"Tris."

It was just my name, but I know that this is it. This is the day I get the maybe life long assignment. I take a shaky breath and stand up to collect my file. I nod my head slightly in politeness and take the file, then walk back to my desk.

A hand makes its way through my browny-blonde hair. When I'm seated, I open up the file that has 'classified' printed in big bold letters across the front. I didn't know much about the Chicago operation, apart from there were five different factions depending on one person's personality.

There's Abnegation, the selfless.

Candor, the honest.

Erudite, the intelligent.

Amity, the peaceful.

And then there's the one I'm going to have to join, Dauntless, the brave.

My task is to join Dauntless and find out where all the Divergent are disappearing to. Divergent is where people test positive for more than one faction. The government and leader of Erudite apparently don't like the Divergents and find them as a threat. Seems like that's a good motive to kidnap and kill or do whatever it is that's happening to them.

I'm to dress in Abnegation clothes and go for this aptitude test tomorrow. The test is what helps you decide which faction is best for you. Wow, seems like the government has it all worked out. Then the day after tomorrow is choosing day. We have to choose the faction we want to spend the rest of our lives in, my choice? I have to choose Dauntless obviously. But it doesn't just stop there, then they have to go through a series more tests to see if we are fit enough for that faction.

It seems simple enough. Go in, have the test, choose Dauntless, get information, then get out. Nothing wrong with that, what could go wrong?

"Tris, it's time to gear up and to say goodbye." my boss, Ian, informs me.

"Say goodbye?" I ask, confusion clearly in my voice.

"This isn't a two month job, Tris, you will spend at least a year there before you come back." he states, crossing his arms.

"Oh, okay then." I say simply.

I knew it could happen but knowing it's happening still hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt as if weight had just been put on my shoulders, weight that I couldn't get rid of. I stand up and walk over to the changing room. I ask the woman at the desk for Abnegation clothes and she just looks at me sympathetically. After handing over the clothes she says

"Good luck." and then walks off.

I look at the clothes in disgust. They was just plain grey, no other colours. After some struggle, the dull clothes were on. I pick up my phone and call David.

"Hey, David."

"Hey, Tris, what's up?"

"So, I got an assignment."

"What! well that's fantastic!"

"Yeah, you could say that."

"How long for?"

I don't answer him, the only answer he gets from me is the sound of my breathing. I try to keep my cool, but I was very slowly losing it. I was going to be away from them for this long, these are my friends. People I consider family to me.

"Tris how long for?"

"Up to a year." I finally answer.

"A year!"

"Yeah, a year you know, 12 months."

"I know, try and have fun kiddo."

"Thanks David, I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I hang up and after a shaky breath, I was walking out the door. Natalie, the woman who is going to pose as my mother, walks over to me and smiles warmly. I offer my hand but she shakes her head.

"If your going to be Abnegation even for a day you have to learn the rules, one, no asking questions, it shows selfishness. two, no physical contact with another person, just nod your head and three, don't speak unless spoken to, okay?" She informs me professionally.

"Yeah, I think I got it." I say, taking all the new information in.

"Alright, let's go." she says.

For a medium sized woman she sure walks fast. I follow 'Mom' down a corridor to a truck, the truck was full of people dressed in yellow, red and orange clothes. A woman held out her hand to me, definitely not Abnegation then.

"Hi, my name is Johanna Reyes but you can just call me Johanna." she says, smiling warmly.

I look her over, a little habit I caught on as I was growing up in the CIA. She was quite beautiful in a way, the only thing was that she has a scar running from one eye to her chin, but her dark black hair covers it.

"Hi, I'm Beatrice Prior but you can just call me Tris." I say, accepting the hand that is still hanging in front of me. I shake it a couple of times and then let go. When I look at her she has a look of surprise plastered on her face.

"So, Natalie is your mother?" She says, pointing towards Natalie who was standing completely still beside me, no wonder their nickname is 'stiff'. I look at Natalie not completely sure how much Johanna actually knows.

"No, I'm just posing as her mother she isn't in the system." Natalie says, she must of been breached and I was grateful for it.

Johanna has a look on her face as if she still hasn't put a piece of a puzzle together but she still lets it go. We clamber into the truck and Johanna gives the driver the go.

"What faction are you from?" I ask her, forgetting that I just broke on of the Abnegation rules.

"Tris." Natalie says in a warning tone.

"No it's quite alright," Johanna says, closing her eyes. "I'm originally from Candor but I transferred to Amity that I'm now representative of."

Wow, I wonder why she transferred. From being Honest to being peaceful. 30 minutes that I didn't know past later, we have reached a tall fence and was let through no questions asked. When we was past the fence we were surrounded by farms. There was a building in the distance and as we got closer I could see that there was a symbol in red on the side of the building. It was a circle with a tree inside, it must be the Amity symbol.

We don't stop, we just make our way towards another fence guarded by people in black clothing. They must be Dauntless. We had a quick search then was let through, though we did have some weird glances off some of them.

After a while of driving down a road next to a railway track, we had reached what must be the Abnegation section. All around us was grey, grey and more grey. I don't think it would of been so bad if it was different shades of grey, but no it's the same shade everywhere.

We arrive outside a house and Natalie starts to unbuckle herself so I started doing the same. I jump out the truck and wait for Natalie to emerge not wanting to do anything wrong and blow my cover. Natalie leads me into the house and greets me to her husband Andrew, and son Caleb.

Andrew helps run the government alongside a man called Marcus Eaton. He seems like a nice gentleman, someone I would always be polite to. Natalie shows me to my room for the night. It has bare walls, a wardrobe and a single bed with a night stand.

"It's not much but Abnegation believe that we don't need much because it's selfish to think of yourself." I hear Caleb say behind me.

"I gathered, they don't have mirrors either?" I asked, this was one weird place.

"No, here in Abnegation we reject vanity but no other faction does." he says in a matter-of-fact tone. He sure knows a lot for an Abnegation, by the sounds of it he belongs to Erudite.

"That sounds like something an Erudite would say." I tell him.

"Yeah well what would you know? You don't even belong here." he says, storming out of the room. I sigh deeply, I have only been here 5 minutes and I have already made someone mad.

I sit down on my temporary bed. I just sit there thinking on what I left behind. If I think about it, it wasn't that much. My parents left me when I was young and I had no siblings, the Bureau had taken me in when I was four and gave a memory serum so I could forget my abandonment. David and Mathew was the closest thing I have to family. I start crying, was there something wrong with me? I made Caleb mad was that why my parents left me?

There was a knock at the door, I quickly wipe my tears. "Come in."

Caleb walks in slowly. He closes the door and gingerly sits with me on the bed.

"Look, I'm not used to someone telling me what they think and to be quite honest, I don't really like Candors and that's exactly what you sounded like." he says, bobbing his knee up and down in nervousness.

"No it's my fault, I need to learn to have a filter, back at the Bureau I was used to saying what I was thinking." I say, again thinking about the past.

"What's it like? out there behind the fence?" he asks, for a Abnegation he sure is curious.

"I can't really say, I don't know what's it's like inside the fence."

He looks thoughtful for a moment then looks back up at me.

"Okay, close your eyes and picture this," he says, while I do as instructed.

"For each person there is one personality, if someone has more than one, they disappear. every year, every 16 year old takes a test to help discover themselves, and then the next day choose a life according to them. now if they choose a life that they are not fit for, then they become homeless. the government is very strict on things especially since the leaders are from Abnegation. Once you choose a life, there is no way out except for two ways. Either die, or become factionless. The government try to hide from everyone else in the city what is actually beyond the fence, trying to persuade them that there is nothing but ruins left from the war."

He was silent for a while so I took that as he was done. I slowly open my eyes to see Caleb staring at me.

"What?" I ask, being to think I have grown a second head.

"Nothing I was just watching your reaction as I was talking, you go from peaceful, to angry, to calm, then annoyance, then as if your mentally rolling your eyes, it's just fascinating to watch."

I feel my cheeks heat up, apart from Matthew I haven't spoken to a boy my age. I can sense that his intense gaze was still on me so I tried to think of something to change the subject.

"Life outside the fence is what to me is normal, a daily routine would be, get up, get dressed, have breakfast, If I was younger I would of had to go to school but now I work for the Bureau and the CIA, go home, do what ever, eat, read a book, brush my teeth and wash my face then go to bed." I say monotone, life couldn't get more boring than that. I don't really have the room to say life couldn't get worse than that because of how everyone is Chicago has to live. They have to have factions to keep themselves at peace.

"Life seems great for you." he says wistfully.

"Yeah I guess." I reply absently.

"Tell me about yourself."

at this I turn to him, did I just hear him right? he wanted to know about me? he was looking at me expectantly so he must do.

"What do you want to know?"

"Tell me about your childhood, high school experience."

I start at him, should I tell him? I have a mental fight with myself and he sits there patiently. I decide to tell him.

"I was abandoned at the age of four and was taken in by the Bureau, I was brought up by a man called David, the actual CEO and owner of the Bureau. High school experience? tough one, I was picked on up until year 9." I say, a tear started to fall down my face but none of us mentioned it.

"What happened in year nine?" Caleb asks, placing my hands in his own.

"I had just got out of an abusive relationship and he tried to hurt me because I ended it, a couple of hospital trips later I went back to school and became a cheerleader, nobody dared pick on me then. Well, there is also the fact that they found out who was my guardian and that he had made me do karate at the age of five." I say chuckling, and there I was thinking it was a useless talent.

Caleb stared at me and I stared at him. We stayed that way for a while then I feel a pair of warm lips connect with my hand. I was in complete shock, I had not been kissed on the hand before. By the time I had composed myself out of a state of shock Caleb had pulled away. He gives me a shy smile then stands up.

"You should get some sleep, the aptitude test is tomorrow." he says, he doesn't seem like he wants to leave but he is making himself.

"Oh..yeah..okay then." I say, nodding my head at him.

"Good night, Tris."

"Good night, Caleb."

He shuts the door and I flop back onto the bed. I had just started to clear my head and then he goes and messes it back up again. It was worth it though. I wonder what faction he is going to choose. Soon I find myself drifting off to sleep, my mind full of images of liquids and mysterious people and the feeling of being liked again. Tomorrow is going to be a long day, but I'm ready for it.