Shadow Queen || Owari no Seraph

1.

Origins
Unknown

Four years ago, a plague swept through our planet destroying everything we loved dearly. Families were torn apart. The lands left with only children, the bodies of elders and adults lie scattered amongst the streets. The infected perished immediately, with no hesitation.

There was chaos for a short moment. When it all first went down.

And then silence.

One could hear the quiet whistling of wind through shattered glass and vacant buildings. I remember walking those streets, the heels of my shoes echoing for miles. The city became a hollow, desolate, wasteland. The white of my uniform clashing with the dark shadows and the red death.

Soon after the virus killed off all of those infected, the vampires swept in. They crawled out of the seams like roaches, snatching children and enslaving them like livestock. I walked by, hundreds of terrified faces, tears streaming down their faces. They looked at me with fear, intimidation, but most importantly despair.

The human way of life ceased to exist. What fell into place was the new reality of the world. Vampires would restore the order, control the audacity of humankind, and in return the world would be a safer place.

My younger sister looked up at me with a smile. Her eyes bore into mine with a sense of aspiration and endearing excitement so strong you could feel her energy.

With the promise of new hope on the horizon for vampires, she spun around triumphantly rose colored hair dancing in the wild. With one last look at the ruins of the city, I followed suit back to our home underground.