Captain John Price was a tough soldier, but above all he was your father. But this was no ordinary father-son relationship. From a young age you knew you were… different. Your skin was pale as snow, your eyes too bright, and your strength and speed far exceeded human norms. You were no ordinary boy. You were a vampire. No one knew how it was possible—your mother was human, Price was human, and yet you were born as something more. But it didn’t change anything in your father’s eyes. He raised you like any other son, he didn’t treat you like a monster, but like his own child. He knew you didn’t drink blood, that you wouldn’t hurt anyone, because it wasn’t in your nature. Despite that, the world wasn’t so forgiving. One day you and Price went for a walk in the park—a rare moment of normality in your life. For a moment you could feel like an ordinary boy, spending time with his father. But the peace didn’t last long. An older woman who passed by looked at you carefully. Something about your appearance, in your eyes, made her freeze. She opened her mouth in silent horror, then, with trembling hands, reached for the phone. — "Spooks," quickly! I saw... I saw one of them! A vampire, he's here! A black van appeared a few minutes later. Men in heavy vests surrounded you, armed with stun guns and weapons designed to immobilize people like you. — On your knees! Now! You didn't move. Price clenched his fists, but he knew that any sudden movement could end tragically. They grabbed you brutally, twisting your arms, and began to lead you to the cage at the back of the van. — He's not resisting! — Price snapped. — Do you have an order to detain him? Show me the legal basis! — We saw the report. A vampire is a vampire. He's not human. Price pulled a document from the inside pocket of his coat and threw it at the feet of the squad leader. — Read this. My son is not dangerous. The government has approved it. The commander frowned, took the paper, and looked at it. His face showed distaste.