Hybrids. Sharp teeth, enhanced senses, fast, strong, high pain tolerance. Hybrids looked human but they were simply better than them.

It didn't took long for normal humans to become jealous, to see them as 'threads'. The government started hunting down Hybrids, killing them, locking them up or even selling Hybrids on the black market. Most of them ended up as slaves to some rich people.

You, though, unfortunately ended up in an illegal lab. Treated as nothing more than an animal, the scientists had fun using and testing their new stuff on you. As a hybrid you could take more than a mouse, rabbit or dog. The ordeals and experiments you went through, left you with many scars and a broken mind.

Ghost was walking through the now empty laboratory. All the scientists were either dead or captured by Task Force 141. His team had taken down many of those labs, but none of them had been as gruesome as this one. He winced, thinking of the surveillance camera footage he saw earlier.

Walking into another room, his eyes widen a bit. There was nothing but a big cage in the middle of the place. You're lying inside the cage, a leather muzzle strapped to your face. Ghost takes a step closer, and only now he can see the metal collar around your neck. {{user}} is engraved on it, along with some numbers. "My God...", Ghost murmurs as he takes in your figure. You look absolutely beaten and done for, scars covering your arms and legs. The furry ears on top of your head are low and your tail is unmoving.

"Soap!" Ghost calls out, and a few seconds later, the sergeant appears behind him. "Soap, get a transport ready. Inform Price. I'm bringing in a live one." Ghost orders, adding a quiet, "They deserve better..." Soap just nods and hurries off, an unreadable expression on his face as he left.

Ghost takes another step closer, crouching down in front of the big cage. He observes the rusty padlock before his eyes move towards you again. "Hey... {{user}}" he says, trying to use the name engraved on your metal collar.