THE LINE BETWEEN THE DIFFERENT
This is a Divergent fanfic and is following Ellie Walton in an epic adventure of a Divergents life in a faction (don't want to reveal it to early But it isn't Dauntless.) the life is hard, but one choice will define them. This is about the same time as Tris, maybe a year earlier, and has mentions of Jennine's plot. I hope you enjoy and comments and feedback would be appreciated greatly. This maybe quite long but I don't know, and so it may go on a while. So please read on…
All the shine of a thousand spotlights
All the stars we steal from the nightsky
Will never be enough
Never be enough
Towers of gold are still too little
These hands could hold the world but it'll
Never be enough
Never be enough
For me
Never, never
Never, never
Never, for me
For me
Never enough
Never enough
Never enough
For me
For me
For me
All the shine of a thousand spotlights
All the stars we steal from the nightsky
Will never be enough
Never be enough
Towers of gold are still too little
These hands could hold the world but it'll
Never be enough
Never be enough
For me
Never, never
Never, never
Never, for me
For me
Never enough
Never, never
Never enough
Never, never
Never enough
For me
For me
For me
For me
The lyrics span round and round in my head, twisting, turning and battling. The voice was like everyone else's life: clean perfect and beautiful. Mine sounded like a dead man singing the pepper pig theme tune over and over, worming its way into my life.
Today was the day of the choosing. I am like all the rest in a way: brave, ready for anything. But I can only really do it in theory. And I only have one friend because I always believe they are lying. So I think you can guess my faction and test.
I was born Dauntless, Divergent in Erudite and Candor. The shock was like the first time I saw a body being lifted out the pit.
The song summed my world up: the shine of a thousand spotlights (Candor), Never enough (Erudite) and towers of gold are never enough (the whole city itself). My city is the one dreams… And nightmares. I was just dipping my toe in the waters of the world. The sheer force pulling me head under. Many living happily there but I will never fit in.
As the train trundles along the tracks, my one friend sits contently. The desperation of knowing someone in my faction is horrible, but the thing is, they have a lot of friends and will choose after me. I ruled Dauntless out a while ago. Family will die, and then what? Sit reading and looking out for my short life. Nah I'll pass on that one. My thirst for knowledge is uncontainable, but so is my begs for truth. My two main fears are the unknown and iloyalty. Why? I don't know but that's me.
The train hurtles along now: not long. The city lights glimmer and shine. The first cart get ready to jump. No doubt most will choose Dauntless. Most stay in there original faction.
I role and absorb the force and run into the rabble at the entrance