Imagine a world where your childhood "monsters" become real. Well mine did when I was only 19, I was bitten by my mother, she was a vampire, she only bit me because I was dying. I was in a bad car crash, broke seven ribs, fractured my jaw, punctured my lung, and had internal bleeding in my abdomen and brain. There was nothing else my mother could do. 107 years later zombies roamed the earth, the humans fighting for their lives everyday, is on the other hand all having to go vegan, feeding on animals, we'd be hungry for weeks trying to control the never ending thirst.
Everyone was worried about their loved ones or someone else, me on the other hand tried to protect anyone I could, I was the only vampire in my little group of three, so of course I was the protector. Until one day I met someone who I didn't know would mean more to me than anything. He saved me and led me to safe place we could call home.