I know this sort of fic has been done before, but I wanted to give it a shot before I attempt to write more Divergent fanfics.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Divergent.
"Tris, are you absolutely sure about this?" Four asks.
"Yes. No. Am I ever absolutely sure about anything Tobias?" I reply with a slight grin on my face. I think we both know the answer to this one.
"You have a point," He says. I jab in the arm with my elbow, which of course has little effect on him.
"Shut up, and let's get this over with, shall we?"
He hands me the small black box he was carrying on the way down here and I open it. Inside are two syringes. In these syringes is a serum that creates a simulation to make you think you're truly in a situation of facing your fears, when you're actually not.
I take one of the syringes out of the box and hand it to Four. He gently brushes my hair to the side, revealing my neck, and aligns that tip of the syringe to his target. He slowly begins to push the plunger, releasing the serum inside me. Four then deposits the now empty syringe back into the box and pulls the other one out, handing it to me.
He bends down a little so I can reach his neck easier, since he's a nice bit taller than I am. He tilts his head a little, and I take a moment to gaze at his neck, his veins, and his throat. Every part of him is beautiful. I pull myself out of my thoughts and align the tip of the syringe to his neck, like he did to me just minutes ago. I push the plunger down slowly, releasing the serum into his system.
I put the syringe back into the box, and then put the box to the side. We then make our way into the doors of the fear landscape.
"Well, here goes nothing," I say more to me than to him as we push open the doors, the doors to my fears.
All too soon, the dark room turns into an open grassy plain. Everything is fine and calm, and then I see it: the first crow.
"Oh, right, the crows." I hear Four mutter. I had almost forgotten that he's seen this fear already.
I crouch down into the grass and begin searching for the gun that I know will be there.
"What are you doing, exactly?" Four asks with a slightly amused look on his face.
"Why searching for Easter eggs of course! What else would I be doing?" I retort.
He crouches down next to me and begins digging around in the grass as well. We finally find two guns as a whole swarm of crows begins to descend upon us. We shoot the crows down, one by one, and my heartbeat slows down to a normal pace as I watch the crows drop down from the sky.
"Well that was fun if I do say so," he says. I look at him with what I hope to be a rather intimidating glare, though I know it's probably pointless.
"Tris chill," he tells me while chuckling. "I'm just messing around." He walks towards me and wraps me in a hug. I want to be stubborn and refuse his hug, but he feels so good and warm against my body, I give in and wrap my arms around his waist.
"So, shall we continue?" he asks me, untangling our bodies. I nod.
A/N: I realize this was properly a really short chapter, and the other chapters following this one will probably be short as well because it's kind of difficult to really drag out a fear. I'm planning on doing a chapter for each fear, and hopefully it will turn out nicely.
This is my first Divergent fanfic, and I need to get used to writing as though I'm Tris and also to make sure I keep Tris and Four's personalities similar to how Veronica wrote them. Reviews are greatly appreciated!