A/N: Hey everyone, I know it's been a few weeks and I apologize, hope my devoted readers haven't abandoned me. I'm working on a couple other projects so forgive me. here's chapter 10! please review, follow, favorite. thanks a bunch!

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Wanda

I sat in between Melanie and Jared with my arms wrapped tightly around me. What just happened I couldn't wrap my head around…maybe I just didn't want to.

Kyle was dead, all because of me.

Kyle set his differences aside when it came to me a while back. We were civil to one another, but nowhere near friends… I'd never expected him to sacrifice himself for me. The reality of his demise continued to slam into my chest.

I didn't know how I was supposed to handle this, not to mention how I was going to handle the soul that dwelled inside of Ian's body.

"Ian…I can't do this without you, not anymore. I'm losing control of everything."

A tear pricked the corner of my eye, I wiped it away as quick as possible but it didn't do me any good, I was caught.

"Are you okay?" Melanie asked resting her hand on my arm.

Hearing her voice only hurt me more, I couldn't even remember the last time Mel and I had a full conversation. Come to think of it, when was the last time I actually had a full conversation with anyone?

"I'm fine." I plastered a small smile on my lips, doing my best to pretend.

Mel shook her head in disbelief.

She turned away from me, looking out the window at the vast woods as we drove past. "You forget that I know you a lot better than you think."

"Not anymore, Mel..." My voice was almost inaudible.

She turned her head quickly, gazing at me with intense concern in her eyes.

So she heard me, I averted my eyes. I didn't want to nor did I need to explain myself to anyone.

I turned my head slightly, listening to the soft sobs that came from the back of the truck.

A distraught Sunny said she would drive in the back with Kyle's body. We planned on burying him next to Wes and Walter when we arrived at home.

None of us pressured her, or tried to comfort her it was best to leave her alone to mourn.

"So what are we going to do with Ian?" Melanie leaned over me, the question was for Jared.

The soul laid in the backseat, still unconscious.

White hot anger rushed through me. "He's not Ian!" I shouted, glaring at Melanie with unfamiliar intensity in my eyes.

She was taken aback; I saw the hurt and fear in her eyes at my outburst.

"I'm sorry…the soul…" She whispered, refusing to look me in the eyes.

Sadness washed over me as I realized my reaction was uncalled for. "No, I'm sorry Mel…you didn't realize."

Jared quickly jumped in between our conversation, hoping to avoid any form of tension that could have formed between us.

"We keep him alive; put him…somewhere in the caves. We need to keep any eye on him, we don't know if he's trustworthy yet." Jared told us both sharply.

"Speaking of trustworthy, what about Rose and Burns?" Mel asked Jared, I decided to let them do all of the talking. I wasn't in the mood to strategize.

"Simple, if they come back…we confront them, and send them packing. They are no longer welcome in our home." The truck came to an abrupt stop, the dust from the sand rising up around the vehicle.

"Here we are…" Jared sighed.

I remained silent, the second the doors opened; I hopped out of the truck in a rush.

My arms were still wrapped protectively around my chest.

The tears blurred my vision, and I picked up my pace. I didn't want to be anywhere near the soul when they pulled him out of the truck.

I couldn't handle seeing Ian; seeing his body was the correct way of putting it.

I couldn't handle hearing his voice…but knowing that the words that came out of his mouth were no longer his own.

I couldn't bear it.

I did a good job of holding myself together, because if I fell apart I wouldn't be able to put myself back together.

Blaze

My head ached, I opened my eyes up slowly the figures before me were so blurry they almost blended together. I was completely disoriented, pulling myself from unconsciousness only to be pulled back under.

The memories of previous events invaded my mind.

the human, Kyle…I think his name was, Wanderer, The gun shots, Seeker Time….an apology followed by a hard blow to the back of my head.

"I hope she's okay..." I heard a female voice mutter.

A voice followed; a males….the same voice that uttered the apology before I fell into the vast sea of darkness. "She will be Mel, she just needs time."

I turned my head my eyes still closed as I fought to remain alert.

I heard the soft sobs coming from behind a wall or a barrier of some sort.

"What about Sunny?" It was the female again, her voice full of a massive amount of sorrow this time.

"We'll get Kyle's body sometime tonight, when she's asleep." The male seemed to have a solution for everything.

I was so weak…even if I wanted to, I couldn't fight back.

Two sets of hands lifted me up; carrying me….somewhere…where was I?

I couldn't fight it any longer; the movement didn't help much I'd assume….the darkness sucked me back in, making all of my fighting a failed attempt.

I woke up this time lying on an uncomfortable slab of rock.

My mind was still buzzing; vision was still blurry so I didn't fight to get up anytime soon.

This body needed to rest, and then I would figure out where the hell I was and how to get out of here.

I turned to lie on my side, only to wince in pain.

I lifted my shirt touching my side lightly.

I felt the stickiness of the blood. "Damn how did that happen?"

My hand moved to the top of my head, gently caressing the large lump hoping to soothe it.

I had no choice but to suck it up, I'd examine my wounds later because I was sure these people weren't too keen on helping me out.

I heard shuffling coming from the far end of the confined room they dumped me in.

Sitting up slightly, I tried my best to focus on what seemed to be an entryway.

She slowly poked her head around the corner.

"Such Beauty." For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.

I mentally screamed at myself…confused at the feelings that rose within me with her so close.

This must have been her, the soul called Wanderer.

A/N: So he finally sees the one Seeker Times been so desperate to kill! Hope you all enjoyed it! I'm going to do my best to work on the next chapter in the next two days or so :) please remember to review, follow, and favorite 3