Chapter One: The New Age

AN: Here's the rewritten story first few chapter will be mainly the same.

The last thing I felt was my thick hot blood pooling from where David shot me. My last thought was of Tobias, and how he'd never forgive me no matter how much I want him to. Then the darkness consumed me.

Two Years Later

I'd been pacing so much this last week that I was surprised there wasn't a worn spot in the carpet. There was so much at stake and I didn't know if it was right to have it all riding on my shoulders. I mean that last time I wanted to stop something big, I died.

"Are you sure that you can handle seeing your old friends when they think you're dead?" Rebecca asked noticing how I was still pacing. I nodded still unsure. "Good, then I have a few questions to ask you. What's your new name? Who are you?"

"My name is Narcissa Goode. I went to work with my parents at the Bureau after the war ended," I said restating what Rebecca and Nix had drilled into my brain.

"What's your favorite food?" Nix asked.

"Dauntless cake," I said with my soon to be signature smirk, yet a trace of doubt lingering in my eyes.

"I think she's ready," Nix said. "All that needs to be done is changing Tris into Narcissa Goode then going back to Dauntless should be a piece of cake."

Rebecca pulled me into her room. "When I'm done with you no one will be able to recognize you," Rebecca said.

Five hours later I sat on Becca's bed staring at myself in the mirror. In the two years that I had lived in an abandoned warehouse I'd grown a few inches and now stood at 5'7." Instead of the childish figure I had two years ago I now have a slightly curvy figure. I have bigger hips and a bigger cup size than I had two years ago. My once wavy, short, blond hair was now pin straight and midnight black and hung at my waist. I was out of my comfort zone with a low-cut, mid-thigh length black dress that Becca put me in, but she said that I couldn't dress like I use to. In the end I knew that she was right.

Becca walked in, and she was in a short V-neck dress that hugged her curves.

I broke down, "Becca I can't do this. I won't be able to go back to Dauntless as someone else and not tell them who I am."

"Tris Prior you are the strongest, bravest, most selfless girl who I've ever met. If any one can do it, you can," Becca reassured me.

"I don't know. Maybe if I knew who you are I could do it. All that I know is that you're from the future," I said.

"That is all you need to know and you know I can't tell you. In the future you died and after about two years the memory serum started to glitch and David regained part of his memory, and he killed Tobias and everyone else who had lived in Chicago. Nix and I were sent back in time to make sure that you don't die and save everyone else, but you have to be the one who does it. And the only way that we can get you back in Chicago without David seeing is to transform you into someone else," Becca explained.

"I understand that but why do I have to go back to Dauntless on the second anniversary of my death?" I asked.

"I chose your two anniversary to celebrate your 'rebirth,'" Becca said.

"Alright then, let's go back to Dauntless," I said.

When we arrived at the Dauntless Compound, it was dinner time. People were laughing and shouting just like when I first came to Dauntless after the Choosing Ceremony. Becca and Nix walked over to a group of people who I identified as Tobias, Christina, Zeke, Shanna, and Lauren. As Becca and Nix walked over to the group, I saw Nix catch Tobias' eye, and he looked at his hand that was in Christina's. They're dating, I thought jealously twinged at my heart. I guess it was good that Tobias had moved on, but I couldn't help but feel jealous. He waved and motioned for Becca and him to go over to the table. After they sat down I went to go get a piece of cake then went back to leaning on the wall I was before.

I looked over and saw Becca point to me, and I took that as a sign to go over there to introduce myself. As I sat down my hair fell in front of my face I didn't bother to move it. I was afraid that if I pulled my hair back they would recognize my facial structure.

"This is Narcissa Goode the girl that we were just talking about," Nix said grinning at me.

"Hi," I said looking at all their faces with the one eye that could see with the hair in my face, "Call me Cissa." I looked at Tobias and he looked hotter than last time if that was even possible.

"Well Cissa," Christina said venomously."Where the hell did you come from?"

What did I do to you, I thought. "After the war, I went to the Bureau to work with my parents. When Nix and Becca offered for me to go back to the Dauntless Compound I couldn't refuse," I said with just as much venom as Christina although I didn't want Christina to hate me, but I couldn't blow my cover yet. It hadn't even been a day.

After I said that, everyone went back to whatever they'd been discussing before. I noticed that it seemed like Zeke was throwing one of his awesome parties. "Cissa were you listening? Zeke asked if you wanted to go to his party," Nix said.

"Only if you have cake," I said smirking at Zeke.

"Why wouldn't there be," Zeke said grinning at me.

"Come on then. I need time to get us ready for the party," Becca said pulling me up from the table and the sudden movement caused my hair move out of my face.

Everyone gasped and turned pale as if they'd seen a ghost. Which in retrospect I guess they had. I wasn't supposed to be alive and now that I was I had a different appearance, but I still had the same face. The face of Tris Prior. I ran out the door and down the hall, but Tobias caught up to me easily.

"Tris?" he asked hopefully grabbing my wrist looking in my eyes.

I didn't know what to do, so I did the thing that any Dauntless would do. I defended myself. I was able to use his momentum for trying to pull me to him, to pin his against the wall will his arm twisted behind his back.

I said the last thing I ever wanted to say with as much venom as I could muster, "I'm not Tris. I will never be Tris. Tris is dead." I gave his a sympathetic glance as I said, "But I am sorry for your lose." By then everyone had caught up they stood mouths agape, and Christina was giving me a look of hatred. I guess that they are dating then, I thought while I turned around to go to Becca's room so that she could prep me for the party that I was now dreading.