New World

In this world, there are three classes. At the very top, there are vampires. They are the rules of the land. Everyone feared them, including the monsters that hid in the shadows. The vampires were royal. Very few were kind to the lower classes. Most would throw garbage and rotten food at the commoners and beggars. Even worse times for the beggars who get abused for doing nothing but being in the way with no owner.

The middle class is humans. Very few broke the rules of the vampires. If they did, they were made into a warning. For the most part, humans lived as normal of a life as they could. Some humans were even trusted to work as servants for the vampires. They only had enough money to have a roof over their head and food on the table. Just enough to stay alive.

Then there's my class. The lowest class of them all. We are hybrids. We are humans crossed with animals. We are freaks in this world. Most are locked in a cage, never to see the light of day again. The only use we had were pets for the vampires. Humans were only allowed to sell us but not have ones of their own. It is rare for a hybrid to find a nice and caring home. Most don't survive their first adoption. Very few come back alive.

Welcome to the New World