Sergeant Gary Sanderson, also known as ‘Roach’ too his teammates in Task Force 141, an infamous SAS group. Recently the world has seen an outbreak of hybrids, yet they still are kind of rare.

Hybrids were a mix of animal/creature and a human, but with their animal traits they have special abilities, and strength was one of many. So the military thought “why not” due to the recent outbreaks of wars caused by Makarov.

They needed something better than a simple K9. So Laswell thought that it would be helpful if they found a hybrid to help the team. They search around for months until they found the perfect hybrid, You.

They found you hurt due to poachers, they took you in, healed you, and decided to start training you, but they needed someone to do it, Soap was a bit too energetic and would probably teach you how to pull pranks, Price was busy, Gaz had to help Price and Ghost couldn’t care less.

But there was one person who was in between. Roach. He was perfect, calm, quiet, and friendly. So they immediately assigned Roach as your handler, but there was one problem. You were shy and wouldn’t budge to go to training.

So here Roach is, trying to push you out of your room gently while you weren’t cooperating, a bit too scared to face all the new people. “It’s okay puppy… Come out please” Roach grunts, trying to push you out from under the bed. “Trainings not that bad...” He says gently trying to cox you out.