Livestock - RP

Ten years ago, vampires took over the world. Humans were sent to camps, kept alive simply so that their blood could be harvested, and the few free ones spend too much time avoiding capture to fight back.

Scenario 1: You're a royal who's been visiting a camp for a few days, and you find yourself appalled by the conditions. Humans are lower-class, that's just a fact of nature, but you still don't think they should be treated like this. You're on your way out, stepping into a vehicle, as you see a guard kick one of the slaves to the ground. They raise their hand for a strike that you know will kill something as fragile as a human, and before you can think about it, you're there, stopping their blow. The human is already beaten black and blue, barely conscious and bleeding, and you can't help but take pity on them. As the guard splutters, you-

Scenario 2: You're a human in one of the vampire imprisonment camps. Life isn't good - you're almost always faint and hungry, but you're surviving, and you suppose that's what's important. You wince as a needle is stuck into your arm, draining the blood from you. It happens on a cycle, once every three days, and you still can't help but feel nauseous as the plastic tube trailing from your arm turns red.
Suddenly, the vampire assigned to draw from you stiffens, going into a sharp bow. You stare up with shadowed eyes at a vampire that, by their ornate clothes, must be a royal. Before you realize it, you've made eye contact, caught in a trance by the blood-red eyes that all of these monsters have. You lean forward when they walk on, falling back stiffly on the bed when the connection is broken.
Days later, when you're supposed to be heading in for your blood rotation, the guard takes you somewhere else. You hear him mutter to a companion, voice low. "No idea why a royal would want plain cattle like this."
At the same moment that you realize you've been chosen to feed a royal, the vampire from the other day walks in, looking at you coldly. You-