This is my first Divergent fanfiction so I'm sorry if the characters are OOC. There was no war in Divergent and both Reyna and Octavian were sacrificed to Gaea. The seven plus Nico won anyways because they are that awesome. And thank you to my beta reader Prunella7
Disclaimer: I am not 21 and not a dude so I cannot be Rick Riordan or Veronica Roth.
Tris POV
Its choosing day and Tobias and I are training the transfer initiates this year. Tobias woke me when he walked into my apartment with a cup of coffee. "The initiates are going to be at the net in thirty minutes. Get up," He said as he pecked my lips and gave me my coffee. He left and I hopped in the shower, dried off, and put on black skinny jeans, black sneakers and a black cut out V-neck that showed off my tattoos. I met Tobias at the net just as thunder boomed and lightning flashed across the sky on the clear sunny day, and two people jumped off the building. Two?
When they landed in the net, I didn't recognize them; transfers. The boy had ink black, wind-swept hair and bright but swirling sea green eyes that looked like the ocean on a stormy day. Like he couldn't be restrained. But they held a happy glow to them all the same. He was tall and more muscular than any Dauntless I'd ever seen. The girl had long, honey blonde, curly hair opposed to my short, dull, blonde, straight hair. She had big grey eyes that looked like they were swirling clouds during a storm. She looked like she was trying to calculate a way to take you down in a fight; she'd settle well in Dauntless. She was lean but muscular; you could see her muscles rippling in her thighs and calves as she swung herself out of the net.
"What's your name? Choose carefully, you only get to choose once," I told them, smiling slightly, remembering how similar it was to what Tobias told me.
"Percy," The boy said.
"Annabeth," The girl replied and I saw them holding hands. So that's why they jumped together. I found it weird, seeing as she was wearing a grey shirt, obviously indicating Abnegation, and he was wearing a blue shirt, meaning he was Erudite. I let it slide for the moment as the other transfers jumped. Nine in total. Percy and Nick from Erudite, Elisha, Nate, Andrea and Dom from Candor, Sam and Tasha from Amity, and Annabeth from Abnegation. I found her and Percy very odd. He had a goofy but not very bright aura about him that didn't fit in with Erudite. She had a cold, brave, and intelligent aura about her that didn't fit in with Abnegation. But both of them seemed loyal, proud, and on the edge, like they were waiting for someone to attack them. They didn't seem to fit into any faction. I decided to keep an eye on them, just in case I had to change some simulation results later on.
"This is the Pit, and over here is the chasm." Tobias and I were showing the initiates around, and I noticed Percy and Annabeth tense up when I said chasm. But after I explained about the river, Percy smiled and Annabeth punched him in the shoulder. They both seemed less on edge after that, but sat alone at lunch.
"Hey," I said as Tobias and I sat down for lunch with Christina, Will, Uriah, and Marlene. I grabbed a burger and a piece of Dauntless cake.
"Are those your initiates?" Uriah asked, a little scattered. He was gesturing to the odd couple sitting alone.
"Yeah, why?" His uneasiness worried me. Anything or one that could make Uriah act like that would have to be pretty scary.
"What are their names?" he asked, getting a little pale.
"Percy and Annabeth." I said, and he paled even more. He muttered something along the lines of "oh gods, this is bad, oh gods, who screwed up this time?" and ran out of the hall, bumping into people and tripping. For once the whole hall was silent. Uriah never acted like this; if someone could scare him like this, it was serious. I looked over at Percy and Annabeth just in time to see them share a look. They started speaking quietly. I tried to make out the words, but couldn't make out anything, even though I should be able to, this close to them. Wait, were they... speaking another language?! I turned to Tobias and I knew he was wondering the same thing. Definitely keeping an eye on those two. But possible Divergent or not, we finished lunch and met the initiates at the training room.
"I'm Four and this is Six. We will be your instructors for the next two weeks," Four said with his instructor voice. No one made any smart mouth comments as my initiate class had. He continued, "There will be three stages of initiation. The first is physical; you will be learning how to shoot a gun, throw a knife, and hand to hand combat. The second is emotional. The third is mental. Today you are learning to shoot a gun. Grab one and pick a target." Everyone scrambled into place. I walked around and corrected a few people's positions as they shot, and saw at least one bullet in each target except for one. Percy's. Ironically, Annabeth had hit the bull's eye several times.
"Seaweed Brain, it's easier than archery. You should at least be able to hit the target somewhere," Annabeth told him, I found the nickname weird, but I left it alone.
"Hey, you know how bad I am at archery. I can only hit a target when I'm throwing knives!" I thought it was funny, how he defended and degraded himself at the same time. I was about to go over to him, but Tobias beat me to it.
Tobias POV
After the scene in the cafeteria I kept an eye on Percy and Annabeth. She didn't fit how Stiffs look. She was tall with big, noticeable features like bright blonde hair and big grey eyes, whereas Stiffs usually had dull blonde or brown hair and smallish features. She was muscular too, which was odd. But Percy was the weirdest. The Erudite were usually small, lanky, and nerdy, but he was tall and more muscular than anyone I had ever seen, without being overly obvious. His eyes were a color unheard of and changed with his mood; when he got angry or frustrated they swirled and darkened, like when he was trying to shoot at the target. When he was happy they were bright, like waves on a nice sunny day. They were like that when he looked at Annabeth. Unlike him, she had hit the center of the target every time. He missed yet again and let out a groan of frustration, putting his arms down.
"Arms up and shoot," I said, back into my tough instructor mode.
"I can't aim worth a damn. Give me a second."
I was about to lay into him, but Eric choose that moment to walk in. Immediately, he descended on Percy. "Hey kid, what's your name?" He asked, looking him up and down. I knew he felt threatened by the height and muscle difference, but he hid it with malice in his eyes.
"Percy."
"Well, Percy, pick up the gun and shoot," Eric barked, and Percy reluctantly picked his arms up. He put his feet a hip distance apart, closed one eye, aimed, and shot. He hit the target to the left of him and a girl, I think her name was Elisha, jumped and let out a small surprised squeal. "Again. And this time hit your own target!" Eric sarcastically spat out. By now, the whole arena was listening, taking as long as they could to aim so they can hear the conversation.
"No," Percy said, turning to Eric. He had to look down at him slightly.
"I said shoot!"
"And I said no. I can't hit it and I've accepted it. You should too." Percy said angrily. I could see his eyes swirling.
"I am a Dauntless leader, I said shoot and you will shoot!" Percy stepped forward, but Annabeth put her hand on his chest and he stopped.
"It's not worth it," she murmured to him. All the same, he didn't raise his gun again.
"Pick it up and shoot!" Eric yelled. Percy leaned close to him and said quietly, "Don't push me or I will snap you in half."
"Was that a threat?"
"No. It was a warning. I have a short temper, and I can't promise I can control it or my actions." I could see Percy's muscles tensing and flexing as he restrained himself.
"Percy," Annabeth warned, nervously looking at the corner of the room. I followed her gaze to the sink. It was about to burst but the handles hadn't been turned.
"Here in Dauntless, we don't back down from fights. It's an act of cowardice." Eric spat at Annabeth.
Annabeth POV
First Chiron sent me and Percy into the future Chicago to scope out for half-bloods, to bring them to the outside world and keep them safe. He said that this world was dangerous to them. Normal people were stripped of individualism and eventually everyone just acted how they were expected to. But the demigods acted different; most people here fit into one faction, Candor for the honest, Dauntless for the brave, Erudite for the intelligent, Amity for the peaceful, or Abnegation for the selfless. But the demigods fit into two or more factions, since they had the blood of their parents in one faction, stripped of a normal personality, and the blood of the unpredictable gods, who had several different forms and personalities, giving the demigods more diverse personalities than the people here. The demigods were called Divergent here, and many leaders wanted them dead because they couldn't be controlled like most people; they could be both intelligent and brave, making them a possible rebellion force. He told us that the Dauntless initiates have recently had a higher percentage of demigods than other factions; the demigods who choose Dauntless were in more danger because they were more powerful, making them braver. I thought this would be a tough, but interesting quest, and Dauntless was okay until that sorry excuse for a leader started yelling at Percy.
"Percy, control yourself," I said, nervously looking at the sink that was about to burst.
"Here in Dauntless, we don't back down from fights. It's an act of cowardice," Eric spat at me. Enough was enough. I was a daughter of Athena after all, and I knew the difference between cowardice and sensible choices.
"Backing down from a bully trying to make you do something isn't an act of cowardice. An act of cowardice is not saving someone you could have; cowardice is when you bully someone because you're afraid of them. You probably don't know this, but courage is facing something that scares you, or having strength in the face of pain and grief. If you make one more comment about Percy's 'cowardice' or his aim, I won't stop him from breaking every bone in your body." I was fed up. It wasn't the most logical way to make him back down, but it was effective. At least, I thought it was, until Eric's expression turned into a malicious smile.
"What's your name?" he asked. His expression was pure malice; I wasn't even sure how to describe it. It was both evil and crazy.
"It's Annabeth, not Annie, not Annabel. Annabeth." I made sure he could hear the disgust in my voice.
"Everyone come with me! Annabeth here has just volunteered to hang off the railing over the chasm," Eric called out. I glared at him with all my force; he flinched slightly but didn't back down, and I have to give him credit for that; not many people have that small of a reaction when I glare. It's a trait I'm very proud of. I didn't protest; I knew it wouldn't do any good. Before he did anything stupid I gave Percy a look, reminding him that the instructors were already watching us. Fighting Eric now would just make it worse. I was glad to see some worried expressions among the other initiates; it showed some possible demigods. We all followed Eric to the chasm, passing several Dauntless members. They seemed to know what was happening. Must be a tradition.
"Hang off the side of the railing for five minutes. If you don't fall, then you continue initiation. If you do fall, there won't be anything left of you to continue." I calmly swung my legs over the railing and held on tight, one palm facing me and the other facing away. I let my feet drop and the timer started. For the first minute I was fine, but then the waves started slamming into my back and pushed me against the hard stone. I felt a step of water harden underneath my feet; Percy. He had a the look of concentration he wore when he controlled water on his face. I gave him a look that said 'stop with the water, I'm okay' and the step disappeared. I actually took a second to look around at the other initiates. Elisha was tall, almost 6 feet, had dark, chocolate skin, and almost black, straight hair. She had a slightly deeper voice, but it was always upbeat and happy. Nick was tall and lanky with brown hair and brown eyes; he had an aura of a descendant of Athena, but more of a mortal version; like he thirsted for knowledge, but loved the thrill of danger. Nate was shorter, maybe about an inch or two shorter than me, and stocky, like Frank's build but still shorter. He had bright blue eyes and sandy blond hair. He held himself proudly, but he was scared, afraid he couldn't make it into Dauntless. Something else was there; I just couldn't determine what it was. Andrea had dark hair, hazel eyes; she was questioning, and could make anyone laugh. Dom was about an inch shorter than Percy with green eyes and blond hair, and he was very closed off. Sam was short with brown hair and brown eyes. He always joked around and had a smile on his face, despite what could happen. Tasha had dark skin and dark hair, with big grey eyes. Like Elisha she was very tall. She was closed off but also very open. The instructors, Four and Six, seemed to be tough, but I could see the layer of softness underneath. Another wave crashed on my back and I felt the water step form again. I shot Percy an annoyed look and he stopped. This was easier than I thought it would be. Once again I looked at Four, Six, and Eric; they looked amazed. Eric also looked mad, but Four and Six looked...almost like they pitied me. Weird.
I was cut out of my thoughts when Elisha yelled,
"Times up, it's been five minutes!" Percy immediately helped me over the ledge.
"Are you okay?" Percy asked.
I had to make sure he stayed calm. With all this water around, he could easily blow our cover.
I whispered so only he could hear me. "I'm fine. Easier than climbing the rock wall back at camp anyway." He smirked, but also looked a little sad; we both missed home.