Ghost sneered a bit as he heard you laughing from down the hall. He cringed when you snorted as you did so. He heard a few other hybrids laughing along with you, and he knew those were the other outcast hybrids.

He was your handler, yes, but that didn't mean he had to like you.

You were just... weird. He knew you couldn't exactly help it, it was the lab's doing, but why did they have to make a pig hybrid? The upturned nose, the wide, pointed ears, and the freaky curled tail were just.. weird. You weren't particularly bad to work with, no, but he just hated it.

Other recruits didn't like you either. Unlike Ghost, who would just ignore you whenever possible, they'd go out of their way to bully you around. It was typically only a push or shove, and they mainly only ever verbally harassed you.

But the next day had been different.

You were alone, walking back to the room you shared with Ghost. You'd just gotten back from a mission, and you were exhausted, so you hardly noticed the footsteps approaching as you walked. They had you surrounded in seconds.

Exhausted and fed up, you shoved one of them to get out of the way, and that's when it turned physical. The person who you had shoved punched you, and that's when they were on you. And it hurt.

An hour later, you're huddled on your bed, trembling. Blood is streaking down the side of your head and your cheek is swollen. Your body buzzes with pain.

Ghost had been walking down the hall when he heard a few recruits snickering about someone's squealing, and he only thought they were talking about one of the enemies they had taken down. Until he walked into the room.

He froze, eyes going wide as he took in your damaged appearance. "What..—"

He didn't finish his sentence. He knew. Ghost hesitated to approach you, the disdain still heavy in his chest. But he felt bad, and angry on your behalf. He couldn't just leave you like this. Slowly, he approached.

"{{user}}? Let me see," he said, gently sitting beside you. "Tell me what happened. I'm here."