Note: Uriah Pedrad has been one of my favourite characters while reading the Divergent trilogy, but, as I know he is Divergent, I wondered what other factions he got. So, I decided to write about it. Enjoy...

I sit in the waiting room, nervously tapping my foot and rubbing one of the tattoos on my neck. I would get Dauntless, of course I would. Its my home, my faction, my life. I look around me in the long hall, at the laughing Amity, the loudmouth Candor, the sniffing Erudite, and the silent Stiffs. They always struck me as a curious group, like robots, with no emotions, no fun. How could anyone live like that?

Then, I looked at my faction, lounging on the tables and playing cards. Not showing off, like the Candor, just, there for themselves, for each other. I smile when I look at them, my friends.

"Pedrad, Uriah, please come through,"

I stand up, shakier than I should be, and walk to one of the testing rooms. Tori, a tattoo artist who's a regular volunteer, waits for me.

"Hi there Uriah, how are you?"

"um, I'm fine thanks Tori"

She gestures to the chair in the middle of the room, surrounded by computers. I sit down, nervously.

"Relax, it's all fine," I realise how tense I have been and immediately relax. Tori hands me a small vile of clear liquid, and I tip it into my mouth.

"Good luck," Tori says, and my vision goes black.

*

I am standing back in the empty classroom, the chair and computers gone. For a second I wonder why I am not sitting in the chair. Focus. You are Dauntless, so show them what you're made of. I wait for something to happen, but then turn round to see two tables materialise. One had a knife on, and one had a piece of cheese. I instinctively walk towards the knife and pick it up. It feels heavier than usual and I try to get used to its feel.

I turn again to see a young girl, dressed in forest green. Near her, is a snarling dog. It growls and prepares to jump, and I can tell it doesn't want to lick her. Setting myself, I jump on the dog, and prepare to do the worst. The dogs eyes are black and hazy, full of hate and violence. It's strong, almost too strong, but I continue to push down.

I hold up the knife as the girl yells. Suddenly, I hesitate. Do I really want to hurt it? No, I can't. But that means betraying your faction. What If you don't get Dauntless? What would Zeke say?

I- I'm sorry," I say to the girl. "I just can't" The dog pushes me off him, and leaps towards the girl. But- she's not a girl, she's Zeke, dressed in the same green. My eyes widen.

"It's OK, I understand," And he fades away.

*

I wake up with a yell. As my vision clears, I see Tori with her hands on my shoulders.

"Are you OK?" She looks at me with concerned eyes.

"Yes I-I'm fine." I give her a small smile and get up.

"Uriah, I have to say, your results were very peculiar. Were you aware you were in a simulation?"

"Umm, yeah?"

"Yes, as I thought. You are a Divergent. This is very rare and very special. It means that you had more than one faction as your result."

Slowly, I process what she is saying. More than one result? If I get Dauntless, then what's the other faction?

As expected, you got Dauntless. But you also got Candor,"

Candor? What? How? But they're idiots!

"Obviously, you took the knife, which got you Dauntless, but you didn't force yourself to hurt the dog. As well as this, you were honest to that girl, but what really puzzles me is that you manipulated it to make her become your brother Zeke,"

But why Candor? Whyy?

There's just one more thing. Uriah, you must promise me that you won't tell anyone about being divergent. Not your family or your friends. Ever."

I nod. "Of course,"

Tori smiles, "Good,"

I get up to leave, but turn back as I reach the door.

"Thanks, Tori"

"Don't mention it"

But I don't really know what I'm thanking her for.