Hey, I'm back and with a new story. I got this idea the other day and thought it would be fun to write. In my opinion, it's pretty bad but I hope you still enjoy it.

I own nothing other than my OCs (other characters belong to Veronica Roth and some characters are based of band members (surprise surprise!) so I guess the band members belong to themselves)

Tris POV

"TRIS" I hear someone yell and as I turn to see who called me, I'm tackled into a hug by a 5'4 blur. "Oh my god Charley, you're back. How did it go?" I ask, smiling down at her but that smile immediately leaves my face when I see Charley's expression.

"Liam. He was stabbed and died before we could get him out of there" Charley says, her blue eyes, normally glinting with excitement, are now filled with tears and sadness before turning to rage and hatred "How many of us have they killed now? 10? 20? 30? Yes, I know we've killed some of them too we've nowhere near reached the same number of deaths they've caused" she says, tears streaming down her pale cheeks.

I pull her back into me and hug her tightly. Liam and Charley were twins and very close; I can't imagine how I'd react if that happened to Caleb. When I pull back, I see silent tears running down her face which surprises me: Charley is one of the toughest girls I know, I don't think I've ever even seen her cry.

"I think I'm going to head upstairs now" she sniffs before running off to our shared room. I can't help but sympathise the poor girl. I'm drawn out of my thoughts by someone's hand on my shoulder and I turn to see Alex, one of Caleb's friends.

"Hey Alex, what's up?" I ask, smiling at him. "Nothing much, I'm assuming you just spoke to Charley? Poor thing, she saw him getting stabbed too, not just his body afterwards" Alex says "oh and that's not the main reason I came over here, Caleb wants to talk to you about something". I smile and tank him before walking off to find Caleb.

I find him talking quietly to his other friends, Jack, Zack and Ryan in one of the backrooms of the building. Ryan is the first one to spot me and he's the first to leave but he's soon followed by Zack and Jack, leaving just me ad Caleb.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" I ask, walking up to my brother. Caleb, my older brother, is head of the gang so he is the most respected person around here.

Basically here in Chicago, there are 6 main gangs: Candor, Abnegation, Amity, Erudite, Dauntless and Divergent. The first four gangs aren't really much of threat especially not Amity or Abnegation, who I wouldn't even call gangs, more like groups of homeless people,. Candor and Erudite could be threats if they wanted too but I doubt they'll ever do anything. The two main rival gangs are Dauntless and Divergent, the two toughest and most well –known gangs in the world. I'm part of Dauntless as is Caleb, Charley, Alex, Jack, Ryan and Zack. The people they were out fighting tonight were members of the Divergent gang.

"I came to ask if you were alright" Caleb says, brushing a strand of blonde hair out of my face. I give him a look of confusion "Why wouldn't I be alright?" I inquire, looking at my brother.

"Zack heard some of the divergents talking about how they were planning on attacking our base tonight and I wanted to make sure you were okay" Caleb informed me.

"Well, I'm fine" I say, turning to walk out of the room but I stop myself. There is something I've had to ask Caleb for a while now but I've never had the courage to do it. I guess, it's now or never.

"Caleb? Why do I never get to come out and fight with the rest of the gang? I mean, Charley is younger than I am and she gets to go out and be part of the action. Why can't I? I could help" I say but I shut myself up before I can continue.

Caleb is giving me the look; the look that says 'we've had this conversation before and you know the answer'. "Listen Tris, we've had this conversation before. I don't want you getting hurt. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I knew I was the reason you'd been killed" he explains, a serious look on his normally soft face.

"I know we've had this conversation before but I don't even feel as though I'm part of the gang. Everyone else is off fighting for the gang whilst I'm stuck here, doing nothing and I hate feeling so useless! Do you know how it feels-"I start to rant but I get cut off by Caleb.

"FOR FUCK'S SAKE,TRIS! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU? THE ANSWER IS NO; YOU ARE NOT ALOUD TO COME WITH US BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU GET HURT! WHAT PART OF THAT DON'T YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND!" he yells, anger lacing his voice.

"FOR GOD'S SAKE, HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?" I scream back, getting frustrated at how little trust he has in me.

"For fuck's sake, Tris, when will you stop acting like such a stubborn child" Caleb spits before walking out of the room; probably to go get wasted with the boys.

With that, I stomp out of the room up to Charley and I's shared bedroom. I feel tears sting me eyes as I climb the stairs; when will Caleb stop treating me like a child and actually let me do something for once?

When I get to the room, I open the door, expecting to see Charley sat on her bed but no one's there.

"Charley?" I call out looking about the room. I hear a strange noise behind me and as I spin round a black bag gets pulled over my head and I'm slung over someone's shoulder.

I start kicking and screaming, trying to get out of my attacker's grasp. I hear the sounds of people running up the stairs towards my room but it was too late. I could feel myself getting lowered out of the window before being dropped then caught again.

"HELP!" I scream but before I can cry out again, I feel something hard hit me in the head and then after that, all I see is black.