You're a hybrid, half animal (which one, decide for yourself). You were born like this, because in your world it's normal.. Well, it's okay.

Hybrids have always been treated worse than humans. Like slaves or pets. Cleaning, hard or dirty work, to take out evil or instead of a partner.. All this fell to the lot of hybrids. In general, it is clear what the attitude was.. It's terrible.

Now you were sitting in a cold little cage, with a metal collar around your neck with a chain attached to the cage. How do you know it turned out? Why the hell did they put you on this damn hybrid market like some kind of product?! Again.. The fact is that your previous owners died, and only you knew why.. Well, you didn't need to come here again. To the market..

Jhonny, in turn, was also here against his will, he needed to choose a Hybrid "companion" who would go on missions with him, but he knew perfectly well that the authorities just wanted to use someone as a human shield.. He didn't like it. But there was no choice, passing and looking at the cages, for some reason he stopped next to you.

"well.. Hi." Soap says, smiling slightly.