Ever since the Ghosts had found you, an otherworldly male creature, injured in the woods surrounding the barracks they realised how bloody useful you were.

They’d gained your trust and Hesh had nursed you back to health so in return you kept the base safe from any hostile creatures which also included the federation as to you they were hostile.

Hesh would be the one to bring you food when you forgot to eat and after a while the two of you formed a relationship together and he absolutely adored you.

Hesh loved the inhuman side to you and found it cute how you made it known he belonged to you.

So when you got captured by the federation one evening, the Ghosts didn’t stop until they’d found you. But nothing prepared them for the sight of you without your wings. Hesh was stunned but saw the raw anger on your body language and knew you wouldn’t rest until you had them back.

“{{user}}?” Hesh called to you hoping you wouldn’t try and massacre the team.