Heyho there & welcome!
Before you start reading, here's a few things you should know about:
- This story is set one year after Divergent, however, I will change most happenings after as well as some trifles concerning the first book/movie.
- Movie Eric. I have a huge crush on Jai Courtney, deal with it.
- Rated M for language, sexual content and violence.
- I've developed this bad habit of uploading a story during busy times. Updates miiiight be irregular for the upcoming weeks.
Disclaimer:
All characters and places from the Divergent series belong to Veronica Roth. I only own my OC's as well as the plot and/or events that do not resemble the original story. No re-posting of any kind without my consent.
Enjoy!
Colour bruise
Prologue
Cool darkness blinded me, my unknown environment accompanied by the silent bleeping of several technical devices and the occasional rustling of itchy bed sheets. Nothing familiar, nothing for me to recognise my surroundings. It was all pitch black. Am I dead?
"How many survivors are there?"
Heaven was different. I had always imagined it bright, with harp-playing angels lulling me to sleep on my very own soft cloud in the blue and endless sky, close to space and the stars. Instead, I was covered in uncomfortable blankets, some nerve-wracking tinnitus disturbing my dreams.
"I'm not sure."
The people talking, I figured, sounded concerned, almost devastated. Silent footsteps followed.
"Maybe fifty, including all those who were not present in the faction when the fire broke out."
Fire?
It was two women. One of them calm and talking rather slowly, the other one flustered and depressed but both unmistakably nervous.
"Not more?" she hesitantly replied as if each and every word she chose would cause her physical pain.
They both silenced for a second and I guessed the response must have been a simple nod as I heard footsteps once again, this time more heavy and almost determined, heading to where I lay.
I tried to clear my throat in a weak attempt to catch their attention, immediately regretting the action as hot pain shot through my upper body, causing me to moan mutely. I gritted my teeth, grimacing while trying to regain control over my body. Try again. My eyes fluttered open, observing countless tiles on a grey ceiling above me.
Where am I?
"Don't you think they will make it? All of them?" the first woman spoke again. I peered at her, recognising a white tunic and a stethoscope around her neck, almost hidden beneath her blonde hair. She was pretty, unlike the other woman in the rather dim lit room. I watched her shake her head in a sad manner before I spotted her black clothing and pale skin, matching the greasy black streaks in her long hair. A tattoo of a black snake flaunted on her right arm, slithering when she moved it. There was no doubt she was Dauntless.
"Most of them had life-threatening injuries when we brought them here. No doctor can cure those kinds of burnings. Not even you, Cat."
"Do not call me that."
I tried to clear my throat once more, this time only flinching at the nasty pain. Burnings. Did I have burnings? From that fire? I swallowed hard, ignoring that my throat stung as well in the process.
"However, I think you are right for a change. I won't be able to cure third-degree burnings without the respective medicine. Some of them probably won't even survive the night, as much as I wish for everyone to be healed." The blonde woman sighed. "Hello…" she then added when she finally noticed me being awake and curiously staring at her. I opened my mouth to reply but there was nothing but a pathetic squeak passing my lips.
"Don't try to speak. You have severe burnings on your back and feet and escaped a serious fume poisoning by a hairbreadth. Do you remember anything that happened?" I shook my head no, waiting for her to continue. She sighed once more before she sat down right next to me, eyeing me sadly as she did.
"Don't worry. It's just the painkillers. You will be able to recall everything in a couple of days the latest. All I can tell you now is that there was an explosion in your faction. At first, only the headquarters were affected but something must have triggered some kind of chain reaction, blowing up the entire faction."
I gasped for air in shock, biting my lower lip while ice cold fear crawled up my body. My little sister. Is she here? She's only twelve.
"You are in a hospital in Erudite right now. We will tell you everything when you get better." If you get better – that's what she actually meant.
I pressed my lips together, trying to fight back the hot tears which were burning in my eyes. You will not cry. Never again.
The Dauntless woman next to Cat, as she called her, crossed her arms, grimacing at the very sight of me. I must look real bad. I tried to speak again, opening my mouth in an almost effortless attempt. Cat lifted her hand.
"Don't."
"Maybe she's got something important to say, Cat."
"Don't be silly, Jewel."
Jewel. That was an odd name and it didn't suit her appearance at all. But she was right. I had something important to say. I wanted to ask them about my little sister. I needed to know if she was okay.
For all I knew right now, my home had been destroyed. I was factionless.
A/N: Now let's see where this will take us. My final exams are being a bitch so I can't promise updates too soon, however, I'm already working on more, so stay tuned!
Criticism, reviews and tips appreciated, I won't bite (hard)!
Love, Stef