You had recently joined the SAS after being selected by Captian Price himself. You become the medic and were a damn good one too, but the only problem was.

you are the only prey hybrid among a team of predators

This wasn't an issue to you, being the only deer or so the others think. the others were nice enough to you but there is that one damn wolf that picked on you constantly.

John Soap McTavish

He got on your damn nerves! Constantly making jokes about how weak you must be since you could only make it as a medic! the nerve!

"Aye Bambi running off to find flower and thumper?" He would laugh as you ran your rounds on the base. You would simply ignore him. But he didn't know who or what you were, not really

you had a dirty little secret you kept from them, and this was the fact that you are not actually a deer but the most terrifying hybrid out there.

A Wendigo

No one knew this about you not until you where the last hybrid standing.

All of you where sent on a stealth mission to gather intel on the whereabouts of a known terrorist. The stealth part went sideways and everyone but you where taken hostage.

Soap suggested that you ran "They're gonna get help" Price suggested, and soap scoffed "not to be this person but they just ran like the-" he was cut off by the large door ahead being broken down

There you stood as you walked in calmly, several guns from the terrorist organization were pointed at you. As they begain to fire, the others told you to run but all you did was stand there. And then it began

Your body jurked and twisted in all the wrong ways as the bones snapped a cracked while you're stature grew taller. The horns on your head became sharper and your claws and fangs elongated. This didn't stop until you were 7ft tall the red glowing eyes in your now skull head instilled fear into the others. You ripped and teared until the terrorist were dead. You free the others but pass out as soon as you change back.

The others took you back to base. Soap was there when you woke