"This again Coulter?" She said as he showed up for the second time this week on her doorstep. He rolled his eyes at her as she held a playful smirk on her lips.
Before she knew it, his muscular arms were grabbing her around her waist and pulling her into the apartment with the door swiftly shutting behind them.
"I think you'd better stop." She warned her green orbs melting into his. He growled at her as his arms gripped harder, lifting her off the ground as he carried her to the couch. She obliged but only for a minute. She was kicking at him, debating to even kick him in the crotch even though that would be lethal. He would regret killing her though. He didn't have the balls to go that far with her. He pinned her arms above her head.
"Who do you think you are? Fucking showing me up again like that, Camille. I should throw you in the chasm." He warned inches away from her face. It was never romantic he'd just come to physically threaten her each time she made an ass of him in front of the leaders. It was becoming quite an occurrence and she laughed at the angered man above her causing him to furrow his brows at the mad woman before him.
He got off of her and angrily pounced out the door. Leaving no effect per usual. She was the adversary to all his requests. Shooting them down in front of the Dauntless leaders like they were nothing.
Her official title was a strategist for Dauntless but her real job was to be a fixer to their messes. She covered up suspicions deaths, made official remarks to the papers; she was at the leaders beckon. She was respected and feared amongst the leaders. She could either help you or even cover up your death.
She also did strategize to keep up her appearances for Dauntless proposing and making plans for the warrior faction to carry out. She particularly budded heads with their new youngest leader, Eric, knowing how he got the job she liked to ruffle his feathers.
She was two years older and was offered the position after their previous fixer, her mentor was killed after her initiation. Perhaps Cooper did it so she could have his throne, he was becoming an elder anyway. She was the queen now.
Her looks were piercing which added to her threatening aurora. Ice green eyes, long jet-black hair, and pale ice skin. She constantly was hit on, most not knowing her true position or caring that she had a boyfriend.
Camille headed to the dining hall. Perturbed at the new initiates who seemed to gather all the food like squirrels. Her ranks were high enough that she could sit at the leaders tables on the balcony but she never wanted anyone to know why she truly was up there. They'd probably think she'd slept her way there anyway. She chose to sit next to Four knowing he wouldn't say much she decided to make light conversation.
"How's training going?" She asked him as she placed food on her plate from the trays in front of her.
He groaned, "He's making it unbearable. Half of them are going to be dead by the end of it."
She laughs, "What else did you expect from someone as ruthless as him? He's just gotta stick his nose in your business all the time, literally."
It wasn't a secret that Four and Eric hated each other. Eric's poor ego was hurt when he came in second to Four, something Camille still finds humorous to this day.
"You have to watch him." Max told her as the final rankings were posted.
"He's a big boy he can handle it." Max looked at her strangely. She was already excusing him and Max knew he had to get his point across.
"Cami, he would burn this place down if it wasn't made of stone."
She rolled her eyes not wanting to fix this mess or even poke at it with a stick. "Eric Coulter, former Erudite so lethal...blah, blah, blah. I got it. I'll watch him." She was able to get smart with Max and get away with it.
She went to leave before Max warned her how dangerous he could be.
"I get it Max. If I see him with a match I'll let you know."
She was following him when he got into the weapons room, which he shouldn't have access to yet. Of course he was going to be fucking trouble. She waited for him to come out with her arms crossed over her chest annoyed that she literally had been sent on a baby sitting mission. Hadn't she proven her worth enough?
He didn't know what hit him when she grabbed him and shoved him to the wall before pulling a gun out of the back of his pants.
She held it up in front of him as she kept one hand on his chest to hold him back. To say he was surprised was an understatement he'd never let a woman handle him like that.
"New initiates weren't assigned guns yet. So what the fuck are you doing stealing one? Planning to kill Four since he ranked first?"
He looked at her with wide eyes as if she had exposed him. He wasn't expecting her to be so blunt with her words as well as her actions. He wasn't going to kill Four with the gun, yet. He also was wondering if he should fight for it back the woman in front of him he had no idea who she was. That's because she's Dauntless best kept secret.
"Who are you?" He questioned which caused her to smile at him.
"Camille." There wasn't any point in hiding her name. She laughed to herself as the Erudite curiosity still lingered through Eric.
"I haven't seen you around." He so plainly put that it made her laugh in his face.
"That's probably a good thing. I lurk in the shadows for a reason." She let off of him finally with the gun still in her hand. He crossed his arms like a pouting child making her laugh more.
"What the fuck is so funny?" He asked pissed that she thought he was funny.
"One day you'll see it." And she walked away leaving him confused.
"You!" She yelled at the assailant who was now running. It was 4AM when she was alerted that there had been a murder and they knew who the killer was. Now here she was running after them. Jumping down flights of stairs instead of running them with adrenaline coursing through her body.
"Fuck!" The woman screamed when she realized Camille had her cornered. The gun went off as the body dropped leaving her to reach for her phone.
"Dearest Max, prepare a body bag. I got her."
She didn't usually kill, but in a chase like this and under the circumstances, it was her duty. Fixing was quite the multifunctional word along side being a Dauntless solider. Murders happened quite often at Dauntless and she covered them up otherwise the other factions would think Dauntless had gone mad.
She was in Max's office when he burst through the door this time.
"You've been here for two hours and I don't have the patience anymore. Max it's important." He said pissed as ever as Camille just smiled at him innocently.
"If it's so important son say it." Max said annoyed that the young leader had the audacity to bust into his office.
"Camille." Eric said to dismiss her. She dramatically put her hand to her chest as in to question if he meant her, "I'm not going anywhere." He looked to Max as he raised his eyebrow for him to continue.
"Four seems to be involved with an initiate." He says and she almost laugh out loud thinking how innocent Four is that he's probably never had his dick touched by a girl.
"Who?" Max questioned.
"The other Stiff," Eric says like it's a dumb thing to ask.
Max rolls his eyes and rubs his hands across his face. "They're fellow former Stiffs they probably know each other. Let it go. Now get the fuck out of my office."
Eric looks to her before he leaves and Max now looks to her. "Add that to your list. That seems simple enough for you to start with anyway then head over to the other tasks please."
"Yes sir." She begins to leave thinking she's dismissed, "Oh and Cami?" She turns back with attentive eyes, "Add watching Eric back to your list. You know incase he finds a match." She nods knowing exactly what he means as she walks out of his office softly shutting the door behind her. She heads for the elevator and is pulled in as the doors viciously shut. She's alarmed until she sees Eric's face.
"What's your real position here? No one gets that much time with Max."
"You don't know shit Nose. Better watch your actions too."
"Is that a threat?"
The elevator stops on her intended floor.
"Guess you'll just have to find out."