Eric and Four stood before Max, waiting to hear what the Dauntless leader had in store for them. He stood at attention, watching as Max gave them both deep, assessing looks. Eric knew that Four had beaten his final score by just a few points, but Eric had shown far more initiative in his fear landscape than the little scaredy cat had. There was little that scared Eric, and he had moved through his fear landscape much more rapidly than Four. Max finally spoke, "Well Eric, Four, it looks like you will share in the training of the transfers. After a year we will asses who has made the most improvement on their trainees." Eric raised a pierced eyebrow, but said nothing. Four simply nodded. Max smirked at them, "Dismissed gentlemen." Eric turned quickly, exiting the room first. He gave Four a cold smile as he came level with Eric, "Good luck Four. I promise not to crush you too badly." Four gave him a tight smile and simply walked away. Eric watched him walk away, thinking, the new initiates would be here within a few hours, he needed to get to the roof eventually. But first, he was going to go see Tori and get a new tattoo. He had his eye on one for his back. Eric smiled as he descended to the Pit, he couldn't wait to get his hands on the new recruits.
At the choosing ceremony
Myra sat with her parents and her faction, dressed in a pair of brown leggings, dark red tunic and brown boots. Her long, curly black hair was plaited into a braid, hanging down one side of her neck. She sat between her mother and father, each of them holding her hands. It seemed as though it took hours for the list to work its way down to her. With each transfer her mothers' hand gripped hers tighter. Finally, her name was called. Myra stood, embraced first her mother who was silently crying, and then her father, who whispered, "Be happy." She nodded as she pulled away. Squaring her shoulders, Myra walked slowly to the dais, feeling eyes all around the room on her. Myra stood on the dais, took the knife, and made a cut to her hand. Her world slowed, her eyes closed, she could hear her heart pounding in her chest. Fly free her heart pounded out. Smiling, she swung her hand out, squeezed, and heard the sizzle of her blood on the coals. Myra's eyes popped open at the sound of the Dauntless cheering. Myra bound her hand and walked over to her new faction, but looked over to her family, offering a smile filled with I'm sorry and no small amount of sadness. Her mother was wrapped in her father's arms, crying. Her father looked both sad and immensely proud. He gave her a small, sad smile and nodded. Myra found herself being swept along with the Dauntless as they left the ceremony hall, running through the city, shouting and whooping.
As they came upon the train tracks, Myra noticed that the others were climbing the rail posts. Grinning, Myra scrambled after the others. Reaching the top, she felt the metal vibrating as the train came into sight. She had often seen the Dauntless jumping on and off the train and so she was prepared for what came next. She took off running, and vaulted herself into the traincar, tucking and rolling, landing neatly. Myra stood, brushing off her pants, and moved to the doorway to watch the city blow by. Her attention was caught by another girl who had scraped her hand open and was trying to staunch it on her Abnegation grey dress. Myra crouched down, "Hey, I'm Myra, do you need some help with that?" The girl nodded, "Thank you. I'm Kailey." Myra smiled at her, "Hey Kailey, nice to meet you. I'm going to rip off a part of your dress and bind this up ok?" Kailey nodded and watched her actions intently. "You're pretty good at this" she remarked. Myra smiled wryly, "Well when you are in the fields with sharp knives and tools, accidents happen. You have to learn pretty quickly how to fix them." Kailey nodded, that made sense. Myra stood back up offering her hand to Kailey, "Come on I think we're almost there." The girls moved back to the doorway, and Kailey looked scared as she spoke, "Are people jumping onto that roof?! Oh my lord! They are!" Myra watched as people further up the train jumped to a rooftop. Sighing she gave Kailey a wry smile, "Well I guess it's just the first step of initiation right? How about we jump together?" Kailey nodded her head, gulping audibly. Myra gave her a reassuring smile, took her hand, backed up, and said, "On three. Remember to tuck your body in and try to roll. One..two..THREE!" They ran together to the door and flew across the gap to the roof. Myra let go of Kailey's hand, tucking and rolling her way across the roof. Her back slammed into the wall, the air knocked out of her lungs momentarily. Sitting up, Myra looked around and saw that Kailey had made it, and was a little scrapped up, but otherwise ok. She looked around the roof and saw that the other initiates were gathering near the edge of the roof. "Come on" she called to Kailey, walking over to the group. They were soon joined by four other people, three boys and one other girl, bringing their group total to 12. They talked amongst themselves for a few minutes, introducing themselves, making small talk about their former factions.
"QUIET INITIATES!" Myra was one of the few who didn't flinch at the shout, but simply turned to see who was speaking. It was a man, probably around 19 years old, standing before the group. He was an imposing figure that was for certain. In tight black pants, a black jacket, and piercings in his eyebrow and ears, Myra instantly had the impression he was not a man to be fucked with. She noted the tattoos on his neck, and the ones that dipped under his shirt. She saw two other Dauntless leaders on the roof with tattoos, and got hopeful that she would be able to get one of her own. She suddenly noticed that the man was staring back at her, and raised an eyebrow at her perusal. Instead of looking away as he probably expected, Myra raised her own eyebrow back and gave him a small smirk. Breaking eye contact with her, he turned to the rest of the group. "My name is Eric and I will be one of your leaders in training. We will be together for the next year. But first to get into Dauntless, you have to jump." At this he pointed over the edge of the building, "Who's first?" he asked with a twisted grin. Every one of the initiates stood stock still. Myra looked around, seeing no one was going to move, and pushed her way forward. She looked into Eric's face, "I'll go." He raised his eyebrow again at her, "Amity, huh? Thought you all were just as peace loving as the Stiffs." Myra climbed up onto the edge of the building and looked down, seeing a dark hole below. She looked back at Eric, "Most are. Some of us though, we want more." After turning around to face the hole, she gave a small laugh, "Some of us want to fly" and leaped off the building in a swan dive, shrieking in delight. She tucked her body as she fell, and had her breath once again knocked out of her as she collided with a net. Looking up through the hole at the light, Myra laughed. She had flown! The net tilted and she went rolling off, into the strong arms of another man. This one was around the same age as Eric, but with no piercings and the only tattoos she could see were on the back of his neck. "Name?" he asked. "Myra Valdez." He nodded and called out, "First jumper; Myra!" Myra backed away from the net as another person bounced onto it. She was in. Myra grinned.
Eric had been momentarily stunned by the Amity girl's boldness. Never had he seen anyone dive off the building with no fear. Even he hadn't. Her laughter and screams of delight had sent a thrill through him. He turned back to the group with a smirk, "Alright, who has balls like that?" He could tell this was going to be an interesting year.
Ok guys just an FYI, in case you were wondering, you pronounce Myra like a person with a Boston accent would pronounce mirror-mirrah. I hope that made sense lol So yea, I'm already working on the next chapter, but please review/like/follow to your heart's content! :) Till later amigos!
