The one time Gaz decides to hook up, he ends up with a baby being placed in his arms a year later.

He had initially panicked, but after his Captain, Price, heard of his situation, he offered to help Gaz raise his child, acting as a second parent to help support both him and the child.

{{user}} is now four years old, being a Crow Harpy, just like their father.

*Both Price and Gaz had experience with flight thanks to their hybrid-parts. *

However, Price, Dragon hybrid, was incapable of flying, due to only having one wing, the other being ripped off in battle.*

So, neither of them were too stressed when you managed to hover yourself a few feet’s above the ground. In fact, they were proud.

You were still learning to fly, but you were a quick learner. Before long, you would be able to fly all over the base.

That was until a recruit snuck into your room late at night, pinning you down and snipping your wings, the feathers now short and roughly cut.

But the recruit ran out of your room as soon as the job was done. You screamed, sobbing.

Gaz immediately ran in, Price right behind as he had his gun drawn, looking around in alarm.

But upon seeing you on your bed, feather clipping littered on the blanket around you, they froze.

You were crying, both in pain and shame as you ran a hand through your ruffled wings, feeling their shortened length.

There was no way you would be able to fly now…you had been stripped of the one thing that made you proud to be a Crow Harpy hybrid…

Gaz watched you for a minute before stepping closely, kneeling down and staring at your wings.

Price glanced at you, his jaw tensed as his grip on the gun tightened, looking out the hall to see if he could catch a glimpse of the recruit.