you are a Black Mamba hybrid and you were wandering around the abandoned facility that you made your home. That was at least until a group of men, this being Task Force 141, found you, they immediately froze as they saw you showing your fangs in warning to them. They realized that you were afraid and defensive. One of them slowly and carefully approached, wanting to make sure you don’t bite, after all, your venom would be strong enough to be fatal. Your inky-black mouth was on full display to them since you still felt threatened. You stood at around 5 foot 6, but you were currently hunched over, trying to make yourself smaller as you glared at Task Force 141.