Hey guys so I loved the divergent trilogy so much, but I just wasn't satisfied by the ended of Allegiant… don't get me wrong Veronica did beyond amazing with the story I just thought the ending wasn't right. So here's how I thought it should have went.

The beginning of the first chapter is taken from Veronica Roth's third book in the trilogy divergent, Allegiant.

Chapter One

Tris

"Caleb," I say. "Give me the backpack now!"

"What?" he says.

I slip me hand under the back of my shirt and grab my gun. I point it at him. "Give me the backpack…NOW!"

"Tris, no." He shakes his head. "No I won't let you do that."

"Put down your weapons. Or we will fire." The guards scream at the end of the hallway. They are getting closer.

"Caleb, I might survive the death serum." I say. "I'm good at fighting off serums. There's a chance I'll survive. There's no chance that you would survive. Now give me the backpack or I WILL shoot you in the leg and take if from you."

Then I raise my voice so the guards can hear me. "He's my hostage! Come any closer and I'll kill him!"

His hands shake as he removes the backpack and pulls it to the front of his body and offers it to me.

I take it and swing it over my shoulder. I keep my gun pointed at him and shift so he's blocking my view of the soldiers at the end of the hallway.

"Caleb, I love you." I say.

His eyes gleam with tears, "I love you, too, Beatrice."

"Get down on the floor!" I yell, for the benefit of the guards.

Caleb sinks to his knees. I quickly pull my gun up, back up and aim at the guards. I inhale and steady my hand. I exhale and fire. I hear some painful yelling. "If I don't survive, Caleb." I say, "Tell Tobias I didn't want to leave him."

I run to the doors of the control room and shove open the backpack, almost breaking off the zipper. I clutch the explosives in one hand and still carry the gun in the other, with my backpack now safely on my back. I have no time. I slam the explosives against the metal bar where the two doors join, and clamp down the claws around the edge of the bar so it will stay. I run back to the end of the hallway and around the corner and crouch, as I press the detonation button and shield my ears with my palms.

The noise vibrates in my bones as the small bomb detonates, and the force of the blast throws me on my side. I quickly try to walk towards the blasted-open doors, stumbling. I still hear ringing. My vision goes spotty. Beyond the doors is a small vestibule set of sealed, lockless doors at the other end. Through the windows in those doors I see the weapons lab, the even rows of machinery and dark devices and serum vials. I hear spraying sounds and know the death serum is now floating through the air.

I know I can survive this.

I have to survive this.

I step into the vestibules.

The death serum smells of smoke and spice. My lungs reject it with every breath I take. I feel like I can't breathe. I cough and splutter.

I fall to my knees.

An invisible thread tugs me toward sleep. I can't sleep. I need to be awake. It's important that I want to be awake. I imagine the wanting, desire, burning in my chest like a flame.

The thread tugs me harder. I think of Tobias. He needs me to live. I need him. I have something to fight for, not only for my family and friends, but also Tobias.

But I can't bear up under the serum's weight. My body falls to the side.

But the fire, the fire.

The desire to live.

I imagine Tobias, his strong arms hugging my body, pulling me closer.

I am not done yet. I am not.

The memory of my mother's face, and the strange angles of her limbs on the pavement, and the blood seeping from my father's body.

But they are dead, the voice says creeping through my body. You could join them.

They died for me, I answer. I have to do something in return. I have to stop other people from losing everything. I have to save the city and the people my mother and father loved.

If I join my parents, I want to carry with me a good reason, not this.

The fire, the fire rages in me, a campfire, and then an inferno, and my body is the fuel. I feel it racing through me. Nothing can stop me. I am powerful and invincible and eternal.

Bent at the waist, I shove my shoulder into the doors, and they squeak across the floor as their seals break. I breathe clean air and stand up straighter. I am there. I made it.

But I am not alone.

"Don't move," David says, raising his gun. "Hello, Tris. How did you inoculate yourself from the death serum?" He is still in a wheelchair but you don't have to be standing to fire a gun.

I blink at him, still dazed.

"I didn't" I say.

"Don't be stupid, of course you did. You can't survive the death serum without an inoculation, and im the only one in the compound who possesses that substance."

I just stare at him, not sure what to say. I didn't inoculate myself.

"I guess it no longer matters." He says. "We're here now."

"What are you doing here," I mumble.

"I knew something was going on." David says. "You've been running around with genetically damaged people all week, Tris, did you think I wouldn't notice and then your friend Cara was caught trying to manipulate the lights, but she very wisely knocked herself out before she could tell us anything. So I came here, just in case, I'm sad to say I'm not surprised to see you."

"You came here alone?" I say. "Not very smart, are you?"

He squints a little. "Yeah well, you see, I have a weapon and death serum resistance, and you have no way to fight back. You can't steal four virus devices while I have you at gunpoint. I'm afraid you came all this way… for no reason. The death serum might not have killed you, but I am going to. I can't have you surviving this."

He thinks I'm here to steal the weapons that will reset the experiments, not deploy one of them. Of course he does.

I search for the device that will release memory serum. I was there when Mathew described it to Caleb in painstaking detail earlier: a black box with a silver keypad, marked with a strip of blue tape with a model number written on it. It is one of the only items on the counter along the left wall, just a few feet away from me. But I can't move, or David kill me.

I'll have to wait for the right moment, then do it quickly.

"Did you love her?" I say. "All those years she was sending you correspondence… the reason you never wanted her to stay there… the reason you told her you couldn't read her updates anymore, after she married my father…"

After he realized who I was talking about we quickly turned his head away from me. He sat still, like a statue, like a man of stone.

"I did." He says. "But that time is past."

That must be why he welcomed me into his circle of trust, why he gave me so many opportunities. Because I am a piece of her, wearing her hair and speaking with her voice. Because he has spent his entire life grasping her and coming up with nothing.

I hear footsteps in the hall, the soldiers are coming. Good-I need them to. I need them to be exposed to the airborne serum, to pass it on to the rest of the compound. I hope the death serum has cleared from the air.

"My mother wasn't a fool," I say. "She just understood something you didn't. That's it's not sacrifice if it's someone else's life you are giving away. It's just evil. She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done with love, not misplaced disgust for another person's genetics. That is should be done from necessity, not without exhausting all other options. That is should be done for people who need your strength because they don't have enough of their own. That's why I need to stop you from 'sacrificing' all those people and their memories. Why I need to rid the world of you once and for all."

I shake my head.

"I didn't come here to steal anything, David"

In that moment I back up slowly, before he can respond I twist and lunge toward the device.

The gun goes off.

So much Pain.

The gun goes off again.

Even more pain.

But how, when my body feels so numb?

I start to fall, and slam my hand onto the keypad on my way down. A light turns on behind the green button.

I hear a beep.

"TRIS," I slowly turn my head to the familiar voice. I see Caleb who is now holding a bloody knife and I also see David on the floor, breathless, lifeless.

The death serum must be gone now, since my brother is standing behind me after killing David.

I slide to the floor. I feel something warm on my neck, and under my cheek. Red.

I hear Caleb's voice, as he screams all I can hear is whispers.

What is he saying?

I try to look at his face. My hand is holding my left arm, I can barely feel the grip.

My vision starts to blur. I can barely see Caleb next to me yelling. I can't hear him but I see his blurry figure, his mouth wide open, yelling, but I can't make out the words. The corners of my vision start to blacken. I become ever more numb.

I can't focus on Caleb. I can barely feel his tight small hands gripping me, shaking me.

I turn to look at David who is also blurry. Behind him I see someone walking towards me. I can see her clearly, everything around her is blurry, and she comes closer. My mother, she is dressed in the same clothing she wore the last time I saw her. Abnegation grey, stained with her blood, with bare arms to show her tattoo. There are still bullet holes in her shirt; through them I can see her wounded skin, red but no longer bleeding, like she is frozen in time. Her dull blonde hair is tied in the back in a knot, but a few loose strands frame her face in gold.

I know she can't be alive, but I don't know if I'm seeing her now because I'm delirious from the blood loss or if the death serum has addled my thoughts or if she is here in some other way.

In the corner of my eye I still see the blurry figure of Caleb crying and shaking me. He puts two fingers on my throat. His hands are cold I can barely feel them. He starts throwing things and stabbing David again and again. His hands are shaking and he touches my face one last time before he runs out of the room. He is screaming down the hall but I can't make out what he is saying.

I turn to look at my mother as she touches her hand to my stomach. "Hello Beatrice," she says, and smiles.

"Am I done yet?" I say, I am not sure if I actually say it or if I just think it and she hears it.

"I must go Beatrice, I came to greet you. I will see you soon." She says. Before I can grab her and beg her not to leave me here bleeding on the floor, she is gone.

I turn my attention to the doors. My vision blackens even more. I can only slightly see but even that doesn't do any good, everything is blurry.

I know what is happening, I am dying.

If I am not already dead.

Why can I see? I feel numb, and dizzy. I just lie there; I can't move any part of my body. Around me all I can feel is water, not water, blood. I can barely feel it.

Then I remember Tobias, I need him. I need him to come and pick my body off the floor and pull me into his arms. I want to feel his strong grip. I need to feel his lips on mine, I need to feel his kiss. I need him. I need to live.

I see a figure appear from the corner of the hall and then another figure appears and another and another…

Tobias

We drive past the fences and stop by the front doors, which are no longer manned by guards. We get out, and I know that Caleb must have succeeded because there is no one in sight. That can only mean that they have been reset, their memories forever altered.

"Where is everyone?" Amar says.

We walk through the abandoned security checkpoint without stopping. On the other side, I see Cara. The side of her face is badly bruised, and there's a bandage on her head, but that's not what concerns me. What concerns me is the troubled look on her face.

"WHAT?" I ask. "What is it?"

Cara shakes her head, and looks up at me with tears in her eyes.

"…where is Tris? CARA WHERE IS TRIS?" I am now yelling.

"I'm sorry, Tobias."

"Sorry about what?" Christina says roughly. "Tell us what happened."

"Tris went into the weapons lap instead of Caleb," Cara says. "She survived the death serum, and set off the memory serum, but she… she was shot. And she didn't survive. I'm so sorry."

I break down. Most of the time I can tell when a person is lying, and this must be a lie, because Tris is alive. "TRIS IS ALIVE, SHE ISNT DEAD. SHE CAN'T LEAVE ME, SHE WOULDN'T." I am screaming now. I need to find Tris, she wouldn't leave me, she wouldn't. I need to hold her, and tell her I love her.

Tears stream down my face. I try to rub them off with my sleeve but they keep coming. I can't breathe. I just collapse onto the ground. I sit there, screaming for Tris. I can't live without her,

I can't.

I hear Christina crying; "No" she keeps repeating.

Its then that I realize of course Tris would go in the weapons lab instead of Caleb, of course she would.

I'm still sitting on the ground. I just put my hands over my face. I can't stop the tears from coming. She was the reason I was still in dauntless without her I have nothing to fight for. I need her.

I see a figure running towards us.

Caleb.

He is also crying and he has a bloody knife gripped in his shaking hand. "s-s-she… s-she is… done… d-dead." I wipe the water from my eyes, which is no use because my eyes just fill with more water. I stand and slowly walk towards Caleb almost falling because of how dizzy I am. I lift my fist and punch him in the jaw. He fumbles and falls. Before I can punch him again he says "stop! I came because she told me to tell you something… she said to tell you that if s-she didn't survive t-t-that she didn't want t-to leave you."

I just start shaking and fall to the ground letting out a cry. "Then WHY DID SHE?" I yell at him. "YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD… not her…" I mumble quietly not wanting to accept it.

He just stands and wipes the blood on his jaw and the water from his eyes. He left the bloody knife on the ground.

"Where is she?" I say shakily in between cries.

"Follow," is all that Caleb can manage to say.

Tell me how you guys enjoyed chapter one! i will be updating very soon. chapter 2 should be up by tonight