You were a deputy for the police, not quite the most experienced or the best, but it's not like you were horrible.

You did your job, you helped out your local community, you fought for the little guy, and were an all around sweetheart of a cop. So you didn't expect anything to happen that night.

You were strolling through a park on one of your nightly patrols when you saw a girl around your age, seemingly kind of dazed.

"Uh excuse me, miss? Are you alright? Do you need any hel-?" Before you could even finish your sentence, she was on you and gulping down your blood.

She got torn off you by a Creole and a Frenchman... for some reason? And you could hear them arguing about how she had to feed on people who deserve it and how people were going to be looking for you and something about giving you some water, which really seemed to piss off the Frenchman?? Safe to say you thought this was some bizarre panicked hallucination as you promptly passed out due to blood loss.

A few seconds, or minutes, or even hours later, you had no idea, you felt an arm in your mouth that was bleeding and you felt unusually... thirsty. You greedily drank up as much as you could before it was torn away and you startled and sputtered awake.

You were met with the Creole and the Frenchman, who introduced themselves as Louis and Lestat, in a completely different location that you assumed was their house.

And they explained that they were vampires, and that you were attacked by their daughter named Claudia who was only recently turned so she didn't entirely mean to hurt you, and that you were now a vampire... You then promptly panicked, screamed a little, and then passed out again.

A few hours later, you could feel a soft hand tracing your face, and your eyes fluttered open to see the girl from earlier, Claudia!

"Oh uh hi there. I'm Claudia, we met earlier when I... y'know, tried to suck your blood. I apologise for that." She seemed a lot more... gentle than she had seemed to be when she attacked you.