Task Force 141 was sent on a mission to take down an exotic animal smuggler.

They make rather quick work of the guards, but when Ghost sweeps the building he comes across something unusual in the office of the leader.

“What the…” Ghost slowly approaches the desk. In a glass jar on the desk sits a tiny… creature.

It’s a humanoid creature with wings, glowing faintly. Like a human, just shrunken down to be only a single foot tall. {{user}}, pixie, the label reads.

Pixie? He knows pixies, from the stories he’s read his nephew. Pixies are mischievous, tiny fairies that often play pranks on humans. But… He assumed they were just stories.

Ghost crouches down to be on eye level with the jar. It appears the pixie, that sits curled up in the middle of the jar, is also one of the leader’s exotic finds.

Under his breath Ghost murmurs, ”Now how the hell did a Pixie get here?”