Hello Everyone, my next chapter for my story is up now! And you know what I think would be a good story? Moulin rouge, except in fma style, with Edward and Winry. I think that after I finish this story I will start writing one like that. Sounds exciting to me . Anyways reviews are nice And thank you for all of your support! for everyone who reviewed It keeps the stories going. Enjoy.

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Winrys POV

I was told to stay one night at least. A horrible storm had hit and Hector had said it wouldn't be good to travel in at all. Though I was pregnant, it only felt like it. I didn't see any baby bump yet, so I guess I could keep this a secret for a while...unless Edward would notice. Which I had a feeling he could, but since I would be coming back, he wouldn't focus on it. I frowned deeply. I didn't want to go back to him...but it that's what the baby's life needed to stay alive, I would.

I shrugged the covers off of my body and stretched my arms and legs. They hurt from walking here yesterday. I groaned in pain as I felt a muscle in my left shoulder strain some. A dark blue dress was layed out on the edge of the bed. It was pretty, yet simple enough. Nothing to tight, low cut, or fancy like all the dresses Edward had given me. I felt very thankful for this one. If possible, I would try to wear it as many times as possible, just to stay out of those other death trap dresses.

I slid off my night gown and pulled the dress on. It fit pretty well, and wasn't squeezing tight on my curves. I sighed to myself as I heard a knock from the door.

" Come in."

Ophelia walked inside. " Are you hungry? There are a few things made for you if you are. "

" I'd rather not eat, I'm not feeling very well..."

" And you won't feel any better till we get to Dracula's. He'll know what to do. " She said.

" But don't you? Couldn't you just help me? " I replied.

She walked to the bed and sat down, looking at the palms of her hands.

" Winry, if we could help you, we would. But we can't. The baby needs its father, that's the only way it could have the best chance of living. I understand you don't wish to go back, but you must. "

I nodded, looking down at my feet. " When are we leaving? "

" Well since you not hungry, right now would be best, it's still raining, but I think you can manage that. " She smiled at me.

" I'm ready. "

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I thought the beginning was slow enough, Ophelia packed away more dresses for me, and other things that I suppose, were necessary. I would have carried them, but Hector insisted that he do it. He had claimed to know the quickest way to my so called "home" now.

I dodged a tree branch, making sure this one didn't catch my hair. It took at least 10 minutes to get my hair out of a branch before. Hector found it quite amusing how short my temper was...and I'd smacked him hard for it, making him laugh harder.

" So...do all vampires just travel inside the woods on foot? " I asked him, catching my breath.

" We turn into bats and fly where we please. "

" I thought that was only in books..."

" It is.." He replied with a smirk on his face. I growled at him with annoyance.

" Smart Ass..." I muttered.

We approaced the mountains as we stepped out of the woods. Usually I would feel freezing right here, but as the cold wind whipped at my skin, it felt relaxing. The change was becomng more effective with each passing hour. I looked up at the snowy mountains.

" Better start walking..."

" Well I could be up there in a matter of minutes to tell you the truth, but you haven't changed enough for those specialtys to kick in yet. " Hector said matter of factly. I stared at him impatiently.

" And what are you implying? "

He sighed and turned his back to me, crouching down. " Get on. "

" Oh..." I muttered, climbing onto his back. And let me tell you this will be the FIRST and LAST time I ever accept a ride from a vampire again. How horrifying...

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Edward's POV

I licked my lips in anticipation, her pulse was beating fast.

" Afraid?" I asked her.

" No, excited. " She said lustfully, grabbing my shoulder. I tried to hide my disgust in at this pitiful creature. She thought she was getting something entirely different from what I wanted. She thought right after this she could take off and walk the streets again for money, hah.

Slowly I took her hand, pushing her softly to the wall, she giggled. How annoying.

" So you'd rather do this here in the hall? Good you don't have neighbors..."

"Pathetic" I thought to myself. I caressed the left side of her face as gently as possible. I began to kiss her neck tenderly. I could hear her moan with delight, begging for more. I growled, and she giggled her annoying giggle again.

I could hear Alphonse muttering about taking my anger out on prostitutes, he must have been passing by the hallway. I didn't care if he was upset with me, it was this or go mad. I chose this. And it wasn't just prostitutes I drained, it was any woman who had their lustful eyes on me, or any man that had ever had his lusting eyes on...her...Winry...

How pitiful of her to think she could run off when she belonged to me...she was mine.

I pressed my fingers into the side of the woman's face rather harshly, she squealed in surprise. My other hand trailed down to her side, holding her still. I felt her try to move but I only pressed my fingers harder into face and side. She whimpered softly.

" Hey your hurting me..." She said softly.

" My dearest apologies..." I whispered. I had no apologies I owed to the whore. I felt her pulse on her neck beat furiously uner my lips I shuddered. Slowly...I bit my fangs into her skin, I heard her scream, scream and scream until all her screams were gurgling blood in her throat, dripping from her oversized lips. I bit harder, as blood fell down her body...

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WINRYS POV

" I must leave you now, you're safe. " Hector said as he set me down beside the entrance.

I nodded my head, turning my back to him and my attention the doors. I knew on the otherside sure held my worse nightmares...I heard Hector running down the mountain, until his steps became too faint.

I held in a breath as I pushed the doors open with as much force as possible. They swung open quite easily, another specialty must have been strength, but that I could get used to. I gasped in horror as my eyes took in the surroundings...the horrible scene before me, something so horrible, it couldn't even bear the name nightmare...

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hahaa okay I ended up in a horrible cliffy. sorry? Its been forever since I've updated I know, sorry for that too. For some reason...listening to El tango Roxanne helped me write this chapter...I dont know why, but it did. Anyways reviews without the flames please. Sorry for any errors.

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