The Host ¤ The Next Chapter: 6
It's cold and it's dark. It's not the pitch black that I was expecting, but low level artificial light that you find in basements. Once again, it's Jenny's mind that tells me this. The coldness that I feel isn't snow or wind either. Jenny's body has experienced that before and detests the thought of Winter. The cold that I'm feeling is like the dampness that you feel in caves. Except that the stone I'm laying on is bone dry.
My head feels bruised. Did they hit my skull against something when they were carrying me here? I realize that I have no idea where here is, only that I'm in a dry cave someone in Arizona. Of course, I presume this is Arizona. The humans could have carried me off anywhere.
Humans!
I remember the reason why I'm here in the first place. They highjacked the bus and knocked us all out because of my screaming. Other than that, I haven't a clue what happened inbetween then and now.
I sit up on the platform of stone they laid me on and feel my head. Yes, it feels like it's bruised. I wonder if the humans stole some Heal along with the Sleep they already seem to have in stock. I don't care if they do or not however. I'm just happy that they didn't remove me from this host!
I check myself over for more wounds quietly, not wanting to alert any nearby humans. They've seemed to have put me in a room by myself.
"Eighteen of them!"
I'm almost startled to death by the sudden voice. It echoes off of the rock walls, seeming to come from everywhere at once. I stop myself from whimpering out loud and sit in silence, listening to the approaching figures.
"Can you believe it? I don't think we've had that many at one time ever!" The person, probably a human, exclaims.
"How many has Jeb put through the interrogation already?" The other one asks.
"Nine, I think." His partner replies.
"And nine more to go." The second finishes.
I can hear the footsteps drawing closer to the end of my cell. It's escentially a square with a rectangle hallway connecting it to another path through the stone. I slip my legs off the stone platform and set my feet on my floor. When they come to get me I'm not going to be curled up in the corner like a coward.
The two men peer around the corner, looking into the cell straight at me. One of them holds a device Jenny's memories tell me is a gun.
"It's awake." The first states.
It? That's what they're going to call me? They couldn't call me she?
"I am not an IT." I state angerly, hoping that they feel the fury on the edge of my words.
This is the first time I'm filled with this kind of emotion, but it's the only way to describe what I'm feeling right now.
I watch as the second human turns to the first. "I think you ticked her off."
Ticked. Another word for extreme anger. I save it to the back of my mind. I might need it later to describe to them what I'm feeling right now.
"It doesn't matter if she's ticked or not. Jeb wants us to bring them to him as they wake up." The first argues with his companion.
"Fine." the other gives up. "Just let me convince her to come along then. She'll probably bite your hand off if you try and get close to her." he jokes.
You bet I will, I agree with him internally. I watch warrily as the second edges into the room, watching me the entire time.
"I don't suppose you have a name...?" He asks as an easy conversation starter.
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The Host ¤ The Next Chapter
Fanfiction(Healer) May is a newly born soul. Earth is her first planet. She's assigned as a healer due to her kind manner. When she's assigned to a clinic in California, she's put on a transport in Texas to get there. However, the bus is intercepted by a rebe...
