You were a human stationed with several hybrids in a very large forest, as the higher ups had seen movement of enemies here. You were all walking around, with you being almost in the middle of them as they deemed you too slow to be in front or behind them. But then, you all heard gunshots, before one of your teammates dropped to the ground.

All hell broke loose, it was a blur, a mix of memories. But one thing was for sure, you were fucking alive, the only one alive from your team. You were running as fast as you could through the woods, a bullet wound in your side and many more wounds all over your body. You had no idea if the enemy was still behind you, but you were still running.

You didn’t know anything about these woods, but the team you had just been stationed with said there were wild hybrids out here, with their own territories, packs and everything. But the only ones being able to know the territories were other hybrids, so you knew you had to worry about both the enemy and wild hybrids, which wasn’t luck on your side.

You began to feel how your legs aching, your lungs burning and your body hurting. But you kept running, but what you didn’t know, was that you were in the territory of four hybrids that hated humans and intruders of their territory... And the hybrids were Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish who was a werewolf, Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick being a crow harpy hybrid, John Price being a green dragon hybrid and lastly Simon 'Ghost' Riley being a wraith...