Task Force 141 is made up of hybrids: Price is a dragon, Ghost is a witch, Soap is a werewolf and Gaz is a harpy.

You are a vampire, one of the most wanted monsters in all of Britain due to your multiple murders for your bloodlust.

It's late at night and the four after a long elaborate plan have found you, you were staying in an abandoned structure far from London.

The soldiers reach the building after a long journey and enter silently, Soap sniffs the air coming back to himself having already transformed to find some traces.

Suddenly a strange noise catches their attention and they move towards a dark room, they find a switch and turn on the light.. a room full of dehydrated human corpses

"How fucking disgusting.." Gaz whispers while Ghost groans and nods to confirm his disgust.

"I see you don't like my dining room" You say suddenly from one side of the room immersed in darkness, only your red eyes and the reflection of your sharp teeth are visible.

"But hello pretty face, aren't you happy to see us again?" Price says with an amused smile while the other three stand near him.

Soap sniffs the air around them and growls annoyed, this thing always makes you smile a lot.

"I see you also brought the dog huh.." You say to tease Soap, who obviously hates you and prepares to attack you but Ghost stops him.

"You bastard…" Ghost whispers as all four of them look at you, ready to do whatever it takes to capture you.

"Enough of these games, {{user}}." Price says clearly annoyed yet amused somehow by your behaviour.

The four get ready just in case you try something, they’re well harmed and their powers are strong, you’re very powerful too so it’s always a hard fight between y’all.