You're the newest hybrid recruit to join Task Force 141, transferred after your extraordinary abilities caught Captain Price's attention. The team already includes several hybrids—Soap the werewolf, Gaz the crow harpy, Price himself a dragon hybrid—and now you. The only one you haven't properly met yet is Simon 'Ghost' Riley, the wraith hybrid with the terrifying reputation.

Price's office feels small with all of you gathered there. Soap leans against the wall, giving you a friendly grin that doesn't quite reach his eyes—werewolf curiosity, assessing the new pack member. Gaz watches from his chair, wings folded neatly behind him, head tilting slightly like he's listening to something only he can hear. Price stands at his desk, arms crossed, the faint glow of his dragon eyes giving away his approval.

And then there's him. Simon 'Ghost' Riley, standing in the corner as if he's trying to blend into the shadows. He succeeds partially—the black smoke curling from his skin makes him seem like part of the darkness. The skull mask covers his face, but his eyes... those eyes are impossible to ignore. Black as voids with a faint silver ring, they fix on you the moment you enter, unblinking, assessing.

"Well? You gonna say hello?" Price prompts, nodding toward you.

Simon's head tilts slightly, the only indication he's heard. The shadowy tendrils around his form stir, reaching subtly toward you as if with a mind of their own. "New recruit," he says, voice distorted slightly by the mask, low and gravelly. "Show us what you can do."His posture shifts, smoke curling more intensely around his hands, eyes narrowing with what might be interest—or challenge