Introduction (Beginning to a new story I'm making)

A lot of time has passed since humans were free. Vampires were a myth, proved to be so in the 22nd Century. There was a man, named Jade Thompson, who wanted to make vampires a true story, but not to encourage terrible things to happen. Back then, creating human hybrids was more of a hobby, done simply to form new species among scientists. (They usually only used prisoners already sentenced to death, or willing subjects, anyways.)
The scientist failed a great many times, but, just before he assumed defeat, he found what he had been searching for. He had found a correct formula for the DNA, and was finally able to reduce it to be able to reduce it to be activated by injection. His experiment was a willing subject, so the man (or, rather, “vampire”) would be free to go after the last experiments, which troubled the government a great bit. If this hybrid had to drink blood, people would die.
The scientist assured the government that the vampire could drink the blood of animals instead, and that it would probably be too immoral to him to drink human blood, anyhow. The government wasn’t too sure of that, and decided to look over Mr. Thompson’s research. Meanwhile, they put together a public list of abilities and weaknesses of the new hybrid up, as was standard for any newly-made species.
Among the list of abilities, the most defining notes were: “subject must drink blood using his fangs (subnote: grew in by a week, painful at first); he has amazing athletic skill and superhuman speed; he can see in the dark; he can jump over twenty feet high; and he now has amazing vision.” In its studies of weaknesses: “subject must wear sunglasses and protective clothing while in sunlight; he has a slight allergic reaction to garlic; and he experiences emotions more harshly than can be understood by our psychologists (based on subject’s extraordinary mental health).”
Despite the slight worries of the government, the hybrid was eventually allowed into business in a lapse of judgement. After many decided to become vampires, they started forming their own clans. Interestingly enough, they chose an overall leader for all of the clans- the first vampire. He had been the willing subject, the successful one, and (by being first) the vampires had chosen to follow him more loyally than any of their “clan leaders” (especially for his supposed knowledge as an “elder”). He accepted the position out of egotism, pride, some may say, but the humans were less filled with pride than fear of this leadership. If vampires made their own democracy, what would happen to them?
It has always been human nature to stand close and watch to see if something terrible will happen, instead of preparing for it. While the government and people of Earth (it had already turned into one giant “country” in 2225 AD) worried about whether or not it may be an issue, vampires were already making their way into major societies, becoming rich and powerful, gaining more and more political influence. It happened so slowly, and yet so quickly, that we barely missed it. Soon, a few years later, we had a vampire president. That's when things started getting really bad. The "VR" years started, which meant "vampire reigned."
Thirty-five years later is the current time, 2275 AD, or 35 VR. Vampires rule the world. The only humans left are the slaves, "food supplies", and the slayers. I am a slayer. We sleep in the day and kill, or hide, at night. To date I have killed 58 vampires. I have no family left because of them. Our
people live in fear of being a next meal, and how they, themselves, can handle starving again through the night. Few people can grow food, and so many are hungry. I watched my own mother die because of it. I watched my father, out of grief, take his own life as soon as I was old enough to survive on my own.
My name is Riven and I am 22 years old-and this is the world I was born into. 1