I WON'T LET YOU GO

A Divergent Trilogy Multi-Chapter Fic

Summary: Tobias isn't willing to admit it, but he's impressed by the Stiff initiate. Takes place during initiation, pre-romance. Tobias' POV. Song used: "I Won't Let You Go" by Snow Patrol.

Characters: Tobias Eaton ('Four'), Tris Prior, Peter, Christina, Will, Al, and other Dauntless initiates.

Ship(s): Tris/Four, Christina/Will

Word Count: -

Rating: PG

Status: In Progress

Disclaimer: I do not own the Divergent trilogy or any of the characters in it. Full credit for the work other than my own goes to Veronica Roth.

Author: Jamie J. - & wattpad: jjimene5, tumblr: xdarrensxblainersx

Author's Note: Hello! This is my first Divergent fic and my Divergent OTP is FourTris (isn't that obvious?). I am super addicted to this song - I can't even. So, this is how it's going to work. I'm gonna write this in parts and update occasionally. I'll write when I'm not busy and when I'm inspired! But once it is all finished, I'm going to turn it into a one-shot and have it all be on one document/page on . Please, please, please give feedback and I hope you enjoy! I'm looking forward to writing ff that's not Glee!

No one can ever follow, no one can ever know

Wind up the spinning top and watch it go, watch it go

Tris.

The name rolls off my tongue so easily.

Tris.

I can get used to saying that. It's simple, sweet. But, with her progress now, I'm not sure how long she'll last - how long I'll actually be able to call her that. A small body like hers could never make it here. The Dauntless are fit. She's thin, or at least getting there. But she's short, and not muscular. But she has potential. She has speed. With some practice, she can learn how to use it to her advantage. I can teach her, give her some tips. She has a chance. It can happen. She was first jumper after all, so that has to mean something. She has a chance.

Never gonna be easy, was it?

I watch as she walks to the middle and faces Peter. He starts saying how he might go easy on her if she cried. I cross my arms and feel my fists tense up as he keeps talking, readying himself for an easy fight against a girl. If he wins-when he wins, he shouldn't feel proud. He should feel ashamed for beating up someone who can't defend themselves. That's not bravery. That's just arrogance. Eric may be the leader and he may have all the bravery of a soldier, but he's teaching these initiates all the wrong things. There is such thing as forfeit and that doesn't necessarily mean that someone isn't brave. It just means they're smart enough to know when to stop. But then again, maybe it's just me in this faction who even gives a damn about putting some logic into my actions.

I pay close attention to her stance, her techniques. Tris starts a kick to Peter's side, but he catches her ankle with a swift motion.

She's too slow.

She's defenseless and he just keeps hitting her. He keeps punching and kicking, as if she's nothing. Tris falls to the ground and I feel a strong urge to go over there. I want to push him off of her. I want to punch him in the face and get him as far away from her as possible.

I want to yell over to her and tell her exactly what to do, how to beat him.

No, I don't want her to quit. She should, or maybe she already has and is just taking the beating. But no, I don't want her to quit. I want her to prove me wrong and the rest of the initiates wrong. I want her to show Peter and his gang off. I want her to show Eric that she is strong enough to fight and that she's the one who will always stay on her feet. But, what I want isn't going to happen - not if she doesn't live up to her full capabilities. I watch as her nose starts bleeding and I tense. I can't watch this anymore.

I hold my breath and walk out of the room.