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I watch the little drop of blood fall into the hot coals. "I'm brave now. I have to be", I think to myself. I know that my parents were expecting this attitude, but I do not feel any less comfortable with my decision. I am leaving them. Forever. "Faction before blood. Right? ". I sit next to the others who had chosen Dauntless, like me. I am selfish. I am brave.
The next thing I see is a whole bunch of black figures running towards the exit. I follow them.
"What's happening?" I scream to a girl with dark hair so confused as me.
"I have no idea!" She actually looked excited. Her eyes were an explosion of happiness and most of all of freedom. Maybe I should start feeling that way too, but the faces of my family just didn't let me. The disappointment in their eyes reminds me that now I am alone. It was my choice to be alone. To live my life the way I want to. With no more excuses or reprimands. It's time to move on, to be brave and let them go. However, never forget them.
We're outside, still imitating the dauntless born. Suddenly, they start to climb iron pillars that gave access to the train I so often seen through. It's my change to catch it. I see the two light approaching. Everyone starts to run to get enough speed to enter into the moving train. I am already breathless and tired but I try to gather energy to this simple task of survival.
I see a hand in front of me. I grabbed it.
Once I was pulled inside of the train, because of my Abnegations roots, I turn around to help others get inside too. Although, was too late. The train recovered the normal speed and one of the initiates couldn't enter. And, in that split of second, he become factionless. It could happen to anyone inside of the train if we didn't pass the tests.
I see the same girl that was running next to me before in the Choosing Ceremony. She's sitting next to a boy. She wore black and white, Candor, and the boy blue, Erudite. Slowly, I join them.
"Hey! An abnegation girl in here. That's bold. I'm Christina by the way". She gave me a huge smile.
" I'm Will". He also gave me one. He's obviously nervous and tired, like all of us, but he seemed nice. He was from the Erudite faction, but it didn't mean I should not get along with him. He extends his hand waiting for a handshake.
"Beatrice". I just said. The second I told them my name, it felt like I'm not the same girl, that that name didn't belong to me anymore. I grabbed his hand insecure. I never did it before.
They slightly smiled.
I hear shouts behind me. They were jumping out. The train didn't reduce the speed, and when I finally could see where do we had to jump, my throat dries. There was a roof whose rapidly was getting smaller as the train goes. Christina and I were the last ones to jump.
She grabs my hand looking for support.
There's something in me that, in a situation where I have to be brave or in a dangerous one I follow four stages: one, I take a deep breath; two, I react; three, I'm terrified; four, I feel safe. It's a sort of protocol that I use my entire life, that helped me going to throw difficult moments.
So, in that moment, I do it. Next thing I know, I'm jumping into the cement roof more than three meters above ground level. Landfill safely but I end up on my knees. I looked at Christina and we smiled to each other.
"Now that everyone is here, I'm Eric, one of the five Dauntless leaders and I'm going to personally attend to your trainings. Under us is the Dauntless Base." Everyone leans down to see complete darkness.
"You want us to jump into that?" A Candor dressed boy with shiny or greasy hair.
"Yes. Any problem?" The boy doesn't say a word. "So, who's the first to jump?"
Almost unconsciously I step forward.
"Look, a Stiff! Are you lost?" Says the same Candor boy with teasing eyes.
I stop. I could felt my heart beat so fast I thought it would jump off my body. I was not afraid. I could not be. I wouldn't let him stop me.
I completely ignored him and started to walk towards the edge again. The wind was rough on my face like a screaming warning that told me to step back and to not be foolish. But another part of me told me that something would be there to catch me. They couldn't let someone die, right?
So, I began to proceed with my protocol.
"One", I whisper to myself. I take a long deep breath.
Then I turned to see everyone's faces, to show them I wasn't weak. "Two". I jumped. And almost immediately I was on step three. "Oh my God, I jumped!" I thought while I tried to control my body to not move like I'm having a seizure. Seconds later, I fall into some kind of net. I was still shacking and laughing at the same time when I see two hands trying to reach me, probably to get me out of the net. As I felt my feet on the ground I knew I was safe.
"Four" I sigh. I look for the first time to the guy to pulled me out. His eyes were dark blue and it demanded respect. His face was fearless and looked cruel, nevertheless suspicious and confused.
"The Stiff was the first to jump, Four. That's new" says a girl with long brown hair and a with a defiant face.
Four? What is that supposed to mean?
"What is your name?" He asked me deadpan. His voice was low and hoarsely. "Choose wisely, you won't get another chance".
"Alright… Then, Tris".
"First to jump: Tris!" He screams staring at me. Something in his eyes told me that I was going to get in trouble and something inside of me wanted to be.