My second Divergent fic, it's one of my favorite books now! So this is an AU, one that I thought of randomly one day.
What if Tris and Four/Tobias switched place, like completely? So Tobias would be Tobias Prior while Tris would be Four/Beatrice Eaton. You got the idea, right? I had to switch up Tris' and Tobias' fears up a bit, so it would work for my fic. Here's the list. Kind of, I guess.
Tris/Four- Small spaces, intimacy, shooting innocent people and of course Marcus and the freaking belt/whip.
Tobias- Heights, crows and the other stuff Tris was afraid of, not including intimacy.
DISCLAIMER- I do not own the Divergent trilogy.
Switched
(AN-Bad title, I know. I suck at making titles. Never liked that, not that creative. Most stories I completely abandoned and never posted remain know as Untitled, Untitled 2 etc.)
Tris/Four POV
(AN-We'll call her Four until Tobias finds out, k? Sorry, I'll stop with the Author Notes for now…)
Knock. Please shut up. Knock. I'll beat the life out of you if you don't stop. Knock. Damn it.
I bury my face in my pillow and chuck it at the door to hopefully scare the person knocking on my door. Knock. It doesn't work.
I get up slowly from my bed, and answer the knocks at my door. "Why are knocking on my door on this ungodly time?" I say to Zeke, who looks at me in excitement.
"Choosing Day, remember? So get ready, I think they're almost ready to jump! Oh, how I will love to hear their screams, Four!" he tells me, and I slam the door in his face, effectively emitting a squeal from him. "And it's only 11 o' clock, by the way!" I hear him shout at me, his voice muffled by the door.
Damn, I have to be their teacher, mentor, whatever. 'They' are the new transfer initiates. I can only hop none of them complain or get all squeamish and stuff. And DEFINITELY NOT afraid of heights. That would not work well at all.
I drink a lot of coffee to keep me awake and alert. I'm not one for fashion and clothing, so I throw on an ordinary black t-shirt and jeans. Hello, it's Dauntless. And I don't usually do coffee, but it's useful.
I exit my apartment and walk towards the gigantic net where all of our initiates shall jump. I remember when I was first to jump. Like I said, I hope none of them will be freaked out about heights…
"Our initiates have the privilege of going first!" I hear a very faint shout over the wind. The initiates always go first, seeing how they're all initiates. I roll my eyes, while Zeke shoves me in amusement. I faintly hear him snicker quietly, though.
I hear a girly scream and I smirk. That girlish scream came from a guy. He's Candor, I bet, judging by his uniform. Black and white; the Candor see truth from lie as people can tell black from white.
I walk forward and help him up, seeing as how he grabbed my hand out of all the others. I suppose he just randomly grabbed one. It's my job to teach the transfers, yay.
"What's your name?" I ask him, and he replies with Peter. "First jumper, Peter!
All the Dauntless behind me start to cheer and holler, stamping their feet wildly on the ground.
I hear a shriek, and turn around to see a blue blob fall down to the net, and land with a small thump. Erudite, which is slightly disturbing. It reminds me of a former Erudite standing behind me.
I help him out of the net, and he slightly wobbles when he stands up.
"What's your name?" I ask him quietly.
"I'm Will." He replies shortly, and I tell him to go stand behind Peter.
A bunch of other initiates fall, Dauntless-born and transfers. The only that stick in my mind are Lynn, Marlene, Zeke's brother Uriah, a girl called Christina from Candor, a boy named Al from Candor, and a few others.
I guess that's it, because there are no other jumpers. But then I hear Max shouting loudly, "Just jump, kid! If you're afraid of heights, then get over it or become factionless!"
A grey blob falls, much to my surprise. An Abnegation-born initiate? There's never been and Abnegation-born initiate other than me, so I'm a bit… weirded out by this.
I help the kid- a boy- out of the net and he looks red-faced and is shaking wildly. He must be afraid of heights, which won't work over here. "Hey, what's your name?" I ask harshly, since it's been a while since I woke up. A grouchy Tris or Four in the morning is not a good one.
"T-Tobias." he answers. Stutters, more like it.
"Go back to where everyone else is." I order him, and he goes right away.
I see Max start to jump off, while I start to walk towards Lauren, who'll train the Dauntless-born initiates.
"Well, training starts tomorrow, right?" I ask her, while she nods excitedly. "I can't wait to start training them, especially Uriah! I'll give all the little kiddies hell." she tells me. I roll my eyes but silently agree.
"You're only two years older than them." I point out, and her face droops slightly. "And if I were training them, I'm pretty sure I'd give them more hell than you."
She huffs and agrees with me, and I see the initiates standing there, with no idea on what to do. Only the transfers, of course. the Dauntless initiates, originally from Dauntless, are chuckling and saying, "Damn, I wish we had Four as our trainer."
These next few days are going to be a whole lotta fun, aren't they?
LATER
Because the Dauntless-born initiates are from Dauntless and know the area pretty well, they don't need a tour, unlike the transfers. So I have to show them everything.
"Well, I guess you can handle everything from here, huh? Dauntless, with me!" she yells, and walks away, leaving me with a bunch of initiates staring dumbly at me.
"My name is Four-" I start, but a Candor girl interrupts me. "Four? As in the number?" she snickers.
I decide to scare her a bit, by putting my face close to hers and whispering fiercely, "Yes, is that a problem?"
"No!" she manages to squeak out, and I smirk triumphantly. That always works, and I'm proud of it.
I turn back to all of the initiates and say, "As I was saying, my name is Four, and I'll be your trainer until initiation is over." Joy.
Review? I won't be updating for a while, since I'm busy. But I'll try updating as much as I can. If you like the HUNGER GAMES please read the 73rd Annual Hunger Games and Trust. If you're wondering why I posted this when I still have 2 unfinished stories, I just really wanted to post it before I forget about it.