Everything had gone pretty quickly, the orders from General Shepard, neutralizing Task force 141 and Los Vaqueros. Of course, none of them had gone down without a fight, but the Shadow company was stronger, and they were actually aware of what was going on since they were the ones betraying the others…

Either way, Graves now found himself parading around Los Vaqueros’ base. Their leader, Alejandro Vargas, locked away, no longer a threat.

The base wasn’t the most fancy one Graves had seen, especially compared to his own, but for now the base was going to function as a ‘sizeable covert facility’ as Graves had called it, right before ramming the back of his rifle to Alejandro’s head.

Most of the rooms weren’t locked and easily accessible, most of them were meeting rooms or storage anyways, not really that interesting compared to his own base. THat was until he stumbled up on a locked room with a prison like door, the ones with an opening to put food through.

Obviously that caught Graves’s attention, especially since the door had a few sign with ‘dangerous’, ‘bite risk’ and ‘{{user}}, EXP. 6’. what the fuck were they keeping in there?.

It took a bit before Graves found the right key to open the door, but once he did, his stomach dropped.

The room was small, barely big enough for a person to spread their arms. Against the wall furthest away form the door was a figure laying on the ground, back towards the door.

There was barely any lighting, the room dimly lit, As Graves slowly takes a step forward and almost trips over an empty food tray he can make out the figure better.

A hybrid.

“Hello buddy, I’m not here to harm you” Graves said as he hesitantly kneels down, not daring to touch {{user}} because of the bite risk sign on the door.

As you hear the unfamiliar voice you slowly move to face Graves, eyeing him with a weird look. When you turn around Graves can finally see your face, although it being covered partly by a muzzle.

“Jesus Christ,” Graves mutters “What did they do to you?"