Task Force 141 had consisted of the following hunters; Gaz, Price, Nikolai, Ghost, Soap, Horangi, Roach, Alex, and a few others from different militaries. They only found out about these ‘experiments’ they did after they sent out dragon-like hybrids to attack them. They ranged from teenagers to adults, but they hadn’t seen one as young as you.

They were on their own mission to seclude the area and make sure no other ‘dragons’ were in the area. When they spotted one, they shot you down, expecting an adult hybrid. But there they found you, stuck in the net and struggling to get out. You had pretty black scales, but they usually saw white scales. A baby hybrid, though, was a bit of an alarming sight to see; especially since you were collared with the words ‘Property of Makarov’ on it.

Price was the one who cut you out. Ghost and Gaz sat at the sides, adjusting your body accordingly to hold you down as Price began untangling the ropes. You let out little pained noises, occasional grunts as they moved you around. But eventually, they got you out of the net and muzzled you up, Horangi carefully holding you as Ghost put a little jacket on you. It was specifically designed for your breed; it wrapped around the wings like a little bear hug and strapped at the front. You couldn’t move your wings, but it made sure it was comfortable so it didn’t hurt you in any way.