AN: Hey guys, this is just a preview/test run, please let me know what you think nicely. Also I don't own Divergent.
Chapter 1
I was in a kind of warehouse, i knew this because the ground was cement and sound echoed like no other. I stood in a ring of light, surrounded by darkness so thick it was like a dense fog. Suddenly, a hand appeared, coming out of the darkness, and in it's grasp was a gun. Without hesitation I took it, the cold, heavy steel felt familiar in my hands.
"What's my orders?" A calm voice said, and it took me awhile to realize it was my own.
"Shoot them." Was my answer, the replying voice was neither familiar nor unfamiliar, if didn't even seem to be there. I was about to ask who to shoot when a ring of light flashed on in front of me. And in that ring was a group of people tied to chairs. Cold dread flowed through me as I realized that those people were my family.
"I can't." I said, the dread evident in my voice.
"You will. That was an order." Said that emotionless voice. I took a deep breath and with my heart pounding in my ears, I lifted my hands to point the gun at my father, a look of love in his eyes as he stared at me. I slowly put my finger on the trigger, but before I could pull it, a bang rang through the air.
I bolted upright, gasping as I tried to breath. It took a couple of minutes but I eventually got my heart rate to return to normal. After my heart rate slowed I got up and headed into the shower to get ready for the day. The warm water did little to wash away the memories of the nightmare from last night.
I sighed as I finished getting ready and looked in the mirror to make sure my hair was at least tamed. When I deemed myself looking alright I headed out of my apartment.
As I walked, I quickly decided what I should do, "Should I head down to the cafeteria and eat breakfast or should I go and train?" I thought to myself.
I mulled over my two choices and as I came up with that training sounded the most tempting at the moment. I noticed that someone was walking beside me. I glanced and slightly glared out of habit.
"Hello Eric." I said, my tone held a calm tone that could be described as polite but I had a slight glare that contradicted that. Eric smiled, making all the metal rings on his lips glint. Though his smile wasn't anything menacing or kind, it tended to set people on the edge.
"Hello Phyr. Are you ready to train the new transfers tomorrow?" He asked, raising one of his eyebrows so it became slightly hidden by his long, greasy dark hair. I scoffed, acting offended that he had thought that I wasn't ready. Especially when he knew that I could very well handle it.
"Do you doubt my skills?" The tone I used was one that could clearly be used if one was talking with a friend. Eric smirked at me, making my glare sharpen.
"Of course, because what else would I think of a person who placed fourth as in their initiation?" I clenched my hand into a fist, turning my knuckles white as I watched him walk away after his snide remark.
"I would gladly pay points to watch someone slug his lead pierced face." I thought to myself and soon after I muttered to myself. "Jerk." I walked towards The Pit since to get to the training room I would I have to go through the Pit. I could tell the Pit was noisy as ever before I was even fully near it. It was always noisy when the people of Dauntless went about their lives.
I paused to look down into the pit to see that some of them were playing the game Cador or Dauntless while others were racing about, not even fazed running up the stairs that were carved into the wall with no railings. This was the center of the life of Dauntless. I smiled at fellow Dauntless members I passed shops, bars, and other leisure spots while walking down the many stairs. But before I could even reach the bottom of the Pit I turned down another corridor and through the open, slightly rusted, doors into the training room.
The sound of flesh hitting the leather like material of the punching bag mixed in with the sound of the dull thuds of knives hitting the target, with the occasional clatter of a knife missing with the whoops and howls of laughter that followed. It was surprising that the sound was drowned out by the bangs coming from the gun range.
"I was wondering when you would come around." A familiar female voice said from my right, making me turn to look and found a dark-haired girl with three silver rings pierced through her left eyebrow smirking at me.
"Well of course I would come, Lauren, this," I said, throwing out my arms to gesture all around me. "Is where I belong the most after all." This caused Lauren to laugh and shake her head with amusement.
"Yeah, and you are the only one that can really calm down a raging Fade from breaking the punching bags and possibly a few members." I laughed a bit a that since that was a lie, if a Dauntless member was angry or raging, you just stayed out of their way, or let them figure out to just take a walk. If you didn't you may end up with more than a broken nose.
I didn't reply was I nodded a goodbye, I came to train-not socialize after all. I walked over the punching bags since I figured thats the best place to start out, smiling as I noticed Fade already there, I didn't normally like waking early and it always amazed me that Fade seemed to be awake before anyone else.
"Who the heck would have something to do so early?" I wondered as I lined up with one of the punching bags, throwing a smile and glance as a hello to Fade, who only did a curt nod, but turning serious as I turned to raised my fists. I took a deep, slow, breath as I prepared myself and cleared my mind and as I exhaled, I did a right hook at the punching bag. But I didn't stop there, following the right hook as an immediate elbow with my left arm.
Soon the punches, elbows, and even some kicks all flowed together, one following the other immediately, my mind was completely focused on the task on hand. I relaxed after a good half hour to an hour has passed and looked around while catching my breath and wiping the sweat of my forehead. The training room has seemed to lost some people while I had been so into my workout.
I glanced over and saw Fade throwing knives.
"Good, at least I don't have to hunt her down to talk to her." I made my way over to her and stood a little off to the side as I watched her throw the knife, in which the knife thudded into the target just a hair off the center before I spoke up.
"You know, we still need to talk about initiation this year. After all, we had told Max that we would take over the transfers this year." Fade glanced at me without actually turning to look my way.
"I remember," She replied before throwing another knife and continued. "What is there to talk about?" You see this year, Fade and I had talked Four into letting us train the transfer initiates. In which after a lot of begging, useless threats, jokes, and deals- done all by me mostly- he finally let us have the chance. He and Tris on the other hand will be working with the Dauntless born since Lauren had decided she didn't want to do a whole lot this year.
I rolled my eyes at her response.
"Well, sure there isn't much to talk about, but we should at least talk about a few things." That got Fade to turn and look at me with a raised eyebrow. "Like what?" I smirked, glad I got her attention. "Well for your information. We need to talk about who will be running the fear simulations when we get to the second phase and such."
Fade gave me one of her rare smirks, though it was more of the kind that seemed to chill your blood then actually warm your heart, thats the kind of person Fade is, she is cruel and seems to be heartless, there is only a handful of occasions where I had seen be kind, "Well thats easy, I would say you." I definitely didn't see that coming. "Wait, why me?" Fade at first didn't answer me as she began to clean up and began to walk away. "Easy, you would be tons better at giving the initiations that almost calming effect where as I would just make sure they would have a heart attack. Now come one, I'm hungry, and I bet you anything Uriah and Zeke are awake by now terrorizing the food."
