Saving her life - Fourtris Short Story

by Ella Natalie Eaton

Tobias Eaton had only been living as an official Dauntless member for a few months, but him and his initiate class were trained to face the hardest situations. When war explodes in the Erudite compound, the newest Dauntless members are sent to protect Abnegation. Tobias saves the life of a 14 year old, Beatrice Prior,and is confronted with choices between love, duty and his faction

1. Chapter 1

"Have you heard?"

That was the way Shauna greeted both Zeke and I at breakfast that morning. Newspaper in hand, she took a seat next to her boyfriend and looked from him to me and back at him. We both shrugged in reply and she sighed, punching the newspaper with her bare hand, sounding frustrated.

"The Erudite are going to war" she announced, and we both shot her quizzical looks, and then she explained. The Erudite had been threatening the Abnegation for weeks, more like forever. They never liked each other. Even when I belonged to the stiff community, my hatred for those know it alls grew every time I see them pushing some Abnegation kid of the way, calling us names. I mean, calling them names.

But this time, it was serious. They've attacked one of their biggest buildings. According to the paper, there were more than fifty dead or seriously injured men, women and children, that didn't do anything wrong. They were someone's brother, best friend, baby sister, older daughter, husband… And all for that thirst of power that followed every single Erudite member around.

"So, what's going to happen now?" I asked, after exchanging a look with my friends. Both shook their heads, not knowing how to answer me.

"We fight" my instructor said, sneaking up behind us. The three of us jumped in our seats, and a smile was drawn in his lips, almost as if he was teasing us "I'll show those cowards what my initiate class can do. Get ready to leave after breakfast" I looked at him, my expression turned into a big question mark. He stood over a table and the chats across the dining hall stop in a blink of an eye. Most of the people there were in my initiate class, some of them transfers, like myself, others were not. But even the loudest of us went silent "For our initiates this year I have a few words of… Advise. The mission is to protect the Abnegation and stop this nonsense war. You must not cause any unnecessary harm, and you can never shoot an unarmed man, whatever faction he's from. Access the damage and protect as many people as you can, doesn't matter what faction you came from. Dauntless was your choice, and its our rules you must follow" He glimpsed at the three Erudite transfers that made it through initiation. Eric, the guy that ranked second to me, sighed in pure anger, his fists clenched under the table. I tried not to smile, even for a second. After a quick pause, my instructor continued talking "And if you see that someone will die in the next few seconds… You know what that means. Good luck to all." Of course we all knew. If someone has seconds or minutes to live, we have to leave them behind. It's the rules of war. As he leaves the room, buzzing starts in every table and I see Zeke and Shauna's eyes turning to me.

- Are you okay with this? – He asks, at which I reply with a shrug – I mean, they're your ol…

- Don't even – I cut his words like a sword, and shake my head – They mean nothing to me. I have no one that I care about there. And even if I did, they'd probably be dead by now. My head's clear, and I focused on our purpose. Just that

That answer seemed to be acceptable, since none of them made any comments about it. We stood up, the three of us, and walked behind the majority of the excited initiates, heading towards the weapons room. Once he reach it, everyone ran as fast as they could, grabbing a backpack, a gun, ammo, first aid kits, flashlights and other supplies.

- I feel like a ninja! – Shauna said, pulling her hair into a ponytail and zipping her backpack – You know, dressed in black, ready to kick some Erudite butts – Both Zeke and I laughed. She had to have a girly comment, even in the scariest situations.

"Get ready, knows-it-all" I whispered to myself, before quickly loading my gun, saving some ammo in my backpack. I was serious, my muscles tense, my hands turned into fists, clenching at the thought of another death, another drop of blood spilled. Abnegation wasn't my faction, it was never my home. But what was happening was cowardice. And I wasn't going to be a coward again. Not anymore. Never again.

"The Dauntless are going to war."