The Host: Mind, Body and Soul

Top_Kat · Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 5:00 pm Post subject:

It was a strange dream. I wandered across a wind swept plain. Snow blowing across my field of vision obscuring everything in a cold white blanket, it made me shiver. And the strange things I dreamed of in the snow! A giant creature that was like a tailless scorpion, only winterized with white fur. These things burst out of the ground like trapdoor spiders!

Next on this alien landscape came what only I can call Gemstone Cities. Full of crystalline spires, as if they had been carved from glass or ice. These cities had been formed by no human hand and had an eerie Lovecraftian feel to them. Cold light making a rainbow of colors as it passed through the prism-like walls. I expected to see strange tentacle creatures. I had to make do with strange shaggy buffalo with to many limbs.

It was strange and familiar at the same time. I didn’t like it and tried to push my self awake. It seemed that there was some resistance at first…

The sent of grapefruit. That is what I noticed was the sent of grapefruit. Then I heard them talking. About someone. About me?

“It seems to be all in order sir. Everything is still in place, they haven’t performed an insertion.” Says a voice that can’t name.

“So, you are telling me that he is uncompromised?” Asks the Colonel.

“That is correct sir. The subject shows no sign of tampering. It’s still Williams.” After a moment’s pause the unnamed voice warns, “He should be coming around fairly soon sir.”

I feel a nudge on my shoulder. Then more grapefruit. With that I open my eyes. I see a face looking down at me. A human face with blue eyes, not a hint of silver to be seen.

“How do you feel? Any light headedness or nausea?” Blue eyes asks. He begins to shine a penlight into my eyes.

Squinting in the light I respond “Fine, except for the light in my eye.” I smile to lighten up the comment. I never thought I would see this many noninfected people again. 3 of them!

“Enough of that, Olsen. We have to prep him for his part of the mission.” Abernathy commanded.

My part was fairly simple. It just shrieked danger, but it was simple. I had to play Judas Goat for the local seekers. I just have to lure them out into the country side to an ambush. I even have help. The girl from the hotel desk is a changeling too. She’s good, she even fooled me.

It seems that in the past several infected women had turned up missing. The local Seekers suspect that there is a wild human responsible. The UP is a lot of timber though. It’s the Big Woods. They haven’t had a lot of luck finding the suspected humans, or missing souls either.

Our plan is simple, Abernathy is going to have a couple of his boys’ rough us up and then we drive to the hospital with a story of her being attacked. And a description of a suspect that tried to drag her into this shanty… It might work. Even on seekers.

The next evening finds me driving like a madman, I’m pushing this old van for all its worth. Swerving a bit as I whip blood out of my eyes, I think my arm is broken too. Abernathy’s man was diligent.

As I streak into town a flashing light appears in my rear view. So I pull it over. A cop car pulls along side. It’s a SUV still marked as belonging to the Marquette County Sheriff’s Department. As I make that out they hit us with a spot light blinding us.

Top_Kat · Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 5:05 pm Post subject:

The purpose of this chapter is to set up for the actions to come in a later chapter. I even have been doing some reaserce for that one! I also Have another chapter dealing with Katrina. Wich do you want first? Let me know what you think so far!

Kat

MaddieMudpie · Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 1:32 am Post subject:

these are totally awesome. you're really a great writer.
i would love to read whatever else you've written!

Ian<3 · Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:18 am Post subject:

Awww I hope you are gonna post more...
I know it has been a while.... But those were so good.
I would love to read more. =]
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Top_Kat · Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 8:20 pm Post subject:

I actualy have been working on this one a bit. You guys can expect more to come.

Ian<3 · Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 12:14 am Post subject:

Sweet!!!
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Top_Kat · Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 6:45 pm Post subject: OK, Here goes!

Floats Above POV

I was really worried. When Will called to ask me if Katrina had left with Stands, I knew something was wrong. I had seen him driving out of town alone. I figured that she would have easily convinced him to take her. It made no sense for him not to. Since they had agreed to become partners, you just rarely saw them apart.

Has Stands left her for this old friend from the Blind World? If so he better come to his senses! I think I feel a most uncharitable dislike of this Bat already. I still find that hard to believe. Stands is so…I guess the word is skittish around anyone else. He only seems comfortable around her.

As I pulled up to their house I saw that old van Stands uses parked next to the garage. I remember him hauling furniture and other belongings out here for them when they moved in. There is a tree he planted, their garden… It doesn’t look like he planed on leaving anytime soon. Why?

I can see the front door is ajar and that worries me more then any thing. Katrina dislikes insects and rodents. I think she inherited a phobia of them from her host. She never leaves the door open!

I open my car door and slowly walk up the side walk. The house is way too still. Almost every time I have been here I have heard laughter, the sounds of music. I guess as a former Bat, Stands would naturally surround himself in it. Katrina is always laughing. This silence is just unnatural for their home.

There is a watering can sitting still full next to the flower bed. Up on the porch, lying on the seat of a wooden swing is a cell-phone. It’s still in its carrier. I pick it up and see that the belt clip is broken. There are 6 missed calls. I flip it open and pull up incoming calls. I am not surprised to see that they are from Katrina. Poor girl! She thinks he is ignoring her! He would never do that, I just can’t see it. I frown, as I also can’t imagine Stands not taking her with him either.

I step through the doorway into the front room. It’s so very still, I almost step back out. On a mat next to the door are 2 pairs of garden boots, one larger then the other. A good sign? Stands hasn’t abandoned her, I find that so hard to believe. They are always so close.

“Katrina?” I call out. Listening anxiously I wait. Nothing, not a sound. I proceed deeper into the house. A picture frame on the coffee table shows the image of Stands and Katrina next to their bikes at the end of the riding trail at the lake. They look so happy, so in love.

I walk past the kitchen. “Katrina?” No answer. The breakfast dishes are neatly stacked on the counter. It looks like he had made her an omelet. Kat loves them, but never can get them to turn out right. Poor girl could burn water.

This house doesn’t feel right. That makes no logical sense; it’s just an emotion…or is it a hunch? Stands and Kat… What is going on? Maybe he came back for her. It’s the only thing that seems sane.

I walk down the hall past the bathroom. It’s empty, I switch on the light. Two tooth brushes, 2 robes, everything is still in pairs. His and hers. Everything in this house gives the appearance that a couple lives here. It’s as if they stepped out for coffee.

I exit the bathroom and walk the rest of the distance to the master bedroom. The door is closed. I pause and almost leave. She couldn’t possibly be sleeping in there, could she? Just as I turn to leave I hear a sniffle, then a subdued sob. Oh! I can' t just leave now with out checking on her!

I tap lightly on the door, no response. I wait a moment. What should I do? I hear a creaking sound then another sob. I can’t take it. I step forward and open the door.

She is laying on the bed in a tight little ball. She is wearing on of Stands work shirts, and yes, she is a mess. She has been crying. I have never seen someone look so miserable.

“Kat, Honey? Are you OK?” I already know the answer. How could she be?

“Flo?” she pauses and wipes tears that are starting to flow again. “He…left. Why wouldn’t he take me? Why?” And the dam bursts again.

I go to her and hold her as she cries on my shoulder. “Why? I just want to be with him. To meet his friend.” I just make soothing noises and pat her back.

After she cries her self out again. I look at her and say “Come on dear, lets get you cleaned up. Then we can figure this out.” I then gently lead her to the bathroom.

Summer Song · Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 7:34 pm Post subject:

Wow! You're really good! I suck at writing I barely can do an essay or book report... which reminds me....I have an essay due tomorrow and I haven't even started!!!!

Ian<3 · Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 4:50 pm Post subject:

I hadn't realized you updated it!! Well i really like the new bit. It is so good. I hope you have more. XD

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Ian is my soul.
Eward is my heart.