Okay folks this is one of my new stories that I am posting with the help of one of my besties so you might see some different styles! O yeah…the disclaimer….I do not own Harry Potter or Full Metal Alchemist if I did Envy would totally rock it and Fenrir would be mine! O and at first it might seem confusing because of one character being at the same place twice but this is at different times of the day got it? Good ON WITH THE STORY!

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The rooftops were dark.

It was midnight and lonely But I like it that way. And, of course, she wouldn't have had time to enjoy the scenery in any case, seeing as the Ministry's dogs were still on her tail.And I hate dogs.A slow smile spread over her face, despite her panting, and she ducked behind a chimneystack and waited for the pounding footsteps to draw closer.Here's something you can't do.She waited until they were about a breath away, then tore out of the shadows into their paths. "Hiya, boys." She said, grinning at the flustered men.

"Miss me?"Without waiting for a reply, she back handed one of them in the jaw, then shifted into the shadows. They were still looking around for her, bewildered-she darted out from the other side of the roof, and spun a kick at one of their backs. He crumpled with a surprised yelp and she leapt over him, only to find the others barring her escapes. She dove for the shadows, intending to merge, to blend, to disappear… But a strong light burst through the gloom like a super nova, stinging her eyes and throwing her off balance. Off balance, she flailed around, and as the officials closed in, she collapsed onto the tiles. One unrolled a scroll of parchment, while the others drew their wands. "Number 669, you are hereby under arrest for assault, murder, insubordination-" "I know the damn list." she spat, trying to stand again, but ending up sprawled in an undignified heap on the ground.

"What, you think I was asleep when I did those things?" She tried to kick their legs from where she lay but they merely stepped around her. The calm voice kept talking. "-breaking and entering, espionage, and unsuitable conduct. You are strongly advised to stand down. Please do not resist arrest." "Oh, 'please', is it? Being polite are we? What is this, the Queen's Tea Party?"A tall man wearing a peaked cap and vest was kneeling down. He had something in his hands, something that gleamed in the light.Silver.Dammit.

She watched them slightly chuckle at her struggling; which was dumb why would you want to piss something of her power off? People were so stupid…. Taking a deep and long breath, she summoned all the strength she could muster, she kicked upwards with both legs, kicking one of the men under the jaw. I hope he bit his tongue

The man stumbled back with a groan, and in the second of shock before he recovered, she had him from the back. "Gotcha!"She gripped him under the chin, so that his neck was entirely exposed and forced him in front of her. "Take a single step forward…." She said, with a threatening glare, "And your mate gets it. Okay?" "I advise you to put our man down." Said the same man who was holding the parchment. "Like hell." She grinned at him. It was a very… toothy grin.

"This advising game is very fun, isn't it? How about I advise you for a bit?" Almost… feral… "You fellows care to step back a bit?" "I advise you-" "Shut up." The man she was holding was whimpering. "Your mate here knows what's going on. Thing is…do you?"The men looked at one another. "How much were you briefed about this mission?"A few murmurs. Not much.Her grin stretched even wider.Oh, good.The light of the moon glinted off of her lengthening canines

In a split second, she dove down toward the exposed neck before her, and let instinct take over.There was a horrified gasp from the tense men as the watched the spectacle before them. "Bentley-!" One of them chocked out, in a strangled cry. One of their faces went slack, his eyes rolled back, and he slumped against his neighbor. The vampire looked up, moon still glinting off of the fangs that had sprouted in her mouth. Scarlet dripped onto the tiles."Oh, I'm sorry!" she said. "Did you want to join in to?"She advanced towards them, dragging the prone body with her, as she hissed. "Go back to your kennel, doggies. And tell your masters Number 669 says hi."The ministry officials, horrified, disappeared in a series of pops, one of them performing a side along apparition so that he could take his unconscious companion with him. There was silence on the rooftop for a long while after that.Silence, except for the faint, drip, drip, drip of blood sliding away as she finished her meal. They must have been amateurs, she thought, as she dined on the man's prone shape. Posing as Ministry. Probably out for the bounty. No other explanation for their weakness.She ignored the little voice in her head that said, And they almost caught you.Just luck.

"You're a fiiiiine fellow, aren't you." She said conversationally to her… dining partner, as she finished up. She prodded him so that he stood up and lolled about looking out of focus. "Run along and make sure your friends have something to remember me by, will you?"" Habit of yours, is it? Talking to your dinner."She whirled around fangs shooting out again. A figure- one of the men!- was leaning nonchalantly against the chimney stack. He was grinning at her.Grinning.At her. She hated when people grinned at her as if they knew some little joke it reminded Staver to much of her. Her as in that women who had ruined her life. Staver got her body into a fighting pose, hands still clipped to the mans shoulders. She hissed at him.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!"He didn't flinch, but stepped out of the shadows and into the light. It was that bastard! The one with the warrant! "Run home, doggy." She growled. "No," he said, calmly. "I don't think I will." "You've got some nerve!" she shouted at him, secretly more than a little worried. He was acting completely differently from before. What…? "Well, that's what they say." said the man. Staver growled and threw the dead corpse away to the opposite end of the roof. "You want to be next?!" she yelled, pointing after her first victim, who was weaving away with a blank expression on his face.The man shrugged.

"You can try. But I'm not sure if you'd find my particular brand of… cuisine… at all pleasant."She paused. There was something about the way he said that…He sighed wearily.

"It's not like I have much of a choice." Instantly as though by magic.

The shadows lengthened momentarily as another long burst of night rent the darkness. Through sheltering fingers, the vampire gasped as she watched the frame in front of her shrink, mold- become more slender, younger. The light grew brighter, and the strange new being in front of her performed a graceful backwards flip, and landed upright on top of the chimney. As the light faded- where did it come from?- she saw that an entirely different person now grinned at her from above. "You're…not human." She muttered, now more puzzled than surprised. "Well observed, vampire," came the cheerful reply.It wasn't that hard, really. This person, where his former appearance had been tall, slightly over weight and with a sprouting beard, was sleek and streamlined. A pale body, enormous violet eyes, an androgynous figure adorned with exposing black clothes and fingerless gloves and- could hair even get that spiky? "So yeah," she said, trying to keep cool. What the hell was this?! "You know I'm a vampire. Easy to see. I'm sure you feel so proud of yourself, figuring it out, with the evidence shoved in your face like that!" "Cute," sneered the boy- and she assumed it was a boy, although he was wearing what looked like a miniskirt.

"Is it also a habit of yours to make up witty repartee when you should be watching your back?"

Staver's angry and cocky face turned into a horrified expression- he's not alone?!- the girl whirled around, and swung a kick into the darkness. Where she assumed it would strike a hidden attacker, however, her foot merely passed through the clear night air. Thrown off balance, she tried to swing herself around again to stare at the boy, but he had moved like a rattle snake, and had her pinned to the ground." You fell for a very easy trick," he said, voice mocking.Growling, she tried to drive her kneel into his side, but he held her down. "You know, that's what I hate about people like you," he said, still with that infuriating grin on his face. There was an edge to it, though. "You get so used to having your great powers that you never bother to think of tactics."She spat at him.

"Who the hell do you think you are?"The boy laughed at to her face.

"Tactics." He looked up and around until he spotted the glint of silver on the ground from where the first man had dropped it. He grabbed it and dangled a locket in front of her face before she could escape.Her eyes widened.

"You're not going to- Don't you dare touch me with that thing! Have you seen what happens to vampires when they're touched by silver?!" "Well, no." The smile- that damn smile!- had a slightly sadistic hint to it now. "But Dante read up on them in one of her books for the mission, so I think I've got a pretty good idea. However," he pulled the thin chain away from her face, to her enormous relief,

"I didn't come here tonight to prove my theories." He looked slightly disappointed. "Then get the hell off of me!"He shot her an amused glance.

"Planning to escape? Don't try it. I'll just catch you again, and next time I might change my mind about playing nice." "Just let me up." she muttered.He did, springing backward off of her lightly. She pushed herself up, and massaged life back into her wrists. "What's this about?" she finally asked, after she'd sulked for a full minute. "Why did you try to catch me, but then let me capture one of your team mates. If you're so powerful, why didn't you stop me?"He smirked.

"The day I sink to calling mere humans my 'teammates' is a very, very long way away. Their lives mean nothing to me. I wanted to talk to you." "Uh… huh." "Well, not wanted," he amended. "More like ordered. I'm here to offer you a job." "You've sure got one crazy-ass way of going about it." "What?" he asked. "I thought it was polite to serve a meal before engaging a new business partner." "Serve a m- you manipulative bastard! That was all you?!" She immediately considered throwing up the blood that she had ingested- but no, that would just amuse him, and make her look weak. She composed herself. "What kind of a job?" "That's more like it." "Stop messing around!" she took a swing at him, but he dodged easily. "Now, now," he said. "Is that anyway to be treating a future associate of yours?" The grin slowly widened.

"You can call me Envy. I'm a homunculus."

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THE END OF THE 1ST CHAPTER

Okay well what did you think? What's going to happen? Who is this 'her' that ruined Staver's life? Why does Dante want Staver to join and get ready next time: meet Eloise?

Next time:

Meeting Eloise, the whispers of the mind

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