Harmony in Soprano.
Chapter One - Misled.

I smiled at the stranger, (or in our world, a friend who I just hadn't met yet) who appeared to be lost. "Hello, can I help you?" I enquired.

My host was once very vain, and though I am very fortunate to have received a typically beautiful body, the previous owner knew it was too. His eyes flashed up at me and back down quickly, as if shy. Human natures affected us all, and confidence must not have been the host's strongest trait.

As he didn't seem to be coming up with an answer any time soon, I allowed myself to look at the timid soul. He looked no older than my Host, nineteen years old at most. His hair was a lovely colour of brown, but seemed abuse; unclean and uncut. His clothes had also seen better day, had he walked here from afar? His skin seemed to back up that question too, it was sun-kissed in a beautiful honey brown colour and freckles dusted over his nose and cheeks. I did not see his eyes much, his irises were chocolaty though, and though I couldn't see it due to the lack of light around here, I knew the shiny silver ring around his pupil was there somewhere.

"I'm Harmony in Soprano; it's nice to meet you." I held out my hand for him, and his rough hand took mine a shook gently. I had no attachment to my host name, Adele, and so I kept my Singing World name.

"Petal Shimmering Downwards." He mumbled and I nodded interestingly.

"You're from the flower world? My mother is too!" I chatted eagerly, perhaps if I talked some more, Petal Shimmering Downwards would too. It was strange though, from what my mother had told me, wasn't the translation of Petal a female name?

Perhaps I was wrong, I did not know the world, and so I should not question a Soul who had lived there.

"I'm a little lost, I'm afraid." He began, flashing his eyes up at me with a tinge of red at his cheeks and then his eyes were quickly back at my feet. I hoped he saw the pleasant smile I had on my face, of course I would help in any way I could for this poor Soul.

"I can help, Petal, whereabouts are you heading?"

A smile touched at his lips sheepishly, I giggled automatically.

"I was meant to meet a friend, who is a Healer here. We haven't met in ages, he was recently transferred here but I have no clue where the clinic is!" He sighed exasperatedly.

Another giggled escaped my lips; "Not to worry, Petal Shimmering Downwards, I can take you there."

"Are you sure?" Once again, his eyes linked to mine for a split second and then back to the floor. My human tendencies started to make me irritate as I craved the attention he wasn't giving me. Terrible, for a soul, but there were worse hosts to have, I hear. One had resisted and taken over the soul, capturing two Healers from our facility. That was a long time ago now, a few years or so. This new Healer must have been a replacement. Of course I was being a little too fearful of the resisting humans from returning, but I hadn't gone to that Healer's clinic since. Even the harsh cut along my left hand did not make me face my fears, instead I had let it scab and heal in the human's natural and painfully slow way.

I began to walk and Petal Shimmering Downwards followed me; "Of course not, we will be there in no time. It is no inconvenience to me."

"So, are you recent here?" Petal asked me, I shook my head; "I've been here for about three years now."

"So your host was not new…" He sounded very interested in my past, obviously his curiosity was not deflated by his shy self-esteem. "Mine was, I've been in this body for sixteen years now. I'm curious, was your Calling decided by your Host's feelings? Or yours?"

I was quite baffled with his sudden wave of questions, but quite flattered by his genuine inquisitiveness. "She was very athletic, and so I found my Calling was in sport too. The body's voice box has a very high range too, very suited to my last name too, don't you think?"

I was letting my Host's vanity get to me again, I giggled in embarrassment.

We didn't say much more, I allowed him to muse over the answers I'd only been too pleased to provide. He stopped abruptly on the car park of the Healer's Clinic, watching some of the Cryotanks be taken for shipment. I stopped in front of him and watched too.

I guess I trusted him because he was a soul, I should have checked. How could I have been suspicious though, meeting a human was a million to one chance. He was though, and only realised as I breathed in a short gasp of something that sent me drowsy in seconds. He caught me carefully with his rough hands and lifted me with ease. A few other heads came into my view as I was placed into darkness.

I was asleep in seconds, and though I wanted to, I couldn't feel fear. Only the kind dreams of my life tapped my head as I slept.

I've never written for anything that isn't pokemon before, and so I'm pushing my boundaries.
I guess it's not the most original of storylines either, but it's a start.
Not the longest of chapters, but what else was there to say?