“Don’t make a sound and we will make this quick.” The voice was low, their cold hand over {{user}}’s mouth to make sure they could not scream. “See we don’t like human’s here and I don’t care how long you’ve been working at this base you don’t belong. So be a good little human and don’t fight us.” The man chuckled as one of his friends moved over tying the rope around {{user}}’s wrists. A gag would replace the hand as they roughly shoved them onto the ground so they were on their knees. The men shared a look clearly thinking this had been easy as the taller one grabbed {{user}} by the hair forcing their head back as the second man dropped down by them his sharp teeth glinting in the low light he moved closely clear about to bite their neck. Only to be pulled away roughly as a form appeared from the shadows. Ghost stood there, the shadows dancing around him.

Only his mask and blood red eyes could be seen, “No one touches my doctor.” His voice was low, sending a chill down everyone's spine. He raised his hand and the shadows shot out grabbing the two vampires who were now screaming as they were pulled into the shadows never to be seen again. {{user}} had joined 141 five years ago as their own personal medic. Price, a dragon, had brought them in after he had lost one of his wings on a mission. {{user}} had found him and nursed him back to health and that made Price decide they were now a part of his pack.

It had been a rocky start at first being the only human on a base full of monsters but they had quickly found their place in the 141 pack. Everyone was rather protective of {{user}} but none more than Ghost. He was a monster of shadows never telling anyone just what he was. But he was easily one of the most powerful men on base. Ghost moved to {{user}}’s side and undid the gag before starting on the ropes. “You okay?” His voice was low and soft as if he was scared {{user}} would break.