A/N: Okay so this is a sequel to my old fanfic which I sadly stopped working on, I apologize for that. If any of you have questions about my old fanfiction, just PM me and I'll get back to you. Seriously, any questions are appreciated because I will not continue that story, I'm starting fresh. I hope you enjoy, all Divergent credit given to Veronica Roth.
Chapter 1: Uriah's POV
"Seriously, what is the deal with Zeke?" I complain as I munch on a Nutella-ridden poptart. Note to self; Nutella and poptarts are a beautiful combination. Tris shrugs at my question, which referred to my brother's strange behavior lately.
"Well, maybe you should go ask him." She suggests with a mouthful of cereal. I immediately burst into laughter.
"Good one, Tris, as if I'm going to ask him!"
"Whatever…" I get up and leave Tris' place once I finish my Nutella poptart, only to find Lynn standing at my room with her arms extended and holding a water gun, pointed at me.
"Are you with us," Lynn begins. A long pause… "Or against us?" Well, apparently a new war has begun. Wars are common in the Dauntless faction, but not actual wars; most of them consists of silly string or water balloons. I scan the room, and I find the faces of Lynn, Four, Will, Lauren, and two initiates who I vaguely remember as Shawn and Cory, which meant that the opposing team had Marlene, Peter, Christina, Zeke, and 2 other initiates. Whichever team I join, Tris will join the other.
"I'm in." Four tosses me a large water gun that has no pump – just my style. I'm told from the others that the other team was taking base in Christina's room, which is all the way on the other side of the dorms. "What are we waiting for? Let's kick some ass."