~ S. here! This will be an on-going Divergent story that continues directly after Tobias scatters Tris's ashes.
~ I was slightly drunk first drafting this, so there may be some errors
~ I hope I don't ruin things for you or your ideas of any characters. This is a way for me to deal with the ending of this trilogy, and it is meant as purely a fanfiction.
~ It may seem like I am hi-jacking the story… but trust me… it is going to get crazy and interesting.

~Rae~
Snap.

The punching bag I had been using to train with for months severs from its chord and falls to the floor of the training room. The ground is cool against my back as I lay there panting. Beads of sweat glide down my arms and neck. I know that I will be caked in dust and grime that has settled on the floor.

No one has used any of the Dauntless's training rooms in over two years. Of course it is covered in filth. It was left like people were expecting to come back to use it, but they never did.

I reach over for my jug of water and dump it over my hair and chest. The cool liquid feels glorious against my warm skin and stringy hair. Still panting I set the jug back down and see my muscles slightly bulge after my intense workout. Day in and day out I have been training and for what? I'm not even sure of that one myself, but it sure does feel good. My lean muscles and toned body show for my blood, sweat, and tears.

Things got crazy in our city when the Erudite attacked the Abnegation. After the Dauntless finally left this building for good I had decided to move myself in. I had nowhere else to go, and I wasn't going to involve myself in any petty battles no matter what I was branded. I shake my head thinking of how long I have chosen to be on my own. Maybe I am crazy, and maybe I don't care that I might be.

My muscles ache as I get up from the floor. After dusting myself off I decide to go for a nice jog around the empty structure. I need a nice cool down after destroying a piece of equipment. I start out slow so that I can pace myself. This won't be a short traipse through the building. I need to build my endurance more.

Thoughts swarm inside my head. It's easy to daydream while I run because I've been doing this every day for such a long time. I know this place like the back of my own hand.

I see myself sitting on the floor of a crumbling building. My body is dirty, and my clothes are torn and tattered. My head is down because there really was nothing else to do. There was no one to talk to, and I hadn't eaten a substantial meal in a long time. Despite that fact my body was soft and squishy. My head snaps up after minutes of sitting like that. I hear a noise and crawl on my knees to a window without glass. Three men are sauntering into the building. They are drunk, and I can tell so easily by the way they sing and stumble. Before I can even think of running they spot me. My eyes widen in fear, and I sit there paralyzed by it. The men's drunken façade vanishes instantly, and they run towards me.

"Well, what do we have ourselves here Gorr?" says the tallest man. His mouth twists into a smile that I do not like.

The chubby man among the group, I assume him to be Gorr, whistles and claps his hands once. "It looks to me like we've found ourselves a little kitten," he grunts out and licks his lips. The quiet man reaches into his pocket and leaves his hand in it. They sprint towards me, and all I can do is squeak a noise of sheer terror. The tallest man reaches me first and grabs me by my mangled hair and yanks my head back by it. No more sounds come out of me. Only tears nip at my eyes.

"Now, now, boys. We're gonna have to take turns, and I think it's my right to take the reins first," he says in an authoritative voice. The other men say nothing, but they tense.

I can't get away, and if I try they will surely kill me. Before I can try to think of a way out of this the tallest man who has my hair starts to drag me to the back room of the building. "Don't be scared little kitten. If you do what I say then you'll walk free, ok?" He licks his lips. The man throws me onto a table and starts to tear at my already tattered clothes. I lay there frozen and naked. He can't. This isn't right. I know this isn't right. Surely there is something I can do, but I am a coward frozen by my fear. There is nothing that the likes of me can do to help myself. He unzips his pants, and as he shoves his hand down his underwear a loud bangs sounds. Then I hear another bang, and I am covered in blood. The man slumps onto the floor, and I see a woman standing behind him. Her face his slightly wrinkled, and she wears an eye-patch.

My body finally works again, and I shake. She throws her long coat onto me and sneers. "You are a coward," she hisses. "I should just kill you myself and rid the world of pathetic vermin like you, but you're not even worth that." And with that she is gone.

Tears pool in my eyes. My vision blurs, and soon I am sobbing and choking on my tears. I lay crying and shaking for hours. But soon it the tears stop, and I cuddle into the coat on top of me. My face is swollen and puffy. Something ebbs in me. It starts in my stomach and works like fire through my veins. This is anger. It's not something I have really felt before, and it feels good.

The next thing I know I am running through the city with a giant coat around my naked body. My bare feet hit the cold uneven pavement. I don't know where I'm going, but I hear a train. My tired legs run to catch up to it, and when I think I have it just right I jump and hold onto the ledge and awkwardly swing myself onto the empty car. After what feels like hours I see a building coming, and it seems close. I might as well get off here. It means I will have to jump. Something pulls at my chest. I know I could die, but it feels like the right thing to do. Once I am sure I am close enough and lined up perfectly with the building's ledge I jump. I've never done this before, and I don't know what to expect when I land. But the ground is coming faster and faster. I land and feel pain in my ankles and feet. Keep moving I think. I wonder to the other side of the building, and a dark hole catches my eye. It seems so perfectly placed. What if I jump here? I could die, yes, but does it matter? I suck in a breath and lunge forward and fall. This could be the last thing I ever do. Tears nip at my eyes, so I close them. I bite down and expect the worst, but I find that something catches me, and I realize that it is a large net. I adjust my eyes to the darkness. This is the Dauntless headquarters. I'm sure of it.

I shake my head. Why did I think of that night? Why was it that night in particular? It has been months since that has popped into my mind. Whatever. There's no point dwelling on that. That person is not who I am anymore. I charge forward and sprint to get it out of my head. There is still so much more training I have yet to do for the day.