Disclaimer: Veronica Roth owns everything that has to do with the Divergent Trilogy. I own Rain Greenfield.

There is no war against those who are Divergent.

Our story begins the year after Tris makes it through to Dauntless.

Chapter 1: Freedom

"Rain Greenfield!"

The sixteen year old brunette girl rose from her seat within the Amity faction and made her way to the front of the hall where the five bowls that represented each faction lay. Rain felt an array of emotions not because she was unsure of what to choose but because she would be leaving her friends – her friends who had become her family after her parents died.

Rain picked up the knife in front of the bowls and flicked it around a few times as she had done for many years whenever she had a knife in her hand. She drew a deep breath and cut her hand hard and fast. It stung but she barely noticed because of the adrenaline pumping through her body. This is it. I don't have to pretend anymore. I can be me. Her hand moved over to the bowl of hot coals and she watched as the drops of blood sizzled at their encounter with the coals. The dauntless crowd roared in celebration as she joined them.

Many of the dauntless born chose their own faction, however there were quite a few transfers - mainly from Candor and Erudite. There was no one from Abnegation and two from Amity, Rain included. The other person from Amity was a boy named Thorne. They obviously knew each other but had never been close friends.

When the ceremony ended Rain locked eyes with her friend Rose-Lily who had taken her in when she had no one. Rose-Lily was 15 years older than her, as was Rose-Lily's husband Glenwood. She nodded at them both, smiled and placed her hand over her heart. They did the same. Her next goodbye was the hardest. Their little four year old daughter, Jasmine who was like a niece to her, was crying and waving.

"I love you Wainy!" she shouted above the noise. Rain felt her heart break slightly and her eyes filled with tears. Rain watched as the Dauntless begin to leave their chairs and she quickly made a split decision to run to Jasmine. The four year old realised what was happening and jumped into Rain's arms as she got there. Rain squeezed her tightly.

"I love you too Jazzy. So much. Be good for Mom and Dad!" She put her down quickly and without a second glance ran to catch up with her new faction.

Rain loved to run, it made her feel free. She used to run through the Amity fields when she felt the need to escape. She would run as fast as she could and as far as she could. When she would reach the tallest trees at the end of the fields she would climb them as high as she could. Up in the trees she could sit for hours. It was the only place she felt she could be herself. She felt that since she was in the sky, she was technically not in Amity anymore. As if by climbing the trees as high as possible somehow allowed her to cross a sort of barrier into non-Amity territory. It wasn't that she hated Amity, she just knew that she didn't belong there.

Rain found it easy to catch up to the others and even easier to climb the train bridge foundation pillars to get to the top to jump on the train. She was on a natural high from all the exercise. She was laughing out of exhilaration and breathing hard as she leaned against the train wall. Most of the other initiates were out of breath too.

After a while. She heard someone yell out, "Get ready guys! Try not to die!"

Rain's head snapped in the direction of the voice. It belonged to a dauntless girl dressed in leather with long purple hair. All of a sudden she jumped out of the carriage. Many others followed her.

"This is crazy, they can't expect us to jump," said a Candor guy, a look of terror upon his face. He was tall and thin with short brown hair. Something about him reminded Rain of Glenwood.

"So don't," sneered another Candor guy. "You're a coward. You don't belong in Dauntless anyway." Then he was gone, out of the carriage and safe from being factionless.

"Hey, don't listen to him. He's a dick. Come on we don't have much time," commanded Rain as she grabbed the Candor guy's hand and pulled him to the other side of the carriage.

"On the count of three we run and jump ok!" It wasn't really a question so Rain didn't wait for an answer. She squeezed his hand tightly, she counted, they ran and they jumped.

As they hit the gravel of the rooftop floor Rain grazed her hands and felt a sharp sting in her knee from a rock digging in through her leggings. She quickly brushed it off and looked up to see the Candor boy breathing heavily and smiling. She was doing the same.

"Thanks, he said gratefully, then introduced himself. "I'm Michael."

"Rain," she introduced herself in return. "You know, Michael, I think after this we have no choice but to be friends.

He laughed. "I think you're right."

They joined the rest of the initiates and soon one of the dauntless leaders, Max, explained that the only way to enter Dauntless was by jumping off the building.

"So who's going to be first?"

Everyone was silent. Rain felt every cell in her body ignite with excitement and nervousness. When she would climb the tall trees in Amity she would wish she could jump off and fly. Rain thought about this logically, there was no way Dauntless would legally be allowed to endanger them as they entered. She wasn't 100 percent sure, but she wanted to jump. Most likely she would be fine and if not, at least she would know what it was like to fly.

"Me," she stated. "I'll go first."

There were a few shocked looks from the other initiates and she heard a few whispers about her being Amity. The leader Max nodded at her to get atop the ledge and she did. She looked down and felt her whole body become alert. She wasn't scared of heights. She loved it. She was scared that there would be nothing at the bottom but she mentally pushed that fear aside.

She took in a shaky breath, smiled and then stretched her arms out as if she had wings. Don't think, just do it, she thought to herself and she jumped off the ledge, wings outstretched.

As she hit the net at the bottom she began to giggle. It was exhilarating.

"What's your name?" came a rough voice to her side. She barely registered that someone had spoken.

"I'm free," she laughed.

"You're name's free?" came the rough voice again.

Rain continued to lay upon the net and laugh. It was as if she were drunk. "No, no, I'm free!" She tried to explain.

All of a sudden she felt the net being pulled down violently and she rolled off it into the strong arms of the owner of the rough voice. Her legs felt a bit like jelly, if he hadn't been holding onto her she would have toppled over. She had unknowingly put her hands on his shoulders to balance herself. She briefly noticed that they were very broad, muscular shoulders. As she looked up her eyes locked with cool, grey ones. They were not friendly. She began to sober up quickly. He let go of her by slightly pushing her back. She remained steady but became quite scared of him.

It was not his tattoos, his piercing or the obvious fact that he could snap her like a twig if he wanted to, it was the expression on his face. He looked like a hungry predator. Like the aggressive dog she had gutted in her aptitude test that told her she obviously belonged in Dauntless.

"What's your damn name?" he asked angrily.

"Rain," she swallowed nervously, "my name's Rain."

"First jumper, Rain," he boomed.

"What's yours? She said. This is why she belonged in Dauntless, even though she was scared her fear didn't stop her from putting herself in a dangerous position.

"What?" he asked almost viciously while narrowing his eyes at her.

Rain chewed on her lip nervously. "Your name," she asked in what she hoped was a calm voice, "what is it?"

He glared at her as if her speaking to him was offensive. Then he stepped forward until he was towering over her. Rain was determined not to step backwards even though every part of her body was telling her to do so.

He leaned in towards her and spoke in a low voice that sent chills up her spine. "Little Amity wants to know my name does she?" Rain didn't say anything and forced herself not to look away from his cruel eyes.

"It's Eric, little Amity. My name is Eric." He looked her up and down and leered at her.

Rain breathed a sigh of relief as the next initiate landed in the net and Eric turned his attention away from her.

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