I'm Afraid Of What You'll See (a Host group story)

This is a fan fiction based on Stephanie Meyer's "Host" (if you haven't read it... READ IT!). I'm writing this with I_Love_LiamNiallLouis_ and we hope you like it! :)

Chapter 1

Characters & Prologue

My character:
Name: Hannah St Claire
Age: around Jamie's age (so around 15 or so)
Polyvore: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=62743113

I_Love_LiamNiallLouis's character:
Name: Rosie St Claire
Age: 19
Polyvore: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=64030214
The Host Planet: Bat Planet


I felt like I wasn’t in control anymore. My brain would scream orders at my body while I was hung on for the ride.

Run. Jump. Turn left. Hide. Run.

But it was no use. I could hear the Seekers gaining on me. Of course they were gaining on me. I’d always come last in every track and field meet at my school.

I sprinted around the back of a building and collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. I squeezed my eyes closed and noticed that a few tears leaked out. I never imagined that this would happen to me. Not in a million years.

I looked around at my surroundings. I think this was Albuquerque. The sun had set a few hours ago and now the once-lively city looked grey and cold. I dry heaved and managed to manoeuvre myself into a sitting position against the wall. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the cold, grey brick. I couldn’t keep running even if I wanted to.

I was starving, dehydrated, exhausted, and still in pain from when I’d hurt my wrist a few days ago. It was probably sprained or something.

Against my eyelids, I saw home: the familiar rolling hills of my father’s vineyard, Matt laughing at something I had said, my mother making dinner in the kitchen and my horse Beans. I felt more tears crawl their way down my face as I remembered how perfect life was back then.

I played around my mother as she was digging a hole for some pretty flower that she had picked out at the store. I skipped around on the stepping rocks and hummed a song that I’d heard on the radio that morning. We were both a bundle of fits and giggles when I heard the familiar sound of dad’s pickup truck coming up the dirt driveway.

“Daddy!” I squealed, running up to him and tackling him from around the knees. He barked a laugh and patted me on the head affectionately. “Hey there munchkin! How’ve you been keepin’? Takin’ care of yer mother?” I smiled and nodded my head enthusiastically. Whenever her and Matt went on a trip to town they were gone for a few days and Daddy always told me to ‘take care of my mother’.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I turned around to stare up at my older brother. My smile grew when he said, “Don’t I get a welcome hug, Han?” I jumped into his open arms hearing Mommy and Daddy laughing behind us.

Matt spun me around and let me down on my feet. He knelt down so he could look me in the eyes and whispered “There’s something for you in the trailer” like it was a big secret. My eyes went wide as saucers. I loved presents! We all went around to the trailer and I waited anxiously while Daddy opened it.

That was the first time I ever saw Beans, my brown stallion. Of course, back then he was way too big for me so he belonged to Matt. My ridiculous brother was the one who named our horse but I honestly couldn’t care about his name.

I was shocked out of my memories when I heard voices of the Seekers coming this way and getting closer. I wanted to scream but my more logical brain made me freeze. Inside, however, I was panicking.

The only reason me and my brother had escaped to New Mexico was because of a stupid rumour. The only reason I had made it this far was because me and Matt had been stupid enough to believe that there were rebels in the mountains of New Mexico where we would be safe. After they came to our home, Matt and I had gotten away and made a beeline to where I am now. They had been on our tail for a few weeks before they made their move just outside Oklahoma.

They’d taken Matt but didn’t realize until it was too late that he had been distracting them so that I could get away. I didn’t want to leave him because he knew the location of the rebels better than me. I only knew it was somewhere in New Mexico.

All too soon I felt a bright light flash on me and I hopped up. The Seekers were right behind me! “Freeze!” I heard one of them call. I turned around and saw three of them about 5 yards away from me. They made no move to get closer to me and I frowned. I could’ve sworn there had been more following us in Vernon.

I heard a scuffling sound behind me and the man who had told me to freeze glanced at something behind me for a split second before holding my gaze again.

I turned around just in time to see the Seekers behind me. I didn’t have time to think before I was grabbed by numerous hands.

I yelled in protest as I felt on of the Seekers press a damp cloth on my mouth and nose. I held my breath, knowing that if I breathed in the chlorophyll I was done for. Still, trying to break out of the Seekers’ grasp with empty lungs is hard, and I ended up taking a gasping breath.

The cloth smelt fruity, like citrus, and I started seeing black spots in front of my eyes. My head felt like it was full of cotton balls and everything turned into slow motion. I stopped struggling and my knees gave way when my body felt too heavy to hold up. A Seeker had stopped me from falling.

I was silently crying when the darkness finally claimed me.

The Seeker was Matt.


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