A/N: this is my very first fan fiction that I'm really serious about and will hopefully be asked to write more on. This Host fan fiction is about a human girl, Leslie Peterson, who is grateful to find the sanctuary of the Jeb's caves but also discovers that the body of her greatest enemy, Evan Parker, is also living in the caves. But technically, Evan is not truly there any more because he has been inserted with a soul. Can this soul convince Leslie that the man that had starred in every one of her nightmares is no longer here and that there is nothing about him to fear? Please read and review!

Chapter 1:

I dragged my feet as far as they would carry me across the deserted land that laid out endlessly in front of me. I knew I couldn't go on for much longer. I was out of water, food, and energy-- not to mention hope.

I had dropped my backpack to the dried up ground of this lifeless desert just a few minutes before now. Since it was dead weight to me anyway, as it only held my empty water bottles and my last two bags of eaten jerky, I had thought it would be easier to journey across what I imagine hell would be like if I had less to carry. Turns out that it didn't matter much.

I stumbled over to where a measly had made its way out from beneath the many cracks in the desert's red-dirt floor. My legs gave out from underneath me as I fell to the ground, laying my head in the little shade that was provided by the cholla.

Well, I did my best. I followed Mom's insane directions and got myself lost in the middle of some god forsaken desert. This turned out just perfect! Great job Leslie.

I had resorted to hosting personal conversations in my head with myself. I figured that thinking to myself was at least just a little less crazy than actually talking out loud to myself. Before I knew it, I was involuntarily being rude and sarcastic to myself for how things turned out for me.

I tried to think of some positive things about my situation-- I mean, that's what people are supposed to do when they are in a disastrous situation and have gone totally mental, right?

Ok, let's see… there's no doubt that I'm going to die out here, so that's no good, but at least I was never injected with one of those disgusting parasites. Yes, that was definitely a plus: death rather than getting erased by some worm.

I was actually pretty proud of myself for not getting caught by any of the aliens that had invaded Earth not too long ago. I was especially proud of myself since I had only been around 15 years old when the invasion began and also that I survived on my own for the most part.

Desperate not to choke up over how I had become alone, I went back to concentrating on my positive-things-in-a-horrible-situation list. As if I had any more moisture left in my body to come anywhere close to producing tears anyway.

Ok, what else? Well, there's no doubt that this is any worse than the pain I've dealt with in the past. Like when my dad had ripped our family apart with no intention of trying to put it back together. I would have rather gone through my inevitable slow and painful death in this desert repeatedly than to have heard my parents screaming at each other as they did in too many of my childhood memories. Then there was the time when my mother surprised me with the news that we were moving two states south of the country. Oh sure, that probably wasn't as bad as what I was going through right now, but the pain of having to say goodbye and end all of the strong bonds that I had formed with so many people in my community was bad enough. What also made moving to Arizona so terribly unforgivable was that the move had brought me to the one guy who had managed to ruin my life in so little time. It was because of this person why I had changed into a timid and plain teenager rather than the fun and outgoing young lady I once was.

The thought of this monster filled me with such hatred and pain. Thankfully, my thoughts were interrupted by a soft humming noise I could hear in the distance. It took me a moment to try and recognize what the noise was when I realized that the noise was getting closer. I used whatever energy I had left in my body to lift my head and look in the direction that I thought the noise was coming from. There, in the distance I could see some kind of vehicle racing towards.

This time I was not able to hold in my frustrated thoughts.

"Oh, shit."

A/N: ok so there it is! I really hope that you guys liked it! Please review but keep in mind that this is my serious fan fiction, so please be nice. I think I'll wait until I get some reviews to put up the next and I can't think of a name for the soul that has taken over Evan's body, any ideas? Thanx again for reading. ~sweetP