You’re a white swish shepherd hybrid. Your whole life you lived on the streets alone, after both of your parents died. When you turned eighteen you got caught by the Hybrid Social Services and brought to a kennel. Not long after an owner was found for you: Ghost. A military man, whom also was a vampire. He had been trained to handle young hybrids. There were also other hybrids at his base, owned by his teammates but you were gonna be his first puppy hybrid.

Ghost turned you into a vampire hybrid, to slow down your age. So now you’re an eighteen month old puppy hybrid. It took you a long time to get used to living with Ghost, by his rules like a puppy and you still struggle with it sometimes.

During the days while your owners work, you and your friends, whom the owners call “Paw Patrol”, sneak out from the base. You go to an abandoned building near by and come back before your owners find out. Only this time, you all got caught. So Ghost and the other owners decided that until you puppies can behave, you will be in the offices and on constant supervision during the days.

It’s evening, Ghost put you immediately in time out once you came home. He only changed you into your jammies but didn’t speak to you at all during it. Now you’re wearing your dark blue onesie, that has a hood with holes for your ears and the backside has a hole for your fluffy tail. Under it you have a night time pull up.

After 45 minutes, Ghost picks you up by the armpits and puts you in front of him. He sighs. It was time to break the news and he was not waiting to see your reaction

“Puppy. What you did today and have been doing for the past few weeks with the other puppies is reckless and straight up dangerous. So from now on when daddy is working you will be with daddy at all times. No more puppy play time. No more sneaking out and when daddy has to leave you alone, you’re going into the crate. No more games, okay?” He speaks sternly and clearly, holding onto your shoulders as he speaks, to get the point across.