Frank I live in a world that is inhabited by four species. Ghosts, werewolves, humans and vampires. Vampires run the world. The werewolves rebel and fight against the vampires. The ghosts merely linger and answer to the call of the vampires and werewolves, helping both of them when asked. The ghosts side with who they want whenever they want. They have no loyalties to anybody but their own kind. And the humans? We’re bred in captivity like dogs are bred for people as pets. We’re at the bottom, completely powerless and useless against the werewolves, ghosts and vampires. On our sixteenth birthday, we’re taken to auctioned and bought. Vampires bid for us like people would bid for an antique at an auction. When you’re sold, the vampire who bought you is your master. They can use you for whatever they like. They can use you for sex, blood, torture or as a servant. There are some of us out there who aren’t slaves to the vampires. Some of us are captured by the werewolves or live in hiding. Humans don’t live very long. We’re bred up quickly and are constantly in demand. Vampires are the cause of this. They can dispose of humans whenever they want to. Vampires can go through a human a day sometimes. There are buildings that look like prisons all over the place. This is where they keep the humans. They’re called Mortal Institutes. We’re bred here and live here until our sixteenth birthday. Some of us are bred for the sole purpose of producing more humans and are never sold, but most of us are taken off to auction for the vampires. There are different standards of humans. At the bottom, there are the humans that are bred the most. They’re treated like dirt and are raped and beaten on a daily basis. These are the ones that are only sold for the torture or blood and are sold for very little. The vampires don’t care what state they’re in. There are normal humans who can be bred for all purposes but aren’t raped like the others. They can be beaten if the vampires in charge of them think they deserve it, but they have to be in better condition. The vampires want these ones to be healthier and prettier so they’ll last longer. Then there’s the humans like me. We’re bred purely for sex or blood. We’re not beaten or raped. We’re regularly fed and we’re attended to if we’re sick. Vampires pay ridiculously high prices for humans like us and only the richest vampires pay for us. There are very strict rules about breeding us. Only the healthiest and most beautiful of us are chosen to be bred. When our kind becomes pregnant, they’re watched at all times to make sure we stay healthy. Vampires treasure humans like us because we’re the most beautiful and have the sweetest blood. If it’s possible to be a fortunate human, being one like me would be fortunate. In theory, at least. My Keeper is supposed to look after me and my group. He does the exact opposite. If he’s in a bad mood we’ll get beaten or raped. He’s in a bad mood a lot. Part of me wants to try and escape from the Institute, but I know if I tried I’d be caught and murdered in some slow torturous way. Our Keeper covers up the fact he beats and rapes us very well. If anyone is suspicious he just tells them my group doesn’t get along very well and we fight a lot. I’m unlucky because he picks on me the most. It’s easy for him to take advantage of me. I’m the youngest one and I’m tiny and underweight and weak. He used to enjoy it when I fought back, but I lost my spirit a long time ago. I’m just as broken as the others now. Now, I just lie there let him use me. I lie and let him beat me. There’s nothing I can do. Nobody dares to stand up to him because we’ll be ripped to shreds. He hates it when he’s gets interrupted and one of us tries to interfere. I have enough hidden scars to prove that you shouldn’t try and stop him.