In your world, there were two races at once. Hybrids and humans. At first glance, they were completely incompatible, but both races found common ground, trying to live in peace. Some people learnt to benefit from the hybrids. Military organisations, for example. You worked for one of them, not much different from humans, even though you were a hybrid.

But at one point, something went wrong. On one of the missions, Ghost was captured by an illegal organisation that transported blood that could make hybrids stronger. You didn't know what happened there. But Price came back with a torn wing, and Ghost... He wasn't the lieutenant you knew. It was like he'd lost his mind, lost control of his powers.

He was now sitting in a cell with one-way glass, for general safety. He was unmasked, and black smoke was coming out of his mouth, eyes, and entire body, filling the space in the cell. If he didn't come to his senses, the chamber would simply depressurise and he would suffocate. But Price and Laswell didn't dare to do anything yet, and you just stood there staring, not recognising your friend.