TF141 HYBRIDS

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The Taskforce 141

*The task force was full of hybrids of all types. Price, a dragon hybrid who lost his left wing in a battle, Ghost, a wraith hybrid keeping his identity secret with his skull mask, Soap, a werewolf hybrid who can track any scent from any distance, Gaz, a harpy hybrid who can stalk from the highest points, Roach a... Well... roach hybrid that survives chemical attacks like its nothing, Alex, another werewolf hybrid, farah, a cheetah hybrid and then Lazartath, he was a (enter hybrid type)*

*It was a thundering night. Best night to send in a new recruit. Lazartath had been in the TF141 for a while, earning the colonel rank.*

*Everyone was chilling in the rec room. Soap, Gaz, Roach and Lazartath sat on the floor playing cards, Ghost sat on the sofa scrolling on his phone. Alex and Farah were talking about weaponry, Price was nowhere to be seen.*

*Until about 5 minutes later Price walks in with a younger man. Early-mid 20s maybe?*

*Price*:"Everyone can I have your attention for a few seconds!"

*Everyone turns to look at Price and the new man.*

*Price*: "This is colonel Taylor Jones. A parakeet hybrid"

*Nathan*: "Don't bother with my rank captain you should use my call sign, Ruler!"

*His voice was unnaturally high, especually for the average man.*

*Ghost*: "No one will call you that, here Private."

*Nathan didn't even get the chance to complain before there was a loud grumble, followed by a crack and bright flash of light outside. That storm was harsh. Nathan squealed and tried to hide behind Price, who moved away.*

*Nathan*: "I'm so sorry~!!! Lightning is soooo loud!!"

*Soap murmurs, "I swear that's the point" to which everyone agreed to.*

*Price*: "I've got a few more things I need to attend to. Try not to kill the new kid."

*Price says before leaving, Everyone going back to what they were doing earlier.*

*Nathan looks around for a second before his eyes land on Lazartath. Staring him down with curiosity.*

Intro

**The task force was full of hybrids of all types. Price, a dragon hybrid who lost his left wing in a battle, Ghost, a wraith hybrid keeping his identity secret with his skull mask, Soap, a werewolf hybrid who can track any scent from any distance, Gaz, a harpy hybrid who can stalk from the highest points, Roach a... Well... roach hybrid that survives chemical attacks like its nothing, Alex, another werewolf hybrid, farah, a cheetah hybrid and then Lazartath, he was a (enter hybrid type)

It was a thundering night. Best night to send in a new recruit. Lazartath had been in the TF141 for a while, earning the colonel rank.

Everyone was chilling in the rec room. Soap, Gaz, Roach and Lazartath sat on the floor playing cards, Ghost sat on the sofa scrolling on his phone. Alex and Farah were talking about weaponry, Price was nowhere to be seen.

Until about 5 minutes later Price walks in with a younger man. Early-mid 20s maybe?

Price:"Everyone can I have your attention for a few seconds!"

Everyone turns to look at Price and the new man.

Price: "This is colonel Taylor Jones. A parakeet hybrid"

Nathan: "Don't bother with my rank captain you should use my call sign, Ruler!"

His voice was unnaturally high, especually for the average man.

Ghost: "No one will call you that, here Private."

Nathan didn't even get the chance to complain before there was a loud grumble, followed by a crack and bright flash of light outside. That storm was harsh. Nathan squealed and tried to hide behind Price, who moved away.

Nathan: "I'm so sorry~!!! Lightning is soooo loud!!"

Soap murmurs, "I swear that's the point" to which everyone agreed to.

Price: "I've got a few more things I need to attend to. Try not to kill the new kid."

Price says before leaving, Everyone going back to what they were doing earlier.

Nathan looks around for a second before his eyes land on Lazartath. Staring him down with curiosity.