Hey guys . . . I know I should be working on Silver Skies or He's Asleep or the Infernal Girl . . . but I had this idea, and I asked The-Bawss5 agreed, so. Toby belongs to her; he's in her story Is Anybody Out There?. Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth. Thanks for reading, and review, lovelies. This story is to everyone beaten down with a dream: you'll be the greatest. Never give up.
Yeah, You Could Be The Greatest
You Could Be The Best
You Could Be The King Kong
Banging' On Your Chest
I don't really remember when I started playing soccer. Mom says it's been forever. She always said I'd be one of the greatest. That I'd be at the top of the list.
You Can Beat The World
You Can Beat The War
You Can Talk To God,
Go Bangin' On His Door
I had. I had won. I'd won soccer, I'd won life. But I can't cheat death.
You Can Throw Your Hands Up
You Can Be The Clock
"Is it time yet?" I heard Amber whispering in my mind, again, quietly as if not to disturb me. "Is he . . . is it time yet?"
I heard Cara pause; I heard her let out an almost inaudible "no," and I heard Amber's tears spill over.
"What, you're just going to let him suffer?!" Amber yelled, and I heard Cassandra make a noise of protest, by my wife's knee.
"Now you want him to die?!" Cara—ever ill-tempered—yelled back.
Cortana began to cry. I could almost see Cassie and Corie hugging.
"NO!" Her voice shook with power. "I want him to rest. He's SUFFERING. It's not nessacery, he's not going to wake up, Cara!"
You Can Move A Mountain
You Can Break Rocks
She was right, Amber. I really never did wake up, after I cracked my head open on a rock jumping off the cliff into the ocean like I did every year. Yep. That was me. Ever-dauntless.
You Can Be A Master
Don't Wait For Luck
Dedicate Yourself
And You Can Find Yourself
Standing In The Hall Of Fame
And The World's Gonna Know Your Name
I always told Cassie and Corie to dedicate themselves. To never give up, never wait for anyone or anything else.
And they'd win, like I did.
And You'll Be On The Walls
In The Hall
Of Fame
But I wasn't stupid: I knew it'd be hard.
You Could Go The Distance
You Could Run The Mile
You Could Walk Straight Through Hell With A Smile
I knew it'd be a shitty thousand miles, but he also knew they could do it: With Cassie's hardheaded determination, and Corie's dedication to standing up for what she believed in, and they would be unstopable.
You Could Be The Hero
You Could Get The Gold
Breaking All The Records They Thought Never Could Be Broke
Cassie's choice was track, and Corie's was gymnastics. They'd both already won a few medals, at fourteen and twelve.
Do It For Your People
Do It For Your Pride
Never Gonna Know If You Never Even Try
Do It For You Country
Do It For Your name
'Cause There's Gonna Be A Day
When You're
Standin' In The Hall A Fame
And The World's Gonna Know Your Name
He'd had dreams—actual dreams—sometimes, that, Cassie and Corie didn't believe I'd had, where the news was talking about them, the world.
'Cause You Burn With The Brightest Flame
And The World's
Gonna Know
Your Name
And You'll Be On The Walls
In The Hall A Fame
Sometimes, if I concentrated, I could picture Amber and the kids, Cassie's red hair and Corie's brown, and Amber with graying hair, all of them older, in a masion.
Be A Champion . . .
I could hear the crowd shouting for them, outside, now.
Be A Champion . . .
Be A Champion . . .
Be A Champion . . .
On The Walls Of The Hall Of Fame
I knew how they felt, too. They'd be shells. They'd just be. I knew, because that was how I was when my mom was murdered.
Be Students,
Be Teachers,
Be Politicians,
Be Preachers.
Be Believers,
Be Leaders,
Be Astronauts,
Be Champions,
Be Truth Seekers,
Be Students,
Be Teachers,
Be Politicians,
Be Preachers.
Be Believers,
Be Leaders,
Be Astronauts,
Be Champions
I could remember them all, my aunt Chris, and uncle Will, mom—Tris—and dad—Tobias—and all the others, Marlene and Uriah, and Zeke and Shauna. We all swore to mom that we'd punch a couple angels in the face if the oppourtunity came, when it did.
We were dauntless, all of us.
We were champions.
Standin' In The Hall Of Fame
And The World's Gonna Know Your Name
'Cause You Burn
With The Brightest Flame
And The World's Gonna Know Your Name
And You'll Be On The Walls In The Hall A Fame
I sigh, and lean back against the wall, thinking of my family.
They would be champions.
You Can Be A Champion
You Could Be The Greatest
You Can Be A Champion
You Can Be The Best
You Can Be A Champion
You Can Be The King Kong
Banging On Your Chest
You Can Be A Champion
You Can Beat The World
You Can Be A Champion
You Could Beat The War
You Can Be A Champion
You Could Talk To God
Go Bangin' On His Door
Cassandra, the runner.
Be A Champion
You Can Throw Your Hands Up
Be A Champion
You Can Beat The Clock
Be A Champion
You Can Move A Mountain
Be A Champion
You Can Break Rocks
Cortana, the gymnastic prodigy.
Be A Champion
You Can Be A Master
Be A Champion
Don't Wait For Luck
Be A Champion
Dedicate Yourself And You Gonna Find Yourself
Be A Champion
Amber, just perfect.
Standing In The Hall A Fame.
And me, the dead husband, father, and friend.
Famous soccer player.
Toby.