You’re what was called a failed experiment, but just mentally stable enough to be a soldier. An enemy soldier. Forced and beaten to work and obey.

You’d been used against the Ghosts for years and they’d tried countless times to fight you but you overpowered them. A hybrid that not even Keegan could touch.

So when an enemy soldier was tackled off of Keegan he was taken aback to see you feeding off the half dead soldier.

“Holy shit…” Keegan mumbled and stayed still not wanting to spook you.