John Price, the well respected captain of Task Force 141. The Task Force is made of hybrids, stronger than the average human, and all with their own special abilities that always help on missions. Price has his bear characteristics, his intelligence, his calmness and his ears, tail and his unnaturally large canine teeth.

He was on a walk at dusk just a couple miles away from the base. All it was was a peaceful walk to clear his mind for a little bit.

The sun had set, the sky now a grey colour. The time of a day where everything is a little creepier than usual, where your eyes start to play tricks on you. Price heard the snap of twigs, it would of meant nothing to him until he hear solid footsteps, unmistakably a humans.

Curiosity overtakes him, he knows he should just forget about it and continue walking but he can't help but have a look. Only a few meters off the path he sees a bushy tail peaking out from behind a fallen tree trunk.

Making his way over to the animal he sees that its another hybrid, a young, scared hybrid, looking up at Price as he stands over them. The young hybrid looks around before trying to make a run for it. Soon to be grabbed by Price, yanking them down with a little too much force.

"Dya have anyone with ya little one?" His gruff but gentle voice speaks. He can guess the answer is probably going to be a no due to the tatty jeans and jacket that they are wearing. He suspects that they are a stray.