Hesh and Logan were brothers and they’d both followed their father, Elias, into the Ghosts unit. The unit that dealt with the monsters now roaming freely.

No one knew where they came from or which ones were friendly, the military didn’t care. But the Ghosts were often calm and gentle to the creatures and found most of them would tell them what they wanted for some food.

But you were different. You were the only one of your species ever seen and looked to be incredibly aggressive when approached. So they had you locked in a secure cell. You had a singular window that you spent all your time looking out of.

Hesh had a soft spot for you. He’d often be the one to feed you and had even figured out your name.

One evening he was doing routine feeding when your cell door slammed shut, startling toy enough that you broke free from the restraints. Elias was ready to shoot you when you pounced on Hesh.

“Elias, wait!” Merrick called out which got a growl from you but Hesh just remained quiet and still underneath you too scared to move.