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Going Native
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Coming from the fire planet I have always been a bit more aggressive then most of my kind, but even I wasn't prepared for the conflict that comes with being human. From the very moment I was put in this body I was assaulted with conflict. The memories I inherited from my host were all bright and loud and painful. At first I couldn't make sense of them: images rushed through my brain trying to find hold. My arm throbbed as I relived this human breaking his arm. My chest hurt as I - no the human swam farther and farther into the pool. Knives pierced my chest as this body struggled to breathe without oxygen, yet I knew I needed to push through the pain to stop an even greater one. The hands - my hands - which lay useless right now had frantically grasped limp arms that floated lifelessly at the pool's floor. My strong sturdy legs pushed against the cement bottom and thrust me towards the surface. Terror and determination pumped through me as I dragged the dead weight of another body with me. This wasn't just any other body though. This body was important to me. I cared about it as much as I cared about my own. The word brother flashed in my mind, but I knew he wasn't kin. I tried to force air down his lungs when ...
A pinpoint of light blinded me as I was pulled from the memory. "Burns Living Flowers are you alright?"
The Healer looked down at me with polite concern. I could feel my face pull in on itself as a sense of division overcame me. It was confusion. This wasn't right I needed to save the boy. I needed to save- My mind searched for a name. The boy I pulled out of the pool swirled around in my head until it connected with the name Nate. The young adolescent I helped morphed into an adult with dark brown eyes, curly dark hair, and a deep laugh that seemed to come from low in his belly. His name was Nate and I had to be there for him.
I vaguely heard the healer say, "I'll give you a minute alone."
I was so lost in my own mind that I didn't process what was said until the Healer went to walk away. I grabbed his wrist wanting to reassure him before he left that I was okay. "I'm fine, thank you. I feel perfectly fine now."
The Healer smiled serenely at me unaware of the unrest below my surface. "Good. Should I bring the Seeker in, then."
My grip tightened on the Healer's wrist. I eyed my hand in disbelief. Had I just done that? My skin felt hot and I could barely control my body's need to do ... something. I gently lowered my fingers as I tried to define the feeling racing through me. It was fear. I was terrified, but why should I be terrified of the Seeker? The laughing brown eyed man slammed into the front of my mind, Nate. The Seeker would want to know about Nate. The Seeker would want to change Nate. That thought sent shaking waves of panic along my skin. In that moment it became abundantly clear that I needed to protect Nate no matter the cost. "I can't think of any other humans I ... this body knows. I don't think the Seeker will be necessary."
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A/N: I was rereading the end of The Host when this story popped into my brain. I was like hmm I wonder why Burns went native and tadah here is the one-shot. This is my second Host fanfic so tell me what you think.