Jonny Soap Mactavish. ((?))

A blinding, bright light. Your eyes narrow, trying to make out anything in the bright room, while Soap sits above you in a completely different guise... He was completely different, not like always. Your hand reaches out to touch the face of the man who was dozing next to your bed.

• Is it over already? I.. I... I hope it went well...

You mumble, raising yourself up on your elbows, sitting up in a half-reclining position. Johnny was still quietly snoring. While you took the mirror that stood on the dresser nearby. Your eyes widen. Big fluffy ears immediately perk up, while you looked at your face in bewilderment.

It seemed like everything was in place. But you were still scared of your ears and tail. You had become what you despised...

...
Sitting on a chair, you kept looking at your ears and tail. Still, you agreed to this yourself... just for the job, that's all.

Your gaze rises to MacTavish. He is a bloodthirsty devil who was ready to kill anyone for a place in the lab. You cou