Hey guys! This story will probably switch between Tris's and Tobias's POV, if you want to hear more from one of the characters, please tell me! And please R&R!
Tobias's POV
"Tobais!" I hear Eric's voice calling me a little off in the distance. I don't turn around, and I feel my body tense up. I keep walking, picking up my pace ever so slightly.
"Tobias!" This time it's Tris's voice. I whip around and Eric is walking next to Tris, his tall figure casting a shadow over Tris's small frame. His face is placid and hers is concerned. I try not to look too perturbed. I don't really want to be around Tris- considering we just broke up- but I also don't want Eric around Tris, I still care about Tris too much even though we're no longer together.
I try to straighten my back and look strong as they approach. Tris looks up into my eyes for just a moment and for a split second I'm blissfully unaware of the world like I used to be, and then she pulls away and I'm forced to look at Eric.
His dark eyes are not so comforting. "Hello Four," he says smirking ever so slightly.
"What do you want?" I ask, digging my nails into my palms to keep from fully forming a fist.
"The Erudite developed a few new serums for us, and the leaders decided to test them on the latest two top initiates- that makes the subjects you and Tris." I stifle the urge to bite my lip. I can't face her right now, and I don't want to be a lab rat.
"What are the serums?" I ask, fighting my gaze away from Tris.
"They control what emotions someone feels and makes them act on their impulse. For example a defensive-related emotion could help us tell how well of a fighter an initiate is. They can't hold back anything because their deepest impulse will be triggered." Eric explains confidently, and without hesitation. Of course. Once an Erudite, always and Erudite.
I look from Tris to Eric and back.
"Good then," Eric says, "follow me."
Tris falls in line behind Eric, myself falling behind her.
We are led to the fear landscape room, where several leaders sit, already connected to electrodes, but their eyes are still alert- unlike the glossy look that will come when Tris and I are sent under the simulations.
Eric pulls out a box full of syringes filled with different colored serums. "Here we go," he says, smiling, injecting both Tris and I.
The liquid is an eerie green and it feels cold as it enters my veins. Tris waits patiently as Eric injects her- not even flinching as the icy fluid runs through her. Eric walks over to where he will connect his electrodes. Tris and I walk to the center of the room as the simulation takes us under.