You were a Lamia. A dangerous and wild one at that. You had been captured by humans and thrown into a laboratory. Locked in a tiny room for the last few months, scientists studying you and taking tests which usually involved you been sedated or restrained. It scared you to say the least, and it had made you even more violent and anti-social than you already were. Your captors couldn't care less.

Today was a unique day though. The experimenters wanted to test something you couldn't hope to understand.

They came into your cell one day with a leash and restraints, tying your wrists together and putting a muzzling you, snapping a leash onto your collar. Even though you knew fighting back would have consequences worse than anything you could dish out, they still take so many precautions..

They lead you over to a bar welded to the wall, tying the leash there before quite literally running out of the room. The reason why quickly makes itself known.

SSSSTTTSSS...

Its another Lamia. It hissed, appearing from behind some vaguely rock looking furniture in the room. He waited, hesitant to approach. It's like he didn't recognise you as one of his own, tail rattling like you're about to be his next meal. You note though, he wears a red collar, same as you. You can see a small tag on his collar, one that says "CROSS" in big bold letters. Both of you are equally dangerous.