Hi guys! So as most of you already know, the end of Allegiant was CRAPPY. So, like almost everyone else in the fandom, I decided to change that. :) Pleasepleaseplease review guys! It means a lot to me when I see your reviews! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own the Divergent Trilogy..if only, right?

So, welcome my friends, to Allegiant's New Ending!

Chapter 1- Life and Death

Tris POV

"The hour of departure has arrived, And we go our separate ways,

I to die, and you to live. Which of these two is better

only God knows."

~Socrates

"I didn't come here to steal anything, David."

I twist and lunge for the device. The gun goes off and pain races through my body. I don't even know where the bullet hit me.

I can still hear Caleb repeating the code for Matthew. With a quaking hand I type the numbers in the keypad.

The gun goes off again.

More pain, and black edges my vision, but I hear Caleb's voice speaking again. The green button.

So much pain.

But how, when my body feels so numb?

I start to fall, and slam my hand into the keypad on my way down. A light turns on behind the green button.

I hear a beep, and a churning sound.

I slide to the floor. I feel something warm on my neck, and under my cheek. Red. Blood is a strange color. Dark.

From the corner of my eye, I see Davis slumped over in his chair.

And my mother walking out from behind him.

She is dressed in the same clothes she wore the last time I saw her, Abnegation gray, stained with her blood, with bare arms to show her tattoo. There are still bullet holes in her shirt; through them I see her wounded skin, red but no longer bleeding, like she's frozen in time. Her dull blond hair is tied back in a knot, but a few loose strands frame her face in gold.

I know she can't be alive, but I don't know if I'm seeing her now because I'm delirious from the blood loss or if the death serum has addled my thoughts or if she is here in some other way.

She kneels next to me and touches a cool hand to my cheek.

"Hello, Beatrice," she says, and she smiles.

"Am I done yet?" I say, and I'm not sure if I actually say it or if I just think it and she hears it.

"Yes," she says, her eyes bright with tears. "My dear child, you've done so well."

"What about the others?" I choke on a sob as the image of Tobias comes into my mind, of how dark and how still his eyes were, how strong and warm his hand was, when we first stood face-to-face. "Tobias, Caleb, my friends?"

"They'll care for each other," she says. "That's what people do."

I smile faintly as the pain from my wounds is alleviated, and I stand up next to my mother.

As I take her hand, a bright light opens ahead of us.

It's so beautiful. Music reached out to us and sings into my very soul. I take a step forward in wonder.

But as I stumble towards the light, Tobias comes to mind again, and I imagine the pain he would feel if I left him. How lost he would be.

I let go of my mother's hand and turn around to where I had lain. To where I still lay.

The blood that had been on my cheek and neck flowed out from my mouth in a slow but steady stream. My eyes were wide, but unfocused, glassy.

For a moment I thought I was dead, but then I saw the slight rise and fall of my chest. I was alive, but barely.

There were two bullet holes, only in my stomach, the other buried in my thigh. The fabric around them was stained darkly and glistened from the blood.

I stepped forward, wanting to know the full extent of my injuries, when Tobias burst through the door.

"Tobias!" I cried, and my weak heart gave a start at the sight of him. The was so much pain, it was etched into every perfect feature. But the worst part was the tears. My heart clenched in guilt, for even considering leaving him. Trembling legs carried me closer to him, only to stop when I heard his voice in my head.

Tris, baby, please don't leave me! I love you, I love you, I love-

Tobias bowed his head and sobbed, too choked up to say more.

Tears ran down my face as I stepped closer to him, to us.

My pale hand rested on his shoulder as I leaned closer and whispered, "I love you, Toby." He must have heard me because he gripped my limp hand tighter and sobbed out my name over and over again.

With a last nod to my mother, who watched me sadly, I sat down beside my prone body. A tentative hand reached out and went through my body. With a gasp I withdrew my hand. Excitement coursed through me as I reached out a second time. This time I paid close attention to my heart. The fragile organ beat a little harder with each second that my hand lay on mine.

Carefully, to not over power my weak heart, I lowered my ghostly form into my body.

When the darkness closed in, I smiled, and waited for when I could open my eyes and see Tobias' blue ones staring back at me.

So? Pray tell, my dears what is on your mind? Love? Hate? Any questions, comments, or concerns? I'm all ears!

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1) what do you think will happen next?

2) what do you want to happen?

3) what was your favorite part?

Until next time my lovelies! Also, do you think I can get 15 reviews? Can you do that for me? I'll update the new chapter faster ;) After all, more reviews give us authors the power to write fast :)

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