put on an obviously fake smile. He sighed, she's stalling and he was getting impatient. "Well then we wanted to run some tests seeing you were well... Different."
"Different how?" he raised an eyebrow.
"Different as in different behavior for a human" she answered.
"Ok. Well what happened next?" he asked slowly knowing she was leaving some valuable information out.
"Well I had to give you a shot with a needle. And seeing you were didn't want to get ummm a shot, you sort of ran away and uhhh we searched everywhere for you and now we found you. We are so relieved." she gave him big warm smile. 'Why don't I believe her?' he thought sarcastically.
"Oh are you now? Well if you were being sooo friendly then why would I of wanted to run away? I'm not that afraid of needles, (well that I am) but I wouldn't run away because of such a simple thing."
She shifted uncomfortably. Something was off about this woman, she was hiding something, and he just knew it.
"I don't know! You just were!"
He eyed her suspiciously. "Where is my team?" he asked once again.
"They're all safe and sound, don't worry. Now if you come with me, I just need to run a few tests."
"Run a few tests?" Skipper said to himself, "Wait I think I remember something."

"We will only run a few tests, no need to be afraid, Skipper" the woman said a needle in her hands. He didn't like her already.
"I don't trust you." he snarled.
"I know you're not human..." she said with a smile playing on your lip.
Kowalski and Rico looked worried, Private and Marlene were on the verge of fainting, and Ringtail was spacing out.
Skipper knew that woman was using them for her own benefit but what for, he wasn't sure.
She knew they weren't humans; she already took a DNA test to prove it. What comes next can't be good.
"Listen you can either come the easy way or the hard way. Either way, I'll still be getting what I want from you."
"You'll never take us alive." Skipper gave her a cold stare.
She just smiled wickedly. "Oh don't worry, Skipper. That's was what I was planning too. And just so you know, the name's Janine." With those words being said, she got up and left.
"What does that woman want from us? What in the name of Manfredi and Johnson is going on here?" Skipper didn't know why or how, but somehow he turned human and now he was locked away in some gigantic cage. Kowalski's fault, he concluded. .
"Skipper, I know what she's up to." Kowalski chimed in.
"I'm listening..."
"This is just a theory but I'm betting that turning animals into people could be extremely useful to the scientific world. If she discovered it, the power she'll have will be huge."
Skipper frowned, "So what does that have to do with us?"
"Everything, Skipper! Don't you get it? She already asked me how I built it! And I told her I don't know. Now she will have to do anything necessary to get what she needs to complete the machine! Inside us, we have the changed molecules and some of the stuff that she could definitely use. Inside our bodies we still have our penguin form and-"
"Don't bore me with scientific talk, Kowalski, get to the point." Skipper told him warily, eyes fixed on the tall penguin.
"She will have to destroy us in order to get what she wants."
Marlene paled, "Are you saying that she's trying to kill us?"
Kowalski shook his head, "No. Not yet anyways. If I am correct then she'll try to find every other way but if she doesn't, we're most likely doomed!" he sighed dramatically.

He shook his head. The word 'doomed' kept echoing in his head. 'Something was off about this woman! I knew it'
"Skipper, are you alright?" the woman, now known as Janine, asked after Skipper hasn't answered in a few moments. She stepped one step closer, a little concerned.
"I remember now." Skipper looked straight at her, "I know who you are and what you're after, Janine."
Her eyes widened. "That's preposterous!" she exclaimed. She was so close to reaching him, she won't let him slip away. No, not like the others.
"Oh but I think not." he backed away slowly, making barely noticeable steps.
"Don't be silly, I'm just a scientist researching. I don't mean any harm. Just come with me, its ok, there's nothing to be afraid of."
"You think I'll come with you. Ha." he laughed sarcastically. "I'm not going to let you catch me this time." he turned around and started running. Running as fast as his legs could carry him.
Janine tried chasing after him but her efforts were futile. She was no match to the highly trained warrior. Or so he thought himself to be. But she will get him, oh she will. Soon, and all of his little friends too. Something big is happening and she will be the one to figure out what.

Still not completely satisfied, but yet again, it's better than before. Thanks for those who read. :)

Edited: 2.6.12