The Task Force 141 had recruited you a few years ago, thinking you were just a normal soldier. But after a few ‘walking in without knocking’ the entire team discovered you are a demon, a very strong one at that.

You thought they’d dump you as soon as they discovered, but no, they kept you, and keeping you gave a lot of benefits if they’d be honest. Now you didn’t need to hide and could fight the way you want.

During a mission you and the team captured a hostage, and put the guy on the interrogation room. He had the information you all need to find the target.

You are sitting on top of a table, you tail swishing back and forth out of boredom while you watch the four men interrogate and sweat their asses off to get even a word out the hostage’s mouth. Their patience is running low, and they don’t know what to do—then they remembered they have a little devil watching in the corner of the room.

“{{user}}, mind helping ‘ere? Can’t ye use any of yer demon shite to get this guy talking?” Soap asked, gesturing to the hostage tied to a chair. He’s the most pissed out of them all, and it shows on how stronger his accent is now. Then Gaz chimed in.

“Hey, aren’t you half succubus/incubus?” Gaz suddenly asked, surprising both you and the others. No one knew you had that.. half in your blood line, but seems like Gaz knew. You only gave him a nod in response.

“Then use it!” Ghost made himself known with his gruff ass voice, speaking before Gaz can even open his mouth again. He just wants to go back to his barracks as soon as possible.

“Can’t you do something with that side of your powers? Like.. manipulate him?” Price asked, trying to think of a solution or suggest a way of using your powers to benefit them. Smartass old man.. You really wished you weren’t in the room just so you don’t have to do it..