A/N: Well this isn't my first fanfic however it is my first one here so enjoy (:

Disclaimer: The Host does not belong to me but to Stephenie Meyer.

The Lost Host

My parents weren't home. The neighborhood seemed awful quiet. It was Tuesday.

I sat out back in the fresh summer day. The fresh grass tickled my toes and I picked the petals from a daisy.

Something's wrong.

I ignored it.

I brushed a lock of my dark hair behind an ear concentrating on the petals. It was a bright yellow against the white of my skin. I had always been too pale. Maybe I needed to stay out in the sun a little bit longer. But the California sun should be enough to tan my skin, right?

Something really is wrong. It's too quiet.

I glanced at the white picket fence that surrounded my backyard. Beyond was nothing but trees and bush. I could hear the birds in the branches go silent and die down their harmonious melodies.

I'm safe. Just ignore it. I told myself. It's safe here, nothing can happen to me and I was taken back when a girl appeared by the fence. She was really pretty with bronze skin and green eyes. I had never seen her around here before. She smiled at me, "Hi."

I starred at her for a moment, "Hi."

She looked around the yard. "What's your name?"

"Sophie." I answered looking back down at my petals.

"Sophie, you want to know a secret?" she said softly. I glance back up. A secret? Say no, say no.

I nodded.
And she smiled. "It won't hurt."

I frowned. It won't hurt?

Next thing I knew something covered my mouth. A sharp rancid smell burned through my nostrils and I tried to scream but I couldn't hear anything. I tried to run but strong arms wrapped around me and my body went limp. I looked around but I could only see the blue sky before I fell in to darkness.

Everything was so dark. I couldn't see a thing. What had happened? What in the world was going on? All these questions began to clog my mind and I panicked inside. It felt like a horrible nightmare. The girl- behind the fence- who was she? What had she done?

I forced my eyes to open but they were closed shut and all I could do was dream.

"Sophie's different. Don't tell her why."

Two pairs of silver eyes beamed off the light and starred straight at me. The faces of two children I seemed to know very well smiled back at me politely and happily. "Why don't we play a game?" one asked. She was a little girl with golden curls. She was around my age at the time.
The little brown haired boy smiled, "Hide and seek. Sophie you're it!!" he cheered and pushed me off in to the dark street.
"Count to sixty." He said.

I nodded and as I walked away I could see the silver starring back at me.

Sophie's different? What did that mean?

Back then, I didn't know. Maybe I would never know.

After I counted to sixty I brought myself from out of the bush and called out, "Ready or not, here I come!" as I had seen in the old television shows the humans would watch. However mother said I wasn't allowed to watch them any longer because they showed too much violence.
She said a cat and a mouse trying to harm each other was not right and she would not stand by and let me fill my mind with such things. She said the cat and the mouse should be friends and share the milk like it should be.
Mother was so smart.

I suddenly heard giggles and hurried on over to the light pole that stood in the middle of the coldasack
"Here I am!" called out the golden curls- her name was Rises with the Sun.
"I'm here too!" called out the brown haired boy- his name was Sings Strong.
And they both ran over to me. "That was a great game Sophie." Said Rises with the Sun. Sings Strong agreed with her but I felt a little unsatisfied. I wanted to find them. What was the point of the game if they found themselves?
I shook it off not saying anything.

"Well this body is tired." Said Sings Strong as he stretched. "Goodnight Rises with the Sun and Goodnight- Sophie." He smiled pleasantly and dashed off to his house.
Rises with the Sun turned to me. "Today was fun, thank you for playing with me. Goodnight." And she also dashed off to her house.
I stood by the light pole watching my friends run home and dissapear inside.

Why was I so different? Was it the pink line? Was it the silver? What was it?

My body was moving with the rhythm of a moving vehicle. I could tell because I could hear the wheels under the floor of the car. A car?
My body felt heavy and my eyes refused to open.

"Hey, she's waking up."

"What?"

"I said- she's waking up."

Two voices bickered. I couldn't tell where they were coming from. All I knew was they were two men.

"Give her some more."

"Don't hurt her." Said the soft voice of a girl. It was so familiar and it terrified me.

Then again the same stinging smell was shoved in my nose and I lost the feeling of all my senses.

Ah, sorry the first chapter was so short, however, I hope you enjoyed it and let me know what you think so far. Thanks.

- Autumn Skyy