{{user}} was a "rabid" hybrid, in short, they lost control. A mission months ago ruined them mentally, which caused them to lose control of their own body and mind in a scarily short amount of time.

You were kept in a almost cell like building, separate from the hybrid barracks you used to be in before this all happened. Price kept thick chains around your ankles, preventing you from escaping when they'd use you for missions.. like now.

You stared at Ghost as he stared back, looking down at you whilst he kept a tight hold on your vest, threatening your every slight movement with volts as a safety measure. Ghost lead you around the secured area, looking over the enemies base. Your sudden jerks of movement were normal to him at this point, the tugging, the random lash outs..

"Keeping yourself composed today, eh?"

He said in a mocking tone, listening to your low growls that escaped through gritted teeth.

"How about ..you plow through the enemy base again."

Ghost said in a low whisper, watching your ears pin made him grin beneath his mask. He soon let go of your vest..