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Full summary:

Arthur is dauntless born, chosen faction Dauntless, youngest Dauntless leader ever.
Lancelot is an abnegation born boy chosen faction Abnegation
Gwen is an amity born girl chosen faction Amity
Elyan is an amity born boy, chosen faction, Amity
Gwaine is erudite born, chosen faction, Dauntless
Percival is candor born, chosen faction Amity
Leon is dauntless born chosen faction Dauntless
Merlin is abnegation born, chosen faction Dauntless.

None of them are what they seem.

There are conspiracies brewing within the walled city of Camelot. Conspiracies that threaten the system that has kept the five factions at peace for so long. Merlin, a divergent hiding in the Dauntless faction, finds himself inexplicably tied up in these conspiracies when he hears something he shouldn't. And while within the walls, trouble brews, outside the walls lie a far greater danger.

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin or the Divergent Series.

"Inconclusive," Merlin says to his mom looking anxiously at him.

"We always knew you were special" Hunith says.

"What am I going do?" Merlin asks, "I'm special but where do I fit? What is my purpose? The tester said I wasn't supposed to tell anyone. That it was dangerous."

"Anything different is looked at as dangerous," Hunith said." The safest place for you to choose would be abnegation."

"I can't," said Merlin, "It's too small here. I can't hide being different like this all the time. People will notice."

"Not Candor," said Hunith.

"No," agreed Merlin laughing, "Amity maybe?"

Hunith laughed, "Merlin," she said, "My dear boy, you are kind, but you do not avoid conflict."

"Dauntless then?" Merlin teased.

Hunith tensed. "No," she said, "That would be worse than Candor."

"It would be the easiest to hide in," Merlin says, "Everyone's crazy there."

"But you have to pass the trials," Hunith said, "Gaius implied that divergent children are found most easily there and most of the factionless come from Dauntless. I don't want you to be factionless Merlin. It would break my heart."

"I won't," said Merlin quickly. "Who is Gaius?"

"An old friend. Amity but he's stationed permanently in Dauntless in one of their hospitals. I wish he wasn't. He'd just the sort pf person that would a good mentor for you."

"I don't want to go to erudite," Merlin says after a while. "I'm smart but not that smart. And hiding among a bunch of smart people isn't the best idea."

Hunith sighed. "If not Abnegation then where?"

"Dauntless," said Merlin.

Hunith's head lifted but Merlin raised a hand. "Look it's just the trials, right? I can keep my head down for those and pass. Once I'm in, I can meet with Gaius there. He'll keep an eye on me and let's face it, dauntless aren't the brightest bulbs out there."

"Merlin," Hunith chided. Then she sighed. "Alright. Alright, fine. But it's not going to be easy. It's Dauntless Merlin, dangerous comes with the territory."

"Like you said," said Merin grinning, "I'm not conflict avoidant."

When Merlin sliced his hand with the knife he seriously considered dropping his blood into the bowl of earth instead of the coals. It hurt. A lot. But he knew that Amity wouldn't suit. So, he shifted his hand and his blood sizzled on coals.

The Dauntless faction screamed and Merin looked up at his mother who gave him a tear-filled nod. This was it. There was no going back after this.

Three months later Merlin had achieved the impossible. He'd been in the top 10 initiates and so had been accepted into his faction and he hadn't given away his divergence. Gaius was so relieved he said he almost had a heart attack.

Merlin now also looked much like any other dauntless. He sported two merlin birds under his right eye, one for each parent, the word 'magic' was inked across his left knuckles and on the back of his right hand starting from his fingertips was the Dauntless symbol in fiery red and black, partly to allay suspicion and partly because he really did like the Dauntless manifesto.

Because Merlin was apparently no good at computers and almost a failure at fighting by dauntless standards he was now apprenticing as a tattoo artist in Toris shop and doing pretty well for himself. Tori had him running and fetching during the day but after hours was when she really got down to teaching him. He practiced on gel dummies and was now about to progress from doing simple lines.

Life was good, hard, but much better than if he'd he been stuck on a boring part of the fence.

On evenings, he visited with Gaius when he could and practiced late at night when no one else was usually up. A common misconception about Dauntless was that they stayed up late partying. Merlin had found that most of dauntless went to sleep around eleven because they usually had to go to work early and no job in Dauntless was easy. Heck, living in dauntless wasn't easy.

The importance of well rested bodies was impressed on every dauntless early. The was after all a line between being brave and being stupid. Being stupid was pushing your body too hard for far too long.

He had friends, although there were none from his batch of initiates. Merlin's batch of initiates were split between hating him for beating them and hating him for beating their friends out of a spot in dauntless. Next to no one thought he should have made it through and they certainly didn't think he should have made it in at 6th place. Quite a few of them thought that he had cheated somehow although Merlin didn't even know how he possibly could.

His best friend however was Gwaine. Gwaine fit the profile of dauntless to a T. He was brave, wild, always ready to have fun, drank like a fish, was an exceptional shot and amazing in hand to hand combat. He had problems with authority however and often got shuffled off his job as a cargo guard and on to a fence guard in the most boring stretch of fence, for punishment. Despite that he never lost his job because he was damn good at it and one of the more charming dauntless which made him the much-preferred liaison between the sectors when delivering cargo. At present, he was off on a two-day cargo run to Amity.

Today after lunch there was a flurry of action in the pit.

"What's going on?" Merlin asked the nearest person who appeared to have some knowledge of what was happening.

"Fire," said the person. "There was a fire in the Erudite sector."

"Oh," said Merlin feeling cold as he watched persons being ferried in and into the infirmary. Dauntless acted as the first responders in nearly any crisis that occurred. The city guards within the Erudite sector would have tried to save anyone inside and out of the fire while the rest of their comrades would have suited up properly.

"Did we lose anyone?"

"We don't know yet," the unknown person said." They shifted most of them off to Amity."

Merlin watched the commotion for a while and then remembered that he had to get back to the tattoo shop. He hurried back and made it just in time.

Tori gave him a warning and set him to autoclave the needles. As thy worked, customers brought I news throughout the evening. Apparently, the fire had claimed two of the dauntless rescuers but all the erudite within the building had been brought safely. A lot of people suffered burns but none third degree. Those dauntless with minor burns had returned to Dauntless for treatment but others had been sent to Amity. There was as yet no word of how the fire had started.

Merlin and Tori had just completed their nightly lesson when there a knock on the door.

"We're closed!" Tori yelled.

"I was hoping you'd do me a favor," a familiar voice said.

Tori and Merlin shared a startled look and then Tori opened the door.

"Arthur," she said, "what are you doing here?"

There was a pause when she took him in and then said, "You look awful. Come in."

When he came in Merlin. Could see that Arthur did indeed look awful. His blond hair was darkened with soot. Black streams marred his face and his clothes was scuffed and burned. The scent of smoke clung to him.

"You were in the fire?" Merlin blurted.

"Observant as usual, Merlin," Arthur said but his voice was tired and his eyes dark.

"So what can I do for you?" Tori asked Arthur.

"A tattoo," said Arthur, "I know it's late but I didn't want to leave this until tomorrow."

"What is you want done?"

"Initials," said Arthur. "VZ." He gave a little smile, "Victor."

"Oh no," said Tori, "I didn't know he was one we'd lost."

"It was supposed to me," said Arthur, voice almost mechanical. "I was last of the line and he just turned around, grabbed me, shoved me out and then the building exploded."

"Don't blame yourself," said Tori, and continued as Arthur opened his mouth to reply. "Victor was old. He knew he'd have to leave dauntless soon enough. He would never have wanted to be factionless and this was a better alternative than the chasm. I know him, he would have wanted to die in the symbol of our faction. He made his choice."

Arthur closed his mouth and then nodded stiffly. "He still saved my life. I'd like to honor that."

"Of course," said Tori, "Merlin come on, you're doing the designing and outline for this."

"What?" said both Arthur and Merlin.

"You trained him Arthur," said Tori, "So you ought to know his hand will be steady."

"Merlin's hand is never steady," Arthur said.

"I say it's steady enough," Tori said raising an eyebrow, "I hope you have confidence in my ability to know when my apprentice is ready for something?"

Arthur raised his hands in surrender. Merlin was still hyperventilating during this encounter.

"Merlin!" snapped Tori, "The design."

Merlin snapped out of his panic, grabbed the design tablet and asked, "Anything design in particular you want?"

"Something with fire," Arthur said, "But… as if it were part of them?"

"Okay," said Merlin, "Give me a few minutes. How big do you want this?"

"About an inch and a half," Arthur said.

Merlin nodded and set to work. Five minutes later he presented the design to Arthur. Soft flames rose out of the letter VZ, glowing cracks in them hinting at a molten inside and the flames' design hinted at the dauntless symbol. The letters' font spoke of strength and stubbornness, wisdom and wildness.

Arthur stared at it without speaking for a long time until Merlin cleared his throat and said, "Is that good or do you want something else?"

"It's perfect," Arthur said softly and then shook himself and said, "Yes it's fine."

"Where do you want it?" asked Tori."

"Lower back, left side," said Arthur. Merlin slide the tablet into the visualizer port and while Arthur took of his jacket and T-shirt. When Arthur sat In the chair, Merlin aimed the visualizer on Arthur's back, the light forming the pattern on the skin in light gray for Merlin to follow.

Merlin cleaned the patch of skin with alcohol, taking especial care because Arthur somehow had soot down his back. He also took the time to espy Arthur's other two tattoos that he hadn't seen before. On his back behind his right shoulder was the Dauntless symbol in back and red and on the other side was a red shield with a golden dragon. They were well done, in stunning detail and Merlin recognized Tori's work.

When he finished clean the skin he let that alcohol dry while he fitted in his needles and ink.

"Are you ready?" He asked Arthur.

"You better not mess this up," Arthur warned.

"I won't," Merlin said. "Starting now."

He took his time outlining the tattoo while Tori supervised. And, although he was nervous, he didn't make a single mistake. But by the time he finished the outline his arm was tired and his head was feeling slightly achy from the sheer concentration he'd used. He put the tool down and Tori nodded in approval and then took over to do the inside while Merlin stayed close by to hand Tori anything she might want while getting another lesson on shading.

Through the entire two and half hours it took, Arthur never made a sound or even moved for that matter. They could have been drawing on him with marker for all the response he gave and it both impressed and worried Merlin. Actually, it was the look on Arthur's face or lack thereof that worried Merlin. Dauntless were forced to learn how to deal with death but Victor's death had clearly affected Arthur.

When Tori finished Arthur took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh as if a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders. Merlin didn't think it had been because he was no longer in pain. Tori wiped off the tattoo and covered it.

"You know the rules," she said, "So I don't have to repeat 'em."

Arthur nodded and pulled back on his clothes. "Thank you," he said to Tori with a small but genuine smile. "Both of you," he added looking at Merlin.

"Any time," Merlin said and then busied himself with cleaning up while Arthur transferred points over to the shops account. Then the door slammed and he was gone.

"Are you done?" Tori asked.

"Almost," said Merlin.

"Hurry up then," she said, "I want to go home."

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