A/N: Last time I checked, I wasn't Stephenie Meyer. So yeah...you just have my word to believe. AND my word is the most honest person you'll ever meet, so you know you can believe in him! Wait, what did I just say...?

Rivers Soothing POV

This is going much harder than I had imagined, I thought as my alarm rung.

The bright red numbers indicated it was 5 in the morning. I've always been waking up at 5 and sleeping at 12. That gave me 5 hours of sleep. And I was mostly having nightmares, so it was practically 0 hours of sleep.

Lucky me.

I did the annoyingly repetitive routine I had every morning since the new tracking bracelet idea was installed: wake up, shower, eat, go to Facility, and then the whole fun cycle repeats!

I was currently standing in my shower with my hand against the wall, trying so hard to stay awake. My mind was wandering around. I thought about the dream I had been seeing only moments ago. It wasn't exactly a bad one--no, wait, it was a bad dream. But it was the last memory I had of Silver Flames, so I guess it was half-good and half-bad.

People were screaming and running--hiding and flying. The seekers had come to find us and exterminate us. And why us? Because unfortunately… we suck. Yep, that was the reason.

Anyway, I remember Silvers and I were sitting by the river, talking and all. We heard them coming and so we ran. I remember…that she was scared. That I was scared. We had no time; they were coming! And so Silvers made a stupid decision as always: she saved me.

I don't exactly remember how she saved me, but I know that when I woke up, I was in the Singing World. I wasn't dead; I still had my memories. But I never knew what happened to Silver Flames.

The cold water running snapped me out of my thoughts. Oh, God! I fell asleep in the shower! I screamed to myself as I rushed out and dressed in a haze. I threw myself at the car seat and slammed the door shut. In goes the key, and we're off.

This car was as automatic as the rest, so it meant I didn't have to drive. I relaxed back in my seat and snickered.

I was thinking about Silvers again…Gosh, that woman has put me through a truck-load of trouble lately.

I thought to myself of all the crap I'd been through in trying to find her. I've already visited 12 planets and actually revisited some, just to check if she was there.

And as you might already know, she wasn't.

I even had to take a soul out of a body to get to this beloved position of Head Seeker. As for the old Head Seeker, he's dancing somewhere in the Flower World. As for how I got in here, a friend of mine owed me a favor.

And how exactly did that friend manage to keep this switch-the-souls-around thing a secret?

Yep, you guessed right; she's a seeker. A top seeker, actually. She's a lazy-bones kind of girl and her name's Alarms Aloud. Yeah, she took that soul out of Mr. Head Seeker Rodgers and placed me inside, making me Mr. Head Seeker Rivers.

The car's sudden stop told me I was at the Facility. I stepped out and took a deep breath, thinking of all the work I'd have to do today.

Inside these perfect double doors, I would be taking a good look at the souls--one at a time--and then I would place the tracing bracelet. I would ask them a few questions--questions that made absolutely no sense, unless it were Silver Flames. I kept getting the same confused look so, obviously, I hadn't found her.

I did the usual swapping-the-all-access-card and then getting a robotic hand shining a light in my face. This time, darkness didn't greet me. Apparently, the souls we were dealing with aren't seeker-built, so we had to turn on the lights.

As well as adding a whole other level to our warehouse.

We would always use the most bottom part of the warehouse, and since the lights (past the stairs) were always off, we never really paid attention to all the room we had up there. Yep, we made an entire floor dedicated to the souls' accommodations.

I walked to the right and went up the stairs this time. I walked down the very short, narrow, newly-refurbished hallway. The lights were flickering. I stood before the door, where I could hear a bunch of pointless chatter.

I sucked in a breath, and stepped in.

Okay, here was the annoying part of this whole deal (well, mostly every part of the deal was annoying. But let's just say this is the most annoying). Whenever I step inside that humongous waiting room, the noise always goes dead, everyone looks at their feet, and I feel like such a big jerk.

I could deal with this.

I puckered my lips a tiny bit and walked past them, not sparing a glance. There was a window near the right corner of the room. Next to it was the door leading to my "office." I opened my door to find Top-seeker Bridging Across spinning in my chair, while shouting "wee!"

I was at a loss for words; I seemed to always forget that him being a hypnotist was the only reason why he wasn't in elementary school. "…Bridging?"

He stopped spinning, "Yeah, Boss?"

I always tried being easy on him. "Do you think you could…give me my chair back?" I said in a high tone.

"Sure, Boss," he said as he hopped off. He was on his way out, when he stopped as if remembering something. He scratched his light brown hair for a minute and thought for a second. Ugh…remember he's still a kid…Let him think it out…I silently chanted to my irritation.

"Oh, yeah! Alarms and Above called. They said that they're nearing home base with the remains," Bridging Across said before saluting and leaving.

Huh. Looks like we've almost cleared Arizona. Only more than a billion places to check.

I took a seat at my desk. My office was really…messy. Folders over folders were stacked and a few were scattered. These were folders of all the people inside that waiting room. I opened one at random and opened the door.

"Shadows Hiding Ice," I called out. A man stood up and very slowly made his way to me (And yes, when I said I would check every soul, I meant every soul.) He was awfully tall and he was in his late twenties or so. He had sleek black hair and ivory skin. I stepped into my office and asked him to close the door. He did.

I sat down on my chair and opened up his file. It says he was in insertion only a few days ago. So he's a new soul… I thought to myself. I looked up to see him standing around, with his eyes glancing around anxiously. Is he actually looking for an exit?

"Please sit down," I said waving the chairs. He glared at me a bit, before he sat down and calmed his expression.

"So, you mind telling me why I'm here?" he said in a gentle tone.

I kept my eyes on his file, "You were in insertion only a few days ago, correct?"

He nodded. "Correct,"

"And am I correct in saying you were placed inside a wild soul? A resister? A human?" I noticed how much his case was interesting me…

He looked a bit wary. "…Yes,"

After that, his eyes went wide with fear. Why, I had no idea. Unless…

My eyes narrowed as I leaned over the table, closer to him. "And are you having any problems with this body? You don't have any resistance inside you, am I correct?"

He stayed silent; the fear in his eyes still in place.

"AM I CORRECT!?" I shouted.

His eyes blinked, as if just noticing me. "Um…yes. You're correct."

But his lie was so evident. "I know you're lying. But don't worry, I don't really care if you have a resistant host, or not."

He looked up at me and narrowed his eyes, as if I were the liar.

"No, just answer me one question. All I need is one answer and you can go see your other resistant friends," I said. After all, the only reason I was doing this was to find Silver Flames. When I found her, I would drop everything else.

Shadows Hiding Ice stayed silent, but guarded.

I leaned in again. "What is the name of your resistant host?"

No answer.

"It's not like it'll make a difference if I knew the name. If I really did want you secured, I would've already gotten guards to do the job."

Amazingly, he still looked wary. God, his host was really resistant!

"Why? Why do you want to know?" he asked.

My eyes widened. No soul would dare to ask me, the Head Seeker, that, so therefore, I had no answer or story.

"If you tell me why, I'll tell you my resistant host's name. Besides, just like you said, it won't make a difference if I know why, I'll still hate your guts," Shadows Hiding Ice replied.

I chuckled nervously. "That's not exactly how I phrased it…"

He just gave me a blunt look that said I'm waiting.

I reclined in my chair and stared at the ceiling. "I'm…searching for someone. She's a really a stupid, idiotic, foolish girl…and I love her. But she ran out of my life--before she saved me, I might add--and I haven't seen her since."

I looked away from the ceiling to face a thoughtful Shadows Hiding Ice. "Huh…that's funny. I'm searching for someone too. I know where she is…but I'm too frightened to face her…"

"Why?" I said, with shock dominating my face.

He looked at me questioningly. I was absolutely furious and envious. "You know where she is…why don't you face her? Why are you scared and what the hell are you even scared of?! That she won't love you; that she'll reject you!?" I was rising my voice too much. I tried to control myself.

"She will reject me," he firmly stated as he looked away. "She'll be terrified of me and hate every single part of me…"

"But at least you'll get a chance to win her back! If you're always near her and if you try to win her back, then at least there's a chance that you'll win her!!"

"I have no chance, because she won't love me! I know her, and I'll also know that she'll be terrified!! Horrified! Shocked! Disgusted! Why should I even face her!" Shadows Hiding said as his face fell into his hands.

He really had it hard. I patted his arm. "At least you know where she is and at least you know she's alive," I said as he looked up at me with narrowed eyes. "I don't even know where my Silvers Flames is. She could be in this city, in this world, in this universe…I don't know. I have no chance. You do."

His eyes were still narrowed. "You don't understand. I don't even know why I'm having this conversation with a parasite. And a seeker, of all people," he said as he stood up.

Shadows Hiding pulled on his jacket and was walking to the door, when he suddenly stopped and turned to me. "Oh yeah, I promised I would tell you my resistant host's name, right?"

I noticed at that point that the lights were flickering way too much. It made the corner of the room--where the door was located--look really dark. It also made Shadows Hiding's blue eyes shine in a weird, scary, it's-from-a-horror-movie way.

"Ian O'Shea," he turned away from me and placed his hand on the knob. "Don't know why you wanted to know his name, but oh well."

Shadows Hiding stepped out of my office, out of the waiting room, and out of the Facility. He was completely oblivious to the fact that his love was in the waiting room, silently sleeping with her friends…

I sighed and placed my business face on. I grabbed a random file and called out the name "Wanderer."

A/N:Well, I dropped a bomb, didn't I? And I mean the mental ones, people, I do not do well with explosives (just the mental ones)!

Since this is Rivers Soothing POV, I had to keep it at a cold temperature. You know, it has to have the "mean, explain the facts, don't do any jokes" atmosphere.

Oh yeah, if I don't update often it's 'cause I've been feeling really crappy lately and 'cause I had the worst day in existence yesterday and 'cause I've been tossing and turning over a new idea which will eventually turn into a story that confuses every single person alive, even the author, who I might wanna add, would be moi. Woah! How long was that sentence!

ANYWAY, hope the cold Rivers Soothing POV wasn't boring. To make it up to ya I updated twice today! Yeah, I am awesome!

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