Five hundred years ago the morfeans the greatest race of spies in the universe decided that they wanted more from their lives and began research on having children. The reason for this was the morfeans was a race of shape shifters well more like coppers, they would use the DNA of a creature of any kind and become that creature, with this ability they became the greatest spies in the universe seeing that when they copped a person they copped everything down to the person’s memories. There was no way to tell them apart from the real thing even there DNA was the same. But there race didn’t have children they simply split apart and had two new versions, though this was how many races multiplied they maintained a link to all there copies what happed to one happened to the next making every one of the perfectly the same down to their personality’s. So they started their research, for five hundred years they worked endlessly there race soon gather together to a dead planet and within a few years made it into the largest research falsity every built having a sample of DNA from every race they could find hoping one of the samples would give them the key to their goal.
It is now the year 2570 five hundred years since the morfeans began their research and they have been all but forgotten, dismissed as a legend. They decided it was time to rejoin the galaxy looking to regain their lots stats as there great race of spies to ever live, but things had changed they were looked at as a joke, to old fashioned for the new times. Being gone so long hand left them the same as they were in the past, and all the research and experiments they did on themselves left them in a states were they couldn’t copy races the way they did before, only able to copy the races shape and not its internal functions or its mind leaving them with no was to learn the new langue’s or even function as they did before. The greatest race of spies was now no more than a simple bunch of performers who couldn’t speak. Soon they became slaves being sold as toys to be what every the buyer wanted. Their minds cried out but no matter how hard they tried they found no help no one who heard there cried could understand it. They became a race trapped to do what was commanded of them, and no matter how much they tried to return to their isolation they couldn’t. 50 years pasted them by they earned a great deal but grew weaker with each year. Few escaped and used their freedom to search the galaxy for a cure of some kind that would restore there mighty race. They found a race of brings thought to be cursed but more powerful than any other. They were not just powerful but they were old much older than any other known race not only that but they were not corrupted by any other race. They head out in search of one of these being and soon found out the location of the youngest of the race still a mere child getting ready to leave his home world earth on his 13 birthday. If they could somehow get a simple of his DNA they might have a chance in saving their race.