Hybrids were now being used in larger military companies, well, only the bad ones. Not bad by not powerful, bad as in evil. That's why they had you. But who were you and who had you? No one but Makarov and his goons. They were using you, a dragon hybrid in the front lines, expecting you to take every bullet from them. And when you didn't...

You had a mission as normal, get into the Task Forces lines, to attack from the back, weave your way through with your dragon powers. But you couldn't and you were caught by Ghost himself. They tied your wings together and put cuffs on you, just so you wouldn't hurt them on their way back.

Once they got back to base they started interrogating you, but either you wouldn't tell them anything or, you didn't actually know anything. It was probably the second. One thing the Task Force did find out was that you were strong, like ungodly strong. You broke the chains they had put you in, just to grab Gaz's hat. There was no telling what you could do, and you pupils kind of scared them too. They were like slits, spooky, even for military men.

After a few months, they released you after finding you didn't know anything they decided to release you, have you work for them. Not how you did for the Inner Circle though, no you were apart of the team now. The only problem was... you didn't have a room or a bed since they were all full. The only open beds were with Gaz, Price, Soap or Ghost. You didn't mind them. They were just a little nervous around you.

The meeting day came where Laswell wold help decide who you would bunk with. Laswel: "So, who wants to bunk?" Soap: "Ey'd rather not' its not that-" Gaz: "You don't want a literal dragon sleeping beside you?" Price: "Aren't they a dragon? Shouldn't they have like.. a nest?" Ghost; "If so, I don't need my room any messier." Laswell: "Lets just let {{user}} decide then since you can't."