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Chapter 8:What?

"So," I said to Russell as we walked down the beach alone, "You want to tell me why the Mustangs are not allowed to be here or am I going to have to drag it out of you."

"I don't know what you mean," Russell said as he picked up a stick and throw it into the water.

"Come on Russell, you know you can't fool me. You may be able to fool normal people but we both know I'm not normal," I said with laugh

He laughed too. "True, guess I forgot who I was talking too."

And then silence fell between us as we continued to walk. I sighed as turned I stopped in front of him with a glare on my face. "I guess I'm going to have to beat it out of you then huh?"

"Why do you want to know so badly? You do know that curiosity killed the cat right?"

"Yup, and I still have eight more lives left so tell me! Come on, out with it," I said as I continued to glare at him

He sighed and then made the motion for us to continue walking as a he started to talk. "Do you like scary stories?" Russell questioned as we walked on.

"Yes," I said raising my eye brow to the question wondering what it had to do with the mustangs.

"Do you know any stories about where we, meaning my people, came from?"

"Hmmm," I said bringing my hand up to my chin and tapping it in thought, "Nope, can't say that I have."

"Well, there are lots of legends, some dating back as far as Noah and the ark. Some say we are descended from wolves, who we feel are like our brothers and we can't kill them."

"So you're sort of like werewolves?"

"Something like that," Russell said smiling but then he instantly put on a frown, "And then there are the wolves' rivals. We have stories about them too"

"Them? I didn't know wolves' had rivals."

"The ones with skin as cold as ice who stories are as old as ours. According to the legends my father told me, my own great-great-grandfather knew some but they were different from the rest. They came to our land in peace. So my great-great-grandfather let them stay under a treaty saying that they were not aloud here on our land."

"Wow, your great-great-grandfather?"

"Yup, and to this day the treaty has still been kept."

"That's an interesting story but I still don't see what this has to do with the Mustangs." I said as we made a u-turn and started to head back to the gang

"The Mustangs…are the cold ones" Russell said with an intense stare into the distance.

"And…what are the cold ones?"

"Vampires. The same ones my great-great-grandfather met"

What?

AN: Sorry its so short, but the family problem is still going on but I didn't want to keep you guys hanging for so long.

But in other news, I have chosen Hughes and Garcia to be the head Mustangs XD They really do seem to fit the roles.

Also, I am looking for a beta to check on all my grammar and spelling and such before I post so if you want to, review saying you do or pm me.

I am also aware that another author is doing an FMA twilight story and have read it to find that it is a lot like mine. I have already sent the author a note asking if she can change it more so it didn't read like mine. Just incase any of you were going to point that out to me.

Happy reviewing :]