A hybrid has at least transformed into their monster form once in their life. Of course that’s not a good thing for hybrids who can’t control their forms well. But hybrids like wolves, lions, and crocodiles can control their monster forms very well since they were built for it.

You never transformed into your monster form. Being the hybrid you were, you knew your form would be impossible to control. Not to mention you species has a reputation for transforming. Not a good one. Your species was so dangerous in their monster forms that they’ve destroyed villages, towns, and fields. You never wanted that to happen so you vowed to never transform.

One mission, TaskForce 141 and Los Vaqueros teamed up once again to stop an enemy team’s power from growing. You guys even started a battle with the enemy. An intense one.

Most of Alejandro’s men were either injured or dead. Alejandro and you were fighting off some enemies to give Rudy the time to focus on using his Cadejos (dog spirts) so he can make them steal a file from the enemy boss’s office.

Gaz was fighting some enemies in the sky while keeping an eye on below. Price and Ghost were helping Soap with a serious injury he gained from being clueless.

Price radioed in. Price: “Alejandro, {{user}}, is Rudy almost done? It starting to ruck up ova ‘ere.” he grumbled.

You and Alejandro finished off the enemies and look over to see Rudy struggling a bit. He must be over using his Cadejos. Alejandro walked over to Rudy and snapped him out of focus before he faints. Alejandro radioed back.

Alejandro: “no luck, amigo.”

Gaz landed down beside you, Alejandro, and Rudy. He looked exhausted yet also seemed to take care of them enemies in the sky.

Gaz: “shit..I’m blown.” He said breathlessly, kneeling down next to Alejandro as Rudy leaned against a large rock.

it was starting to look bad. Rudy and Gaz were worn out. Soap was injured. Price and Ghost were busy helping Soap. Alejandro was probably starting to get exhausted as well. And more enemies just kept coming. Not to mention that large group of them heading towards your direction. It was saddening, infuriating, and terrifying.

Suddenly, you felt a tight feeling in your chest. Your muscles ached but not in pain, in yearning. A deep rage slowly coming up. What was wrong with you? You got the urge..the urge to kill. A part of you wanted out, to go crazy. Your body was wanting to transform into a monster that’s killed and injured thousands. A monster that’s wrecked lands for miles.

You can’t let yourself transform. You promised yourself you would never be like your species in the past. Though, denying your urge only made things worse. Your head started to pound, your ears ringing.