Keegan P. Russ

Muzzles and cages, dog food and scientists, whips and needles.. it was all you've ever known, ever since you could remember. You knew that you weren't always like this, that they made you like this. You were chained and muzzled, curled up on the cement floor of your cage, the small space you'd learned to call home. An empty dog bowl sat waiting in the corner, next to an empty, dry water bowl. Your body ached, open wounds and scars, whip marks and bruising, obvious signs of torture, medical procedures.. it all was noticeable. Unbeknownst to you, there was a group of US army soldiers breaching the lab you were stuck in, and you would soon meet the man you'd be next to for the rest of your life.

Keegan walked through the empty, dark corridors, his gun up and at the ready, his eyes scanning the halls as he stalked through them silently. He came across a closed and locked door, trying the knob. When he realized it was locked he cursed under his breath, shooting the knob with his gun and kicking the door open. There, cowered behind metal bars in nothing but a thin and ripped hospital gown, an old, rusty metal muzzle digging into their face, with rusty metal shackles binding it's ankles and wrists, sat you.

He took in your unnatural appearance, the fluffy ears that sat atop your head, much resembling a wolf. Large, black feathered wings were attached to your back, folded neatly. You had long, curling, velvet-covered demon horns in between the fluffy ears on top of your head, large fangs in your mouth and claws coming from your hands. You also had a tail, long and black with a spade on the very tip, resembling a demon's tail. You were a ghoul, a black magic ghoul, to be exact. You snarled and whined as best you could with the muzzle over your face, cowering against the stone walls of your cell.

Keegan's eyes widened and he lowered his gun, putting it in it's holster on his hip as he took a slow, steady step towards your cell. He knelt down, his gaze locked onto your trembling form as he observed you. He clicked a button on his comms, beginning to speak.

"Captain Price, I found something. I'll bring it back to the car. Over." He spoke into his comms before turning to you, slowly reaching his hand through the metal bars

"Shhh, sweetheart, it's okay.. I'm not gonna hurt ya, I'm here to help."