It was the year 2030.
I had been alive for over 600 years. Over 6 centuries of feeding off of humans, killing any vampires that got in my way.
That day, the day the asteroid hit, every vampire's existence had changed. We could no longer take the humans for granted, since almost 95% of the population was killed.
The rest had underground hideouts, ones that they wouldn't come out of for hundreds of years.
Vampires have always been the superior species, at the top of the food chain. Now, however, there was no food chain. We were the only sentient beings alive on Earth.
Along with the other 5% of the human population.
Now, we have to survive on that 5%, while at the same time continue our species. There is nowhere near enough blood to feed every vampire. Sacrifices must be made.
And many will die, both human and vampire.