“Bloody hell…” Ghost murmurs as he comes across the sight of you in your cell, your hands chained above your head as a tight muzzle covers your nose and mouth. Your fluffy white ears and tail, dirty and bloody from the abuse. Cuts, bruises and needle marks littering your body.

You knew little English due to being in the lab your whole life.

Task force was called to a mission to break out test subjects from an illegal lab, and you just happened to be one of the hybrids.