A/N: First of all, I would like to thank jipzuru of Tumblr for giving me the inspiration with her Jelsa Divergent!AU fan art to make this fic and secondly, before we begin with this fic, in case you do not have the slightest clue with Divergent, or if you want to understand the story of this fic better, I reccommend that you watch the movie version of Divergent first (or if you have enough time, read the book as well). Trust me, it's going to make your reading experience better.
Also, if anyone's wondering why the name of the Queen of Arendalle in this fic is Ithunn and the name of the King is Akthar, someone in Tumblr decoded what was written in their crypts and the angelicized version of those things written are Ithunn and Akthar (although for the king's name, there's another translation).
"Elsa, the test didn't work on you."
"What did you mean by the test did not work on me? We were supposed to trust the test!"
"Your test results are inconclusive...they call it Divergent."
The moment Elsa heard the words "the test didn't work on you" and "your test results are inconclusive", she could not help but sink into silence, and into fear. How could the test not work on me?, she thought to herself. From what she has known based on what she has heard from previous choosing ceremonies, everyone had a faction to go into, and from what she has learned in her classes on General Faction Education, it stated that the aptitude test would tell you which faction you would belong into, but it never says that there's a chance it will never work on you.
"And you cannot tell anyone about your results, not even your family. Tell your parents I sent you home because the aptitude test made you sick."
Elsa was left speechless shortly after the test administrator spoke to her. No one knows what the implications of being a Divergent is and no one is even aware with the existence of Divergence.
"The only thing I can suggest you is that you hide in a new faction tomorrow on Choosing Day. Use the option of being able to choose your own faction even if it's not on your results as an advantage. They don't ask you if it's your result or not, they assume for most part."
Better. Elsa is feeling better now. Slightly better to be exact. At least she'll be able to conceal her Divergence partly with the fact that she canactually pick factions at her own will. But she still feels a bit of fear with the aftermath the moment people find out that she's Divergent.
Conceal don't feel, don't let them know.