Hi! So I decided to try writing a fanfic that was told through Four and Eric's point of views. I hope you all enjoy, and please review. :)
*Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent!*
Four's POV
"Four? When are the Dauntless returning members and transfers going to be arriving here?" One of Four's fellow instructors asked.
"They will be arriving whenever the ceremony is complete, and according to my watch, the ceremony ended ten minutes ago. They should be arriving any moment now," Four answered before continuing on, "Remember that we are the leaders here. The initiates will be looking to us for guidance to help them during the physical and psychological training. We must be patient, compassionate, and harsh at the same time. They are to be brave and ready to protect those in the other factions by the time we are done training them."
Eric's POV
Darn newbies. The transfers are always a pain in the ass because they either think they are better than us, or are frightened like little bunnies. If the leaders would just let us instructors pick who we want things we would be a heck of a lot easier.
"Attention everyone, now that you have already completed some of the tasks that the Dauntless members do, the next step is to enter your new home," I say firmly. "To do so, you must jump off this ledge down into the hole." Like every other time I've said this, the initiates' eyes become wide like a deer in headlights.
"Is there something down there to catch us?" One of the new guys asked.
"If you have to ask me that question, then you must not have chosen the right faction." I answer with a hint of a threatening tone in my voice while shifting my eyes to match several of the newbies. "Now who would like to jump first?"
After a few moments of silence, I hear a small voice coming from the back. "I will."
Since I'm standing on the ledge I'm able to see which body the voice belongs to...a 'stiff.' "Alright then, come right on up." I say not letting my voice soften for this sixteen year old girl that looks somewhat fragile.
Four's POV
Swoosh, goes the net. The first jumper is a girl, and I can tell she's from Abnegation from the way she's dressed. I lean onto my toes to pull the net to the side to help the girl down.
The girl turns her head and looks into my eyes. She has the prettiest eyes that I've ever seen, that are hypnotizing. Our hands meet as I go to reach for her waist to help her down, and I feel an immediate connection; kind of like an electric jolt. I hear her let out a small gasp as I pick her up to help her down, and I can't tell if it's from me surprising her or if it's from the small jolt that I too felt. "What's your name?" I ask.
"Um, Bea..." She begins and then pauses looking somewhat hesitant to say her name.
"I doubt your name is Bea. Right now you have the choice to choose whatever name you would like to be called from here on out." I say and can see a sense of relief in this girl's face.
"Alright. My name is Tris." She answers with a smile on her lips.
The side of my lip raises into a half smile because I like the sound of the name 'Tris,' and for some unknown reason I can't explain I am really excited to have her name fall from my lips. I turn to face the other Dauntless instructors and say, "First jumper's name is Tris."
Eric's POV
Here I am standing on the roof still waiting with all the newbie Dauntless wannabe members still. I'm becoming very impatient waiting for Four to page me to let me know the net is free for the next jumper. I glance down at the watch my hand and see that five minutes has passed already. Right before I tell the group the next person has to jump because I'm tired of waiting, I get an okay message from Four.
"Alright, who is going to be the next jumper?" I say slightly annoyed, and I look at each of the faces. When no one volunteers I say pointing at a tough looking guy, "You in the Erudite outfit at the end, you are next."
He grumbles some inaudible response before walking around the group to get to the front.
"Sir, if you have something to say, say it loud enough for everyone to hear. If not, then keep your trap closed, got it?" I state firmly.
"Yes Eric," the boy replies in a smart aleck tone. I give him a slight glare to show I'm not impressed, but on the inside I'm thinking we are going to be great friends.
Four's POV
Time breezes by as the rest of the initiates land in the net one by one. Everyone has the same response as always. They are out of breath from the adrenaline rush, and then they are extremely excited. A few people changed their names, but as far as I could tell most of the people kept their names the same.
I found myself flicking my eyes over to look at Tris multiple times. Something about her makes me feel different, unlike how I've felt things in the past. It's like a magnetic pull, and it may just be enough of a reason for me to stick around this place.
After I help the last jumper off the net, I turn and tell the new Dauntless members, "Attention everyone. Before we split into groups I want to introduce all of your instructors for the next two weeks. My name is Four, and I will be working closely with you all." Just as I finish off listing all the other trainers, Eric finally makes his way onto the net. After he gets off the net, he starts going on and on about how the Dauntless members want all of them to feel like family, and sends me sly death glares are that only visible to me. I roll my eyes knowing that I just gave him all the more reason to hate me by having him wait for me at the beginning when I was fawning over Tris.
Eric's POV
How dare Four roll his eyes at me. He should know his place, and that is below me. I am his supervisor, therefore I tell him what to do, and he must listen.
Four's POV
After the Dauntless initiates are finished given the tour, shown where they will sleep, what they need to change into, and where and when to meet for dinner I finally have time to myself. As I make my way to my room, and can't stop thinking about Tris. She just seems so small and delicate looking on the outside and it makes me want to wrap my arms around her. However, while listening in to her conversation with her friend Christina, it seems as though she has a bit of fire in her.
When Eric told the group that only the top twenty will be allowed into to the group at the end of training and everyone below would be cut, I could see her eyes begin to storm, and I could tell that she wasn't going to let herself and her family down by ending up Factionless.
Barely five minutes after I'm in my room and begin preparing for later today, and tomorrow I hear pounding on my door, and guess who it is.
Eric's POV
"Four open up your door now!" I call through his door while pounding on it with my fist. I hear his footsteps getting closer and when he opens his door I push him aside and let myself in. "Listen up Four," I begin, "You are below me. That means you let me do all the talking, and today you kept me waiting after that stupid first girl from Abnegation jumped."
"Don't call her stupid!" Four interrupted me. "She proved herself to be brave when she jumped first."
"I don't care what you think she is, you didn't page me right away, and that is not the correct way to treat your superior. That's strike one and this is your warning. The next time you don't follow my orders I will tell those higher in command." I firmly tell him in a mocking tone knowing he can't do anything about.
"Sure thing Eric," he spits out at me. Satisfied, I turn and walk away.
Four's POV
Over the next few days, Eric has been breathing down my neck. Literally. During the times I'm helping train the new Dauntless members, he watches me like a hawk waiting for me to screw up so he can go and tattle on me. With all of the drama going on with Eric, my favorite part of the day has been all the times I get to see Tris.
So far I've learned her favorite color is blue, she had never had a hamburger until dinner the first night here, her brother changed to Erudite, her parents are still in Abnegation, and her dad is on the council there. Spotting her across the room, I make my way over to that side of the room. I walk past each individual slowly taking in their movements to make sure they are doing the moves correctly. When I reach Tris I pause beside her, apparently startling her. She looks over at me for a moment before turning back and counting the different steps out loud. "You are small and that is a disadvantage, but because you are fast you can maneuver quicker than your opponent. Strike your opponent in the neck first. It will catch them by surprise." I say, before walking away. I hear her say thank you as I walk away.
My heart is beating so loudly that I can literally hear the pounding. She is so beautiful that she makes me nervous. I'm always cool and confident, yet just being near her breaks me down. It's completely new and I don't know what to do about it. "Four, come here for a moment." I hear a voice I recognize and let out a groan.
"Yes Eric, I'll be right there."
Eric's POV
I call Four over to me. He thinks I'm going to scold him by the looks of his facial features, but I just wanted to call him over to have him help me set up for the matches the newbies will be doing.
"Four," I begin when he reaches me. "It took you long enough to get over here, but I would like your help to set up the mats. Then when I'm calling out the names for the matches, I don't need any comments from you. Is that understood?" I say sternly.
"Yes sir," Four answers mockingly before going to do what I instructed him to.
"Attention every one, come over here as quickly as possible. In the next couple of minutes when I'm done explaining the regulations for your next task, your matches will begin." I state. "These matches will be a major weight in how we determine your individual score. You must understand that there are no do overs, and no resigning. You must continue to fight each other until one can no longer fight. Is that understood?"
"Yes, because we both know what would have happened were these rules in place when we went through training." Four says softly enough for me to hear but not loud enough for everyone else. I give him a look because, yes, I did get my butt handed to me by him several times, I ended up having a higher role in the leadership.
"Remember your place Four," is my reply. "Alright, Tris and Peter you are up first."
Four's POV
I watch as Tris makes her way to center stage. Eric put them together purposely because she's still weak and Peter is getting to be fit just like him.
Eric counts down and the match begins. Tris remembers what I told her about acting first and uses her speed to avoid getting hit by his fist a few times. I also notice that she picks up that before Peter takes a punch he steps with his foot. Using this as her 'cheat,' she seems to be holding onto the match. My insides are filled with joy, and I walk away for a few minutes to check on the others. I hear this scream, and my heart literally stops.
I run over to see what happened, and I see Tris on the ground. She's knocked unconscious. I tell Peter the match is over without asking Eric for permission. I know Eric is going to yell at me later, but right now I don't care. I pick her up carefully, hoping she is alright. Her beautiful face is banged up badly and I can tell she's going to have a black eye.
I take Tris back to my room and lay her on bed. I set up the pillows around her to prop her up, before getting an ice pack and some Tylenol. When I get back I see Tris' eyes open. "Where am I?" She asks, her voice raspy.
"You got knocked out in the fight against Peter, so I took you back to my room to get some rest." I say gently, and brush my hand against her forehead to push some stray hairs back into place.
"Oh, thank you." She answers before lapsing back into a light sleep. I let her rest, and wake her up every few hours to check on how she's feeling, and to check her pain level.
Eric's POV
I go to find Four after the rest of the matches are finished. He took that stupid girl with him, Tris, back to his room to help clean her up. I knock on the door and Four slides out. "You have no right to humiliate me in front of everyone and deliberately disobey me."
"What are you talking about? I saved Tris' life. She was getting beaten and kicked over and over to the chest and stomach. You and I both know Peter wasn't playing fairly, and you did nothing to stop it!" Four says angrily raising his voice slightly.
"Four, I don't care. My job is to make sure strong and brave people make it through. Anyone who doesn't make it, so what." I say back angrily before walking away. For whatever reason, Four has a thing for this girl. In fact, over the two years I've known him, I don't think I've seen him act this way before.
Four's POV
After cooling down, I walk back over to my bed to check on Tris. She's up again, so I ask her how she's feeling.
"Good, but I feel like I've been run over by a truck," she response.
I smile, knowing exactly what that feels like, having been in similar situations. "Do you want anything to eat or drink?" I ask her.
"Yes actually. If you don't mind, a glass of water and whatever you are having for dinner would be great."
"Alright, I'll be right back," I say. I go to get up, and pause, turning around, placing a kiss on her forehead.
Eric's POV
I see Four leave his bedroom, and I slide my hand in the door before it shuts after he rounds the corner. I walk over to the bed and say, "Hello Tris."
"Eric," is all she says.
"I want you out of here. Do you understand?"
"Why Eric? Putting Peter up against me wasn't enough for you. Now you want to threaten me to stay away from Four. I don't think so." She answers back in her obnoxious way. "I chose to join Dauntless, and I plan on staying so don't threaten me."
"Fine, just watch your back," I respond, and then turn around and leave.
Four's POV
Over the next couple of weeks, Tris and I grow closer. She has stayed over in my room every night with her in my bed and me on the floor. It's halfway through the Dauntless training for the trials and Tris has moved several spots up the list. She'll be able to cross above the line by the time the second part I done; if she does well enough that is.
I feel relaxed with Tris leaning against me. We are sitting in my bedroom waiting for lunch. "Tris, can I ask you something?"
"Sure," she says tilting her head back to look up at me.
"Would you consider going out on a date with me if I were to ask you?"
"Why don't you go ahead and ask." She responds with a smile on her face.
"Alright, Tris. Would you like to go out with me tomorrow night after your training is over?" I ask.
"Yes." She responds with a smile on her face.
I'm thrilled in the inside, and as I squeeze her a little closer to me. I lean my head down and kiss her on the top of her head. "Alright, I hate to move from this position, but we really should get going to meet up with everyone for lunch.
"Good idea, but first can I ask you something?" She asks hesitantly.
"Sure."
"What's your tattoo?"
"Do you want to see it?"
"Yes, if you'll let me." She says with a slight blush in her cheeks.
I get up and turn away from her, and then pull my shirt over my head. I feel her run her hand along each of the faction's logos on my back. I shudder a little bit as she traces the area with the Abnegation tattoo, for a reason that she doesn't know.
"They are amazing, Four. Why do you have each faction symbol tattooed on though?" She asks curiously.
"Because, I don't want to be just one thing. Each of these tattoos represents a part of me and I don't want to have only one label placed on me." I answer.
"Oh, that's exactly how I feel. Being one thing is nearly impossible." She smiles wrapping her arms around me and giving me a quick peck on the lips.
Eric's POV
I see Four and Tris walk into the room hand in hand. I glare at her for not taking my warning seriously. Throughout the entire meal, they look completely chummy together. I loathe how they are laughing and having a good time with those around them. Having enough of this, I walk swiftly over to their table. "Excuse me Tris, but if you would be as kind to come with me for a moment. I have a few things to ask you." I say in my most charming voice.
"Sure," she answers and Four gives me a look.
"It will just take a moment," I tell Tris once she is up. I grab her elbow and pull her with me. "I warned you to stay away from Four and you didn't, therefore you are going to suffer the consequences."
"What are you going to do?" She remarks, "Four will hurt you if you do anything to me."
"Actually you are wrong. He won't touch me if he knows what's best for him." I answer. I pull out a bottle from my pocket and hand it to Tris. It was given to me by an Erudite member high in command who has the same views as me. "If you don't drink this, I will personally have Four removed from Dauntless and forced into the Factionless." I say threatening.
"You wouldn't dare," she answers, her voice catching.
"I would, and you know it deep down," I answer.
"Fine, if I take this, you won't hurt Four?" She asks me, her eyes a little watery.
"You have my word," I answer.
Tris opens up the glass bottle, tilting it back to drink the entire bottle. Right as she finishes the last drop, her eye lids shut, and I catch her as she falls. I lift her up and take her to Four's room, placing her on the bed. I scribble a note that reads:
Four, Being here at Dauntless has been great, but there is no way I'm going to make it all the way through. Over the past few weeks I've grown to love you. Please don't be mad and blame yourself. Go on and live your life to its fullest. Love,
Tris
I place the letter on the nightstand, and walk away with a smile on my face knowing I've won.
I hope you all enjoyed my first fic in multiple points of views. Please read & review! :)