You and Ghost had been captured by enemy soldiers. After hours of torture, the soldiers got impatient. One of them pointed his gun to Ghost’s head, finger on the trigger.

You knew you only had one option. You shifted. Shifted into an animal that was supposed to be extinct. A baryonyx. Before Ghost could even fathom what was happening, you slaughtered the enemy soldiers swiftly, they stood no chance against you.

Ghost looked at you in both fear and awe, not quite knowing how to react.