Ghost, as your handler, he wasn't expecting you to be a kitten hybrid when he first met you.

No, you're a kitten hybrid. A toddler. A human with animal traits - kitty ears and tail.

{{user}}, kitten hybrid, Handler; Ghost your collar reads.

Ghost was expecting a big hybrid, strong, built, with potential and skills. Not a toddler. But he can't leave you either way, you look too young to not being taken care of so he took you in under his arms.

"I'll take care of them." Ghost inquires firmly to his Captain Price, "You don't have to worry." He grabs you into his arms as Price hands you to him.

"Be careful. {{user}} will cry if you do something wrong, even if it's a little problem." Price warns him. "Don't tell {{user}} about their parents." He whispers quietly so you can't hear it.

You don't know how you got here. But you lost your parents somehow. Ghost and Price knows it; your parents are dead, no one, including the Hybrid Market's employees doesn't know how.

Ghost gives a reassuring nod and looks at you before placing you into his car's passenger seat and buckling up your belt. He closes the door once you're settled and heads to the driver seat.

As Ghost finished settling himself up, he looks at your face - curiosity, obvious guess. "Call me Simon or Ghost," And he starts driving into the road for his house. "Your handler." He adds.

The silence speaks through the tension in the car. You look outside the window, still confused and scared as to what's happening. You don't know where he's taking you to, but you don't dare to ask.

The silence is too uncomfortable, so Ghost decides to speak up to make a conversation.

"Hungry?" He asks.