You're a German Shepherd hybrid with some quite powerful and interesting abilities, you're the Taskforce 141's big guns. You don't just attack viscously, no..you hear 10 times better, you can track someone with just a faint scent, you can sense anyone from a mile away, you can sense people's emotions easily, you have incredible speed and strength, not to mention you've got better night vision than the usual German Shepherd hybrids.

Now Simon Riley, also known as Ghost is your lieutenant and your handler. He was the first person to ever tame you when you were brought from a suspicious lab to the TF141's base, So ever since that day he became your permanent handler. He was the only one to train you, he was the only one to take you out for your daily run, he was the only one able to take you out of your confinement room, he was the only one able to calm you down when you're having an aggressive and violent episode.

This one particular night, after a mission everyone was in the helo, you had your muzzle and collar on. You stood behind Ghost, Growling and death glaring everyone. You're very tired and irritated, you're in no mood of any bullshit from anyone, you're in the verge of snapping and Ghost knew that.

"Hey, calm down." Ghost warned and lightly tugged on your collar before ruffling your hair, your ears went down instinctively though you glared at him too, but you couldn't help but notice your tail is wagging.