What would you do if you were the only child of two Divergents….? What would you do if one of the biggest factions is out to get you for revenge? What would you do...if you were in my shoes...?

Hello. I am Liz Eaton: the daughter and only child of Beatrice "Tris" Prior and Tobias "Four" Eaton, two former Abnegation members who are also Divergent. I was born in the faction of Dauntless, the scariest faction of them-all. Even thought they had paired up with the cursed Erudite to eradicate the Divergent, it's still home to me (I guess). Had it really been years ago since the Erudite declared war on Abnegation? Had it really been years ago that Jeanine had died? Had it REALLY been years ago that...never mind. I don't want to go into further details. I stare at my reflection in my tiny ass bedroom. Small figure, not too bad...Shoulder-length dark hair, meh...Muscular, okay. Tattoo of the Dauntless symbol on my wrist (which I have gotten last year, due to the permission of Father, but the doubt of Mother), perfect! It was only today that we had to take this stupid Aptitude test when we turn sixteen years of age. Stupid. Why the hell do we need these stupid tests anyway! I know that I'm going to Dauntless regardless! Stupid. Notice how I act like a cocky version of my father, Tobias. Normally, Mother would disapprove of my cockiness since she is from Abnegation, the most BORING faction EVER! Am I right? Snore fest. Yet, I mostly token her stubbornness. Anyway, I look at myself and stare at myself, putting my long dark hair in a ponytail before putting on my black t-shirt and matching skinny jeans. As I grabbed my bookbag, I run downstairs, grabbed an apple and bolted out the door before being stopped by my mother, Beatrice AKA Tris. I sigh to myself.

Shit. What does Mother want this time...?

Mother sits me down on a chair in the kitchen, facing me. She smiles at me and beckons me to come closer as she hugs me with one arm. I groan in the back of my mind. Why did she had to get all mushy on me? It was gross. But, it was in her blood since she WAS from Abnegation, who were mostly known for their selflessness, their gray outfits...and their stiffness.

"Liz. You're getting older..."

Here we go...

"And me and your father will always love you, no matter where you'll go."

"I know, Mom. You'll know that I'm Dauntless through and through. Faction before blood, remember?"

She nods and smiles. She sorta reminds me of Grandma Natalie. Before she died. Even though I've never met her, she always was like...I'll never know.

"I'm proud of you, Liz. You know that, right?"

"Tris, let 'er go to school before she's late for school."

The male voice startled both of us as we turn to see my father, Tobias AKA Four standing in the middle of the hallway, arms crossed. Looking like the same cool-ish bad ass from long ago. I only seen the living room pictures and judging my two cents...he was SUCH a poser (but my idol).

"Yes, Father! You saved me!", I squeal as I run to hug my father. (Not a coincidence that I'm more attached to my dad than my mom. I have nothing against her. It's my tomboyish attitude.)

He hugs me back as he kisses my forehead and rushes me out of the door.

"Good luck in school," he calls out. "And kick some ass!"

Mother taps him lightly on the arm and laughs as she waves goodbye to me. I wave back and jumped on the train as I go to school. I sit next to my best friends: Keira and Mason.

Keira was very pretty with chocolate-colored skin and dimples. Her blue eyes really make her gorgeous. She smiles at me as she whispers something in my ear. "Can't wait 'til the tests."

"Ugh, me neither. They're stupid."

Mason snort-laughs as he pats Keira on the back. He had curly brown hair and his skin was as pale as a blanket. He always had eyes on Keira ever since we were, like, five.

"Aptitude tests can kiss our asses! Dauntless for life!", Mason screams as he fist-pumps the air. Keira laughs as I roll my eyes. Everyone was watching. My face turns red.

"Mason! Sit!"

"I'm not a dog!"

Keira calms him down. "Calm down, you guys."

Even though Keira was Dauntless, she acts more like Amity, the peacemaking hippies. Amity were known mostly for their peaceful tactics and their red and yellow outfits. I couldn't stand them. They make me sick. Not as much as the Erudite make me sick. Talking about them makes me want to take a knife and stab something...or someone. Father would 'probably' have mixed feelings on my behavior and Mother would scold me. The Erudite were mostly known for their thirst for knowledge and their blue outfits. I jump out of the train with my friends as we go to class together. We had History together. As we roam the hallways to get to class, an Erudite boy bumps me and I fall to the ground. I glare at the pair of feet. Blue Converses. Skinny jeans. Blue t-shirt. Stupid smirk on his face. Thomas. My enemy. Not only because he was an asshole, but he was from...Erudite.

"Thomas, I'll KILL you!", I say as I jump to my feet and glare at him.

He ran his hand through his curly black hair and laughs. "Typical Elizabeth. You're just mad that I'm better than you."

"Do I have to remind you of who cut those curly locks off in his sleep...?"

I may have cut off his hair when we were six. He stepped on my shoes.

"I would have sued."

"And yet, you didn't."

"Elizabeth, Elizabeth. Tsk, tsk."

"My name's not Elizabeth!"

I say it a little too loudly. Keira grabs me and steers me from Thomas before I would have killed him. Literally. Don't be afraid of us Dauntless kids. We're not that dangerous.

"Leave her alone, Thomas. Why do you have to be such a damn nuisance!"

Thomas laughs as he turns to go to class...only to be stopped by Mason. He may be skinny, but he knew how to fight. I've seen him, too.

"Going somewhere, Marshall?", he said with a threat tone in his voice.

"I'm not afraid of you, Mason."

Thomas leaves us as he goes to class. We head to class, as well. Keira and Mason sit together. As I was about to go inside, Thomas whispers in my ear.

"Looking beautiful as ever, Elizabeth."

I blush. As I turn to face him, he was gone. I hate it when he does that. Make me feel like a girl when I don't want to. Sure, he was 'good-looking'. But, he was an asshole. And a bug. And a troll. So on and so forth. I sit next to Keira. She asks me, "Are you alright, Liz?"

I nod. I must tell her what Thomas said. She'll never let it go. It's been a few years that he's done this. Although I don't know what his motives where...I was scared to find out.