A/N: Hey, first fan fiction! Please R & R!

So the faction system is a bit different here, the Dauntless are not daring and their color is purple not black. Everyone is elegant exept for the Rebels. Every year 16-year-olds can choose to stay in their faction or, if they know where the rebels are, join the Rebels. Its not a ceremony, you just leave your house. You have to leave a note though. If you become a rebel you don't leave a note. It all happens overnight. You sleep near the entrance of your new faction/rebel until morning, unless you stay in your faction.

3 Isi

TRIS POV

"This is for your own good" His belt raises highly over his head, and in a flash I feel a quick burst of pain in my back. I cry out in pain, although it is a short. "I'm just teaching you" he would say.

I wake up, breathing hard. I try to slow my breathing, because the pain is too much to bear for a normal person. But I am not a normal person. I try so hard to get over the fact Andrew isn't here and he can't hurt me, but with four years of abuse, it's hard to get the memory away. Although I don't live in a fancy castle, such as the queen or king, I still get a bed with a blanket. A man comes up to me.

" Are you okay, Tris?" Zeke (A/N: I know their instructor was Four, but he isn't the instructor for a significant reason) asks me, whispering, even though he knows I'm fine, and all I need is a pep talk.

"Yah I'm fine "I reply

"First days are hard to get over, the fact that you're not home might seem terrifying, but training will build you up, I promise. Then we can steal." He assures me. I nod, as if to say okay.

"Alright" he whispers," don't wake the others"

"I won't" I reply. I smile. He leaves. I lie down. How am I ever going to become a Divergent if I can't even get enough sleep? I think about how tomorrow will be like. Will we fight? Throw knives? Coming from a calm city called Abnegation isn't going to help me become a Divergent. How am I ever going to have the pleasure of stealing from the castle, the castle filled with wondrous treasures? Or a duke, a duchess, a sir, a madam, or anything? I try not to think of it much. Clearing my mind will help me drift off to sleep.

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I wake up to a horn.

"Get up, trainees, time for training. Get up, we're throwing knives." Says a familiar voice. Eric.

At least I like knife throwing. Jumping into the entrance of the hideout, that is about 500ft, not fun. They made us jump in it, it was pretty high. I kept up courage so I was first.

"So now, be in the pit, in five minutes, or fail. " All the trainees begin to put on their clothes.

"Can you believe it?" Christina say," he only gives us five minutes to dress, do our hair, makeup, and smell good" I turn to her. I give her a 'really?' face

I wear what I wore yesterday. A grey t-shirt and black pants. I throw on a jacket and put on shoes.

"WOW! We have a MAJOR problem here. Tris is wearing what she wore yesterday." She shouts. I give her a look. I hope my expression reads 'can you shut up because people are staring at us and you know I hate attention.' I race to the pit, with only a minute to spare; I see Peter and Al there, arguing. Eric walks over to them. Oh boy, this will be fun.

TOBIAS POV

I see her lying there." No mother!"

I try to not think of that day. The day the prince and princess, now the queen and king, found me, 6 years ago. I was crying. I kept thinking, my mother is dead, my mother is dead. I took me 2 years to adjust to life in the castle. Then village girls began to hit on me, I was fourteen, only. There was this one girl, who always walked alone. I felt sorry for her, as much as I use to like attention, I could never get out of the mob of girls. I remember once, only once, I saw a huge scar on her shoulder. I never saw her again. But yet again, I only thought of her in the weirdest times. Such as now. We are packing my things to go to another ball in New York. Its only one night, but its two days time to get there, and we will have a grand carriage. Then the villagers ball, in 19 days from now.

"Cheer up Four "says the maid. No my name is not Four, it's Tobias. It's just I was found on April fourth, and was made part of the family May fourth, so a lot of fours, so they decided to call me Four. I prefer Prince Four, so if you run into an amazing-looking prince, call him Prince Four because he will be me.

'Let's go" I say. The maids practically drag me to the carriage, where I sit, and know I'm going to be bored for another 48 hours.

TRIS

One.

Two.

Three.

I almost flinch on the last knife. Volunteering for getting knives thrown at you is best you can do for a friend. Just my Abnegation self showing.

"Now" Eric say " we don't talk back to instructors. Unless, you want me to throw knives at you, too" Everyone shakes their heads," Good." He says" Now, that was a good example of throwing knives., hold it by the smooth end, then throw. Go" The trainees scramble for knives.

By the end of the hour, luckily, everyone has hit the target at least three times

"Okay" Eric says" lunch" everyone sighs "thank God!" I don't. I've gone longer without eating anything. But, since I have the time and chance, I should take it.

"What's for lunch?" I ask Christina.

"Well, hamburgers, for one, and for dessert, CHOCOLATE "she emphasizes the word chocolate. What's chocolate? Is it that creamy dark candy?

"Um, Christina, what is, um, chocolate, exactly?"She stares at me for a minute, as we walk, hoping I was joking then blurts out," CHOCOLATE IS THE BEST FOOD EVER MADE. YOU'VE NEVER HEARD OF IT?" I shake my head. A head pops up. Will.

"Well, there are many foods that abnegation doesn't have, but, chocolate isn't one of them. It is a treat for the children. Will says.

"What did you do, eat a textbook?" Christina smirks. He smiles and shakes his head. She then turns her head towards me. "Don't worry we'll let you try chocolate.. I heard they have only the best at Divergent Rebels Training Academy."

When we get to the table, I am confused. I was sure chocolate was rectangular, not circular.

"This is a hamburger, you put I in a bun and put this red sauce on it. " Christina tells me. I nod. It was good. In a tray next to it is a sweet-smelling treat I assume is chocolate. She hands me it.

"This is chocolate. Try it." I take a bite into it. I wince as a memory pops up.

A brown piece of food is perfectly placed on the counter, waiting for me to take a bite out of it. I was so hungry I hadn't eaten in 3 days. I quickly snatch off a piece. I was sweet, and smooth. I loved it. Before I could reach for another piece, I feel a belt whip on my back.

"That's for Caleb! He's easier to handle than you!" Andrew screamed at me. I cried out in fear.

"Earth to Tris! Hello?" I wake from my trance.

" Sorry," I say.

"No problem I mean. How do you like it is it good?" she asks

" Yah, it just gives me bad memories." I say.

" Oh! We can't have bad memories clogging your brain, let's make it a good memory, you're eating chocolate with your best buddies, and that's all that matters, push that bad memory away. Right now" She says. I try to obey.

"It's gone" I lie.

" Good, now, are you going to eat that?" I nod," Um yah, just because it gave me the chills, doesn't mean I don't want it."

"Okay…."

After we finish, we continue. The long day had me tired.

"Tomorrow we will fight. I know its early but we have a mission for one of you in 19 days. We have eight days to train you and eleven to prepare for the mission. Here are your matches."

They appear on a screen behind him.

Molly vs Christina

Al vs Drew

Peter vs Tris

Will vs Edward

Myra vs Hailey

I have to fight Peter of all the people I could've fought, they chose Peter?

"Hey Stiff" I hear. Peter" Ready to get your butt kicked?"

"Peter. You will not beat me." I say firmly. I will not let anyone hurt me ever again.

"We'll see."

He walks off. He will never break me. I can beat him, I am stronger than him. No one can hurt me anymore.

I wont let it happen.