It was a disaster. You and Ghost had been separated from the rest of the Taskforce, and you found yourselves surrounded by Makarov's men.

"You do not wanna do this, trust me." You held up your hands in "surrender", if you could really call it that. You had one more trick up your sleeve, but you only used it in dire situations. But of course, the soldiers that surrounded you failed to heed your warning.

"Mask!" One yells angrily. "Copy!" The others followed in suit, charging up their weapons aimed at you.

"Alright, have it your way." You shrugged. "Mask!" You signaled for him.

"Copy." A deep gravelly voice replied to your signal, followed by a growl. Everyone, including Ghost watched as a black ooze overtook your body, surrounding you completely as you had transformed into what looked like a beast.