Okay, first Divergent fanfiction but I've been working on this in a while, mind you its been in my mind and not written down so I am writing this off of what I can remember of how I wanted this to go! R&R, hope you like it! I warn you, it might be VERY OC in some parts! This fanfiction will cover all three books, beginning before the first one, in the year after Four's choosing Dauntless. I am also going by the books, in which Tobias is 18 when Tris is 16, so he would be 17 at the beginning of this fanfiction, and Tris's choosing is the year after. I do not own any of the characters other than my OC, nor do I own any rights to the Divergent series, or movies. I also warn you that there will be a lot of spoilers in this fanfiction in the later chapters, so if you haven't read the books, be prepared! ~Admin (aka Amber)
The doors finally open and everyone goes in. I have mixed clothing, so it probably doesn't matter if I try and blend in, I won't, so I don't bother. I follow the Abnegation into they're door, but when they sit, I stand behind the rows of factions, in the shadows so I won't be seen. On and on, people choosing different factions, or staying in they're own. Parents crying, blah blah blah. And finally, its my turn.
During a moment of silence after everyone has chosen, I step forward. "I would also like to choose." Everyone stares at me. Its obvious I don't belong to a faction, and the dirty looks I get tell me that I am in for one hell of a fight. "My parents gave me to the factionless, but I was not born there. I am 16, why not let me pick a faction to belong in? Somewhere where I can actually do some good for society?" I continue. "It is not my fault that I have no place to belong, so let me make my own choice, and belong somewhere!"
I dont know if my argument is convincing or not, but it must have worked how I wanted it to, because when a vote is called about whether or not I can choose, most are for letting me. And suddenly I am up on the stage, slicing my palm, and letting my blood drip into the Dauntless bowl. I'd never even considered other factions in my dreams of choosing. I knew where I belonged. I got a cheer of welcome from my new Faction members as I walked over, and they all welcomed me except for one man, but I didn't let that discourage me.
Suddenly, we were off, racing through the streets, and climbing the train tracks, up to the top, then running down the track, racing the train. Oh, it felt amazing! I already felt like I belonged as I pushed myself faster, until I was near the front of the pack, and I was one of the first to jump on the train. It was exhilarating! I caught my breath and watched out the window, everyone had stopped talking about me. They were to busy worrying about getting OFF the train, and they soon found out that we were jumping.
I laughed "No problem!" and ran at full speed, launching myself off the train. I landed on my feet, and into a roll, although the gravel in my shoulder was an unpleasant surprise, I still stood up and brushed myself off while everyone else was jumping. After a moment, a yell was let out, and everyone gathered around one end of the building, and the man that I had noticed earlier stood up on the ledge. "I am one of your leaders. My name is Eric. Now, the only way you're getting into Dauntless, is by jumping off this ledge." A few questions were asked, the obvious 'is there water at the bottom?' and things like that. To which the answer was "You'll just have to jump and find out.
Nobody wanted to go first, not even me. I may be okay with jumping out of moving trains and stuff, but I wasn't stupid. I didn't know if I'd survive that jump. Thankfully, a dauntless born finally got up on the ledge, took a deep breath, and jumped, cheering when he landed. I let out the breath I didn't know I had been holding and stepped forward to be the second jumper. The weightlessness was amazing, until the pain of hitting the net. A girl helped me out of the net, and I smiled at everyone. One man, tanned skin and dark hair, looked at me. "What's your name?" I paused. I didn't want to use my name.. It had to many painful memories attached to it. "You can change it if you want, but you can only do it once, so make it good." He said. I smiled and nodded, thinking a moment.
"Faith. My name is Faith."
End of chapter one! Now, I already know my pairing, but how would you guys like to see it portrayed? A mean Eric, being nice and loving to only one girl? Or Eric sticking to his guns and being an asshole until the end? Let me know! Other wise I'll just make it my way, but you might not like it. ;)