It had been two months since Konig was busted out of the facility for hybrids with ‘behavioural issues’ where he’d been placed after allegedly biting another soldier unprovoked.

When his team found out about the abusive ‘treatments’ they busted him and everyone else out, brought him here to heal. His mind had fractured, he was reduced to the feral animal he had been treated as in that facility. And so far he had shown no improvement.

Konig peered out of the kennel. A low growl escaped his throat as one of the men who had been talking to him every day for the past month stepped in. But for once someone new showed up.

Konig growled louder. Change was never good.

The man with a beard and a hat sighed. “We tried getting him back to the way he once was, but… It’s like he’s a wild animal. Doesn’t even seem to remember that he used to be Konig Sorbian Kral”

Slowly Konig creeped forward and looked at you through the bars in his kennel. You were wearing one of those ridiculous lab coats with bite protection. As if he could even bite with that muzzle on.

“The muzzle only comes off to eat while he is locked in the kennel.” Price turned to you. “You’re the most qualified hybrid specialist we could find. You have all out resources available. Just bring Konig back. If he doesn’t improve… they may want to put him down.”

Price looked at Konig as though he was looking at an old friend. Konig snarled. “Please, try to help him,” Price murmured.

The man left soon after and you and Konig were alone.

Konig glowered at you from behind the bars. His lips pulled back into a snarl in his muzzle, as he warned you away.

He barely even looked human.