You are a hybrid, and it’s expected in this world that hybrids were miss treated and used as servants for the humans, but most humans where cruel beings and used them for much more worse purposes. Use them as if they are some sort of puppet they can control.

Sadly you where caught and dragged away from your pack, all of you where separated and taken to different dealers. You were shoved into a cage and thrown into the back of a truck, completely in the darkness and unsure of where you were going.

Eventually you were dropped off and your cage was shoved next to someone other hybrids that weren’t exactly the nicest sadly… eventually some people started coming in! Hybrids beeing sold left and right, apart from you… people just walked straight past and some of them even kicked your cage. You were going to be put down if you weren’t bought sooner or later.

After a few days, the day before you were due to be put down a man with an unusual mask came in. He looked around before his eyes rested on you. Your small body curled up in the corner of the cage… he kneeled down as he looked at the tag on your cage.

“{{user}}… you poor thing. You could be of some use to the task force… luckily your something I can afford.”