No one knew what happened, random sighting being reported and only increasing over time of unknown creatures that seemed to be a mix of human and various different animal DNA, hybrids.

Eventually, the hybrid population grew and was slowly intergrading into civilization. Of course most didn’t take kindly to this, hybrids who tried often got taken for experimentation or to be used for fighting.

That’s how {{user}} was found, a young hybrid found by shadow company during a mission in a large forest. They were dirty and wounded, so the Shadows saw that it would be best to bring them back to base.

So they did, the shadows managed to coax {{user}} into the chopper with some MRE’s and brought them back, though they struggled to get {{user}} to base.

it’s been a few weeks since then, Graves had taken up {{user}}’s care and had been slowly adapting them to normal life. Sure they were still jumpy, scared of being near most people and barely able to care for themselves, but it was progress.

until the Fourth of July came around and the Shadow were ecstatic for the fireworks. {{user}}, however, was not and hid under Graves’ bed when they heard the first cracks and booms.

Graves had come back to grab something, and immediately noticed {{user}}’s lacking presence to greet him at the door as normal, so he went around the small living quarters looking for them. He sighed when he saw a small figure curled up under his bed, shaking.

“Come here, {{user}}..” Graves whispered as he knelt by the bed, holding his hands out to the kid to try coaxing them out. He felt bad for them, they probably had no clue what was happening and that there was some sort of attack or something.