This story is based on The Host by Stephanie Meyer.
It is about a species called Souls who invade the minds of living species in the universe, inclduing humans.
"Rose" a voice murmered beside me. "How long has she been unconsious for?" the same voice said.
"About three hours"
I moved my slender fingers. "She's waking up" a voice said. It was a healer, I could hear the calmness in his voice. I liked him. I blinked my eyes and slowly opened them. "Welcome to earth, Rose" the healer said.
I looked around the room, it was square room with a cot, which I lay on and a table with the healer's medicine. The room was completely white. "I am Ford Driftwood" the healer said. He was from the land of the plants. I had never been there, but I'd heard incredible things about it. I had come from the Fairy World. I loved it there, but the souls needed me on earth. My calling was as a seeker. My duty was to protect the souls. I sat up slowly. "Hello" I said. I streched my arms out slowly. I liked this body. It felt comfortable, much better than being in the petite fairy body. The door opened and two seekers walked in. "Welcome Rose" they said together. "I'm sorry to interupt, but we need the information quite urgently. You see your host's body was running away from us. She knew what we were. We spotted her trying to steal food from the grocery shop. We chased her down to the river and she jumped off the bridge. We luckily saved her, but only just. We're scared there's more of them..."
"I understand, I'll see what I can find" I concentrated and looking into my host's mind. I saw a picture of a man, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She loved him, I searched for a name. I couldn't get through. There was a wall stopping me. I tried to get around the wall, but I couldn't. "Are you okay?" The seeker asked, frantic. I was gasping for air. "I'm fine" I huffed. "I'll try again." This time I went another way. This time I saw a girl, with bright red hair and emerald green eyes, her name was Sophie. No! a voice in my head said. A voice which didn't belong to me, but to my resistant host. I had heard stories about it, hosts which didn't fully disappear when us souls we put into their bodies. They stayed on. There was once a story about a host which eventually took control of the whole body and started murdering souls. I shuddered at the thought.