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Hello, thank you for looking into my story. For right now, I've decided to do some FanFiction on the 'Divergent' stories. (Please keep in mind I do not own the Divergent series, sadly).

I shall be writing Tobias' POV (Point of View) until a certain point in the book. When that point comes up, I shall be taking over and changing things. When I reach that point, I will add in Tris' POV as well. Thank you for reading, once more.

Here we go!

Tobias' POV

I look up from beside the net where the initiates would be entering the compound. But that's when it happened. Everyone eventually took their places around the net when they heard Max's voice from far above. After Max was quiet, nothing happened for a good 30 seconds. Then there was a blur of gray clothing and my heart speed up a little. The girl who jumped wore gray slacks, she had beautiful long, blonde hair. Abnegation. Tobias tries to act casual but he couldn't hide a small smile before hearing her laugh, almost hysterically. I reach up to the net and stick my hand out, along with the other helpers who are trying to help her get off. She grabs mine and I pull, she would've fallen if I had not caught her when she landed. She was quite short, but beautiful. 'Stop that.' I tell myself.

She will not be the one to break me,

I hope.

"Thank you." I hear her say to me.

"I can't believe it," I hear another voice behind me, "a Stiff, the first to jump? That's unheard of." She says. I can tell who's voice it belongs to.

"There's a reason why she left them, Lauren." I say to her, then turn back to the girl.

"What is your name?" I ask her.

"Umm..." She says, thinking it over. I can tell she's debating switching names. Heck, I would've wanted to when I left my old faction as well. I can't blame her.

"Think about it," I say starting to smile just a little. "You don't get to pick again."

"Tris." She says firmly.

"Tris," repeats Lauren, a grin on her face. "Make the announcement, Four."

I look over my shoulder and shout, "First jumper-Tris!"

There are cheers, whoops and laughter behind me, excited at the new initiate. There is a scream behind me and I turn back to the net to see another girl who had jumped. Everyone laughs, but their laughter is followed by more cheering.

I set my hand on Tris' back and say to her, "Welcome to Dauntless."

I help until all the initiates have jumped and everyone is on solid ground again. Lauren and myself walk them down a narrow tunnel. We stop and Lauren steps away from me, I see Tris bump into someone and I try to avoid another smile that was creeping onto my face.

"This is where we divide," Lauren say to them all. "The Dauntless-born initiates are with me. I assume you don't need a tour of the place." She smiles and all the Dauntless-born initiates follow her out.

Most of the initiates were from Dauntless so that leaves only nine people remaining. I see Tris is the only Abnegation, obviously from her clothing. No Amity. The rest were split from Erudite and Candor.

"Most of the time I work in the control room, but for the next few weeks, I am your instructor," I say to the new faces. "My name is Four."

The girl with the bronze skin who jumped after Tris and now stands beside her asks, "Four? Like the number?"

"Yes," I reply shortly.

"Is there a problem with that?"

"No."

"Good, We're about to go into the Pit, which you will someday learn to love. It-"

The same girl snickers. "The Pit? Clever name."

I feel myself start to get frustrated with this girl, I walk up to her and stare her down.

"What is your name?" I ask looking at her.

"Christina." She squeaks.

"Well, Christina, if I wanted to put up with Candor smart-mouths, I would have joined their faction." I say to her. "The first lesson you will learn from me is to keep your mouth shut. Got that?" She nods. I walk away and towards the shadow at the end of the tunnel, I hear everyone following still.

"What a jerk." I hear Christina say, I smirk a little. 'At least I'm starting with a good impression, I guess.' I think to myself.

"I guess he doesn't like to be laughed at." I hear Tris say. I smile again, her Abnegation self was showing. She stood up for someone she didn't even know.

I push open two large double doors to the Pit. People are everywhere, as usual. All dressed in the Dauntless color: black. I look up to see a few children running along a small path high up without a railing. I look back to Tris and see she is looking at them as well, worried written all over her face.

"If you follow me," I say turning away from her. "I'll show you the chasm." I wave them forward towards the room. You could hear the roar of the water running at the bottom of the chasm as you approach it. As we get to it, I watch the initiates look over the edge, then back away. I smile once more.

"The chasm reminds us there is a fine line between bravery and idiocy!" I shout over the water that crashes below. "A daredevil jump off this ledge will end your life. It has happened before and it will happen again. You have been warned."

I then turn and lead them to the cafeteria where the Dauntless right away stand and cheer at the new initiates once more. They bang their silverware, clash their cups and pump their fists. I go and sit down at an almost empty table. The rest were full, so shortly after, Tris and Christina sit down beside me. I look over at Tris who sat down beside me. I remember the first time I came here. I had no idea what all this food was, I felt bad for her as she looks at the food. She has no idea what anything was. I pass a circular dish over to her after she had picked up a piece of hamburger.

"It's beef," I nudge her. "Put this on it."

"You've never had a hamburger before?" Christina asks.

"No, that's what it's called?" Tris replies.

I smile softly again and then say, "Stiffs," I hate calling them Stiffs, "eat plain food." I say nodding at Christina.

"Why?" She asks.

Tris shrugs, "Extravagance is considered self-indulgent and unnecessary."

Christina smirks, "No wonder you left." "

"Yeah," she says rolling her eyes. It was just because of the food."

My mouth twitches as I hold back a smile. The doors to the cafeteria open and a hush falls over everyone. Eric walks in and a clench my fist, putting it under the table so no one saw.

"Who's that?" hisses Christina.

"His name is Eric," I say to them, I feel myself tighten as he walks over here. It still feels good knowing I can beat the crap out of him though. "He's a Dauntless leader."

"Seriously? But he's so young."

I stare at her. "Age doesn't matter here." When Eric finally reaches our table He sits beside me. He doesn't say anything so I continue eating.

"Well aren't you going to introduce me?" Eric asks, nodding at the two girls.

"This is Tris and Christina." I say to him, not looking up from my plate. My hand was still clenched into a fist under the table.

"Ooh, a stiff." he says. I resist the urge to punch him in the face. "We'll see how long you last." he finishes.

I look up at Tris and see she looked a little afraid in her eyes. But there was also determination.

"What have you been doing recently, Four?" He asks me. I roll my shoulder trying to look casual.

"Nothing, really." I say. I sit tense

"Max tells me he keeps trying to meet with you, and you don't show up," Eric continues. "He requested that I find out what's going on with you."

"Tell him I am satisfied with the position that I hold."

"So he wants to give you a job."

I sigh, "So it would seem.

"And you aren't interested."

"I haven't been for two years." I say, starting to get annoyed with how much he was pushing into my life right here.

"Well," Eric says. "Let's hope he gets the point then."

When he walks away, I feel myself slouch, my muscles, I didn't know where so tight, release.

"Are you two friends?" I hear Tris ask.

"We were in the same initiate class." I say, "He transferred from Erudite."

I finish looking up from my plate to her. She stares me back and I feel my heart start to beat faster again. So, I look back to my plate.

"Were you a transfer too?" She asks.

I pinch the bridge of my nose and then drop my hand to the table. "I thought I would only have trouble with the Candor asking too many questions," I say, slightly annoyed. My voice sounded harsh. "Now I've got Stiffs too?"

"It must be because you're so approachable," I hear her say. I look up to her and look into her eyes. They burn with determination and I could tell she was going to do something, not caring about the consequences. "You know. Like a bed of nails."

I stare at her, she stares back. I see her face turn red, my heart was beating fast. 'She will fit in fine here.' I tell myself.

"Be careful, Tris." I tell her.

There we go!

I'm deciding to do two chapters per post. I don't know what the schedule is yet. I might do a few a week, I might do one. It depends what's going on here.

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Like I said, I will change the story eventually so do not fret!

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