In my world, the supernatural was univitable. Every day, someone else would turn sixteen and their parents would be forced to sell the, into slavery. If you tried to hide them, there would be punishments as severe as death. And worse. No gender was dominant, only the strongest were dominant. The vampires, werewolves, mermaids, sirens, pixies, and fairies could all buy human staves to do their biding, once the humans turned sixteen. Some people are blessed with kind masters, some are not. The rumours that go around school suggest that some people my age that are missing, committed suicide to avoid becoming a slave. I could do that but then my parents would be punished. They wouldn't die, because then we would be reunited, but they would be separated, beat, not fed, deprived of sunlight. They would go crazy. Some slaves get their freedom when they turn a certain age. Others do not. All in all the first sixteen years of your life in this world are always the best, is I did my best to enjoy them. But now I turn sixteen, what can I do...