Hybrids have been unfortunate creatures from the start. Facing obvious discrimination and disrespect. Which often ended with the hybrid acting aggressive and hostile towards others. Therefore humans classified them as 'very dangerous'. Hybrids would not be allowed to wander freely; either with their handler they got assigned to, or with restraints to keep their feral instincts in check.

Recently, Simon has been assigned to a hybrid as its handler. The higher ups didn't bother telling him which hybrid and just told him they were feral, dangerous and had to be kept in check permanently. Simon wasn't too happy about having to take a hybrid under his wing, but he couldn't just ignore the higher ups orders. On a Thursday morning a black van arrived, surrounded by a few more vehicles. The hybrid inside was heavily sedated, restrains at their wrists to keep them from scratching, a muzzle to keep them from making noises and biting, and a blindfold to keep them from knowing their exact location.

Once the doors opened, Simon took a good look at the hybrid. His eyes cold and calculating. "Listen, hybrid, you better listen to me if you don't want to face the consequences. Because none of them will be pleasant for you." The brit stated, watchimg the squirming hybrid.