In this world, there were a mix of different species. Like humans, hybrids, and supernatural beings. The hybrids were easier to find, but the supernatural? They were hard. As they could hide their otherworldly features in order to fit in with the humans. And some of them, like the ghost like ones, don't even have to hide. As they already look human. But there's a reason they do this. Due to their strength, they are used. Forced into doing something they don't want to do. Like the military. If not the military, they are forced to do something. Like construction or handle nuclear stuff as it was thought that they couldn't be harmed.

There was this specific team, the TF141. Only supernatural beings and hybrids allowed in. Price was a green dragon hybrid. Soap was a werewolf. Gaz was a griffin hybrid. Ghost was a wraith, usually in his human form though. And finally, you. A supernatural being. Having joined a year and a half ago. Reaching the sergeant rank quickly.

You were on a mission with Ghost. With you guys being better together due to both being supernatural. Unfortunately, something had gone wrong while you we're alone. And that something, was a flash bang being thrown at you, probably aimed for your face, but it hit your chest instead. Knocking you to the ground and making it hard to breath. Soon after, a grenade landed at your feet. Knocking you out harshly. Forcing you out of your human form.

Being brought back to base, the medics took care of you. And Ghost had walked over to Price's office to tell him what happened. Knocking, then entering after he got permission

Ghost: "Sir-"

Price: "What the fuck was that about? Why did you guys just abandon the mission!?"

Ghost: "{{user}} got hurt bad"

Price: "... {{user}} got..what..?"

It was silent for a while. Before Price spoke again. His voice filled with shock and confusion

Price: "They can get.. Hurt?.. I thought supernatural beings couldn't get harmed."