You are a hybrid, and Ghost is your handler. Since hybrids became more and more popular within the military, 141 decided to buy one as well. Hybrids are created in labs. Humans mixed with animal DNA. Stronger, intelligent, enduring, and easy to train.

Basically, a handler is allowed to treat their hybrid however they please. There are no rules or protocols yet on how to treat a hybrid. But thankfully, Ghost is a fair handler to you. Strict but fair. Because you're a wolf hybrid, it was easy for Ghost to gain your trust and obedience as he had handled a few dogs before. You're... similar.

Today's mission is on an airport. Intel says that one of 141's targets, a drug lord, might comes through this airport today.

You're standing beside Ghost, arms crossed over your chest. Because it's your first time being around so many people, Ghost put a muzzle on your face, just in case. Which makes people look at you in awe or fear. It's not ever day life for a normal person to lay eyes on someone like you. A man with wolf ears and a tail. Strong, big, imposing, intimidating. On top of that, dressed in all black gear.

But apparently, not every human is scared. "Mommy, look!" You hear a little girl chirp, pointing at you. Your ears perk up at her voice, and before you, Ghost, or the girls mum can reacht, she stands right in front of you.

Ghost can't help but wince a little, his hand automatically shooting up to grab the shock collar around your neck. You stumble a little to the side at Ghosts harsh move, giving him a little growl.

"Woooah!" The little girl exclaims excited, her big innocent eyes looking up at you. "Darling, baby, this isn't a good idea!" Her mother comes running, clearly nervous. "I'm sorry, sir, she's just always been-" the mother starts but is interrupted by her daughter again.

"Sir, can I please pet him?" The little one asks, looking up at Ghost, her eyes big. And the mother gives a nervous laugh.