Four's pov
As I run along this rooftop, I think back to how it all started. I remember when I finished Dauntless initiation. Eric and I, the top students of our class, sat side by side waiting for Max and the others. WE said nothing. Even then we hated each other.
Finally, the Dauntless leaders appeared. "Eric, come with us," they said. Eric stood and they all left.
Ages later, it seemed after sitting in the incredibly uncomfortable chairs all this time, they returned. Eric looked greenish and shaken up. What happened in there?
"Now you, Four." I gulped, stood, and followed them out.
They blindfolded me and led me to a room several corners away. A door opened and someone shoved me inside I hear th e door shut and the click of a lock engaging.
I took a good look at the white, windowless room I had entered once they removed the blindfold.
"Four, we would like to ask a few questions to see whether you qualify for a special mission," Max began. All I did was nod.
"Let us begin. Who do you care about most?"
"My faction." It was a guarded answer, but a true one.
"Any Dauntless in particular?"
"No."
"Any one from another faction? Parents? Siblings, maybe?"
I thought of my father, what he had done to me. That my mother was gone. I had no siblings. "No."
"Next question." There were no reactions to anything that I had said. "How do you feel about initiates?"
"They need to learn to make our faction the best it can be. They are our future."
It went on like this for another forty-five minutes.
"Thank you for your time, Four. We appreciate you being here." I didn't mention that I had been ordered to be here.
After blindfolding me, they led me back to where we had started, this time following a different route.
"Both of you, report back here at 10:37 a.m. in two days time. Dismissed."
Everyone deserted the location.
Eric and I avoided one another even more painstakingly than usual after that. Going about my life all I could think about were their questions. What was this "special mission" they had spoken of? Did I trust Eric to have it and not me? What if it had to do with that thing that I never spoke of?
I trained almost constantly in my free time. Since I had just completed initiation, and hadn't decided on a job yet, free time was most of my time. I trained with everything available to us. I had always hoped to get a job training initiates. I trained with daggers, arrows, throwing stars, staffs, nun chucks, my body, anything.
When the day came, I showered, dressed in non-ripped clothes, combed my hair, brushed my teeth, and left.
I got there at exactly the same time as Eric, 10:30 a.m. I noticed that he looked especially nice as well. Seven minutes later, as promised, our faction's leaders made an appearance.
"We had much debate, but we have decided. Four, how would you like to train initiates?"
"I would love to, but, if it isn't too much to ask, faction transfers or Dauntless?"
"Whichever you would like."
I smiled. "I would like to work with the faction transfers, please." Eric's scowl of contempt deepened. But everyone knows how he feels about initiates.
"Of course, Four. This begins with the next group, so you'd better figure out your teaching techniques.
"As for you, Eric. You have a very special, secretive mission. Come with us to learn all about it."
Eric flashed me the smile of a lunatic, but when he turned to follow he got quite pale.
With Eric's reaction I don't know whether to be frightened or happy. I guess that we'll learn and I definitely did.