Before you read this you should know that this story starts at the beginning, during Tris' initiation. I will also be following the movie closer because i loved the characters who played it and because i just loved it in general lol.
Disclaimer!I do not own any of the Divergent character's except my own OC's. With that said please enjoy.
Chapter 1:
"Willow, reconsider this! The plan is beyond flawed!" Michael hissed in my ear as he scurried after me. Although he was taller than me, my strides were long and confident, unlike his.
"Sometimes, the simplest of plans are the best." I answered, sending him a wicked smile over my shoulder. "And there's no goddamn way I'm postponing this. Jeanine is planning something big and people are going to die, and for what?" I hissed, my fist clenching in anger. "My father and the council's belief that there is such a thing as damaged genes?" I scoffed, as i continued walking through the compound, not bothering to check if he would keep following me. Michael wouldn't stop trying to convince me to change my mind; he worried too much.
"I know, okay? I've been running tests ever since Dr. William gave me full authorization and I've gotten the same conclusion each time; everyone has their own unique genetic sequence. I've realized my mistake in believing their lies after getting different results with each test but-"
I spun around abruptly, startling him enough that he stopped speaking and almost fell into me. I managed to steady him before we both ended on the ground, sending him an apologetic smile before speaking. "Then you understand why I need you here, helping the other's cover up for me and Forrest." I straightened, looking him directly in the eyes. "My father and the other "pure"," I used my fingers to mockingly emphasize the disgusting title my father gave himself and other people he deemed had pure genetics. "are so busy with their own research and the sticks shoved up their asses to even bother keeping track of what's going on in Chicago. You know as well as I do that they leave that for the rest of them." I nodded to the people dressed in the dark colors labeling them as "damaged".
Although my father preached about equality, these people were still labeled and treated differently. Hell they weren't even allowed on the upper levels where all the high tech labs and shit were, yet the pure had full privilege over the entire compound. It was disgusting and downright wrong. And it was the reason Forrest and I were doing this in the first place.
Michael stared at me long and hard through his light brown eyes, analyzing me to see if he found any hesitation or indication of being unsure of my plan up. Finally after a long silence, he sighed, closing his eyes tightly before muttering his question. "How long?"
"I don't know." I answered honestly, and simply pecked his cheek when he sent me a glare. He was like my brother, worrying about my safety just as much as Forrest did. "I don't know what technological advances Erudite have managed to make, but I know for sure it's still not going to be any where near what we have." I gestured to the high tech computer monitors, and other devices every one was using. Many of the vehicles and devices we had were redesigned by our scientists, and much more advance than they had ever been before the war. Chicago's very own Erudite had brilliant scientists among them, but they still hadn't reached our level of scientific sophistication. "It's going to take a while to adjust to it, then even longer to find a way to hack the network and destroy the program my father is using to control Chicago." I looked around frowning as I saw one of the teenagers that would be in this years Choosing ceremony. My father had taken a great interest in her because of who her mother was; Natalie Prior was a legend around here.
Even knowing that she would probably be extremely helpful while we we're infiltrating, I wasn't sure how she'd feel about us going against my father. After all her loyalty lied with him and he was the big boss. I couldn't risk her outing us to my father. This mission was too important.
"Tell me again why I shouldn't lock you up in your room for the rest of your life?" Michael asked me wearily.
"Because you know as well as I do, that if we don't do something to break my father's hold over them, innocent people are going to keep dying and my father might just start another war." I said seriously, my eyes scanning the compound, making sure no one was listening to us. "And then we'll be right back where we started." I finished grimly.
"Fine, but how are we going to explain to your father your long term absence?" He asked me looking at me as if he finally found a flaw to my plan.
"Forrest and I already informed my father we were going to go to the fringe on a long term project to work on a way to control the entire group instead of just the children." I answered easily, looking for my brother now. "He's been going crazy about the slow process of getting those people out of the fringe. He doesn't like not having control over them, so he agreed without hesitation." I rolled my eyes. Leave it to my father to worry more over his control on people than the safety of his daughter. It was no secret that the fringe was dangerous, the people there are "genetically damaged" as my father put it, and they didn't agree with the Bureau. They were like our own version of the factionless. I really couldn't blame them, and couldn't help but wish i could do more to help them. But I guess that the first step in doing so would be to take down the Bureau of Genetic Welfare.
"You've got to be kidding me." Michael muttered under his breath, dropping his head dejectedly. "When are you scheduled to leave?"
"Didn't you get my father's email?" I raised an eyebrow at him, barely resisting the urge to laugh knowing full well that this conversation will lead to a tantrum. "You are in charge of making sure my departure goes smoothly in two days time."
"Two days? That's when the choosing ceremony is." He tilted his head to the side confused before realization dawned on him. "Willow are you kidding me?! There's no way we're going to pull this off!" He hissed in my ear, dragging me towards his lab.
I scoffed, allowing him this once, to drag me around when we both know I could have broken his wrist in 2 seconds flat. "Michael, you are the youngest scientist in the entire Bureau, if there's anyone that could do it, it's you." I pointed out matter of factly.
"Okay let's forget that for a second and focus on the two days I have?! Two days to put you and Forrest in the system and erase the right peoples' memories to ensure you aren't discovered!" he snapped, opening the door of his lab, and making sure no one else was inside. I don't know why he bothered, his supervisor was never around.
"Well that's why you're the genius." I smiled sweetly, as I lowered myself into his chair. When he continued to scowl, I let out a long breath, leaning my head on my hand as I looked at him. "You're over analyzing, Mikey." I murmured softly, letting my posture relax and relaxed my gaze. "Everything will be alright, I promise. Forrest and I will destroy the program, free Chicago and in the process save hundreds of innocent people from whatever Jeanine is planning."
"How can I not over analyze when the plan if beyond flawed? A million things can go wrong." He frowned as he started going to work on my profile.
"And I trust you to make sure we make it through." I said firmly, willing him to believe in our mission. He grumbled a few things under his breath, but settled into his work without any further complaints.
"Jack will sneak into Erudite to hide the box with everything Forrest requested. You make sure to keep your watch on you at all times, it's going to be a pain in the ass to replace it." He muttered as his fingers flew across the keyboard.
"Couldn't you guys have figured out another way for me to communicate with you guys? I hate Morris code." I grumbled, leaning over his shoulder trying to keep up with him, but it was impossible. Unlike him and Forrest, I had focused on combat more than my actual studies. Although I did a good job of fooling my father into believing that I was as ready as Forrest to take over the Bureau at any minute. It would have been easier if he did let us take over, but my father was too damn proud and arrogant to let go of his position.
After a few more moments of silence, the door dinged as someone unlocked it. I casually turned my head on Michael's shoulder just in time to see my father enter. Trying to keep my cool I sent him a charming smile, straightening slowly, so as to not draw attention to Michael's screen. Thank God, I could see him exiting the files and pulling up a file with someone's genetic makeup on display. "Father, to what do we owe this pleasant surprise?" I questioned lightly, looking him over for any indication that he knew about our plan.
"I came to see how the planning was going for the trip in a couple days." He answered casually, with a proud smile on his face. "I want to make sure my children are as comfortable and free to work as you need. Michael, I assume you got my email?" Although it was posed as a question, we both knew it wasn't.
"I did, David." Michael answered pleasantly, turning to face my father. "I was just discussing the details with Willow, but she just gave me a run by since Forrest is more experienced with the equipment they might need."
"Of course, Forrest should be coming to see you soon then, he himself was in the storage units looking over the things he needed." He nodded his head with approval, looking around the lab once more. "I'll leave you to it. Willow, I'll be seeing you and Forrest off the morning of."
Nodding to him, I watched him with narrowed eyes as he casually walked out of the lab. "I don't trust that man one bit." I bit out once the door was closed.
"And he's your father." Michael commented warily, but continued on with the files.
"Details." I waved the comment off. "Email me the details when they're done and I'll run them through Forrest. Jack will be making sure everything we need will be handled, and will even set up the equipment where we told my father we'd be. The computers are program to reroute our "data" to his personal tablet."
"Where did you get this "data"?" Michael asked, throwing me a look over his shoulder.
"One of the assistants was actually looking into it to impress my father. Got the idea from her, she's even helped with this whole plan." I shrugged with a smile.
"How is that that so many people know about this but haven't reported it to David?"
"Well they're all the people he has deemed "genetically damaged" and they know I work as hard as I can to prove they aren't, that we're all equal. I also think they believe I have a chance at this because I'm his daughter, I'd be the best chance they got at bringing him and the organization down."
It was silent for a while except for the sound of Michael's typing, before he finally spoke up in a soft voice. "I believe in you too you know."
"I know." I answered reassuringly. "And I know that your doubt is only because you're worried something's going to happen to us in there."
"I can't protect you guys, only send short messages that hopefully give you a heads up when something's about to go down."
"And I trust that you'll do everything you can for us." I planted a kiss on the top of his head. "Now get moving, we have less that 48 hours to perfect this shit as much as possible." And with that I stepped out of his lab and went about finalizing my own shit before we left.