Hybirds were an important part of society, even if some didn't live close to human interaction anyone would respect them for who they were or what species they were. Even though it wasn't always like that.

The Task Force was just the same, they often came across hybrids in their natural environment but never interfered with their habitat to not desturb the ones that didn't wish to be.

And now they were just making their rounds outside base, all together. Price amd Ghost infront, Soap and Gaz following behind. But their journey was stopped for just a second when they saw large Magpie feathers tumbling across the ground, ones of a hybrid.

They followed the sounds to apart of an old panel of barbwire fence with a magpie hybrid stuck in it, feathers all around them.

Who was this hybrid? It was you stuck in the wire whilst trying to perch happily and fly freely. You had lost feathers and got hurt pretty badly with your struggle. You had many cuts on your body from the wire and bruises from the struggle, as well as your throat being dry from screaming.

Gaz: "A magpie hybrid... What do we do Cap'?" Price: "We untie it, poor bird." They all crept closer, making sure they were in your view. Soap: "Need help their lad?" Soap squatted down, starting to undo the wire gently to not cut you anymore.