CHAPTER ONE- INITIATION

I drank the dauntless faction black liquid, cut my hand with its sharp rock, and forever changed my fate.

Immediately after the choosing was finished my new faction and I ran to the train and boarded.

"Name?" It was a girl, fairly attractive and clearly not dauntless born.

"Andrew." I slurred my name I was so nervous "You?"

She thought. It was a known fact that you could choose a new name with a new faction. "Tris"

I nodded. "Any idea where we're headed."

"Headquarters." She said. I decided she used to be a stiff since she wore no makeup and was wearing boring clothing. I was an erudite, though only by blood. I got out of that hell hole as soon as I could. It was time to do not just think about doing.

We got to the dauntless building. "JUMP!" Screamed a man on the top of the building.

I shrugged, and tumbled off, confident that if everyone in dauntless before me had done it, though it might not look it, it was relatively safe. My landing was off and I tripped, falling near flat on my face. A moment later Tris landed, clumsily, but on her feet.

There soon assembled a body of people around us, all hot and sweaty from the hours sitting in silence during the choosing.

"Alright everybody shuddup!" A boy of around 17 or 18 stood atop a small podium "You have a choice, if you wish for pure Dauntless, jump off this side of the building. If you want to rid yourself of everything you've ever known, follow me down this one." The boy jumped, the entire crowd ran to the edge and looked over. He fell and fell far below the ground level, into an abyss none could see.

I looked for barely a moment before pushing Tris off and jumping after her.

We fell for a good minute before finally landing on a pillow like device. We both quickly vacated the pillow to the urges of the older boy who was to our left.

"What the hell was that for?" She demanded

"Wow, that's not very stiff-like. Where'd you learn that word?" The older boy cat called her.

Tris slapped him across the cheek quickly and immediately turned back towards me.

"I assume you were going here anyway." I told her "You're not an idiot, the other one probably led to spikes that impale you or something equally gruesome."

"No." The boy who had just been slapped was now smiling pleasantly, eavesdropping completely without a shadow of pretext. "It led to the normal barracks for new recruits. We just needed a few of you for something special and didn't feel like wasting our time on cowards. That's the grounders' job."

Tris glared at him.

"What are we going to do?" I asked, as around 10 other kids landed as basically one unit, all clearly Dauntless born.

"Let's wait for the rest to land." He told me.

I nodded. We waited for a half hour in silence before he finally spoke again. "You have no idea what you just signed up for. You have no idea what we have planned for you. You were told only that this is a different kind of dauntless."

I looked around. Even I could tell who was dauntless born and who wasn't, though this had never been my strong suit. There was a physical divide forming. On my side were the recruits and the other held the borns.

"I'm going to tell you all right now that none of you will see your family ever again. None of you will see your homes again and most of you won't see this planet again." Rumbling sounded around us "Welcome to the dauntless space initiative."

The boy buckled into a seat belt. Next to him were exactly five seats. There were nearly forty of us.

"May the best man win!" He screamed over the roaring engine. "Take off is in one minute!"

The dauntless born began to ready themselves for a fight.

"STOP!" I screamed "The seats are plenty large for more than one person. We need to find out who's the heaviest and put them on the seat itself and put everyone else on their laps. We can all survive this takeoff!"

The new recruits were all willing to agree, but the dauntless born, who were the clear favorites if it came to a fight, were less so.

I pointed to one of the largest and angriest looking dauntless borns "You should take this one. I'll sit on your lap along with you, you, you, you, you, and you." I pointed to more, less menacing looking dauntless.

No one moved "Look we don't have all that much time let's go!"

They slowly began to work together, though grudgingly. Then one of the smaller dauntless borns punched a new recruit as he tried to sit on his lap. "Hell no!"

I stood, making the boy in my lap fall off "Stop! We don't have time for your shit! We can squabble to our hearts content when we're safe!"

TEN, NINE, EIGHT

The conflict subsided and we got into position.

SEVEN, SIX, FIVE

We were all ready to go.

FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE.

The blast off was crazy. I'm not sure how far underground we had been but we very soon were not. We had no windows but I was confident we were in the sky after only 30 seconds or so.

After about five minutes the boy who had 'welcomed' us unbuckled himself

"Alright." He said "Congratulations. You're all alive and going to battle school."