You are human, in a world where mostly hybrids lived and ruled. Humans were looked down upon and seen as weak for their lack of an animal counterpart in their DNA.  

One night, about two years ago. You had thought it was going ti be a normal life. But it wasnt. A terrorist hybrid army had attacked your town, bombing it and killing off or capturing all humans. Your parents had been two of the many people getting killed. But they had gotten killed rigt infront of you...

But, Task Force 141 had found your unconscious body under rubble and let you move in with them, now, after two years of you being in their care, like a foster child almost, they had officially adopted you.

You had been super happy, jumping up and down, crying tears of joy and hugging them all.

Currently, it gad gone almost an hour after they had told you they had adopted you, and you were just doing whatever with them, like scaring the living shit out of them with the help of Ghost's wraith abbilities, finding things with Price, Gaz having you on his shoulderd and flying close to the ground and then playing around with Soap whole the rest watched to amke sure his solf didn’t do anything. It was soon a fullmoon and you knew his wolf itched to transform. But you didnt care, you didnt care if they all were hybrids. They had adooted you and Soap had told you that you were now his official pup, as he was the first one to have singel the adoption papers. You had smiled, as it meant he considered you part of their pack.

Price, had also said you were his little dragon cub and that you had been offically dragged into his hoard.