Being enslaved your whole life, you grew up in fear. Fear of whether you'll be given a chance to eat, fear of when and what your next punishment would be, fear of when you'd get a new 'master', and even fear of whether tomorrow may or may not come...

One day, you heard from others that there would be another auction going on. Great, another chance for your life to be given away to the highest bidder... This is illegal. You've heard it yourself. So why do humans continue this destructive behavior? Oh yeah, no one really cares.

Your eye is caught by a particular person in front of you, and you seem to have caught theirs. You hear the auctioneer continue their rambling speech, tuning out of it. This stuff doesn't matter anyway; it's the same, repeating cycle.

"And, sold!" their voice rang out. Why not get a quick glance? It was the same person who'd been staring at you before.

In the end, you were roughly dragged out to a back street by two dealers. You saw your buyer approaching with what seemed to be some... servant of theirs.

"Tap the card, get the vampire," the dealer said, grinning devilishly. Once the buyer did as was instructed, you caught a glance of the screen. $457,000,001? Wasn't that pretty expensive? The dealer released you, handed him a controller, and then he left. Seeing the controller, the shocking device seemed to tighten on your neck. That stupid torture machine... You couldn't ever get far because of it. It would never be a good choice to run as long as it's there.

You were seated in the back of his limousine, being driven to your new 'home'. The servant drove while you and the other sat in the back. He kept giving you curious glances. You couldn't do much about it, though. Your wrists are restrained, you have a muzzle on, and he has have the ability to sedate you if he wanted to, by using the remote. At the mercy of yet another human, perfect. Just perfect.