Rain: So… Here I am again. Ally is my editor this time around, but this story is all me in the way that Thalia has her Twilight story. I read The Host awhile back, and I've been skimming a few fics on this site. Now a lot of the fics I've read are good, and some were even accurate- in my opinion -but I wanted to add my interpretation in the mix as well; my interpretation using music of course. Now, there are going to be fifteen chapters, possibly an epilogue if I get good reviews, and I'm warning people now there is an OC. I am the Sisters Grimm Writing Group's Queen of OC. I love using them and if you want to flame and call them Mary Sues or other names I really don't care. I enjoy every OC I make and put love and care into them. So bash away I could care less.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Host or its characters, or any song I may use in this fic. Here's a list of what I do own: Mayday Parade CD, an iTouch, my fluffy evil penguin, and a crazy British Twin. Not the Host, Ian, Wanda, or the song I'm using.
Musical Soul
Chapter 1: I'm Not That Girl
(Wanda P.O.V.)
Wanda tried to calm her mind, to focus on something other then the buzzing emotions that were driving her mad. She thought of how soft Ian's hand had been in hers; how warm his lips had felt… Melanie's body reacted violently; it grew hot in anger and revulsion to the thoughts. Wanda gave an inward sob; why wouldn't this body let her think? Ian deserved her to at least think about his proposal! Wanda found a quiet spot in the winding cave halls, so she could think.
Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl!
Wanda felt like she was being torn in two, like she herself was trying to break free from Melanie's body and revolt against these confusing emotions. Her; the little worm in the back of Melanie's head was falling in love, and it was hard to grasp. She thought of Ian, and her heart leapt; this was her, it was not Mel- who was grumbling in the back of the mind they shared. Wanda's head snapped up; she loved everyone in the caves. All the humans, even those who had shunned and hated her. Ian was different though.
Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl
Wanda didn't want to realize she loved Ian; she didn't want to hope and then only get shot down when she gave Mel's body back. She knew that she had to give it back; the Seeker's appearance had only made this more apparent. She wiped her eyes; she had been crying and she hadn't even realized it. She sighed, sad that she had come across this emotional break through when she also realized her plan.
Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Wanda stood, walking towards the South Tunnels, and Doc, without needing to think about it. She wiped her eyes and thought about this new breakthrough; if only she could be selfish like humans. If only she could- for a moment -steal away to a world where she could be with Ian; sweet Ian who had been kind to her and loved her even though she was a soul. She stopped short of Doc's infirmary and tried to calm herself.
Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Long hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl.
Ian loved this body; Wanda decided to lie to herself. He can continue to love it when she was gone. Wanda touched Mel's hair, the gentle curl that had returned as it grew out; then her smooth skin and thought of the bright hazel eyes. Yes this beautiful body had been what Ian had fallen in love with, not Wanda. She had to lie to herself about this, had to make herself leave so she couldn't hurt them anymore. She took a deep breath and then burst into Doc's quarters a fierce look in her eyes.
"Alright Do," Wanda said," I'll tell you how to remove a Soul… If you agree to all my conditions…"
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl
Wanda knew that this would hurt them all at first. Love hurts, she thought ruefully. Ian deserved a girl who could love him, a body who could love him; She was not that girl.
Rain: So, yes this is a weak first chapter, but this is a lead up to the chapters I really want to get to. This was set just after Wanda ran off from Lacey/ The Seeker and was headed to see Doc. The next chapter is set when Ian realizes she intends to leave. I must add that I did change one lyric to fit the situation; where it says "Log hair with a gentle curl" it's supposed to be "Gold hair with a gentle curl" but "Long" fit Mel better. So I know this is kinda weak, but R&R and next chapter will be better.