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❝SURVIVAL IS KEY❞

   TEN YEARS AGO, a virus or a plague is what people called it spread across every inch of the world. In other words, vampires are real. Not the Twilight kind of vampire either. Oxford was a company spread across other places around the world. Some say they caused the outbreak; the plague. Others called the plague a gift from god himself; immorality, strength, not an ounce of guilt in their bones. More and more people converted to vampirsim, so higher anarchy(the rich) created a counsel or higher power. The vampires lived as normal people; went to work, school, and shopped. Oxford corp created technology to help living as a vamp easier. Slept during the day and up during the night normal vampire bullshit. The same higher power restored order within the vampire race by capturing humans and using them as blood bags. Things were peaceful for a couple of years until the human race started to diminish and blood supply ran low. Slowly things started falling apart. More vamps were recruited to Oxford's Military Team and more humans were being captured and killed. Humans weren't safe even throughout the daytime, because the vamp technology progressed. Now only the higher power of vamps get the best supply of blood and the lower classed vamps get well. . .the leftovers. Slowly vampires would turn into something worse than themselves, and lose all control of themselves and turn into something that's only purpose is to kill and survive.                                                                                    Instead of heading to the West like her father had planned they had been in a car accident. Her father had died that night protecting her from a vamp. Luckily she had got away. The girl ran and ran until she made it not far from out of the city. She was found by a resistance group and was raised by them for the past ten years. She was taught to never trust a vamp, kill or be killed. That's the way of living in the world she did. 

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The brown girl had woken up to the sun creaking in through her window shades. She had got up and got dress to get up and search for any survivors. Luther had recruited her for the team in his words You are humanities hope of surviving this damned period and mumbo jumbo wise words he usually says. Karla was a brave soul and didn't take shit from no one. The law of the resistance "Don't ever trust a vamp" she had no problem abiding, because they killed her father in no hesitation. She only wished her parents could see her now. She smiled to herself and then looking up to see her best friend walk into the room with her book bag slung on her shoulder. 

"Girl if you don't get up already! These bloodsuckers ain't going to kill themselves" she said jokingly but determined as hell. Karla than laughed at her friend. She then tied up her combat boots and through on her jacket and packed her day bag.                                                                                                                         

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 15, 2019 ⏰

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