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ERIC X TRIS
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Rated M
Prologue
"Ma'am, Dauntless refuse to take over Abnegation," David tells me coming into the room.
"Very well," I speak slowly and move to the window overlooking the ruins of the city, "we will come up with a new plan."
And a new plan I already had. If Dauntless refused to act as my army, then I would create a new army, a better army. An army of my own.
"Ma'am," David questions, he is quiet when he speaks obviously intimidated by my demeanor.
I smirk as I turn back to face the older man.
"Search the city, and bring the children to me...every last one of them," I spoke with a cold, even voice.
"The children," he asks quietly.
"If Dauntless won't fight for us, for me, I will create my own army."
"Ma'am, an army of children won't be able to take down an entire fact-"
"You will do as I say," I say in a more commanding voice. David shrinks back slightly.
It may take longer to fulfill my plan to take over Chicago, but by the time the children are grown and trained, i would have all the power I could ever want.
"Yes ma'am," David nods his head and scrambles from my quarters, I turn to look back out the window.
"Children," I whisper. A dark smirk covers my face.
...
David POV
Screams erupted through abnegation as we took the children away from their mothers and fathers. Jeanine only wanted the children who could be easily persuaded, only the ones who were aged from five to eleven were chosen to come back to Erudite with us.
I felt a tug on my heart strings as a young blonde girl and her twin brother were torn away from their parents. The older man and woman could only look on as their children were dragged away from them.
I quickly got over the guilt and sadness before loading the two into a truck, locking the door behind them.
"Sir, we have gathered them all," Max says coming to me.
Max, one of the few who defected from Dauntless to join Jeanine's court and build her empire.
"Let's go then," I speak lowly and climb into the drivers seat of the truck. I hear the soft whimpers coming from the children in the back. I quickly shake my head and rid the thoughts I have.
"Erudite village is next," I say to Max who just nods and reloads his gun.
...
"Dad," I hear the young blonde boy scream as he struggles to maintain his grasp on his fathers hand.
"Eric," his father calls back, "it'll be alright son," he says with sad eyes as he is subdued by two guards.
I take the boy by the collar and throw him into the back of the truck along with the Abnegation and Amity children.
In all we have nearly fifty children filling the trucks, and yet, we have three factions to go.
...
Tris POV
I am at a loss as to what is happening, one minute, Caleb, Tobias and I are playing out in the yard with the other Abnegation children, and in the next, we are being kidnapped and thrown into trucks.
Caleb is quietly whimpering next to me, tears are rolling down his cheeks. To my right, Tobias has a stone cold look across his face, it's hard to tell what he is thinking.
The blonde Erudite boy catches my eye, he is a little older than I am, probably the same age as Tobias, putting him at nearly eleven, while Caleb and I are only nine.
He watches me with stormy grey eyes, I can see no hint of fear.
His lips twitch at the corners and he forces a small smile, I turn my eyes away and reach down to my wrist to play with the bracelet my mother had given me for my birthday this year.
It was a simple gift, coming from Abnegation, I was lucky to receive a gift at all. It had my initials burned I tot he leather band, and it had two grey beads at the ends of the strings to tie it off.
I glanced back to Eric, his grey eyes met mine again before turning away.
...
ERUDITE
"Welcome, my children," Jeanine spoke in a calming voice, I had only ever heard about Jeanine, I had heard that she was evil, and only looking for power, "I welcome you, to your new home..."
I glanced to Tobias, he watched her intently, Caleb had stopped crying and he was watching her with wide eyes, I glanced to the Erudite boy, he was watching me. His eyes were fiery now.
"I have, but one rule in Erudite, never show mercy," she spoke again, her voice growing colder.
A young Dauntless born boy was softly sniffling in the front of the group.
Jeanine walked closer to him, slowly.
"Why do you cry," she asked, her voice was soft like a mothers voice would be.
The boy didn't say anything.
"What is you're name," she asked, the hardness in her voice returning slightly.
"U-Uriah," he stuttered and looked up at her menacing gaze.
"Is it someone that you miss," she asked, her motherly tone returning.
"M-m-my brother," he replied, his voice and body shaking.
I glanced to the Erudite boy, he was watching Jeanine's every move with an intense gaze.
Jeanine then pulled a knife from her sleeve and trailed it from the side of Uriah's face down his neck, leaving a small trail of blood as she went.
"You will understand, that your faction comes before blood now, the people here, are your family," he held he blade to Uriah's throat as she spoke, "the ones you have left behind, do not love you, it will do you well to forget they ever existed."
Uriah stopped shaking.
"Do you understand," she asked to everyone before looking back to the boy.
"Yes," he whispered, she dropped her knife from his neck and turned away from him.
"Show them to their living quarters," she spoke to the man who had gathered us up and brought us here.
He gave a her a nod before leading us out of the vast room and to our new homes.
...
That night I lay in bed, but I couldn't find sleep.
I turned over once, twice, three times before finally sitting up.
The sniffling and sobbing had stopped hours ago, now the room was filled with silent breathing and snores.
I threw the covers off of me and pulled on the black jacket that had been provided to me, along with the rest of my clothing.
We were forced to burn our old clothing once we were changed, to rid our memories of ours former homes.
I padded through the room and towards a long corridor leading to a balcony.
Once I was closer, I noticed that I wasn't alone.
The erudite boy was standing, overlooking the city.
"Hello," I spoke quietly from behind him.
He made no move to look at me, he made no gesture to acknowledge that he had heard me.
I stood beside him, our shoulders nearly touching.
"For a stiff, you would think you'd know personal boundaries," he spoke quietly, I looked to his face. His eyes were closed.
"I wasn't born to be a stiff," I replied quietly.
A smirk played his lips.
"What is your name," I ask him, patiently waiting for the answer.
"And what makes you think I would ever give you my name," he sneers at me, his eyes are still closed.
"I just thought-"
"You just thought what, that you could talk to me," he opens his eyes and looks at me, "I don't associate with stiffs."
I feel anger rather than sadness boil in my veins at the snide comment.
"Well, excuse me for trying to talk to you, nose."
I turn and make my way towards the opposite end of the balcony to continue over looking the quiet city.
I can hear a small laugh from the boy, I shake my head and try to push him from my thoughts, "my name is Eric."
I snap my head back towards him, he is looking out over the cityscape now.
"What is your name," he asks me. His eyes meet mine briefly and I turn my head away, blinking rapidly.
"My name, is Tris." I say quietly.
I almost don't think he hears me, but he smiles, "Tris, I like that."
He is moving towards me now, intense slightly as the older boy nears me.
"You and I, will leave this place," he whispers the last part into my ear.
"How," I ask.
"We will train to become the soldiers she wants us to be, and when we are ready, we will leave and never return."
"Eric," I whisper, I like the way his name sounds coming from my mouth.
He closes the small distance between us and leans down to kiss me softly.
It is my first kiss, I am only nine years old, and I am being kissed.
My Abnegation habits say to push him away, to run, but I can't.
He pulls away and wraps me in a warm embrace, "together, Tris."