A/N seriously though, read The New Initiates unless you want to be confused. I promise you wont be disappointed.
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I hope you enjoy this :)
-Jesse
The Newer Initiates.
I stood in a room of mirrors, the aptitude test room. I logged in the next tester and set up the computer to record his results automatically. I remember a year ago, I sat in this exact room. I remembered stabbing the dog in the ribs and how his blood covered my shirt and shifted in my seat from the uncomfortable thought.
A boy shorter than I am but not by much with white hair walked in, he was dressed in black and white and looked afraid. He sat in the chair and smiled at me when I handed him the glass of serum, he drank it quickly. I attached the two monitors to our foreheads, he slipped quickly into the test.
He was in a room much like the aptitude test room, two tables were in front of him. One had a steak and the other had a knife.
"Choose." I said.
His eyes nervously darted around the room then back at the tables. He shook his head.
"Choose!" I yelled, he jumped.
"NO!" He screamed back.
The tables disappeared and a dog sat at the other end of the room, growling. The boy backed against the wall as the growling grew louder and the dog got closer. He screamed as the dog got closer and closer. I heard his heart pounding in my ears and saw him sweating. The dog leaped forward and just as the dog was about to sink its teeth into the boys face the simulation changed. He now stood on a bus.
An elderly woman got up and gave him her seat, he watched her for a moment and sat. A man looked at him and started yelling.
"Do I know you?!" he yelled in the boys face.
I could see that the boy recognized the man but he shook his head anyway. The man looked enraged and stood, pointing a finger at the boy.
"I know you!" he yelled again.
"No you don't!" the boy yelled back. "You don't! You don't know me!"
The simulation ended and the boys eyes opened. I peeled the sensors off our heads and watched him for a moment.
"What?" he raised his brow. "What were my results?"
I shook my head and stood up. This isn't right. I walked to the computer and erased the data then manually put in Candor.
"Sir, what were my results?" He insisted.
"Candor." I looked down.
"You're lying to me." He watched me closely.
"Inconclusive." I paused. "Erudite and Dauntless."
"What?" He sounded out of breath.
I sat back down beside him. "If anyone asks, you were told that you were Candor. That's what your file will say. Nobody can know your test results, not the real ones."
He looked at me in disbelief. "What am I?"
"You're divergent." I shook my head. "You've been in here too long, you have to go."
He stood. "What do I choose?"
"That's up to you, choose wisely." I grabbed his arm as he went to leave. "You need to understand that if someone finds out, they'll kill you."
He nodded, his face paler than before, then left the room.
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The dining hall was full of Dauntless members, we were prepared for the initiates coming tomorrow. I sat at the table with Zach, Alan and Ava who were discussing the mayhem of the preparations. I went into the training room earlier in the morning to dust everything off and set up the range targets. I stood in front of the table I helped Jane shoot at, shes been missing for almost a year. The leaders covered her disappearance by saying she had gone to the factionless, but Ava told me that she was told to keep an eye out for Jane. The leaders knew she was divergent, Ava was saying how well she hid it. Shae was the only one that knew. I know she's alive, I also know she's not hiding with the factionless. For Jane's safety Shae wont tell me where she is. She's safe, that's all that matters.
I threw my food away and walked out of the dining hall alone. I felt the ghost fingers of Jane's hand slip between my fingers, this happened regularly. And I blocked it out the same way I did every time. I walked into the pub and bought a bottle of vodka then found my way to my apartment where Sammy stood at the door waiting for me. He meowed and I picked him up.
"Well hello there big boy." I said, smiling as I sat on bed.
He was all I had of her. My bed lost her smell months ago, my clothes did as well. Sammy wrapped his paws around my arm along with his tail and started purring. I stood and carried him to the kitchen, sat him on the counter and poured myself a drink, 75% vodka, 25% orange juice. I downed it quickly and gave up on the orange juice, at this point I didn't need a chaser. I sat on the kitchen floor and took a swig out of the bottle.
Shae was right, sometimes you drink to remember, but I was drinking to forget. I wanted to forget her smile, the way her curls tickled my nose while we tried to sleep. I wanted to forget what it was like to kiss her, what it was like to hold her hand. I was going to forget the smell of coconut on my pillow, the way she walked, her tattoos, the way her back arched when I traced the flames on her back. I'm going to forget her moans and the bruises I cluttered her body with when I bit her. I need to forget her.
I finished the bottle quickly, but slower than I did last night. I was immune to the sickness I use to have in the morning from drinking too much. Curled up on the kitchen floor, Sammy tried to lick the salty tears off my cheeks before they hit the stone floor but didn't succeed, he gave up and pressed the top of his head to my forehead.
I thought of the boy from yesterday, he was divergent, just like Jane. I hope he never has to run away.
I fell asleep on the floor, hugging Sammy to my chest, the way I use to hold Jane. I guess I'll never forget, but at least I'm numb.
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The sun came in through the skylight above my bed, I opened my eyes and saw Shae at the bottom of my bed, tying her shoes. This happened more often than I'm proud of. She would come into my apartment in the middle of the night, help me shower, help me get dressed, and put me to bed then slept on my couch. I sat up and looked at her. Her face was scarred from when I attacked her, she had a bump in her nose from where I broke it.
She smiled at me. "Good morning."
I smiled back weakly.
"Every night the past two months?" She asked and I looked away.
Way more often than I was proud to acknowledge.
She stood and straightened her clothes then pulled her hair up. "I have to go meet the new initiates at the choosing ceremony."
I nodded, I was the transfer trainer this year, she was the born trainer. I stood and started to get undressed, she's seen me naked, I don't think she minds seeing me in my boxers.
I buttoned my pants and grabbed a shirt, looking over at her I noticed her blush.
"How is she?" I asked.
"She's fine. I see her this weekend." She turned towards the door but turned back to face me. "She wants you to move on, Dean."
I shook my head and she walked out.
She wants you to move on.
Move on.