For as long as I could remember vampires ruled other humans. I found it that way and I believed that was an injustice. Not like I could do much about it.
Once I turned of age, I would be sold as a blood slave, a pet and my life would possibly end...
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Theodore Reyes
There were days that were good while others were days made in hell. I lived through them, overcame them and even maybe laughed at the end of a bad day. However, there is nothing in this world, in this entire solar system that would prepare me for this day.
The day I would be a pet.
A slave.
A rag doll.
A blood bag.
For those filthy vampires.
I thought that I was ready, but I wasn't. The horror and fear that ran through my body when my name was among those selected for the pet auction. I'm sure I stopped breathing. I tried to blink away the tears but it was useless. I would get sold and maybe die.
I hated them, those savages, I loathed them just as much as I feared them. Their race had taken all that was good in our world and burned it to ash. They took away our lives, our freedom, our love as well as our humanity. We were mere dolls, only there for their amusement.
There was a time they weren't here, that's what they tell us. The believers. They say that vampires appeared out of nowhere and overthrew the human government. They only whisper these because they want people to keep believing. However vampires didn't let whisperers live for long, so they were careful. What is left of them are myths.
Right now I'm not sure what we even believed in anymore. The God that I learnt of when I was little, left us. When my family was been taken away we prayed but I'm not sure where the prayers went. I don't even remember the last time I prayed after that.
Since then we have been their slaves. They made it law that any child that was eighteen and above was to be sold to them. Some humans preferred being rogues but that never had the best outcome. They would live in fear for the rest of their days in fear, of been known or seen by a vampire. Whenever vampires found rogue humans they would kill the adults and take the children.
I was separated from my parents at a young age, I hardly remembered them. We were planning to flee but we were cornered by vampire soldiers. Children around our village were rounded together and the adults were taken away.
