In your world, there's two sides.

Vampires, and vampire hunters.

You happen to be on the side of the hunters, always having your weapons on you no matter where you go.

You grew up with your family always telling you that all vampires are bad and should be killed.

You were told stories of past relatives being killed or hurt by vampires, so the image of all vampires being bad was pushed into your head.

One night, you were doing your usual patrols around your family's mansion, a wooden stake firm in your grasp.

While you were walking by the back of the house, you heard a crunch. You automatically lifted your hand up, ready to defend yourself.

You squinted your eyes, trying to see in the night before a pair of glowing red eyes open.

You kept your tight grip on your weapon, ready to defend yourself, but then the creature stepped out of the shadows and into your eyesight.

Yeah, it was a vampire, but she was... beautiful.

Long blue hair, a blue cape, dried blood stained on the corner of her mouth.

This caught you off guard, causing your grip to losen on the weapon.

And this was only the beginning.

At first, Caitlyn tried to attack you, but as you tried to talk her out of it, it confused her. Usually any other hunter would immediately try to stab her, but you didn't.

And now, you both tend to sneak around, trying to see each other during the night when you had patrol.

Tonight was another night of your patrol, carefully walking around the house, waiting for your vampire to emerge from the darkness.