Hey guys

Disclaimer: I do not own the Host.

Hey guys! This is my first host fanfic. The idea actually came to me in a dream. I woke up before the dream was finished though sadly :( So, I don't need any ideas for a while, but I will be asking for ideas when I come to the part where I woke up.

Wanda's POV

"So many shoes to choose from…" I was in Macy's with my friend Sunny, searching for a pair of shoes. Sunny had wanted to go look at some shirts so we decided that we would meet up near the check out counter when we were finished.

I had been looking for about 20 minutes when I finally came across the perfect pair of shoes for the football game. I was going to that night-a pair of chocolate brown uggs that were about 3 inches below my knee. They would look great with the brown Abercrombie jacket I had that had the fur in the hood. It was a heavy jacket which was good because it got cold at the football games quickly. (A/N: pictures of books and jacket in profile) I also planned on wearing my dark blue skinny jeans.

I went to pay giving the lady 4 crisp 20 bills and sat down to wait for Sunny to be finished. I had been waiting about 5 minutes when these 4 guys walked by. When they saw me, they stopped and began to harass me for being what I was.

I am a soul. I live within the body of a human who has lost there mind and will never recover. There are few souls that choose to live among the humans because they are so prejudice about us. I had met Sunny when I was first put into the body, and she is the only other soul that I have met so far. I had been a soul since I was the body was a baby. My mother had been a human, but loved me as if I was her own daughter.

The way that souls were treated was much like the way African Americans were treated around the time of Martin Luther King Jr. It was a hard life for me to live but I hoped that someday people would understand that I was just like they were.

The four guys wouldn't leave me alone. They were really freaking me out so I decided to wait for Sunny in the car. I was sure that she would figure it out when I wasn't sitting near the counter like we had planned. I ran out to my car and sat in it. I looked back and they were following me! I quickly locked the doors and put the key in the ignition.

I sped off as fast as I could, which wasn't very fast in my beat up old Chevy. (A/N: its Bella's truck from twilight) The thing couldn't even reach 60 miles per hour. I knew I was going to be in trouble if they had anything faster than this.

I had an advantage though, they still had to find a car, if they decided to continue to chase me. I was worried about Sunny, but I figured that she was safer than I was, so I didn't go back. The guys were chasing me, so I pushed the pedal harder, hitting 50 mph on a road that had a 30 mph speed limit. They were coming up behind me quickly, probably going 60 mph giving them a greater advantage than I had.

They were laughing at me, knowing my truck couldn't take much more and they would soon overtake me. I pressed down harder on the gas pedal. 57…58…59…60…61…62…

I was surprised that my truck could reach over 60 miles per hour. I had never really tried, but the person who had sold me the truck warned me not to. She hadn't wanted to give up her truck, but her husband had bought her a brand new car as a wedding present, so she had to give up her truck.

63…64…65… BOOM! My truck came to a dead stop in the middle of the road. I tried restarting it but it was no use, the engine was shot. I hopped out of the truck and ran for my life. I ran into the woods that were on the side of the road hoping that the trees and bushes would be enough to hide me from the guys chasing after me.

I was about 100 yards into the woods, and still on the trail when I tripped. I had been concentrating on where I was going and hadn't looked down to see a tree root popping out into the middle of the trail. I assessed the damage.

I had twisted my ankle, my lip was bleeding, and I had a deep cut in my arm. It wasn't to bad so I got up and tried to keep going. I was able to run on my twisted ankle, but it hurt and I had lost a lot of ground with my fall. The guys were a lot faster than I was, and caught up with me quickly.

They tackled me from behind. I landed on the ground once again, this time hearing a loud crack coming from my wrist as I landed on it, hard. The guys started dragging me out of the woods. I tried to put up a fight, throwing punches and kicking them, but it was no use.

Since I had broken my wrist, I could only use my other arm. They quickly grabbed it so I had no way to punch and they were staying clear of my feet giving me no way to kick them.

I screamed for help, but no one was going to hear me, much less help me. There weren't many people who would help a soul out. Not all of them were cruel, but they certainly weren't going to save me.

One of the guys that was standing behind me actually looked hesitant. His eyes met mine and they looked pained, almost as if he were trying to communicate with me. I couldn't pick up the message but out of all the guys, he at least seemed like he was sorry.

They dragged me out of the woods and up to their sports car. Two of them held me, and one of them jumped into the car and began looking for something. The other guys continued to stare at me, still trying to communicate something with his eyes, something that I wasn't picking up on.

The guy who had been looking for something in the car came out. He was carrying a gun.

"Oh my god," I thought. "They are going to kill me."

So what did you think? Please review!! I want to know what you're thinking. I'll try to get another chapter out soon. If I get 3 reviews, it will be out before Monday! (I would say Sunday, but I promised that for another one of my stories.) Review Please!!

-Shannon