THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN EDITED
Now I forgot to do this in Chapter One, so I had better say this before Memory Serum gets to me.
I don't own Divergent, I don't own any of the characters(which means I don't own Four, *sad face*). All rights go to Veronica Roth.
Tobias' POV
I can feel the strong wind threatening to push me over the edge as I find myself standing on top of the building. My breathing comes in sharp bursts. Partly because of my phobia of heights, but also because I feel compelled to jump off. Tris' disappearance really has got quite an effect on me. It has even made me feel a bit suicidal. However, even if I did really want to die, I can't.
This isn't real.
I suck in a deep breath and take one step.
Not real.
I take another step.
It's just the Fear Landscape.
Even closer.
You won't actually die.
One more step until I reach the edge.
Even though you want to die...
Upon hearing that voice, I immediately jump and feel air rushing against my back as I fall to the ground. I half wish it were real.
I land on two feet and brace myself for the impact. And then it comes. A wall hits me from behind, the sides and the front, with a ceiling crashing down on them.
Confinement. Childhood punishments. Marcus. Her. No! Don't go there! How she helped you when you came here with her... Shut up! The feeling of her arms around you... No! I came here to be distracted from her, to forget her! How you wish to feel that again...
"Enough!" I yell. I slam my fists against the walls around me with all the strength that I can muster.
And the walls break.
Suddenly, I see a mirror in front of me. But how can it possibly be a mirror? I don't wear a grey watch, neither do I wear grey slacks or a grey shirt.
Neither do I look exactly like Marcus.
My reflection winks at me and I find my eye muscles forcing me to do the same. My hands close around my reflection's neck and my reflection does the same to me. That's odd. I didn't choose to do that. I feel like I am a puppet, and the puppet master is pulling the strings. My reflection squeezes my neck with more strength, making dark spots cloud my vision. I will not let go of his neck. Unfortunately, he has the same plan. I scream.
Not real.
I tighten my grip on his neck. I am not Marcus. I don't wear grey, I wear black.
I'm not Marcus; I'm Tobias.
And he's gone, thank goodness. I quickly breathe in and out to recover from the choking session just now.
However, I can't be so relaxed for long.
The next fear.
No.
I don't want to see it again.
I hear a cough.
No.
And she coughs out blood.
No, Tris, no.
She wheezes, "Help." It sounds like it hurts for her to even speak. "Tris!" I cry out. I try to move toward her but I can't. No. She can't die. I won't let it happen.
Tori's POV
I am waiting for Four to finish up so that I can quickly escort him to his apartment, so I can make sure he doesn't try anything stupid. I hear a faint whistling sound, the kind you would hear when you are boiling water. It must be my imagination, there can't be anything that is overheating or whatever. I strain my ears and it gets louder.
Four cries out, "Tris!" The sound becomes even easier to detect, though I can't find the source. What's going on?
"Tris!" Four yells.
And I hear a loud boom.
I immediately take cover behind one of the metal cabinets in the room. I see a raging inferno that forces tears out of my eyes. "ARGH!" I scream as I feel a sudden sharp burn on my arm. The blazing heat meets my skin and I don't know how long this blow up lasts. I squeeze my eyes shut and wait until it's safe to come out from my hiding place. Once everything has died down, I stand up slowly, and see Four.
On the ground.
Motionless.
Reader: Oh no! Is Tobias going to die?
Divergent Kitty: Who knows? *dun DUN DUUUNNNNNN*
Reader: *throws chair at Divergent Kitty*
Divergent Kitty: OKAY OKAY IF YOU WANT TO KNOW SO BAD, READ THE FREAKING SUMMARY!
Reader: *calms down*
Haha! Hope ya like my cliffhanger! And a fav, 2 follows within 24 hours? That's FREAKING AWESOME! :D Never thought I'd get any so fast.
Please review, maybe a fav and follow? Would appreciate it. And before you say 'But those aren't Four's fears', those are his fears. In Insurgent, it states that they change.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to drink my cup of lemon honey. (It tastes good, you should try making some :p)
Nyaning in the Fear Landscape
~~Divergent Kitty