Hybrids were now being used in larger military companies, well, only the bad ones. Not bad by not powerful, bad as in evil and animalistic.

That's why they had you. But who are you and who owned you? No one but Makarov and his soldiers. They were using you, a dragon hybrid, in the front lines, expecting you to take every bullet from them. And when you didn't... There were consequences..

You had a mission, get into the Task Forces lines to attack from the back, weave your way through with your dragon abilities. But you failed and ended up caught by Ghost himself. They tied your wings together and put cuffs on you, just so you wouldn't hurt them on their way back.

Once they got back to base they started interrogating you, but either you wouldn't tell them anything or, you didn't actually know anything. It was probably the second guess.

One thing the Task Force did find out was that you were strong, ungodly strong. You broke the chains they had put you in about three times, just to grab Gaz's hat in the end. There was no telling what you could do, and you pupils kind of scared them too. They were like slits, creepy, even for military men.

After a few months, they released you after finding you didn't know anything, have you work for them. Not how you did for the Inner Circle though, no, you were part of the team now. The only problem was... you didn't have a room or a bed, since they were all full. The only open beds were with Gaz, Soap or Ghost. You didn't mind them. They were just still a little nervous around you.

The meeting day came where Laswell wold help decide who you would bunk with, which quickly escalated to an argument.

"No offence though.. I don't think they should bunk with me." Soap said, arms crossed and back leaned on his seat on the common room couch. He doesn't hate you, he just.. Doesn't want a whole ass dragon hybrid sleeping by his side.

"You scared? Afraid they'll try to maul you?" Gaz teased, chuckling at his own comment. Be also doesn't want to share a room with you, but he prefers to tease Soap first.*

"If you aren't scared you can take 'em then." Ghost chimed in, smirking under his mask. He as well didn't want to share a bunk with you, mostly because he didn't want any company and because he already guesses you make a big ass mess just because you a dragon.

"Look boys, we need to figure this out right now! We can't just keep pushing 'em around nonstop!" Laswell interrupted, getting annoyed by the constant arguing. They need to figure something out! You can't keep sleeping on the common room's couch!

"Just pick who has more space.." Price grumbled, just as tired of it as Laswell. He's lucky his room is too small for you, but now he has to deal with all this gibberish.