A/N: Hey all! I am finally able to start posting the edited chapters. Again no major changes will be made, just rounding out things or making corrections. I really love Silver and Eric and am excited to get back to their journey. Thanks for everyone baring with me while I was recovering from the loss of the completed story I had for them. As always, thanks for the views, reviews, follows, and favorites.
Disclaimer: V Roth owns the tilt a whirl that is the divergent universe. I just planted my own OC's butts in a few seats and set the soundtrack to a little Ozzie. Ready to go off the rails anyone?
Chapter 1
The full moon shined brightly lighting my way as I made the jump from the train onto the roof of the building I had only dreamt of entering for the last five years. Entering and finally calling it home. It had hardly been any effort at all to make the jump and land safely. It was a sign that I have made this exact same jump before. Once I had made it on safely I stopped to take in a deep breath and look out on the city. I loved this view and the feel of the wind whipping around me. I love my nightly explorations where I can leave my hair down and dress in my v neck dark blue shirt and tight black stretch pants. It is not the full colors of the faction of my heart but it is close enough and it allows me to move easily.
Three more days, only three more days and I can leave Erudite and the past behind me. When I join Dauntless I will be the fourth of my parents children to defect and if my twin brother joins me that would mean all of my brothers will be in Dauntless. This both makes me happy and worries me.
To be with my family will be wonderful, especially since Dauntless takes 'faction before blood' so seriously. It also worries me because I want to prove myself and make it on my own merit, not the reputation of my rowdy brothers. Either way though I will finally be where I belong.
I walk to the ledge to stare down at the roof of the building below me. There is a gaping hole in the ceiling and it serves as one of entrances to the normally hidden compound. I come here often and look down into the darkness imagining that the life and frenetic energy of the people that live within is somehow seeping up and I absorb it all.
"Soon." I whisper.
I reach up and run a hand through my long silver hair to free any tangles that might have happened from the train ride and sigh in satisfaction as I relax for the first time all day. I close my eyes and turn my face up to the moon in bliss. If someone from Erudite were to see me they would probably not recognize me at all. I wear a mask to reign in my wild side almost every minute of every day.
I mentally shake myself and turn to look back at the train tracks. I am going to need to run across the roof lines to get to the spot where I can jump back on. I turn around completely and go to jump off the ledge I was standing on so that I can run to the other side of the roof and jump up to the next building.
When my feet hit the gravel I step forward and am stopped by running into the chest of someone. At first I am not worried. Yes I am technically not supposed to be on the roof of another faction's headquarters and I am not supposed to be out after curfew. But I have done this many many times before and I have only ever run into my older brother Slade. I had wondered if I would see him tonight anyways.
"Hey Slade..." I start out saying as I back up a bit, only to stop because the man in front of me is very much not Slade. I feel my walls and mask slam into place again. I will not show the fear I am feeling at the sight of one of Dauntless' leaders. One that has obtained a very ruthless reputation. He also happens to be one of Slade's and my other brother Tate's best friends. Slade and Eric were in initiation together while Tate is a leader and is the oldest by 8 years, at least 8 years older than me.
He stands there looking at me and his grey eyes seem to be silver in the light of the moon. His arms are crossed over his chest. His eyebrow raised and a smirk on his face.
"Looking for Slade are we? He never told me he had a young side girl. You must be really wanting it to meet him on the roof of Dauntless." He doesn't really think that but I know him enough to know he likes being a dick and getting a rise out of people. I don't plan on giving him the satisfaction.
"I apologize for disturbing you. Excuse me and I will be on my way" I say in an emotionless and smooth voice. Then I move to walk around him.
"No, I don't think so." He hisses as he grabs my arm. I halt and weigh my options. I know how to defend myself. I have been taught well having five brothers and all of us from Dauntless legacy grandparents. If I move to defend myself two things could occur; one it takes him by surprise and I can get away, or two we fight. If it ends in a fight though it hurts my chances when I become an initiate. He will do everything in his power to get me out regardless of who I am a sister of. He is a very sore loser at times. Engage the enemy in conversation it is then.
I move back slightly so that he knows I am not trying to continue forward. I look him straight in the eye and keep my mask still in place "Yes Eric?"
I smile inwardly when his own emotionless mask slips briefly enough that I see his surprise that I know who he is and that I am not showing fear from his bid at intimidation. He quickly puts it back in place and replies casually.
"You know who I am but I don't know your name. Hardly fair is it?" Trying to be charming Eric? Not exactly your style.
"Life hardly is." I say simply.
He smirks a bit at me. There is a flash of something in his eyes and it confuses me because I cannot tell what he is thinking. Now that does worry me. I don't like not being able to predict possible actions and outcomes.
The wind is whipping through my hair and around my face. I try to block out how wonderful it feels or how nice the cool air is as it hits my exposed skin and filters through the thin material of my shirt. I stand still and wait for him to make the next move. When he does I am in shock having never expected something like it from him.
He steps close and reaches out to take some of my hair in his hand and tucks it behind my ear. Our faces are almost level as I am almost as tall as he is. The top of my head comes to his nose in my running shoes. His other hand reaches to caress my neck and his voice takes on a husky tone
"You look like an elven princess under the full moon. I almost thought I was dreaming."
Or drunk. I think as I catch the rich and delicious smell of fine whiskey. Man after my own heart. I warn myself to keep my mask in place and analyze the situation properly. I am having a hard time because the warmth of his hand on my neck is interacting with the feel and wonderful smell of his breath as he moves in closer. Finally his other arm slides down my arms to my waist and pulls me closer.
I feel my heart rate start to accelerate and of it's own accord my face loses its hold on neutrality and flushes. My lips part seconds before his lips crashed onto mine and all of my thought processes halt. I am wrapped up in the feel of his tongue demanding entrance and then taking possession of my mouth. Our bodies now pressed together as his one hand grips my hip and holds me tight to him.
My arms wrap around his neck and pull him closer and as he growls I moan completely lost in nothing but the physical. I have no frame of reference to how much time has passed since the kiss began and to when he finally pulls back. When he does finally we both step back as if repulsed by each other and our actions.
We look at each other for a moment openly and masks lowered. He is struggling for control of his body and is fighting the desire to take me right there. I struggle to calm my shaking body and the anger I feel at myself for letting someone affect me at all. At once we draw our shutters closed and cut our emotions off.
I give a brief nod in recognition that he is holding himself back and that we have silently agreed to forget this lapse of control.
I step to the side and around him then run. Then I leap up onto the next roof, run to the next level and jump down then repeat that process. Until I come to the area where I leap across an alleyway to the next roof and from there to the tracks. The train is near so I pick up my run and leap onto the car. Once I have opened the car door and gotten in I turn back to see him on the last roof I jumped from watching me. His jaw clenched and his grey eyes shining.
I am alone and allow myself to let out a breath and groan. It would be too easy to think he was too drunk to be able to remember tonight. I will just have to be careful and stay clear of him. If I remember correctly Slade said he isn't as involved in initiate training these last few years. I can only hope that is still the case because I cannot allow him to distract me. Too much is stake.
They had made the training longer and combined Dauntless-born and transfers so had more instructors. Also since the whole divergence controversy Eric had been busy with attending the trials of those Erudite members and leaders that had done such atrocities.
Two years ago a conspiracy had been revealed by key Erudite and Dauntless leaders as well as senior members that Erudite was hunting Divergent, experimenting on them and killing them. It was rumoured that Leader Jeanine Matthews was the person that had driven the hunts but it can't be proven and if she did she covered her tracks well.
What has been proven is that Erudite formed a sort of hit squad within its own faction and those people went and carried out the killings or kidnappings. They preyed on two factions the most; Erudite because it could be done internally then kept quiet and Amity because as a peaceful faction they had no means to fight back. They also terrorized the factionless and considered them less than human because they did not belong to any faction. It was also revealed that factionless were routinely used as test subjects regardless of being suspected Divergents or not. It was sickening but I am glad the monsters were stopped.
Eric had been one of the key people to bring it all down. He could be ruthless, cold and he also had a mind like a machine. But he believed in the factions and what they stood for. He is fair in judgements and has an iron hold on his code of ethics. This makes him seem like he is heartless but it has always made me just admire him more.
Slade likes to joke and say he has a Dauntless heart and Erudite mind. I could identify, it is how I have always felt. As much as I enjoyed that kiss physically I was grateful that I would not have to deal with being near him for anything length of time.
I did not like losing control of my emotions and he had batted away my wall like it was nothing. It didn't help that I had always had a fascination and crush on him after years of stories about him. I had done so well in the past at avoiding being too near him because of those very reasons.
Erudite was coming up fast so I got my running start to jump off then ran off the momentum from the jump. I kept up my run and went to the tree where I had stashed my bag of clothes. I jumped up and grabbed the lowest branch then pulled myself up until the branch was level with my waist. I swung a leg over and straddled the branch then pulled myself standing after grabbing the next upper branch.
I reached for my deep blue bag and dropped it to the ground. Then I sat back on the first branch and gripped it firmly before I allowed myself to fall backwards. Playfully I did a bit of a gymnastics move I had seen once where I swing my body fully around the branch once more and then release on the next time around.
My body weight carried me away from the tree and I tucked and did a roll in the air then straightened my body out for the landing. The landing was referred to in the old footage of the Olympics as 'sticking it'. I laughed as I struck the pose the women often made when they landed. Arms up in the air one leg arched in front of the other and back rounded forward a bit.
It was just bit of playfulness and I had to admit I like the shape it gave my legs and how my chest stuck out proudly. I rarely like to bring attention to my breasts. They aren't huge but they are fairly big. It is something I am self conscious of since the rest of my figure is more suited to my athletic tendencies. I am a good height, at least 5'8 and my arms, stomach and legs are all toned but not too hard or muscular. My breasts had grown more than I would like so I tended to wear a bra that bound them, especially when working out.
Tonight though I had just allowed myself to wear a normal bra and showed some cleavage in my shirt. Apparently the night had been full of indulgences. I would need to make up for that and be extra disciplined for my last days in Erudite. If I could that is. These last few weeks had gotten harder for me to reign myself in, knowing that I almost away from the shackles the faction places on me.
Once I picked up my bag I opened it to grab my brush and hair tie and put my hair in its tight confines again. Then I grabbed my sky blue leather jacket and pulled it on over my shirt. After zipping the jacket and putting on my stupid fake glasses, I strapped my bag on my back. After that I headed towards my house. I could always say I had been in the lab doing some work if someone stopped me. I sighed to myself and looked towards the now empty train tracks and the full moon in the distance. For a moment I thought I saw the outline of a person near my tree but when I looked again there was nothing there.
Eric's POV
My watch read 12:11 am by the time the "meeting" with Max, Leo and Andrea wrapped up. It had started out as a meeting to go over security for the choosing ceremony, who would be on the roof this year to greet the initiates, the status of the dorms and security measures being taken for the duration of training. Basically everything to do with the yearly influx of prospective members. It was a bit of some pain in the ass but it was crucial to keeping Dauntless with the new blood they needed to protect the city.
Max had broken out the whiskey towards the end and all four leaders were able to relax a bit now that the official business had been taken care of. This would be an exciting year training wise even if it were going to be longer. Training would now go for four months and would hopefully turn out some fine soldiers. There would no cuts, also a new thing, but there would be a deep evaluation of each initiate at the end of each stage of training.
If during any stage there was an indication of the initiate not being suitable then they would be put on a "probation"until the next stage. If more than one area was failed completely then they would be removed from initiation and the faction. It was a good program. Far fairer and better than when I had been an initiate. It also hadn't been my idea either and at first I scoffed at the proposal.
Over the last two years though it had become clear that Dauntless needed more soldiers and better trained ones. More responsibilities were being passed to Dauntless and we needed more able bodies.
I am no softy when it comes to training and I don't think initiates should be coddled. But even I could see that we were suffering because of making unnecessary cuts and also the brutality inspired by the ranking system.
In my year we lost two initiates as they attacked and killed each other. Both Four and myself were attacked but were able to fight it off with the help of our Instructor Amar. One person had also jumped into the chasm after the pressure got to be too much.
Hopefully this new program would help with all of that. It sure would save me the paperwork that I would have to do. One thing I am not looking forward to is still having to be a part of training. Because it is a new thing and because of the large amount of initiates projected both myself and Andrea were going to be in and out of sessions.
I was on my second glass of whiskey listening to Max tell a story about a knife incident one year when he was in charge of training and I realize that between being tired and hungry I am feeling this whiskey more than I should. I finished the remainder of my glass, made my excuses and made my way towards the Pit. I grabbed an apple and ate it on my way to the roof. I wanted some fresh air and there was a full moon tonight.
Nights like tonight I loved to stand up there and marvel at how big the moon looked in the night sky. I wished I had a telescope but that wasn't exactly something a Dauntless would have. Not that it mattered or that I announced it but I did have an aptitude for Erudite and Dauntless. I also had one for Abnegation but it wasn't fucking likely I would ever be putting that shit out there.
I didn't exactly hate Abnegation but I got annoyed with them quickly. Some of the things they did or made their members do was just illogical. Not that I would ever admit it to Four but his situation with his Dad was just one example of it.
There was no freaking way that the adults around him that knew his dad didn't know what was going on and they did nothing. All that pretense about selflessness and they let a boy be beat repeatedly? And the whole depriving themselves of certain foods or amounts of foods rankled me. It is completely illogical to maintain that and a healthy body capable of functioning much less all the volunteering and work they did.
The door to the roof had already been open so I made my way up and tossed the core of my Apple off the side. I was still hungry and buzzed but I would make something when I got to my apartment. Thank god there were no meetings tomorrow. I could maybe sleep in and get some training in.
I stepped onto the roof and looked up to see a woman. No, a young woman, standing on the ledge of the roof looking down into the hole we have our initiates jump down to get into the compound. My breath is taken away as she turns slightly and looks up.
She has long silver hair that is caught in the wind dancing around her body. Her clothing is tight and is revealing a very well built and toned frame. She was tall but not too tall, maybe 5'7 - 5'8. From what I could see her shoulders were the perfect width for her build and accentuated a very nice set of breasts. My eyes almost felt like they were going to bug out when I noticed that the cool weather made itself known as her nipples pushed themselves through the thin material of her shirt. Her waist tapered in but not ridiculously tiny and gracefully curved into her hips and a fantastic ass.
Jesus Christ was she gorgeous. Her eyes closed as a gust of wind surrounded us and I noticed how the moonlight highlighted thick lashes laid upon a face that looked to be sculpted straight from a elven storybook. Heart shaped face with a delicate straight nose, her eyes were doe like in shape but I couldn't see the color. Her mouth was slightly parted and her lips were full and were made for kissing. It made me wonder what those lips would feel and taste like.
I stood still just taking her in almost not believing she was real. If she was a Dauntless-born I had never seen her before and she didn't really come off as a Dauntless-born anyways. Her clothes were dark but that didn't mean anything. What was she doing here if she wasn't from my faction? She opened her eyes with a sigh and turned then jumped off the ledge back on the roof. She started forward looking down and didn't see me until she ran into me.
I resist grabbing her right there and school my features when she calls out a greeting
"Hey Slade..." Then she looks up and sees me, and every trace of emotion or recognition erases from her eyes, face and voice.
I have seen this a million times in my life and have done it myself a million times more and it has never phased me before. I accept it, but seeing it on her pisses off for some reason. Maybe because it shatters the vision of my elf princess? Or maybe because seeing the life and joy be shuttered disturbs me. She is not made for the emotionless mask Erudite is famous for. She is made to shine, smile, laugh and love.
She thought I was Slade. But I know for damn sure Slade is currently wrapped around Lola his fiancee and wouldn't chance losing his dick by hooking up with some other girl. His name from her mouth pisses me off too. Maybe I am drunk because this girl is causing stuff in me that shouldn't be happening.
"Looking for Slade are we? He never told me he had a young side girl. You must be really wanting it to meet him on the roof of Dauntless." I say with a touch more anger than I meant to.
My words do not even phase her. Her face is a perfectly, beautifully shaped dolls mask frozen in place as she tries to move around me.
"I apologize for disturbing you. Excuse me and I will be on my way"
No, no she isn't going anywhere until I get a taste of her. "No, I don't think so." I hiss out and grab her arm.
Warmth instantly radiates though my hand. I know I am not letting her go if I have anything to say about it only to be shocked when she steps back. Her mask still in place not even a hint of fear for some man holding her from getting away from a dark and deserted rooftop.
"Yes Eric?" She says it in that same almost flat but still maddeningly musical voice. She knows me and still is not afraid? I feel my shock show for a moment. Then against my better judgement I try and use my whiskey fueled charm.
"You know who I am but I do not know your name. Hardly fair is it?"
"Life hardly is." There is tiny bit of amusement in the lilt of her voice.
Her eyes are so fucking beautiful. Such a strange color. They sparkle and I detect gold, greens of two different shades and a grey blue. Not exactly a hazel but a more intense version of it. Silver hair and eyes the color of sparkling jewels. I must be more buzzed or drunk than I thought because something in the back of my mind triggers like I should remember something but I can't think straight with her before me.
"You look like an elven princess under the full moon. I almost thought I was dreaming." I say before I even realize I have spoken and my body moves forward on its own.
Her hair feels like silk when I take it in my fingers and tuck it into place. Her neck is warm just like her body as I bring her closer to me and take her lips with my own.
That dolls mask melts as she melds her mouth with mine and wraps her arms around my neck. She is pulling me closer just as I am her and my tongue plunders her mouth tasting her deeply. She tastes wonderful and sweet, like she had just drunk a cup of a honey spiced tea.
A dangerous and heady combination. As I growl in appreciation she moans in pleasure and an alarm sounds in my mind to stop before I take her right there on that roof. There is an innocence in her kiss and her moan.
With every bit of self discipline I have, I force myself to release her and step back. She mirrors my action and for a moment before both our masks resume I see she was just as affected by our contact as I was. She likes it no more than I do. I recognize the Erudite tendencies but her calm handling of the situation and lack of fear as well as the passion of her kiss. She has the heart of a Dauntless. I need to get away from her and fast because this is dangerous, she is dangerous.
I bring myself in and close myself off exactly as she does. She nods at me minutely understanding we are done here. I don't know if I expected her to then jump down the hole and go into the compound or what. I don't think I expected her to move with the lithe movements of a panther as she jumped, ran and moved from roof to roof. All until she was leaping over an alleyway and jumping to the tracks and onto the approaching train. All with the ease of someone who had been doing it for years. She passes briefly by me as I stand on the the roof and again my body moves on its own as I am jumping onto another car, following her.
"What the fuck am I doing?" I mutter to myself running my fingers through my short styled hair then scratching the shaved side of my head. I watch out of the open train car door for her exiting. I tell myself I just want to make sure she gets home and that is partially true. I am pretty certain she will be getting off at the Erudite section and am proven right when she jumps off, again looking like she has done so for years.
I jump off a little further down but still close enough to keep her in sight. When she starts doing what can only be gymnastics in a tree I can only watch in admiration. Her last move there makes her ass and tits look amazing. But when she gives that musical laugh I know that I might want to stay away but I won't. I am already planning on finding Slade tomorrow and learning who she is.
She pulls on what I can only term as her Erudite costume and is once again the very picture of a cold emotionless Erudite student. When she looks back I don't really care if she saw me or not. I am already vowing to myself I will find her again as I make my way back home to a cold shower and bed. I hope she isn't a dependent at Erudite still. Because then she would be off limits. Romantic relationships between factions is frowned upon but not unheard of. I could certainly see having a few rolls in bed with her to get her out of my system. In fact I plan on it.
The next morning I couldn't find Slade and got roped into helping to set up the rooms that have been converted into the new initiates dorms. After the physical attack and almost rape of Four's girl Tris they lobbied to make better arrangements.
There would now be gender assigned bathrooms but the sleeping arrangements were still co-ed. We had to set up the lockers and gather the provided general supplies. Toiletries, socks, towels, wash cloths, watch, reusable water bottle; all the shit that is needed but a pain in the ass to put together in a package. Luckily with Four, Tris, Andrea, Lauren and I it goes fast. Four and I have to check the cameras in the dorms and the cameras that we have watching the entrance to the bathrooms and the hallway of the quarters as well.
Now that we have new practically invisible cameras, catching rule breaking or any attacks will just be easier. We aren't putting up with any shit this year. With the fact we aren't doing cuts there should be no reason for any fuck ups. I work to get done and away from Four as fast as possible and still can't find Slade. By evening I have given up and just eat dinner in the dining hall and head back to read.
Elise had spent the whole night trying to feel me up but I wasn't in the mood and it pissed her off. I couldn't help but chuckle as she flounced off in the direction of the bar in search of some other poor sap. I dismiss the thought that maybe I should have taken her up on the offer but she just wasn't doing it for me. Not like anyone had in a longer than I cared to admit. I wanted the girl with hair the color of moonlight and eyes like multifaceted jewels.
I fall asleep while reading a book about an elf warrior princess fighting alongside dragons and dwarves.
