A/N

This is my first FanFic so if it sucks i apologize. The story follows a young man named Dean and his friends, I'm not quite sure if I'm doing just initiation or not. Tell what you guys think ^_^

I DO NOT OWN DIVERGENT, JUST THE CHARACTERS AND PLOT IN THIS STORY.

Chapter One: Choosing Day

My eyes remain shut although I'm awake. Maybe if I pretend that I'm asleep I won't have to choose my fate. I hear quick footsteps climbing the stairs and my door being pushed open.

"DEAN! WAKE UP!" My little sister Diana screams as she jumps onto my bed and starts jumping.

I pull the pillow over my head and sigh into it. "Stop jumping, please."

She plops down and giggles. She's only nine years old, but I swear she's had way too much amity bread.

"You know what today is?" she asks, but answers herself. "It's choosing day, you need to get up so you can show mommy and daddy that you're staying with us!"

I feel a lump in my throat and try to clear it away. I'm not staying here.

I sit up and look at her. "Please get out of my room."

She rolls her eyes and walks out, closing the door behind her.

How do they expect me to stay in Amity? I'm not a peaceful person. After learning that the Amity drugs (peace serum) their bread a year ago, I haven't eaten it. These lunatics walk around planting trees and singing cheery songs. I've had to sneak my music, the good music, since I found out what good music was. My test told me I was fit for Dauntless and that's where I'll go. Anywhere is better than here, honestly. Fucking tree huggers.

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We're standing in large room, all the teenagers choosing and their parents. The room looks like it could go on for miles but my depth perception is shit when I'm freaking out. My hands are shaking and sweaty. I try to wipe them off on my brown pants, but that only works for a second. I'm pretty sure they're dripping, actually. Maybe everyone won't mind taking a swim in my sweat.

The choosing building is in the center of the Abnegation compound, as it's also the place they hold trials and meetings. Everything is gray and bland, the Abnegation pride themselves on selflessness. I wonder if the enjoy being so colorless, or if deep down they're chanting "LET ME OUT OF HERE. NO, SCREW YOU, I DONT HAVE MILK FOR YOU!" eh... probably not.

But then again, I guess on the color spectrum, Dauntless isn't that much better. They all wear mostly black. Now and again you'll see dark shades of red or blue, but that's it. The Dauntless are fearless, though. They're brave and selfish, they are the warriors. And they sure as hell aren't peaceful warriors, at that.

Marcus, a leader of Abnegation, has all of the teenagers choosing get in a line in alphabetical order. I stand beside some Erudite boy with short, black hair like mine, and an Abnegation girl with a red face. She's just as nervous as I am. I wonder if she's leaving her family like I am. I hear Marcus babbling on about the faction system and it pulls me out of thought.

Marcus stands at a concrete podium and smiles. "Welcome to the choosing ceremony. Welcome to the day we honor the democratic philosophy of our ancestors, which tells us that every man has the right to choose his own way in this world." the factions cheer, all but Abnegation- that would be too self indulgent. The crowd hushes and Marcus continues. "Our dependents are now sixteen. They stand on the precipice of adulthood, and now it is up to them to decide what kind of people they will be." I watch him as he walks to the 5 bowls in front of us and continues. I zone out as he talks, staring at the Dauntless bowl.

Before I realize it, he's done talking. The Erudite boy beside me is called to make his choice. He seems so cool and collected, he knows where he's going. He stands in front of the bowls. Each bowl contains something to represent a faction: gray stones for Abnegation, water for Erudite, dirt for Amity, lit coals for Dauntless, and glass for Candor.

The boy picks up the knife and cuts into his palm. I watch as his eyes steady on Candor and he takes off his glasses. Slowly, he allows drops of blood to drip onto the glass and walks off to join his new faction. I guess he decided that being truthful was more important than being a smart ass.

"Dean Canton." Marcus calls out.

I walk to the bowls, my hands are still shaking and sweaty as I pick up the knife. I scan over the bowls and smile to myself as I find Dauntless. Slowly and shakily I cut into my palm and drop blood into the coals. They sizzle as if to say "welcome". The Dauntless faction yells and whistles when I join them, we sit and wait for more to join us.

The ceremony drones on and on, most of the Amity stay with their families. I guess they like the drugged bread. By the end of the ceremony we had gained quite a few initiates, including Zach, who has been my only friend in Amity. We had discussed choosing Dauntless when we were younger, but I figured he would change his mind, although he is quite the risk taker.

As we all file out, we're screaming, cheering, and clapping, the way that all Dauntless do. They lead us to the tracks. A Candor boy named Alan is at the front of the pack. You can tell that he's been jumping trains in secret. We hear the train start coming down the tracks, the whistle blowing and the rails are vibrating loudly. As the train starts passing by us, we all break into a sprint, the first on the train is the Candor boy. He makes it on with ease. Then comes my turn, I grab a handle and pull myself up. Looking behind me I see a girl from Abnegation. She's small with shoulder length brown hair. She can't quite reach the bar to pull herself up so I hold out my hand and she grabs it. I pull her up onto the car and she smiles.

"Thank you. These goddamn trains aren't small person approved!" she giggles and I smile. "I'm Ava," she shakes my hand.

"Dean." I say, watching her eyes. They're a piercing green that smile at me when she does.

"Amity?" she asks and I nod. "Abnegation."

I laugh. "I know a stiff when I see one." she glares at me jokingly.