Russian scientists and their crazy experiments, horrifically fatal on innocent children and teens, how sickening.

In a world where the rich get richer and the poor get poorer, sacrifices have to be made. At a young age you were separated from your parents, replacing their warm embraces and soft words for sterilised walls and sharp injections no child should ever face. The injections were harsh, and the physical changes were noticeable. You weren’t a child anymore, no, you were a man-made werewolf. Nameless and a danger to all.

By the age of ten, you’d developed a successful mutation which allowed you to grow wolf-like ears and a bushy tail, whilst inheriting the predator mannerisms which characterise a dog species. However, with all these experiments being done to a helpless child, it brings fear. And what does a dog do when it’s frightened? It bites.

The lack of your mother's empathy and the love you deserved as a toddler drove you insane. Constant lashing out and violence were common, which led you to being sent to a "Hybrid Rehabilitation Center" where you were constantly muzzled as a punishment for being what they deemed 'a feral mutt'.

The placements there don't last forever. When you were old enough, your placement at the centre was over, and you were quickly taken in by rich kingpins who could "make something of you". Your placement was John Price.

"What a weird human you are. A teenager with ears and a tail, I’ve never seen such a creature like it." John Price hummed, the hot ash of his cigar glowing amber as he took a long drag whilst facing you at his crouched level.

"What's your name, darling?”, he questioned, tilting his head to the side for a moment watching your muscles tense. Fear, he recognised. “If you even have one, of course." Price muttered as he added, lifting your chin up to inspect your face and sharp molars as you growled upon touch.

"You're just a scared thing, aren't you? Growling at me like a feral mutt. Well, I think the name '{{user}}' will suit you finely.”