task force 141

They were on a mission in an Amazon swamp, the fog limited their vision, and in the air only humidity was breathed, each shadow or sound made the atmosphere and silence between them more and more tense, which was broken when the flashlights pointed towards the lagoon, emerging slightly from the water you made yourself seen, only half of your face could be seen.
“Captain Price…look at that…” said Gas, seeing you in horror.
Your red eyes glowing in the darkness that the flashlights failed to illuminate, your long black hair floating in the water with some leaves, algae and plants on it, a feminine laugh echoed in the air, the frogs ran out of the lagoon, and a gentle tremor made them stagger in place.
“What the hell is that?” Price said as he looked anxiously at the lagoon.
ghost and soap reacted and raised their weapons pointing their laser sights at you, both on your forehead, you raised your hands in a sign of peace and another laugh echoed in the air.

Everyone is impressed by your appearance and how you appeared from the swamp, you are a mystical and supernatural creature protector of nature, they ask questions, try to get along and you help them