This is my first fanfiction and im used to writing scripts rather than stories so I'm sorry if at times it seems a little too dialogue based, but I hope you like the concept atleast. Reviews are very much welcomed! Be as nasty or as nice as you want!
Summary: With the overcrowding of the caves, and the increased human child population, Wanda and Ian finally decide to blend in with the souls, however a new order find the souls themselves more comfortable in human form then what they anticipated. The new order decides to set rules against Human Children within the community, how far will a mother go to protect her human offspring and how far will Wand and Ian go to protect a friend?
Chapter 1: Human!
Each raid took lesser and lesser time, we engaged a new technique, me, Mel, Jared and Ian went into a store each and got what we needed while Kyle stayed in the van. It was Mel's idea, she knew after seeing souls threw my eyes that they are not as vigilant when it comes to accusations, even if they were missing the perfectly formed scars on their necks, the humans had great acting skills (which were still better than mine).
Me and Ian went into a small store to get something for us all to eat in the van. In the cold isle filled with chillers, Ian noticed the uncomfortable cold feeling plastered across my face, he wrapped me from behind kissing my neck. His hot air on the back of my neck made my body tingle.
"Chicken Ceaser for Jared, Cheese and Ham for Mel, What does kyle want?" I said to Ian turning my head slightly I noticed the lady at the till smiling as she observed our loving embrace.
"Something meaty" Ian said grabbing an all-day breakfast roll from the shelf. "And you darling?". Eyeing up the sandwich selection, nothing really took my fancy, I had cheetos and fast food on my mind, this host body wasn't much for fatty foods, but me, wanda the soul, wanted it.
"Wanda, you've zoned out, anything you want?"
"Erm… I'll just grab a packet of chips"
"Ah, Well I was going to ask if you wanted to eat something more substantial, like cooked warm food."
Oh, I love you! I thought in relief when he asked or rather stated. He's either telling the truth or he could see what I was thinking on my face, this body doesn't do well with subtlety.
"Yes, I'd like that actually" I said with an obvious happiness in my tone. We dumped the sandwiches back on the shelf and was heading towards the gently smiling woman behind the counter. The shelves behind her were only half full, of course they once contained packets of cigarettes, which were quickly disposed of, how any human could abuse their own body like that disgusted me. But I was after something else, contraception, ever since I started doing raids it seemed the less important items suddenly became important.
"Hi" The mezzo-soprano voice of the cashier said. It was almost unpleasant.
"Hi, I would like 3 ribbed, 4, er... pineapple, 2 of strawberry and 10 extra safe."
The woman is hesitant but places the right amount of each in front of me slowly. Ian gives a slight chuckle, I still don't understand the embarrassment of contraception, whether that's me or the host body, but she obviously did.
"erm…" Oh no, shes about to ask a question about it, I felt a surge of panic.
"Oh this host body, she's a bit feisty if you get what I mean!" I quickly retort.
That stopped her questions, but now I was embarrassed, what if she was picturing it. I shuddered.
We felt it necessary to take a hotel room tonight. I think more for our own luxury more than anything, no one ever gave reasons or objected to a hotel room. Being stuck in those caves has never been harder, with 43 humans in total plus Me and Sunny, raids didn't mean danger anymore, they meant fresh air, spreading out in soft silk bed with one of those molding mattress's was one of the best feelings we cherished on every raid.
Ians POV.
I could do this for the rest of my life, lie down with wanda and stare at her relaxing, seeing her face content was the best thing to me. She always has a look of worry, it was nice to see her relax for once. This is what I want, a bed, a room with our own bathroom, just me and her talking all night without interruption. What I wanted, was something completely human, which is not what my relationship was, and I'm glad it wasn't, I wouldn't have met Wanda otherwise, but also I want to give her the luxury she deserves, the luxury we can't have, a home our own family, a fully human life.
"Wanda, I hate to disturb you but, you need to get up and get dressed, Mel's in room 206, she's got a dress for you there." I said while brushing her golden hair.
"What? What for?" She said, looking worried again.
"I'm taking you out for dinner, its your birthday remember?".
"It is? Really? I… I hadn't noticed, but dinner? Where? Ian -"
"Wanda, were going for dinner, it's your birthday, don't look worried we will be completely fine!" I regretted almost immediately sounding slightly frustrating. "I'm sorry, surprising you at the last minute probably wasn't the best idea."
She suddenly looked sympathetic.
"Ian, no, don't be sorry, its a brilliant idea, I appreciate it but…" She hesitated, probably because I just rolled my eyes at the 'but'.
"Thank you, Ian" as she kissed me on the lips. If I can't give her a fully human life, I'd at least give her a proper human date.
Wanda's POV
I felt strangely extravagant in this silver dress. I could tell Ian helped Mel pick this one out, Mel hated silver, regardless of what it now symbolizes, but Ian's favorite color is silver, because of what it symbolizes.
We are half way through eating our main course as the song and clapping almost hit my ears. I thrusted my head over to the table which had three waiters jumping up and down clapping singing… happy birthday. But this isn't the happy birthday song I recognize from the people in the cave, it was more upbeat, and my body shrieked to the embarrassment I was about to feel. Ian chuckled.
"I thought you might like it" Ian said half-heartedly.
I don't know if he's being sarcastic but either way he's enjoying my reaction.
"Like it. Ian that looks like torture" I said to him but he just laughed.
I looked back over the table and without knowing why, I could understand the laughter, the middle aged man looks embarrassed as he is made to clap along and I laughed. I found it amusing.
That's when I noticed it. The lit candles on the cake where in the perfect position to show every one's reflective eyes. When they would bring the cake over to our table, they would realize, Ian was human no matter how good is acting skills are, this distinctive physical trait will be against him now.
"Ian, the candles, the eyes, we have to go." I said in a panic whisper.
"Oh, shit." He hadn't obviously realized. Strange, that I should realize before him.
We tried to get up but they were only feet away from our table, we could have ran to get away and they would know for sure somethings wrong and run after us. We looked at each other in panic.
"Get your pill ready just incase, I'll try to hide my eyes…" he whispered.
The cake was in front of me the dancing flame of the candle, jolting to the claps of the waiters, I tried to join in looking enthusiastic but I looked more frightened. Very frightened.
The unimaginable happened, In that split second, I remembered all the past scenarios I'd thought up in worry of this very moment, Ian being found and this was a lot less tame, almost less frightening. If we had to die on our first date, fate gave us a nice ending.
"Human!"
The horror on the waiters voice was suddenly shared by everyone in the room, conversations cut, movements stopped as if someone pressed pause. I stared into Ian's perfect eyes as he was about to take the pill from his jacket pocket, half a second past and out of nowhere I thought of that family we had seen from the hotel window. The couple with a human child.
"Wait!" I screamed. Ian kept his hand in his jacket pocket out of hesitation.
"Please, sir, this man was born of a host whose soul refused to give up his body, he feels like an outsider as it is, I think your reaction is very rude and unjustified."
In that one small sentence the tension of the restaurant turned to relief. The eyes of other customers quickly retorted, out of good manners rather than fear.
"Oh, I am ever so sorry, it's just, your so old, I've only ever seen a human child. Please accept my apology. I am so embarrassed" The young waiter said, his host probably only 18 years old, two years younger than me, he sounded overly apologetic, he didn't know how else to act towards an adult human.
"It's OK, sir, I get it a lot. I forgive you" Ian said very calmly.
The waiter's quickly escaped the awkwardness of the table and things went on as they were. We finished eating our food in silence. We seemed to be in complete sync as we got up to leave, we were greeted again by an apology, this time by the manager on our way out. We both responded with a half-hearted smile and a slight nod.
We got into a shiny black car we ordered from the renting services before the meal. We stared out of the windscreen for a long time blankly with no emotion to our face, was it relief? shock?.
Ian's POV.
What a terrible night. I thought while staring back at the restaurant. I think I was still suffering from shock, I felt the overwhelming need to laugh. My resistance slipped away and I just worked on instinct.
I let my mind go and my body go to do whatever it wanted, laugh or cry just something to get over the horrid aftermath, my body did neither, no, I grabbed Wanda's face quickly but gently and kissed her. My tongue swam around hers, I grabbed her hair with one hand pushing my other hand over her stomach to her back, feeling every contour. I didn't want to stop I wanted to kiss her like this for the good part of an hour, but she pushed me away gasping for her air.
"Ian… I'm… Sorry." Is she being serious?… Of course she is, again way to self-sacrificing that she feels the need to apologize for the soul's behavior. She would take the blame for every Soul on this planet if I let her.
"Wanda you have nothing to apologize for, Wanda you never cease to amaze me, you were fantastic in there!" I noticed my voice was breaking. I really was surprised by her, yet I know I shouldn't she always saved us from sticky situations. "Let's get back to the room, we have a date finish."
I gave her a wink and cheeky grin and she smiled back. Wanda never understood the reasoning for euphemisms, she had always been very blunt about things her body never came into contact before, for her sex was instinct as well as passion, just another human need.
It took me a while to realize that Wanda was sitting next to me while I was reading an old fiction book about the end of world that over-excited it to be full of natural disasters and deaths.
"Ian, I want sex" Wanda said almost pan-faced but with a hint of love.
"OK". Thump, went the book on the floor, end of the world can wait.
I chuckled at the memory. But Wanda got very used to euphemisms when Jamie asked her about sex one time. The subject became very embarrassing when having to describe it to a teenage boy.
"What are you thinking about?" Wanda asked as I was driving back to the hotel passing through urban areas.
"Of you." She kissed me on the cheek as I was driving, it was a moment like that, that made me feel more stable in this world.
Wanda POV.
The morning sun woke me up. I didn't want to move the bed was comfortable, Ian was comfortable, our legs were intertwined but spread out. I was already facing him, I gazed on his face while he was still sleeping, I curled up closer placing my head below his chin. I tried to sleep again in this position, in failing I thought it would be nice for me to order room service and have a shower ready for him to wake.
I dialed the number and asked for two cooked breakfast with extra english muffins and hash browns, Ian always demolished hash browns as quickly as Jeb could pull out his rifle. I turned on the TV and put the volume up ever-so slightly enough to not wake up Ian. It was only meant for background noise but I was suddenly hooked, I wasn't used to such silence being in those caves, silence made me uncomfortable and lonely.
The reporter was talking about the worrying amount of souls wanting to keep human children. It was reported only 2% of new born babies were given for insertion.
"There has been panic amongst souls about the future of the planet and questioning if were doing the right thing to allow human new-borns." The handsome reporter said, he is possibly reporting the biggest and most interesting story of his lives, souls rarely have breaking news.
"It has been decided that a council will be formed over the future of new-borns." he said again, the screen cut to a old man being interviewed about this.
"I am See's The Sky and I will be starting a council to provide answers to this issue, I know this is not of our nature, but this is a very complicated issue and needs to be resolved, we need to rethink why we came to this planet and keep the hurt, hatred and violence," He grimaced on the word violence. "that lead the human race astray, to an absolute minimum if not at all." To an absolute minimum? Has there been violence? Is there violence?
"Wow" I heard Ian speak behind me, he was awake and must have been watching. "Soul's are really starting to change. Why can't they let humans and souls live together?" he said, I sensed some anger in that last part.
"Because they believe humans can't live with us, remember Ian, me and you are still a minority if not one of a kind, I don't know if Sunny counts." It's true, I don't know, Kyle may like Sunny for who she is, but he loves that body.
"The children that grow up with soul parents will know no better, it'll be normal for them." Ian explained.
"True, but not for us soul's, think about last night's reaction, how frightened those souls looked over you."
"And how quickly they accepted it."
"Of course they accepted you, you are my partner, how could you be a threat, but the next generation of human may not be so loving, and the thought of it is affecting the souls, into violence. We should never have come here."
"Oh Wanda, I don't like it when you -"
"No, Ian." I interrupted. "I'm prime example of why Soul's shouldn't have come here. We thought we could change this planet, change the destructive, brutal human race with their lack of morals and many wars. We never anticipated this, how could we? We thought we were better? And the spiders as intelligent as they were had even less of a grasp of such things."
"Anticipate what Wanda? What things?"
"Your species, these bodies, they are too far advanced for us, not in technology but in emotion. Your societies are based on individuality, the whole spectrum and complications of your emotions makes you far more evolved than any planet we have taken, and we can't handle it. Even I find it hard to fight back anger, and sometimes I've let it slip. Even with the original hosts gone the bodies and emotions is something were finding hard to repress. We should of realized, it started with the seekers, using guns to threaten humans, than gaining the ability to lie, than even killing humans." Across the screen came screen shots of riots with placards. "Each day were becoming more and more human but worse, uncontrollably human. We never should have come here, we've just ruined a whole race. We were naive."
"Wanda, don't worry about the riots, there not as near as bad than human rioting, they just want to be heard thats all." he whispered into my ear as I whimpered. I didn't realize how close he was I quickly slipped into his embrace like a perfect jigsaw piece.