Running, running away...
My father has died, my mother in Acoma, Brother is 3,000 miles away, that do I have left?
(Past!)
Me and dad are walking to his work place which actually a secret agent hide out, you see my father is high up here and when I was 5 my dad took me here for the first time and I found out that he was a 'hero' as I liked to think but once I turned 9 I started to train to fight and I wanted to become a assassin, but not like kill people, I want to save the other people from dying.
But one day when it was my 14th birthday daddy took me to a gym and he said that it was all mine so we stayed their till night, which I chose and a man in a black outfit killed my father! I didn't spare him though I got the gun and shot him and shot and shot him then tied him to the punching bag and beat him broke every single bone in his body! But some other guys came in that worked for my dad saw me beating him and pulled me back. They asked what happened and I told them everything, It was my fault he was dead if I had listened and left when he said he would be alive but no! I KILLED HIM; HE'S DEAD BECAUSE OF ME!
Ever since that day I would train and train to kill the leader who done this to my dad, Soon after my father death my mother went in Acoma from eating medicine to help her bare father's death... I lived with my 2 year older brother Caleb in the mansion we owned. But when I turned 16, Caleb left and went to live with his girlfriend Susan 3,000 miles away...
After that I had a Godmother called Tori and Godfather called Amar who looked after me, as they worked with my dad they knew what I felt. I loved them like my real parents even though I knew they weren't.
(End of Past)
I stop running when I reach my gym, I open the door and wrap up my knuckles, and I beat up the punching bag with everything that's on my mind. 'Dads death, mums in Acoma, brother left me alone, Tori and Amar sending me off to high school, everyone under estimating me by my size!' and then the bag drops, I move to the next one, drop, next one, drop, next one, drop , next one, drop and the next one, drop! When I stop I hear clapping, I spin around and see Lynn. I run up to her and pull her into a hug. "I've missed so much!"I say crying into her shoulder. Lynn was my best friend since birth, she knew everything about me, and I mean everything! I tell her how I'm being forced to go to 'Dauntless high' but she goes there to so I'm actually kind of excited.
"Hey Tris, in school, call yourself six, and when people say why tell them you broke 6 punching bags in 1 and a half hours!" she says. I grin and say ok, We race back to my house and get ready for school tomorrow, as I'm joining in the mind of a semester I need to look tough, so Lynn picks out black jean shorts, a 'bitch, hell is that way' crop top, with a pair of combat boots, I love it, I have tattoos on my back and collar and one small one on my side, all of them in view. I pick out a black belly hoop and put it on my desk. Lynn dyes the end of my hair black with red highlights! I love it.