Okay, so I don't know if anybody read my story about Kyle and Sunny, that I haven't updated in a while now, but if you have then you are mistaken if you think this is another one about them. No, this one is about Jamie! I love Jamie, I think that he's so sweet and I find it ironic that sullen Kyle gets a girl and sweet, caring Jamie doesn't. So, I am writing another fanfiction on top of the other two that really need my attention to try this one out.

I do not own the Host. Nope, the wonderful Stephanie Meyer does.

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Dark.

All I could see was darkness. There was another presence in my head, and the pressure of two minds crammed into mine was hard. Unbearable.

My first thought was to scream, to somehow release all the pressure into one loud scream but my mouth wouldn't work. And my hands refused to work; I felt something heavy strapping me to something else. I knew I was being restrained.

My body. Get out. The thought was alien. Was not mine. The possesive way that the alien said my body made me cringe then rebulk it, feeling slightly annoyed. What was this voice at the back of my head going to do to me? What gave it a right to call my body it's when I was still right here and annoyed.

No, mine, I hissed back at it and I felt it recoil. There was a hard pressure against my back, like a door closing too hard, too tight against my skin. I wanted to wiggle away but there was nothing to run away from. Nothing. it was all in my mind.

Mind or not, I could still feel something stinging and it didn't sit too good with me. My automactic reaction was to push the thing back but I didn't know what the thing I was pushing against was. I tensed up, waiting for the next attactk. When it came, it nearly knocked me back, figuratively speaking, of course. It felt like a hurricane behind my temple, and it was sharp, a sharp pain that I couldn't fend off.

GET AWAY FROM ME! I wasn't sure what my thought had to do with anything but the next second, everything was quiet. Soft.

Lonely.

The voice had finally disappeared. Relief took over briefly before colors began to fill my vision. I heard sounds and murmurs and an angry voice.

" Third time this happened...,"

"...the chemical structure is the same but..."

" What's wrong with this earthling?"

" Put it back in it's cage," I knew this last voice. I knew that it belonged to a woman that everybody called a Seeker. I knew enough to know that there would be a sharp pain behind my eyes, the lights would come on and I would be shoved back into what I called a home; an empty room with empty walls and no windows. The place where I had been for the past three years.

The Seeker had found me; brought me here. Since I could remember, this had been happening every other day, along with painful blood tests among other things. I'd come to hate the Souls. But that was all that I could do.

Hate.

Because there was no way that they would let me go. Not since my body rejected every soul they'd try to put in me. I was powerless to stop them; I was powerless to do anything at the moment.

And, it wouldn't change.

The prologue is done!

What do you think? Should I continue?

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