Chapter 1: Unfamiliarly Familiar Faces

Be brave, Beatrice. I love you.
Go, and God help you.
Their last words, still stuck in Tris's head, haunt her again and again. Every time she closes her eyes she sees them. She sees them… die. Again and again. It's like a burden that won't lift, ever. Her Mother, father, both gone protecting her. Sometimes she just wants to leave it all behind and lose herself in the darkness. But then she remembers that if David's bullet had killed her that day, their sacrifice would have been for nothing. That is why she has to live, for them.
It's been a couple of weeks since that incident. She has recovered from her wounds and is trying to adjust in her new life. A life without factions, without the fence, without the war. So far it's been tough but she is getting better with the help of Tobias and her friends of course. The people in the fringe are starting a new life with a new memory and the people in the city and removing the ruins of the old ones. Tris and Tobias returned to the city last week. Shauna and zeke just moved into the higher floors of the Hancock building with Uriah and Christina while Tris and Tobias live in the lower floors. Caleb, Cara and Mathews now work at the city laboratories, they live at the millennium park. Amar and George took over the job of training the police force including the Pedrad brothers and peter. He really did overcome his insanity after all. Maybe this is a new beginning for everyone.
Tris slowly opens her eyes trying to adjust to the bright light in the room. She suddenly feels cold by the absence of Tobias's body beside her. She looks around and sees a strange surrounding. It's an unfamiliar white room with no windows, just two doors parallel to each other. She is lying on one of the four bed placed opposite to each other. The other beds are occupied as well, the ones in front of her are a brunette girl and a blond boy. But the one next to her is none other than Tobias. Where am i?
She walks up to him and shakes his arm, "Tobias!" she keeps her voice low. He groans in his sleep at little before burying his head in the pillow again. She shakes his arm again, getting desperate, "Four, get up, now."
His head suddenly jerks up at the sound of his nickname. He hadn't heard it in a while since everyone knows his name now, plus it was Tris who used it so… he looks at her questioningly but she is looking around, causing him to follow her gaze. Realization makes him jump. He sits on the edge of his bed facing her.
"Where are we?" Tobias asks just to be replied by a shrug from Tris. He then notices their company. "Who are they?" he points at their companions, and she rolls her eyes at him, as if I would know?
"Is this a simulation?" Tris suddenly asks him.
"Tris, you don't ask about the simulation in a simulation," he answers. They stare at each other, trying to figure out the situation. A voice catches their attention, its sleepy yet alert, "who are you? And where the hell are we?"

Prim, Rue, Madge, Cinna, Mags, Wiress… family, friends, allies, all of them had taken away a part of her with their death. She felt empty. It took a long time until she finally let go of them. Even if they will never actually leave. And she realized that there are also people who became friends because of it. Finnick is like a big brother to her, Johanna and Annie, sisters, and Haymitch, in some way was her family too. Then there was Peeta, what was he to her? Friend? Ally? Lover? Everything! He was her everything now. So whenever he asked, "you love me? Real or unreal?" she would say "real" without hesitation.
It's been over a month since they came home but Katniss still can't get used to the life without the games or rebellion or war. It somehow feels like a dominant volcano that can explode anytime. District twelve isn't what it used to be, it's in some way better and worse than before. More ruins, more memories, but better lives and lifestyle too. Many people have moved back, half of houses of victors' village are occupied now. Peeta moved in with Katniss just a week ago, she asked him to because she realized that she couldn't really survive this on her own. Now if wakes up during the night from another nightmare, she knows that he is there to hold her and they make it through together.
She wakes up to realize that she didn't have a nightmare last night. She didn't even know she was asleep in the first place. She opens her eyes her eyes and gets lost in the blues of Peeta's eyes. He whispers her name slightly and she is brought back to reality. She notices that Peeta is standing beside the bed looking down at her with worried eyes. She props herself up and is about to ask what happened when she hears other voices in the room too. They both look in front of them to see a couple talking slowly. It's a short blond girl and a tall, muscular guy with dark hair. She also realizes the surroundings. And can't help but worry a little, what is this? Could this be another one of capitols trick like the air bombing in the capitol and her evaluation?
"Who are you?" she asks the couple in a cautious voice. They both turn to them and for a while there is silence. Katniss repeats her question, more firmly, demanding an answer. Tris stares at her, not liking her attitude at all. She replies Katniss with an equally harsh tone, "who are you?"
The both girls seem to be in a glaring contest. Katniss doesn't like to be back fired at, everyone in Panem knows her and many don't dare to challenge her like this girl is doing, after all she is the mocking jay. She doesn't understand how this girl could be so bold when she is so little.
"I don't know you, how can I trust you. For all, you could be the one you trapped us in here. Tell me, did Plutarch put you up to this?" I ask, knowing that such twisted ideas could only be of the head gamekeeper.
Tris gives her a weird look. "Plutarch? Are you trying to confuse me? Is it another experiment to manipulate us?" Tris knows this isn't a dream or a simulation.
"Manipulate you? Don't act all innocent. I know what you capitol people like, watching people fight to death is your entertainment, you love bloodshed. And now that we took it away, you think we are manipulating you." Katniss retorts, misunderstanding Tris's question.
Tris didn't know what exactly Katniss was talking about but she accused her of liking bloodshed and that was enough to blow her off. The people she loved were killed and she wanted nothing more than to forget about their last cries but Katniss just reminded her of them again. She could hold it back anymore and she was ready to pounce at Katniss but Tobias appeared in front of her and stopped her from doing so. He held her firmly by shoulders and tried to calm her down. "Tris, hey, look at me," And she does, losing herself in the deep blue orbs, her anger instantly cools down. "Tris, fighting with them would do us no good. We need their help to get out of here. After that you can have your cat fight and I will cheer for you. Okay?" Tris smiles a little and nods.
When Katniss sees Tris about to pounce on her she gets ready to attack too but Peeta blocks her way. "Katniss, calm down, you don't need to fight. Maybe they can help us. And they may not be as bad as you think." Katniss sees some sense in this and nods. They both turn to the other couple.
"Sorry, about the misunderstanding." Peeta says, thinking that a polite introduction would do no harm. He extends his hand to Tobias, "I am Peeta and this is Katniss," he points to Katniss.
Tris takes her first good look at him and is shocked by the familiarity. Peeta's blond curls, coloured eyes and politeness reminds her of the one friend she trusted, the one who was closest to the brother to her after Caleb, who teased her about a drunk Tobias's affection towards her, who supported her after her attack, who obliviously pointed a gun at remind herself of a reminder like this made it harder for her to forget that she was the one who ended his life.

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