Tris' POV

I make that 15 Dauntless-born, 4 Candor, 2 Abnegation 1 Amity and 1 Erudite. Only eight transfers. This should make it easy then. Over the past few years we have been getting a few Abnegation. I guess they know about me and feel strong in the fact that they can join and not get kicked out and made factionless. If that gives them motivation then so be it. Suddenly I hear Tobias' voice boom around the chamber.

"Dauntless-born initiate, follow Lauren. Transfers follow me" they instantly do as he said and Tobias leads them down to the training room.

"I am Four, this is Six. We are your initiation instructors. We do not tolerate lack of effort and bullying of other initiates. If you have a problem with one of your fellow initiates you will come and talk to either myself or Six. Is that understood?" They all reply with a very alerted "Yes".

"In addition we do not tolerate you attacking other initiates, the only time you should touch them is when you are in this training room with at least one of us supervising the fight." I say with a stern voice "Do you understand?" Again they reply with an alerted "Yes".

"Good, now this is the training room and if you would follow me I shall show you where you will be sleeping." He leads them to the transfer dormitory. It's a largish room with 16 or so beds, the light flicker in a blue shimmer. Tobias points to a door "Female bathroom" he points to another door at the other end of the dormitory "Male bathroom". They nod. "Find a bed and be down in the training room in Dauntless clothes in 5 minutes. Don't be late!" He storms out the room and all the initiates scramble to get ready. I follow Tobias out.

Tobias is waiting in the training room when I walk in. "How you think I'm doing?" he says "Don't think I'm being too soft in my old age of 21?"

"You could shout at the a little more, that might be quite scary for them" I say with a laugh. I then sit down suddenly a bit over come by dizziness. I tried to do it so that Tobias wouldn't notice, but of course, he does.

"Whats the matter Tris?" he says kneeling down in front of me. He looks worried, this is no unusual for him. He's naturally worried about me.

"Nothings the matter Tobias." I say pushing him away. He doesn't budge. "I'm fine." I say again in a stern voice, He raises his eyebrow and stands up giving me a dirty look for being stubborn. I stand up again just as the initiates enter the room.

"Now, before we get started we need to set some rules. I have pretty much already gone over them all but here they are again if you weren't listening. One, always give your best. You aren't going to make it in Dauntless if you don't work hard. Two, do not attack other initiates. If you even touch another initiate without their permission and we find out you will instantly be made faction less." As Tobias says that I tune out not listening to what he is saying. I don't know why but I feel like I have to get out that room then and there. I walk out the room like nothings wrong.

Ten or so minutes later Tobias come out of the training room looking worried and annoyed. "Whats wrong? Why did you walk out?" He asks.

"Where are the initiates?" I ask, trying to change the subject.

"In the canteen with Zeke and Shaunna" he replies. "I know you well, Tris. I know that you would never walk out of the training room when initiates are in there, unless there was something really wrong."

I sigh and think about the time Peter, Drew and Al attacked me. I can still feel Peter's hand as it grouped my chest. "Nothing's wrong" I say moving away from the wall I was leaning on. I am too slow and Tobias grabs my wrist pulls me back close to him.

"Is it about Peter? Me mentioning about attacking other people?" He looks at me "Tris?" I sigh and nod my head. He pulls me close and I rest my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat.

"I'm going to skip dinner, I just want to lie down for a bit. Come and get me when the Initiate finish their tea?" I say with a wobble in my voice.

"Fine" he says reluctantly. He kisses the top of my head and lets me go.

I lie on the bed and start to cry, letting the tears roll down my cheeks and onto the pillow creating a wet patch. I let out a sob. Being in Dauntless has taught me to keep the pain in and to not show my pain or fear. But this time I can't keep it in. I hear the door open and I attempt to wipe my face clear of the tears. "Tris?" says a deep voice. Tobias.

"Tris? Whats wrong?" he says sitting down next to me, pulling me onto his lap. I put my head to his chest and sob. "Tris, hey, hey calm down. Whats the matter?" His voice growing croaky.

I have to tell him, when he saved me from being thrown into the Chasm I said that Peter touch me. And then I denied it when I saw how angry it made him. I know he has is suspicions about what happened that night but I need to clarify that for him. "Peter...Drew...Al" I whisper.

"That night? Yes go on, Tris." he says in a smooth but croaky voice.

"I said nobody touch me...but they did...Peter..." I croak "He...he...touched me...my...chest..." I cry. "I don't know why but it's suddenly got to me today...I don't know why."

"Tris" he says looking into my eye sternly "I knew that he had touched you, I knew you were lying to me. It doesn't matter though, that was in the past. He wouldn't dare touch you now." He says in a smooth voice. I stop crying and kiss him hard. He puts his mouth next to my ear and whispers "Only I get to touch you"

I laugh a little and get up and tidy myself up. "Right," I say "best go find out the names of the initiates then."

"Stand in a line" I shout walking into the training room. "In the order you jumped." The new rules state that Dauntless-born initiates must jump after all the Transfers have. I don't know why but its just one of the many new rules.

"Go down the line and say your name." I look at the first jumper.

The first jumper: Abnegation - Hazel

The second jumper: Candor - Thomas

The third jumper: Abnegation - Marvin

The fourth jumper: Candor - Mark

The firth jumper: Candor - Nickie

The sixth jumper - Erudite - Joannah

The seventh jumper - Amity - Milton

The eighth jumper - Candor - Norman