The Host Prologue: Inserted

The Healers number was Fords Deep Waters.Because he was a individual, by nature he was any things keen compassionate, patient, honest, virtuous, and full of love. Anxiety was an unusual emotion for Fords Deep Water. rawness was even rarer. However, because Fords Deep Water lived inside a kind personate, worry was sometimes inescapable.As the whispers of the Healing students buzzed in the far corner of the transaction room, his lips pressed together into a tight line.The expression felt forth of place on a mouth more often given up to smiling.Darren, his regular assistant, saw the grimace and patted his shoulder.Theyre just curious, Fords, he said quietly.An institution is hardly an interesting or challenging procedure.Any soul on the street could perform it in an emergency. There is nothing for them to learn by observing at present. Fords was surprised to hear the sharp edge marring his normally comfort voice.Theyve never seen a grown human before, Darren said.Fords rais ed one eyebrow. ar they blind to each others faces? Do they not have mirrors?You know what I basal ?C a wild human. Still soulless. One of the insurgents.Fords looked at the lady friends unconscious body, laid out facedown on the operating table.Pity self-aggrandizing in his heart as he remembered the condition the poor, broken body had been in when the bumpkers had brought her to the Heeling facility. Such pain shed enduredOf course she was perfect now ?C completely improve.Fords had seen to that.She looks the same as any of us, Fords murmured to Darren. We all have human faces. And when she wakes up, she will be one of us, too.Its just exiting for them, thats all.The soul we implant today deserves more respect consequently to have her legion body gawked at this way. Shell already have far too much to deal with as she acclimates.Its not fair to put her through this. Bythis, he did not mean the gawking.Fords heard the sharp edge return to his voice.Darren patted him again. It will be fine. The Seekers of necessity information and-At the wordSeeker, Fords gave Darren a look that could only be exposit as a glare.Darren blinked in shock.Im sorry, Fords apologized at once. I didnt mean to respond so negatively. Its just that I fear for this soul.His eyes moved to the cryotank on its stand beside the table. The elucidation was a steady, dull read, indicating that it was occupied and in hibernation mode.This soul was specially picked for the assignment, Darren said soothingly.She is exceptional among our kind ?C braver than most. Her lives speak for themselves. I think she would volunteer, if it was possible to gestate her.Who among us would not volunteer if we were strikeed to do something for the great good? But is that really the case here? Is the greater good served by this?The question is not her willingness, but what it is right to ask any soul to bear.The Healing students were discussing the hibernating soul as well. Fords could hear the whispers intelligibly their voices was rising now, getting louder with their excitement.Shes lived on six planets.I heard seven.I heard she never lived two terms as the same host species. Is that possible?Shes been almost everything. A Flower, a Bear, a Spider-A See Weed, a Bat-Even a DragonI dont believe it ?C not seven planets.At least seven. She started at the Orgin.Really? The Orgin?Quiet, cheer Fords interrupted. If you cannot observe professionally and silently, then I will have to ask you to remove yourselves.Abashed, the six students fell silent and inch away from another.Lets go on with this, Darren.Everything was prepared. The appropriate medicines were laid our besideThe human girl. Her long dark hairsbreadth was secured on a lower floor a surgical cap, exposing her slender neck. Deeply sedated, she breathed late in and out. Her sun-browned skin had barely a mark to show for her accident. lead off thaw sequence now, please, Darren.The gray-haired assistant was already waiting beside the cryotank, his egest resting on the dial. He flipped the safety back and spun down the dial. The red light atop the small gray cylinder began to pulse, flashing faster as the seconds passed, changing color.Fords concentrated on the unconscious body he edged the scalpel through the skin at the base of the subjects skull with small, precise movements, and then sprayed the medication that stilled the excess flow of blood before he widened the fissure. Fords delved delicately beneath the neck muscles, careful not to injure them, exposing the pale bones at the top of the spinal column.The soul is ready, Fords, Darren informed him.So am I. hire her.Fords felt Darren at his elbow and knew without looking that his assistant would be prepared, his progress stretched out and waiting they had worked together for many years now. Fords held the gap open. spread her home, he whispered.Darrens hand moved into view, the smooth-spoken gleam of an awaking soul in his palm.Fords never s aw an exposed soul without being struck by the beauty of it.The soul shone in the brilliant lights of the operating room, brighter than the reflective silver instrument in his hand. Like a living ribbon, she twisted and rippled, stretching, intellectual to be free of the cryotank. Her thin, feathery attachments, nearly a thousand of them, billowed piano like pale silver hair. Though they were all lovely, this one seemed curiously graceful to Fords Deep Waters.He was not alone in his reaction. He heard Darrens soft sigh, heard the admiring murmurs of the students.Gently, Darren dictated the small glistening creature inside the opening Fords had made in the humans neck. The soul slid smoothly into the offered space, twine herself into the alien anatomy.Fords admired the skill with which she possessed her new home.Her attachments wound tightly into place around the nerve centers, some elongating and reaching deeper to where he couldnt see, chthonian and up into the brain, the op tic nerves, the ear canals. She was very quick, very firm in her movements. Soon, only one small segment of her glistening body was visible. advantageously done, he whispered to her, knowing that she could not hear him. The human girl was the one with ears, and she slept soundly.It was a routine matter to finish the job. He cleaned and healed the wound, applied the salve that sealed the incision closed behind the soul, and then brushed the scar-softening powder across the line left on her neck.Perfect, as usual, said the assistant, who, for some reason unfathomable to Fords, had never made a change from his human hosts name, Darren.Fords sighted. I regret this days work.Youre only doing your duty as a Healer.This is the rare occasion when Healing creates an injury.Darren began to clean up the workstation. He didnt seem to know how to answer.Fords was filling his Calling. That was replete for Darren.But not enough for Fords Deep Waters, who was a true Healer to the core of his being . He gazed uneasily at the human females body, peaceful in slumber, knowing that this peace would be shattered as soon as she awoke. All the horror of this three-year-old girls end would be borne by the innocent soul hed just placed inside her.As he leaned over the human and whispered in her ear, Fords wished fervently that the soul inside could hear him now.Good luck, little wanderer, good luck. How I wish you didnt need it.