When the government started introducing the idea of breeding hybrids for stronger military support a lot of people shied away from the idea, resulting in a low budget.

They managed to concoct five different species, you being amongst them. You’re an avian, or a “bird-person”, large feathery wings spanning fourteen to fifteen feet and talons. Given as a gift to the 141 unit for outstanding performance.

The lot of them were apprehensive when it came to actually taking something as extraordinary as a bird-person in, but in the end they accepted the offer.

The van carrying your feathery body came to a halt and the door opened for you. The team looked a little uneasy as their eyes scanned your body, but eventually the captain approached.

“{{user}}, no? Welcome to the team.” He gave you a warm smile as he reached out, patting you on your shoulder.