On the planet Cybertron, A femme like mech was sitting on her machine recliner and was watching Star Wars Rebels on her widescreen computer. Her name is Goji-Prime and she was a big Star Wars fan. She was currently watching Legacy of Mandalore, a Sabine centric episode where she returns home to try and recruit her family and clan to the cause. And while she enjoyed Hera, she always felt that Sabine has a unique redemption ark. As she was watching, she could see the mother of Sabine, Ursa Wren, making a huge appearance. And judging by her appearance and demeanor, she was very serious.

Watching Ursa's appearance, Goji sighed and said, "Man... This woman really doesn't know when to not take things seriously. Wondering what it was like to be her."

Suddenly, she got a beep from her console on her arm and wondered who it is. Out of curiosity, she paused the show and opened up her holo screen to see who was contacting her. But as she opened the message, there was a strange message that has three words.

"Huh...? What's this? March Needs Moms? Wonder what that means?" she asked herself.

Suddenly, the screen started to went static and Goji looked up and couldn't believe it. "Now what? Did my computer malfunctioned or something? And it was starting to get good!"

As soon as she asked that, a small space bridge opened up and got caught by surprise. A mysterious force starts to pull her into the bridge as she was trying to fight it. Almost instantly she flew off the recliner and was sucked into the portal.

In a swirls of blue and greens, she was getting pulled into the tunnel, not knowing what it was taking her to. But of course, that's not the only thing was happening. As it turned out, her body was slowly shrinking and compressing as her armor's paintjob was changing. Her thrusters and winglets were shrinking faster and shifting and merging together. Goji has no idea what was happening to her and her mind was racing through many alterations.

As she was pulling deeper through the bridge, her shrinking body was matching that of a human as her armor was looking less Cybertronean and more Mandalorean with some parts of the armor becoming rubber and latex to cover her body. Bulky shoulder pads were simplifying and chest plate looking less jagged. Her optics started to merge into one as the blue irises faded and darkened to black. Her thrusters and winglets were changed into a simple jetpack as it fits her back. And her colors of red and pink were changing to yellow, gray, and black. Pretty soon, Goji was looking less like her as she was becoming someone familiar. Even her processor, or mind, is making her think that she isn't Goji at all, but rather...a Wren.

As the light at the end of the tunnel appeared, the changes to Goji was winding down as there wasn't much of her. Instead of a huge Cybertronian, she was a human being. Her armored body was a Mandalorian uniform complete with a black and gray jumpsuit, and simplistic yellow and gray armor plating forged by her clan for generations. Her head was nothing more then a mere helmet as a small visor antennae sticked out at the side of her head. And a jetpack was connected to the back and would be used for a flight. In her mind, the last remnant of Goji-Prime was fading away as she was trying to remember what her name is, repeating it in her head over and over as the words blended together.

I'm Goji...
I'm Gorji...
I'm Gurji...
I'm Gursi...
I'm Gursa...
I'm Ursa...

In a matter of moments, Goji-Prime was no more as in her place is Ursa Wren, Leader of Clan Wren and a member of House Vizsla.

As soon as she exists the space bride, she was falling out of it and immediately landed on cushion of a wide stone throne in a huge room of a futuristic house/base of operations. As the portal above her. Ursa removed her former head, no helmet, revealing her human face with short black hair in a unique bob cut and Asian like features. She was a bit confused as she looked up to see her portrait looking elegant with the helmet on her lap. Rubbing her head, she was a bit dazed after that experience.

"Wha... What happened? What was I doing?" she said in a voice that was stoic and commanding.

Just then, a Mandalorean soldier came to the room and stood at attention. "My lady!"

She heard the soldier and looked on, trying to ignore her jumbled thoughts. "Yes. What is it."

"Your son, Tristen, has returned from investigating the ship that entered our planet. He also has prisoners with him, two Jedi... And Sabine Wren.

The name alone snaped her back from reality. Sabine Wren... Her daughter...a traitor...had returned. Shaking off that thought, she immediately stood up with her helmet decided to meet with her.

"Take me to my daughter."

The Mandalorean nodded and he took her to the the entrance to the stronghold. As soon as the door opened, she passed by the two soldiers at attentions and walked to the stairway, only to not go down it. Instead, she looked down to the snowbank and saw her son with a young girl that has colored armor that was far different then others, all painted in unique colors as well as her hair looking very wild. Ursa know who she is. That's Sabine, her daughter, right at her front yard. She never dreamed that she would return after what she did. Yet here she is, standing there with what appears to be two Jedi behind her. She has no idea what she's doing here and why she's risking it. But something needed to be done. For her clan... For her house... For her family...

"So... It's true then..."

Sabine looked to her mother and was hesitant.

"Mother..."

It goes to show...March Needs Moms, even those that are in a galaxy far far away...

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Goji-Prime (https://www.deviantart.com/goji-prime) - Ursa Wren (Star Wars Rebels)

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