... rage...anger... hatred... it's all I've learned from life. An abusive father who later died for reasons not disclosed to me and a dead beat Factionless mother. All I had was my wit and rage to fuel me. That was until I met her. Christina. She had dark brown skin. Chocolate pools for eyes. She made me feel almost... human. Any time I was around her, I felt my heart leap in my chest. My legs felt numb and I had those weird looking flying insects floating inside my belly. I loved her the day I first laid eyes on her. Kids, this is a story about how I met your mother," I explained to my kids Ashley and Joshua.

"I will also be telling this story and I shall be acting as myself," Christina sat next to me on the couch.

"Yeah, okay, whatever you say babe," I kissed her then turned back to my kids, "This is how it went…"

-One-

It was like any day for me. I spent my time as a guard walking to rooftops of Dauntless. I liked having a hawk's eye view of everyone. It made me feel safe not to be around people. This Friday was going to be my Eighteenth birthday alone. My fifth actually alone after the death of my father. I grew content being alone. Everyone at Dauntless kept their distance from me and I liked it. I never liked anyone anyway.

"Hey One!" I heard on the radio that was clipped to my waist, "It's time for initiate training. Get your ass over here."

I pulled the black box off my waist and brought it to my lips. Pressed the side button a few times. It was to let Four know I got his message. All my life I've been a mute. I know I can talk, but I choose not to. I like it like that. I only talk when needed.

I ran got the edge of the roof and jumped off. I fell a little as expected and pulled out two blades from their sheaths strapped to my outer thighs and plunged them into the bricks. I slid all the way down and pushed off with my feet. I did a back flip and landed in the kneeling position. I panted as I stood and shoved the blades back into their sheaths. With being alone, I've focused and devotedly life to doing cool shit like that.

I went into a jog and made it all the way down to the Training Grounds with the Initiates and the Initiate Instructors.

"Where the hell where you One?" Eric shouted at me. I just gave him the finger and walked up to the Initiates and that's when I saw her. She had dark brown skin. Chocolate pools for eyes. I looked at her and she looked at me, "Any time now One!" Eric scorned.

"I am One! There is me and only me that I care about! I am here to make you all stronger and become Dauntless members! I will not succeed in doing so with all of you. The Dauntless are strong and nothing more. Outside of training I do not talk to you and you do not talk to me! Do I make myself clear?" I growled at them. They all nodded and murmured. I looked back at Eric for confirmation and he nodded as he smiled evilly, "Listen here you piles of shits! Do I make myself clear?" I got in the face of a short little blonde girl and she gasped.

"Yes sir!" they all shouted in unison.

"There will be two tests. The fighting test and the mental test. I am in charge of the fighting," I smirked, "Let us get started with learning how to fight. Any questions?"

"I got one!" the brown skinned girl stepped forward with her hand raised. She lowered it before she spoke, "Why do you seem like you're a hard ass?"

"What's your name Initiate?"

"Christina," such a beautiful name.

"I'm this way because I know nothing else. I've had a troubled past and this helps me keep my cool."

She smiled at me as I beckoned them to follow me. Christina caught up with me, "What do you want Initiate?"

"Please, call me Christina."

"What for? I don't know you and I don't like you. Hell, I hate you even."

"Oh c'mon, how could you hate someone you don even know?"

"How could I not? My own father beat me and my own mother abandoned me. Tell me how I'm not supposed to hate people."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"You're sympathy isn't acceptable."

"Damn! Wake up on the wrong side of bed?"

"I did actually. I usually wake up on the right. Today I woke up on the left."

"Sarcastic much?"

"Me, sarcastic? Nooo," I shook my head, "I would never be like that with an Initiate, let alone someone I don't know."

"You're an ass," she pointed out.

"Finally, someone agrees with me."

"Could you be any more of a condescending ass?"

"Can you actually stop being such of a cunt?"

"Fuck you."

"You would like that wouldn't you dollface?" I led them to the room with three mate for fighting, a row of punching bags and a row of knife throwing booths, "This is where you all will be training. You will meet me here at eight in the morning. For every minute you are late you will owe me three push-ups."

"Kinda harsh isn't it One?" Christina asked.

I looked into her eyes and I felt an emotion I never felt before. It was weird and so alien to me, "I want you to grow strong Initiates."

"We have names you know?" she crossed her arms.

"Don't care dollface."

"Why not?" the blonde from before asked.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"I'm Tris."

"Step forward, Tris," she did and I got in her face, "Don't you ever speak out of turn again Abnegation."

"How do you know I'm Abnegation?"

"The way you have your hair."

"So why does she get to speak out of turn?"

"She's Candor. It's harder habit for her break. So shut up unless spoken to Abnegation."

"Hey One!" I looked up and saw Four standing in the back, "Go easy on her. She's first jumper. Remind you of anyone."

"That was during training Four. Fuck off!"

"Why are you so angry?"

"You know damn well why Four and I could be asking you the same thing. Besides, I don't think we are going to divulge these Initiates with our past are we. If so, you first."

"We've had the same past, we should be able to understand each other," he said as he walked through the crowd of Initiates, "We should be like brothers. Or at the very least friends."

"I don't need any friends!" I shouted and backed away from him, "Watch your mouth Four," I pointed a finger at him, "Or I'm going to have to seal it shut myself."

"Okay, I'm sorry," Four dipped his chin and walked past me, "Just take it easy Four. Last ear you almost killed a girl."

"She was wide open!" he was referring to the time we were playing paintball and I tossed a gun to a girl on my team and she almost shot herself in the face with a paintball.

"You almost killed a girl?" Christina asked.

"It was paintball and she wasn't paying attention is all."

"Okay Initiates!" Four shouted, "Do you guys want to see two masters go a couple rounds?"

I looked back at him because he knows I can't resist a challenge, "Are you challenging me?"

"We can show what these Initiates have to look forward to," he smirked and took off his shoes and socks then got in the ring, "What are you afraid of?"

"I don't feel fear," I told him as he took off his jacket.

I took my shoes and jacket off and met him in the ring. He had a tall slender frame built for speed and agility unlike me. I was shorter with a stockier build and built for brute force and high defense. Which worked for the both of us. He could land more punches because he's faster and since I'm slower, I have built up my defense.

He got ready and I got ready, "Shall we settle this here and now?"

"No, I think we should just settle this at the end of Initiation."

He stood erect, "Why?"

"I was thinking about having teams actually."

"We have an even number, we could do that."

"Could we?"

"There's two of us and I we are doing our jobs as far as training them. We could take notes and compare them every morning for rankings."

"That's splendid."

"Shall there be captains?"

"I think there should be, but let's circle back around to this topic in a week. We will have them fight each other then and at the end of week two, we will have our teams face off. The best will be our captains at the end of week two. We will switch out captains as we see fit."

"I like it and it'd be much easier this way instead of choosing teams for the paintballing game."

"It would actually. Good point."

"Are you guys going to fight or just piss around?" Christina asked.

I walked closer to Four and quieted voice, "Let me get Dollface then. I want the pleasure of breaking her of that loud mouth of hers."

"Then let me get the blonde? I have a thing for blondes."

"So do we have an accord?" I poked my hand at him for a shake.

"Aye, we do," he shook my hand.

"And you know what Four, I'm sorry about just a second ago. I would like to have a friend. I'm sick of being alone."

"What has changed in the past thirty seconds?"

"It's Dollface over there. I think I might like her."

"Good," he sighed, "I thought I was the only one crushing on an Initiate."

"The blonde?" he nodded, "Figures."

"Is that why you chose Dollface?" he smirked.

"Yeah," I nodded as well, "And as far as our friendship, just give me time to adjust to it. I'm still like working on not wanting to be alone."

"It's fine. You and I are the same that way. We prefer to be alone. But when you're ready, you know where I sit at lunch. We can talk then."

"Rightio," I nodded and shook his hand again before turning back to the Initiates, "There has been a change of plans. We will split you up into two teams. We will train you our way and we shall see what team reigns supreme at the end of the training," Four and I stepped down from the mat and stood a few feet from it in a large clearing, "Four will choose first."

"First Jumper! You're with me!" Tris walked and stood behind him.

"Dollface, you are mine. I wanna break you I that loud mouth of yours."

"Fuck you!"

"You wish!" I smiled.

Over the next few minutes, we got down to the last two people, "I will take Erudite!" I said.

"You're team isn't really good now is it?" Four mocked.

"I don't need the best to begin with my friend. All I need is a bunch of smart people. Using your brain is far more useful than having to expend energy."

"What about you? You're the strongest out of all Dauntless and maybe out of all five factions. Six if you include the Factionless."

"That may be true, but I don't need the strongest as I've said before."

"I wish you luck then," he and I shook hands for the third time, "You're going to need it."

"This is your team now Initiates. I will train you mentally and physically," I said as I continued to look Four deep in the eyes.

"Let us get started," he went to the punching bags and I went to the mats.

"Okay Initiates, I shall teach you the basics of fighting. For the next seven days out of eighty-four, you will learn the basics. You will learn or you won't. Totally your call, but I must warn you. You will be fighting the other team in two weeks. You will be fighting each other at the end of this week."

"I don't get why we have to fight each other if we are the same team," Christina pointed out.

"Listen Dollface."

"It's Christina," she crossed her arms.

"You want me to call you guys by your first name, then do right and earn that privilege."

Over the next few hours we've been working on form and foot work and the basic fighting techniques. We finally made it to the punching bags and I stood behind them pressed against the wall looking at Christina from behind. Her perfect well-toned body stirred my lust in me. Her perfect tight ass made me just want to throw out all logic, "Hey Candor!" I called out and three Initiates including Christina stopped punching he bags and turned to look at me, "Right," I said to myself, "Dollface, C'mere," I waved her over.

"Yeah? What is it?" she panted heavily with beads of sweat running down her delicate facial features

"You working hard?"

"Yeah. These forms are hard to do."

"Yeah, you're not from Dauntless so you haven't been doing any of this in your life."

"Yeah, well, it's whatever ya know. And hey, some of the other Initiates and I are getting hungry. When's lunch?"

"Go back to the line-up," she scowled at me and turned around and went back to her bag, "Four!" the whole room went silent when I called him out.

"Yeah?" I kept my eyes on Christina who turned back around to look at me.

"Lunch?"

"Five minutes?"

"Deal!" the Initiates still looked at me, "What are you a looking at? Get back to work and make these last five minutes count!"

After five minutes, Four and I led them down to the lunch hall. Dauntless members were already down there along with Eric who was now walking from the middle of the Hall toward us. The Initiates filtered in and began getting trays for food.

"You two," Eric pointed at us, "Fucking geniuses. I was watching you two training the Initiates and you're fucking geniuses."

"Uh thanks?" Four seemed confused. I know I was, "You don't give compliments."

"That's because I thought you as fucking reta'ds. Now you're fucking geniuses. Keep it up," he gave a crooked smile and walked back into the crowed.

"I'll catch you around Four," I said when he and I separated. I went through the food line fairly quickly as usual. The Dauntless Members moved out of my way allowing me to get my shit and get out. I made it to my usual empty table. I sat down and began forking meatloaf into my mouth. When I was halfway through, Christina plopped down next to me. She straddled the table bench to look at me.

"Okay, did I do something to piss you off?" I just kept eating, "I'm talking to you One," no response and Tris mimicked Christina's pose on my right, "Tris, help me out here."

"No fraternizing with the other team, during training. You can talk to them afterward in your dorm," stated.

"First thing he says to me and it's to not for. A bond with people," Christina pressed a hand against the table.

"Why are you such an ass?" Tris asked.

I looked at her as I shoved another forkful of food in my mouth, "Okay, I'll go," she scowled at me and left.

"Why'd you open up to me earlier?" her voice softened. I kept quiet as I ate my food, "I think I get it. You like me," I choked on my food and coughed it up, "It's true isn't it? Say nothing is it is true," I kept quiet for that reason, "I see..."

I looked to her and she was smiling, "Don't tell Eric," I smiled back at her.

"Hey!" a high ranking Dauntless came over, "Off with you Initiate!" he grabbed the part of her shirt that covered her shoulder.

I immediately grabbed his collar as I stood. He let go of her and I just gave him the meanest look I could, "Okay, I'm sorry One," he backed away and just briskly walked away.

"Thanks," Christina said. I looked around and all eyes were on me. They were shocked, even Eric. I liked at him and he looked at me and all he did was nod and wink at me with his usual crooked smile.

•Intermission•

"Wait," my daughter spoke, "Why did Eric do that? I thought you didn't want him to know?"

"You have to let him explain Caleb," Christina said. We sat on a couch that looked to the couch on the opposite wall with another couch that had Caleb, out daughter, and Ashley, our son, sitting on it. Christina was sitting against the arm rest of our couch with her feet tucked under her.

"Why make a long story out of it?" Ashley asked.

"Do you wanna know or not?" I laughed, "I mean, you asked us how we met. Fuckin' Buddha Munchies!"

-A/N: The phrase "Fuckin' Buddha Munchies" is a direct quite for Mike Chonny on YouTube.-

"Sorry," Ashley said.

"It's okay, now as I was saying..."

•End Intermission•

"Why is everyone staring at you?"

"I'm known not to protect people. They know that no one is supposed to talk to me whilst I'm eating or doing anything else. Especially during eating."

"I'm the first person you've actually liked?"

"Yeah, you are," I sat back down with Christina, "You're very pretty," I nervously admitted.

"Thank you," she said.

"Christina!" Ulriah and a few other of the Initiates joined him at the table with plates of food, "What just happened?"

I gave them all a deathly look, "What's up your ass?" Al asked.

"He doesn't like it when people are at his table," Christina responded.

"But you're here?" Al whined.

"Let's just leave," Christina stood, "I'll see you back at training One."

"NO!" Will slammed his fists on the table, "He doesn't get a whole table to himself! It's not fair!"

"Let's just go before he-!"

"No," I cut Christina off and said as I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand before standing between the seat and table, "He's right. I can't claim a whole table as mine, which I already have by the way. I can't claim this table as mine, but you can't just come over here," I leaned on the table with my hands, "And tell me otherwise and say how unfair and unjust this whole situation is," I heard the whole room go silent, "The only way Initiate scum such as yourself could change the rules of where I choose to sit and how much space I require is if you beat me in a fight."

"You're a member, I can't beat you!"

"Then take your candy ass along with all your little friends and get the fuck out of my face or I will become Factionless, right here, right now."

"You can't take all of us on."

"Try my Initiate!" I shouted and slammed my palms on the metal table, "Why Don't You Fucking Try Me? HUH? TRY ME!"

I have struck him with the fear of God, because he looked as though he was going to shit himself, "Fuck You!" he managed to say.

"ONE! NO!" Four bellowed.

When I grabbed both ends of Will's collar, I pulled him out of his seat and stepped over the bench behind me to pull him over the table, "You Tried Me! You Tried Me!"

"Help Me!" Will pleaded when the members of Dauntless just stood there.

"You have made your choice Initiate!" I heard coming from Leader Max's mouth. I looked behind me and saw the dark skinned man standing there, "He's the best Dauntless Member I have and you've just pissed him off," Leader Max walked over and got in the helpless Will's face as I held him by the collar, "If it was an actual Dauntless Member sure, they'd stand a chance. But you, you're just an Initiate. You challenged the best Dauntless Member I've seen in years. And you know what really makes me love this kid, he has no mercy what if and so ever. Enjoy your last few moments of life as his hands rip it from your body."

I looked left of him a little and saw Christina having tears roll down her cheeks, "Please One, don't do this," she pleaded. I looked back into the eyes of Will and moved my hands to his neck. I squeezed, "One! Don't Do This!" she pleaded more and more tears fell from her lovely eyes.

Will began gasping for air as I constricted his airways. Christina pleaded more as I pulled Will closer to my face and mimicked his expression, "I will have my time with you William," I said in a raspy voice, "You have been spared by this woman, which means that you owe her your life," I let him go and he fell to the ground and shuddered as he tried to breathe again. I kicked him in his gut just because I could, "Next time anyone," I looked behind me, "Challenges me again, there will not be anyone there to save you! Move out of my way," I pushed my way past the Leader and Dauntless.

-Christina-

"Who are you?" this man who's skin was just as dark as mine asked, "I have never seen such mercy coming from him. An Initiate, someone who is not even Dauntless born, told him of all people to stand down. I am the Leader of Dauntless and I have had a hard time controlling his rage. Who, Are, You?"

I wiped the tears from my face and responded, "My name is Christina and I'm from Candor. I don't know why he listened to me," I lied.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" I heard roared and a stalagmite fell. I knew it was One, "Don't You Dare Tell Me To Calm Down!" down went another stalagmite. More and more kept falling until there was none left, "Let's Get This Training Done And Over With!" One roared, "Get Your Motherfucking Asses Into The Training Room Initiates! You Too Four!" he demanded as his voice echoed throughout the cavern, "Let's Get A Move On! I Don't Have All Fucking Day!"

"If you can find out what he sees in you, I can secure you a spot into the last test of Initiation Training," the Leader looked at me more intensely, "I saw something in his eyes when he looked at you. Something that no one has ever seen. Compassion. You make him almost seem human and I think you make him almost make him feel it."

"C'mon Initiates!" he roared again.

"Don't Move!" the Leader demanded without turning around.

"MAAAX! C'mon!"

"ONE! Front And Center!" One came charging back and got in his face, "Listen to me," Leader Max said calmly, "Take the next few days off from training and go scouting. Take the Initiate with you."

"I have a job to do Maxie," One growled softly.

"Your job now is to show this Initiate all of Dauntless. Show her how to Scout," he smiled.

"What about her training and who's going to replace me for the next few days?"

"You can train her and Eric shall be your replacement."

"Eric?" One nodded, "Someone who knows what he's doing. Good. I like it."

"So will you go?"

"I'll go, but under one condition."

"What is your condition?"

"This," he moved so fast a yelp escaped my lips and he came back to being face to face with Will. Will flinched and fell back, "Stand up Initiate."

"One," I said and was stopped with a hand on my shoulder from Leader Max.

"It's okay," he smiled as Will stood.

"You got balls kid," One complimented, "Eric is a ballbuster though. So watch your back, because he and I are the kind of people that will be chewing on it if you can't keep up."

One backed up and turned to leave. I looked back at Will who had a dark red ring around his neck that he tried rubbing the pain away, "Initiate! Come with me!" I knew he was talking to me and I hesitantly followed him. Dauntless Members instinctively moved out of the way and made a path for him. One stopped in front of Eric and smiled, "Train them well," Eric just nodded and One walked off.

I followed One all the way out of the cafeteria and up multiple flights of stairs until we came to an empty glass room. He walked out of a side door and I followed him until I hit the door. We were on top of a building that over looked the city and the view was just amazing, "C'mon Initiate," he ordered and I followed him. I stuck close to the wall as I walked the ledge that wrapped around the room of glass. When we go to the front I saw him pulling out gloves that had hooks on them. After that, he reached up at the roof over pass and hit a panel. The panel shoved up and pulled down a small backpack and put it on.

"What are those? And what's with the bag?"

"Rope Gloves. I designed them because they are better than the old ones Scouts used to have. The bag has some training equipment for you, when we take a break."

"What is a Scout?"

"Someone that scouts all five Factions for any foul play within the factions or between the factions. All of the Factions know of us, but they never know our whereabouts."

"How do you become one?"

"One is chosen to become a Scout by the highest ranking Scout."

"And I assume that you're the highest ranking Scout?"

"Which is why Max said I'm the most important person in Dauntless. There are six Scouts including myself. Each one under me Scouts all the other Factions and Scouts the borders."

"What do you do?"

"I just do what all they do. I'm not confined to just one Faction like they are. I can move in and out of each Faction and to answer your other question, no. I don't know where they are, it's better that way. Also, they give me weekly reports that I have on file," he pulled a flash drive from his pocket to show me and then quickly shoved back into his pocket, "You don't remember anything I have just said."

"Yeah I do."

"You do, but I'm telling you to forget what I said," he straightened out his gloves, "Get on my back."

"What? Why?"

"We're going zip lining."

"Where's the rope?"

"Down there," he pointed to the roofs below and I saw nothing, "This is my private rope that only I know where it is."

"I'm not jumping off a building."

"You could go back to Initiation Training and have to work out like you just did for the next eleven weeks."

"Don't make me fall, okay?" I said as I walked closer to him and he helped me onto his back. I gripped tightly as he jumped off. I screamed as we fell.

"Move Your Arms To My Neck!" he called back. I reluctantly did and we fell for another few seconds as the ground grew larger. He slammed his arms against his body and kept them there as his body tilted more toward the ground, "Hold On Tight!" I did and he snatched his arms back open and triangle cloths opened up from his body and we began to glide across the sky, "Hold Your Chin To My Shoulder! This Is Going To Happen Fast And Happen Quick!"

Doing as he told me we with through a large gaping hole in the middle of a building and he yanked his arms forward and the cloths immediately furled back into his body and he free fell for a second before he reached up and grabbed onto a rope with the hooks on his gloves.

The sudden jerking of his body still trying to fall caused me to grunt and almost lose my grip around his neck. We slid for what felt like an eternity before the line curved up a little and we slowed down tremendously. We came up to a roof that was inches beneath our feet and he let go. He dropped to his feet and I fell off of him feeling nauseous, "Three… two… one," and I hurled. I puked so forcefully that it scratched my throat.

When I was done, I crawled backwards a little before rolling to my back, "I don't like that," I told him and he knelt over my head. He stuck a short white cylinder under my nose and the sheer smell of hell caused me to immediately sit up, "That smelled like shit."

He kept quiet and handed me a little vial of a green liquid along with a napkin. I saw him pull all this stuff out from a Velcro sealed pocket on his thigh, "What's this stuff?" I grabbed the bottle from him along with the napkin.

"That is mint water with what I know it as baking soda. Gargle with it. It will get the bad taste out of your mouth," I popped the cork off the top and put it in my mouth, "Don't swallow it though. It will upset your stomach like a bitch. I know. I've had that problem," I swished the minted liquid in my mouth and spit opposite from him and wiped my mouth.

-Story Interruption-

"One? Christina?" it was Tris.

"Dammit Tris!" I yelled as Tris came into the house and walked into the den area, "I'm in the middle of telling a story."

"About what?" she had a half-eaten sandwich in her hands.

"About how I met Christina."

"I love that story. I was in it. Can you believe that your father used to be an asshole," she sat in between me and Christina

"Shut up and just let me finish this story."

"Hey Aunt Tris," Ashley greeted her.

"Hey kids," she took a bite out of her sandwich, "Did he tell you about the time he nearly got your mom killed."

"I didn't almost kill her. We were only zip lining and we're just wrapping up that chapter of the story. Will you please shut up?"

"Everyone?" Four called out from the front door.

"Oh C'mon!" I shouted.

Four, Eric, Will, Ulriah, and Al, all came in with snacks and drinks, "What's up your ass?" Will asked.

"I'm trying to tell a story."

"About what buttmuncher?" Will sat down with the rest as they placed all the food and drinks in the center of all of us.

"I'm telling my kids how I met Christina," I rubbed my temples.

"Did you tell them about the time you almost killed me?"

"Yes I did!" I gasped, "What about the time you almost killed Christina zip lining?"

"I'm just wrapping that up."

"Okay, good," Will smiled.

"Can I get back to my story now?"

"Yeah, sure," Will responded as Tris moved from the couch and into Four's lap.

"Hey!" Will was on a radio, "One is telling the story."

"Noooo… don't tell them that," I buried my face into my hands.

"Yeah?" the voice from the radio questioned and then we heard, "Guys! Get over to One's house, he's telling the story!" we heard a crowd cheering, "We're on our way and there will be Initiates with us. We will be there in ten!"

"I will fucking kill you!" I jumped off the couch and went after Al, "I will fucking kill you!"

The other guys pulled me back and pushed me back into my seat, "Calm down One."

"Shut up Four," I corrected my position in my chair, "Now, let me finish my story. As I was saying…"

-Back to Christina-

One helped me to my feet after he shoved the vial back into this pocket and tossed the napkin over the roof, "Now what?" I asked as he took off his gloves and put them into his back pocket.

"Now we just look around and make sure that nothing is out of whack. We can check up on Candor if you want? We can meet your parents."

"I dunno," I looked at the ground, "I know I hurt them when I chose Dauntless instead of staying in Candor."

"Don't worry about it Initiate, Candor doesn't have a significant role in the Factions anyway."

"Hey! Don't say that about Candor!"

"You're in Dauntless now Christina! If you didn't want to hear insults on Candor, they why'd you switch out?"

My truth impulses got the better of me, "Because my father raped me when I was a little girl."

"Even more reason for us to meet him," he leaned in.

"No, I'm not going to see him," I turned around and held myself.

I felt strong arms wrap around my body and I just shrugged him away, "I'm sorry that he did that to you," I heard him sit and I turned around and saw him sit down, "I know how it feels to know that the person who's supposed to love you the most betrays your trust like that."

I sat in front of him and I saw him thinking of his childhood, "What happened to you?"

"My father would get drunk and come home to beat me just because he could. My mother left when I was young and I later found out that she became Factionless. I don't know why she did and I never wanted to know."

We sat in silence in such a trance of our childhood experiences, "C'mon," he stood up and I saw he was fighting back tears. I stood back up as he walked toward the center of the roof, "I'm not going to Scout today. Instead, I'm going to teach you some fighting moves. Now, take off your jacket," I did as he pulled out a small cylinder from his bag. He pushed a button and three prongs shot out from the bottom and the cylinder extended into a pole. He set the pole onto its prongs and a longer singular prong shot out from the top.

He pulled out a square and tossed to the ground, it immediately unfolded into a bean bag chair and he sat, "Now, hand up your jacket."

"Okay," I did, then turned to face him, "Let's get ready," I said as he pulled out a bottle of liquor and a small glass cup. He twisted off the top of the bottle and poured the transparent brown liquid the cup and set the bottle down, "What are you doing? I thought you were going to teach me fighting techniques."

"I am, now take off your jacket."

"What? I just hung it off."

"Now I want you to take it off," I took it off with one hand.

"You already fucked up," he stood back up, "Hang up your jacket," I did and I was getting very angry, "Like this," he had me hold his drink and he took off my jacket with two hands then put it back on with his fingers spread out, "Like that."

He grabbed his drink and sat back down, "Now, take off your jacket," I did, "Hang up your jacket," I did with flare like he did, "Take off your jack. Drop your jacket. Now, pick it up and put it on."

"I don't see how this is helping me any."

"This is what I want you to be doing for a little while. Hang up your jacket; take off your jacket; drop your jacket; pick up your jacket; put on your jacket; then drop your jacket; pick up your jacket; and then hang it up. Do this until you think you've done enough then do it some more."

"Really?" I looked at him, "I'm not going to do this!" I put my jacket on.

"Then good luck getting back to the compound," he told me.

I looked around and saw that there was no way to get down into the building so I could leave, "Okay, fine. I'll do it. What was it again?"

He told me and I did the process. He sat back and sipped on his drink. An hour or so later, I felt so tired and sleepy because of the heat. Soon I heard snoring coming from One and I looked. He was sleeping with the empty cup on his stomach and his hand wrapped around it, "Of course he falls asleep," I said to myself, "One!" he startled awake, "I have to pee."

"There's a corner over there," he lazily waved to the corner across the way and tried getting back to sleep.

"I'm not using the bathroom outside, let alone in front of someone."

"Then pee on yourself. That would surely show me right," he looked at me through sleepy eyes, "Just get back to work."

"I am tired and I don't see the point of all of this."

"Get used to it. You're going to be doing this for the next few days."

"How will this help me? At the very least, you're just getting a ruse out of this."

He went back to sleep and I groaned in distain. After a few minutes of mulling over using the bathroom outside, "Fuck it," I looked at the sleeping man and went to the corner. I moved a box in front of me so I could squat and do my business. When I was done, I got back to the pole and did my jacket exercise. Another few hours came and gone and the sun began to set. One would occasionally get up to take a piss over the ledge and fix himself another drink, "Can we go back home now? I'm getting hungry."

"I guess," One stood up and faltered a little bit. I could tell he drank a little too much. He packed up his things and went over to where we landed. He kicked the ledge and a large panel slid into the ledge's wall and revealed a flight of stairs that descended into darkness, "This way Christina."