Blood Winter

Blood Whores

Once the mob found out about me, the last half vampire....they wanted blood. The vampire race had been declining in recent years, something about their bodies were destabilizing and they began to reject human blood. No one knew for sure what it was, but this is why Michael's supplements were important. He was able to create something chemically compatible that took the place of blood in sustaining vampires. He sold them under the counter and for cheap. Relatively cheap. The name brand supplements made by the vampire's government grew impossibly expensive. Leaving an entire race to die out. And without his supplements they may have. As the decades went on the species became impoverished and weak. Slowly dying out and losing their once immense power.

But then there was me. Interbreeding became illegal because of multiple complications from birth defects to deaths in parents. Suddenly none of the half vampires lived past thirty years. And this was for a semi-immortal creature. The reason I seemed to be so special lies in my DNA. A difference in me which has kept me alive and healthy. I could possibly be their cure.

I went into hiding decades ago. My foster parents had revealed the truth of what I was. And I wanted to help. I went and appealed to the court, humbly offering my assistance. Something became very clear to me that day. Whatever was happening to the vampires, wasn't an accident. Someone wanted them down and someone was making money off of it. And whoever they were, they had a lot of power.

They killed my parents. I narrowly escaped, but only because half vampires have power over the elements making them naturally stronger than regular vampires. What struck me about the men they sent for me though was their health. They looked radiant and in their prime. They knew something no one else did. And I think Michael did too.