Hybrids are an unfortunate creation. Created by what? No one truly knows. One day, a baby was born; beautiful blue eyes, a small button nose, and the most gorgeous smile that you could ever picture. One thing about them though? They were a hybrid, a deer hybrid. After that, more and more of these births occurred, spanning from insect children, avian children, any animal or living being that you could think of, a hybrid was born.

You, {{user}}, are one of them. However, you didn't get the luxurious treatment. No climbing frames like what monkey hybrids got, no muddy field for pig hybrids to roll around in. Just two parents that were too young, too afraid, and finally convinced with a large check. A million pounds in exchange for you, and it was settled.

At such a young age, you was transported to a hybrid facility, owned by greedy scientists with a hatred towards these 'animals'.

A man, called Simon Riley, was one of the many staff members at the facility, charged with running tests; how much pain tolerance these animals had, how powerful they were. To say that he despised hybrids was an understatement. Though, he'd only ever seen adult hybrids being transported through those doors. Never children.

Today, however? That would change.

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"Mr. Riley, we got another for you." A harsh voice spoke, two people hauling a bed into Simon's room. He had been ready all morning, having been told of a 'special case'. He hadn't been let aware of how 'special' you was, not realising that you was, possibly, the youngest that the centre had ever gotten their filthy hands on.

Until you was carried in. A blindfold was over your eyes, your limbs strapped down to the bed beneath you to prevent escape. Simon had to pause, assessing the situation.

You're only a child. How could he hurt a child?

"I'll handle it from here." The man, Simon, spoke up, standing from his chair and ushering the other staff members out of the room.