Everything changed a long time ago. Vampires where now in control of this once peaceful planet. Before there weren't that many vampires, so no one really worried about it. Until it was too late. There were three types of vampires. The Master vampire, they hand the ability to change any human without anything going wrong.
There were the B class vampires they could change people but, either the victim or the vampire would get ill and most likely die.
Then there is the third vampire, the X level. X levels were dangerous. It was a 70 to 20 percent chance that their pray would either die or be turned.
Now there was a certain vampire who was an X level. His name was Gilbert, leader of the vampires; his brother was a Master vampire. Now it didn't matter what type if vampire your parents were it was just how every vampire is born, even if they are turned. It won't matter if their hunter was a B class, their pray could be Master. But that isn't determined until after the turning.
Gilbert sat in his study, tapping his fingers out of boredom. Gilbert wanted something fun to do. Anything fun. Then Gilbert got an idea.
(RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!!)
Gilbert thought that he would go down into the town and see what it was like. He out on a black cloak and put the hood over his head, covering his very pale face and hiding his ruby red eyes.
Down in the town there was a young human girl. She had [H/L], [H/C]. But her eyes were different, her eyes were [Random abnormal eye colour you've always wanted- for short will be labelled: [AN/E] ]
The humans here only lived off scraps and they either lived in old homes or shelters they built themselves. The young girl was [Y/N]. She lived in a small place by herself. [Y/N] had been alone most her life, but she was used to it.
Usually there was no sun, only dark clouds. That Meant vampires. Usually vampires would go down into the lifeless streets and feed off the healthiest human they could find. Up in the castle and near the castle lived some humans, but they gave blood once a month in order to have shelter and food. Ones in the castle cleaned and cooked for the other servants there. Since vampires don't east people food
Gilbert had gone down into the city as far as it would go. He didn't see many people here.
"What do you think you are doing?" came a shout around the corner.
"I wasn't doing anything!" a young female voice was heard.
Gilbert was courteous to see what was happening so he looked around the corner.
There was a tall woman and a much smaller figure with messy [H/C] hair that could hardly be seen due to a hood covering it.
"Lair you did something," the woman looked like she wanted to hit the young girl.
"And what makes you think that I stood on your side?" the [H/C] girl spoke, trying to put some sass into her tone.
'So that's vhat this is about?'
"It doesn't matter, it's just some land that you won't probity see next week," and with that the young girl walked off.
Gil had gotten a better look at the girl. Her skin was a dull tone from lack of vitamins and sun light.
Gilbert was too caught up in his thoughts that he hadn't seen where he was going and he bumped into the young girl.
"Hey! What where you going Mr. Dark clothes," the girl stood and looked at him.
"Well are you just going to sit there or," the girl put her hand out towards Gilbert.
He now saw her clothes. She was wearing a cloak but it wasn't too long, it stopped just above her knees and the hood was over her head. She was wearing some dark colours pants and shirt.
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