I am very excited to be working on my first fanfic! I will try to update as much as possible, and we'll see how it goes from there! Without further ado... Lets begin

Note: I don't own any of the characters in this story.

I wipe my hands off on my pants as I wait for Marcus to read out the names of the 16 year olds in front of me. My mind races as I try to decide, Abnegation or Dauntless, Selfless or Brave.

I am woken from my revery as I hear "Caleb Prior" called. I know what he will choose, I have always known. He always projects outwards, never focuses on himself, and I have always been, unlike me. I watch as he walks forward to accept the knife Marcus hands him. He moves to stand before the bowls, and deftly cuts himself along his palm. Almost reflexively, he reaches out and his blood trickles into the water.

I go numb, and start to panic. I will have to stay now. I try to imagine my parents alone back in our home in Abnegation. I hear Marcus call "Beatrice Prior" and move to receive a knife. Focus, I tell myself, as I reach Marcus.

I lift my eyes to meet his, and notice for the first time how black they seem up close, not the midnight blue I remember from his visits to my family.

By now I have reached the five bowls, and I stand awkwardly in front of them. I drag the knife against my palm, and barely notice the sting of the blade, I am so focused. I imagine my blood on the stone, and sizzling on the hot coals. In a split second decision, I jerk my arm left, and here my blood splatter on the coals. I am brave.

I walk quickly to stand behind the other Dauntless initiates, ignoring the mutters I hear coming from the Dauntless and Abnegation members. I carefully train my eyes on the floor, so as to not meet my parents eyes, but I can feel my father's stare boring into my back.

The rest of the ceremony goes by in a blur of names, and occasional mutterings during a transfer. Finally the crowd starts to disperse, and the Dauntless initiates begin to exit the building. I have time to give my parents one last pleading look, asking with my eyes when with words I cannot.

The Dauntless begin to sprint and shout to one another. To my surprise, they turn down the hallway leading to the staircase, and not towards the elevator bank strait down the hall. A tall pretty dark haired girl runs beside me in the crowd as we sprint down the stairs. It feels great to run again, because it is considered selfish to spend your time training yourself rather then helping others.

"My name is Christina" the pretty dark haired girl pants as we run.

I think about my reply, realizing this is my chance to be someone new. "Tris" I reply back.

She shoots me a smile as we pour threw the door of the Hub. The crowd thins out as I see a train hurdle past. Christina looks at me wide eyed.

"You don't think we have to jump on that thing do you?" She asks, trying to hide her nervousness.

I nod in her direction, and we both speed up as we prepare to jump. I remember all the times I have seen the Dauntless get on and off a moving train before and after school, and try to memorize their actions in my mind. Just as I am about to jump, a dark haired tall boy, pushes me hard from inside the train, and I fall hard on top of Christina.

"Take that Stiff" the boy says, and I here laughter as the train sails past us, leaving Christina and me alone beside the tracks.

I put my head in my hands as realization hits me. I am not Beatrice the selfless or Tris the brave. I am factionless.

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