This is a story based on the Carpathian book series by Christine Feehan. Add a little touch of Roy/Ed and you've got yourself one passionate, sex-driven story. This is just the intro bit. More to come. If you want to find out more about Feehan's series just go to my page and get the link. It's a great series.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of Christine Feehan's work. This is just something I always wanted to do and see if it worked.
In the Carpathian Mountains, hidden from the world, an ancient race of people are slowly dying out. They are the Carpathians. Ancient predators of the Earth. Not human but some kind of in-between species, gifted with unbelievable powers such as an enhanced ability to see at night and an acute sense of smell and very sharp hearing. They are also incredibly strong, have the ability to shape shift at will, communicate with animals, are telepathic and can control the mind of humans by using a compulsion, a "push" in their voice. As well as all this they can live forever. Basically they're immortal in a sense. Along with these abilities, the Carpathians can do magic and command the Earth and weather (as they are creatures of the Earth).
They protect the humans from the deadly threat of the vampire. A vile creature that not only drinks the blood from a human but kills them in the process. Whilst the Carpathians are similar in nature (they need to feed on human blood for their strength and powers), a true Carpathian would never harm a human by doing so. They are nocturnal and rest in the Earth during the day as the sun burns them. Because they hunt at night it's easy to see why the humans mistake them for vampires.
The Carpathians may be blessed with immortality but are cursed to lose their emotions and the ability to see in color after a few hundred years. They just exist. Eventually the absence of feeling becomes too much for them to bear and they can either turn vampire and feel the rush of the kill for a short time, or they can keep their Honor by greeting the dawn which destroys them. Once a male turns vampire he starts to kill humans and Carpathians alike and must be destroyed before he kills too many people or attracts too much attention to himself.
There is only one way for a male to avoid having to make the choice between eternal damnation or freedom. They must find the other half of their soul. Their Lifemate. Only they can restore emotions and colors to them. There is only one Lifemate for any male and if he's lucky enough to find them, their souls join as one and the whole face the sun or turn into an evil vampire thing is avoided. The males feel overwhelming desire for that person and an overriding compulsion to bond eternally with them. It's every Carpathian male's dream to find his Lifemate and save his soul. Once they find their Lifemate they recite the ancient ritual words that bind them together for all eternity. In a ritual as old as time and as inescapable as eternity. These words are imprinted on the male since birth.
Because there is only one Lifemate for any male, they don't like to share. The males are very protective and even more possessive. They want to seriously maim or kill any one that dares make a move on their Lifemate. This can lead to blood baths and arguments but great make up sex afterward ;)
The Carpathian males are creatures of darkness, searching through eternity for the other half of their soul. Their Lifemate. The light to their darkness.
Edward Elric is a human psychic gifted with unique abilities, who uses them in secret to help people. But he wasn't careful enough as some shady people find out about him and what he can do. They are after him to capture and study him. He seeks safety in the Carpathian Mountains in the hope that the people after him won't find him. He feels drawn to the mountains by some indescribable force and finds something that will change his life forever.
There is one vampire hunter among the Carpathians that everyone fears. No one dares speak his name in jest. A master of fire, he is an ancient warrior, many centuries old, many centuries wise, and most importantly many centuries alone. Time is running out for him. He can no longer resist the dark temptation to kill when he feeds. He has given up the hope that he has another half to his soul. He needs to find his Lifemate to bring him back from the brink of destruction. Little does he know that his Lifemate is out there. He just needs to hold on for a little longer.
His name is Roy Mustang, and this is his story.
Just a little taster to get you started. More to come soon