I wake up in the middle of a giant field. I said giant, not endless. I have no idea where I am or even who I am. I feel scared. I look in the pockets of my clothes searching for anything that could tell me what my name is or where I am from. Nothing. This better could not be a sick joke from a friend, but then the question: Who are my friends? I know nothing, not even the tiniest fact about myself. I notice a stitched wound in my side but as I touch it a feeling of pain spreads over my body forcing me to sit down and orient myself before I go looking for help.

Am I close to my home?

I look at the ravens tattooed on my chests. I have no idea where they stand for nor why I have them. You don't just have a tattoo when it doesn't mean anything do you? The feeling of not knowing anything makes me feel desperate.

Maybe my name is Raven. Maybe I had that tattooed on me because I must never forgot who I am. I feel satisfied thinking about that. My name must be Raven. A small smile escapes from my mouth. Big enough to give me some courage.

I look around searching for something that could direct me to a place with answers. I spot a church in the distance rising above the trees. I need to go there and look for answers. My instinct says it's the only way to find them.

I take a deep breath and stand up. I feel the pain but I try to ignore it even though it almost makes me faint. Stay strong girl.

It took me a hour to get into the small town. It would have only taken me 30 minutes if I didn't feel this weak. I look around searching for anything familiar or someone that could help me. But nothing looks familiar, not the people, not the buildings. Some people walk around carrying bags with food and other supplies but most just sit down enjoying the sun while talking with each other. It looks peaceful. I sigh.

'Hey can I help you? ' I turn around to see a dark haired boy, he must be somewhere around the 18. I can't be completely sure. He looks polite and honest. His eyes say he really wants to help me and he isn't just saying it to be polite.

'You don't look good. Are you ill?' I don't know, I answer. I place my hand on the stitched wound. I can't help wondering where it came from. I am pretty sure it must be a gun wound. What else would make a wound like that? Maybe there is something wrong it. It doesn't bleed but it's still recovering.

'Where are you from? I have never seen you around before.' My hope fades away. I am not from here.

'I don't know,' I say again.

'Is there anything you do know?' He asks concerned. 'What's your name?' I shrug.

'I believe it's... Raven,' I say suddenly more sure. 'Where am I?'

'I am Christopher. You are in a little town just outside New Berlin. How come you don't know anything?'

'All I remember is waking up in a field not far from here. I thought I lived here.'

'Can't be,' he says 'The town is small. I would have seen you around.' I sigh. No answers here.

Suddenly the dizzy feelings come back. I have the feeling that I might faint and I try to focus on Christopher's eyes to control the dizziness. But it isn't helping. I fall but Christopher catches me before everything turns black and I drift away.

I look out over a city. It's much bigger than the one I was just visiting. Did I really leave that quick? It feels like I am falling asleep. I must be tired from travelling so much. My eyes have its own will and close several times. I force them to stay open so I can look around. I can see a boy. His back is covered by one tattoo. But other than that I see nothing. I try to recognize the symbols but I can't find a connection, it doesn't make sense. I kiss him but I can't decide whether I like it or not. This is just a dream. Dreams are made up by the brain to process events of the day. This isn't real, I tell myself.

Okay so first chapter. Makes me really nervous somehow. But I guess that's because it might screw up the ending of Allegiant. I am going to try to keep the characters as identical as possible. I am very stoked to write my first Divergent inspired story. I would love to hear what you think. Excuse me for my poor grammar sometimes. I double checked it on spelling errors but you will see, there are always mistakes I missed -_-