-Tris-

As usual, my alarm went off and I awoke with a killer headache. The light shining through my window didn't help any either. I groan and turn away from the light. I see Teirm on the floor holding my old stuffed dog. She was in a tank top and cotton shorts snoring loudly.

I raised myself onto my right elbow to look at her. I saw a half empty bottle of beer next to her. Terry slowly came into the room in his all black outfit and with his hand gun holstered, "You two drink enough?" he asked.

"I got a headache, so I think I drank a little too much," I sit up and the blanket fell off me, revealing my naked body.

So Terry went into my drawers and pulled out a towel and tossed it to me, "Shower. Dress. Be ready in twenty," he told me and went over to Teirm, "Teirm?" he knelt down and shook her until she woke, "Go upstairs and shower."

"Ugh, seeing you first thing in the morning after heavy drinking isn't good," she joked, "Makes me wanna puke."

"Okay beer breath," the redhead head helped the brunette to her feet, "Go and shower."

"Ah!" Teirm covered her eyes when the sunlight hit them, "Son of a bitch!"

"Go and get ready you two, I'm not going to be late on Score Day again. Be ready in twenty five," he dipped his chin at the both of us and left the room.

"Ugh!" I roll out of bed, "I picked a wrong night to be drinking on," I hold my face and inhale sharply.

I look to my friend and she was grabbing a towel out of my drawer, "Let's go get ready," I saw that she was a bit more chipper than usual.

"Okay, I'll see you outside," I go into the bathroom to shower.

-Tobias-

Waking up was a bitch. I got no sleep because I had nightmares about the last fear I faced the day before. It was about me killing Tris and her two friends. They've always treated me better than the rest of the Initiates. It's only because I'm the best, but for Tris, it's somewhat different. She treats me with respect because I'm a person instead of a tool to make her look good.

I got up along with the other initiates. Our wake up ca was made by Peter, "C'mon ya lazy bitches! Lets see if any of the five out of twenty six of you is getting cut!" he laughed evilly. I know that he and Tris have something between them. When they're together, Tris blushes and Peter gets defensive and stutters.

I got out of bed and grabbed a pair of boots from under my bed. Which got me to thinking, why doesn't Tris wear any shoes.

I stand up and go to the showers. There were already other guys wrapped from the waist down in towels shoving each other. I say nothing and go to the usual shower head I use.

"Look who it is," the voice of Mike's echoed my way, "It's little quiet Tobias. When are you gonna talk nark?"

I turn around and see the head shorter, stocky blonde looking up at me, "You're ranked one everywhere and yet you've said nothing to anyone. You don't even gloat."

I just looked at him, waiting for him to attack so I could just kick his ass. If not, I'll just shower and move on.

"Why don't you say anything?" I saw actual curiosity in his eyes. Expected since he's from Erudite.

"Just leave him alone Mike," a larger teen than I stepped forward. His name is Tank, and rightfully so.

"Fine, but I will hear him speak nonetheless. I've heard rumors that he only talks to two people. Four and Christina."

"Just get outta here Mike," Tank pushed him out and turned to me, "Sorry about him mate."

I dip my chin and go take a shower.

When I finish showering I dress and go down to the pit with the other Initiates. We stood before the screen with twenty six slots on it. Twenty white, six red.

Peter was there in front of the screen with his arms folded, "Because your Instructor isn't here, I guess that I'll be presenting you your final ranks," he turned to the screen and before pressing a button, Tris came out of nowhere and pressed a blade tip at his lower back, "Fourth lumbar down. Third segment up," the words rolled out of his mouth.

Tris said something in his ear and Erik laughed. Tris backed away and used the blade to wrap her hair in a bun. I always knew why she was the one I want. She's not your typical damsel in distress, she's got a confidence that one isn't just born with. It's earned. And she, she has earned it.

Tris hit a button on the side of the screen and names popped up into the slots. My name was ranked one and I smirked.

Christina, Will, Uriah, and Al were all in the white; Mike, was in the red. Good. I heard Mike's voice break the silence first, "FUCK!" he screamed over and over again.

He stormed off with the rest of the Initiates who didn't make it. The other nineteen that stayed cheered and congratulated each other, "Good job for getting first," Tank clapped me on the shoulder, "You, me, and Christina are the top three. We can have basically any job we want," I nod and smile at him.

"Tobias!" I heard my name shouted over the crowd. The crowd quieted and turned to Tris who was walking toward me, "First of your class, you did good," she smiled.

I tried to fight my blush, but couldn't. I bowed before her and them felt a swift kick to my shoulder. I stumble back holding it, "Never take your eyes off of someone, whether its foe, or friend," she told me. They way she looked at me, she was challenging me to a fight. I don't want to fight her because I know she could kick my ass. But, I know that Dauntless never back down, so I get into fighting position.

Tris has an unorthodox fighting style. Instead of the standard Dauntless stance, she shoves her hands in her pockets and turns to the side. She keeps a determined eye on me and says, "Impress me!"

I lunge toward her- Big Mistake- I throw a punch and at the las second, Tris takes a step backwards and a boney knee collides with my diaphragm.

I continue forward and land on my knees. I hold my gut as I try and gasp for air, "C'mon, let's see what you can do new bee," she scoffed, "Im tired of waiting."

I shot up and got into my stance again. For a few seconds I tried to figure out how to beat her. The standard fighting way wasn't going to cut it. She thinks outside the box, which means, so should I.

I lower my hands and smirk at her, "The fuck you laughing at Tobias?" her demeanor softened. Her shoulders lowered and she rolled her head on her neck a couple times.

I shook my head and continues to smirk at her. This time, she took a step forward the a front kick toward me was easy enough to dodge. So I did. I whipped around and stood behind in in a split second. When I threw a punch, it was like she had eyes on the back of her head, she leaned her head to the left. My fist only brushed the side of her ear. Next thing I knew, I had a foot to the gut again and I fell to my knees.

I looked up and the last thing I remember seeing was the back of her foot.

~Some time later~

-Tris-

I was in the Dauntless Leader's office without knowing why. I saw the leader looking at me with a face that caused me to shift in my seat. He leaned back in his chair on the other side of the desk, "Do you know why I called you up here?" his low voice asked.

"Asked? More like forced. I was in the middle of assigning jobs and five of your men just took me away. That's not asking if I'm not mistaken."

"And I apologize, my men can be quite brazen at times."

"Why did you call me up here? If its for kicking Tobias' ass, you know why I do that. I did it the past two years and the third time isn't any different."

"That's not why I called you here. I called you here to talk about promoting you."

"Why? I didn't ask for a promotion."

"I was talking to Jeanine about your ideas on the Factionless. She wants to talk to you personally and you told her that to weren't high enough ranking to talk to a leader outside of Dauntless. With that being said, I want you as my second."

"Daaamn," I say hoarsely, "But why me though?"

"Well, three years ago today, you had high enough rankings to become leadership. But you chose to stay and train Initiates. Another is, Peter and Erik recommended you."

"Peter? I thought he hates everyone."

"He does, so when he recommended you, I knew that you'd be great. So what do you say?"

"Guards Teirm and Terry. I want them to guard me at all times."

"Low level grunts. No way."

"Then I'm not being your second. Those two low level grunts, as you put it, have been with me through thick and thin. So I want them to be my guards."

"Can you trust them?"

"They're the only few I trust with my life. So do we have an accord?" he sat in his chair for a moment and mulled over my proposal before leaning his arms on the desk.

"Fine accord settled. You can have your guards. But they are your responsibility. Anything they do, you'll be punished for," he stretched his hand out to shake.

I shook, "Great. When do I start?"

"In an hour. I want to file the paperwork. Go to your quarters and I'll have someone send you your new attire."

"Thanks," I stood, feeling as though I got what I wanted a little to easily, 'I'll just keep a sharp eye out. Just in case,' I thought to myself.

"Here," he hands me a badge. It was a gold star pin, "Wear that on your left collar."

I pinned the pin onto its rightful place and walked out of his office. Four guards took their positions around me. Two in front and two in back, "Where to miss?" the one at my front right asked.

"Home, at the Dauntless Prime."

"Wow, you live all the way out there. You'd have to catch the train. How do you manage food and water out there?"

"There's an old reservoir underneath it and for food, I grow my own for dinner and breakfast. I eat lunch at the compound when I'm here."

"Do you have someone they goes with you?"

"Teirm and Terry," when I said that, the four men looked at each other with disgust, "What is it?"

"Those two were at the bottom of their class weren't they?"

"Why don't you guys just fuck off?" I stormed away wanting to get away, but sadly couldn't, for they caught up with me, "I'll find my own way back home you guys."

"We've been assigned to guard you until you got home," he contested.

"And I'm second, which means you must follow my orders. Go away and I'll have my own guards guard me."

"We have our orders from the leader, not you. So you'd have to take it up with him."

I kept quiet and headed down to the pit on my way out. I saw Terry, but no Teirm. Terry was talking to some of his guard buddies. So I walk up to the redhead and practically punch him with my words, "Where's Teirm?"

"Jeez, hello to you too Tris," he jokes and his friends giggle.

"Where is Teirm?" I shout at him.

"Fuckin' Christ dude. She went back to Prime. She wasn't feeling well because I what happened last night."

"When did she leave?"

"Like, oh, a few minutes ago. What is it?"

"Come with me," I beckon to him with my chin, "I elect you as Head of the Guards."

"What?" the four guards and Terry exclaimed in unison.

"You heard me and the other one is relieved of command."

"You can't do that!" the guard that spoke to me prior.

"On who's command? I know as Second, I can make that call," I scrunch up my nose, "I know the Dauntless command chain all too well my friend."

"I'll see that you're punished for this," he growled, "Lets go guys," he told his friends and walked away.

"I didn't know you could do that," Terry stated, "Yeah, I can and I doubt that anyone could say anything.

"Why?"

"Because the Dauntless Leader needs me too much to contest me."

"Fair enough, now lets get to Teirm. I want to check up on her," his face gave a slight blush. And then I knew. I knew that he's in love with her. Our friendship is almost like a love triangle. Teirm loves me; Terry loves her; and I love them. But in a different way. I love hem like siblings and nothing more.

"Okay," I smiled knowing that he is experiencing his first love.

Our trek to Dauntless Prime was long and quiet. Teirm from Candor always was the conversationist of the group and always gave us something to talk about. It was a rare moment for me and Terry to be alone together.

"Ya know, we hardly spend much time together," apparently he thought so too, "We always have Candor with us and quite frankly, I think that we should have day where it's just the two of us."

"What would we do? I mean, we are different people who like different things. Also, we have different jobs as well with different friends. You have your guards and I have Peter and Eric."

"Speaking of Eric, I think he likes you."

"No he doesn't," I turn my head away from him to blush.

"Yes he does. You two seem to have a chemistry that brings out the best in both of you. And I have a theory."

"What theory?" I say shakily.

"I think you like him too, but you just don't want to admit it."

"I don't like him," I tell him.

"Then why are you blushing?"

"Because, because, uh," I had nothing to come up with to say otherwise to him.

"You do like him," he smiled.

"So what if I do. He's cute and sweet."

"He's so not those things," Terry pulled pit his keys when we were a few yards away from the house.

"I think so and it's okay if you're intimidated by him."

"Why the fuck would I be intimidated by him?"

"Or are you just being over protective of me?"

"You don't need protection Tris," he crossed his arms and we stopped walking at the base of the stairs of our house.

"Just admit it, you like me."

"I do, but as like a brother. I just want what's best for you."

"Thanks for your concern, but I'm grown and I think I should make my own decisions."

Terry's eyes went blank and he looked through me and past me. That's when I knew, something bad has either happened or it will happens within moments, "Terry?" I shouldn't be worried because he always has done this so it's expected, "What's going on?"

He rushed into the house with his machine gun ready, "It's Teirm! Something is wrong! Tris, stick by me!" he called from inside the house. So I caught up with him and pulled out the hand gun from his back left hip, "Teirm?" he called out. We walked down the hallway and the closer we got to the end of it, the louder the sound of rasped breathing. We slowly made our way to the room on the left. Terry pushed the door back and turned on the light. The light revealed the most horrific scene.

Teirm was cuffed. Her limbs were cuffed to the bed posts and semen covered her body. Along with the red of blood. All she had on was her white shirt that was bloodied and only hanging together by threads. It revealed her freckled olive skin.

I gasped and dropped my gun. Without thinking I walked over to the bed, "We have to find the keys," tears streamed my face as I rummaged through the piles of her clothes on the floor.

"They're... In...," I looked into the face of Teirm tying to speak.

"Do you know where the keys are?" I asked softly.

She dipped her chin and turn her head the other way, "Dresser...," her voice was small but I went to the dresser and found one key. It was small and silver and the key to unlock her restraints.

I undid her right hand and right foot from the posts before tossing the key to Terry. He unlocked the other two restraints, "Help my get her in the shower," I tell him.

Terry sets his gun aside and picked up the hand gun I dropped. Holstering it, he grabbed Teirm's arm and wrapped it around his neck. Tucked his other arm underneath her knees and picked her up.

I stayed close behind as he went to the bathroom. Our shower was an older model shower. It only had the shower and no bath. Which, in this case was a good thing because we had to her cleaned up.

Terry set her in the shower and I squeezed between them to help Teirm out of her clothes. Her dimmed eyes stayed on mine as I carefully pulled her shirt off, "Can you give us a minute Terry?"

"No, she's my friend too and I wanna help."

"We have to clean her and I don't think after what we all know happened she wants a guy to see her naked."

"Good point, sorry. I'll just be outside. The door that is," he chuckled nervously and left. Closing the door behind him.

"It's okay," I told her when she shuddered, "We'll get you back to good health I tell her."

I turned on the shower head and snagged it from its stand. I used the water to clean off as much as I could before grabbing a sponge. She gasped in pain every time the sponge ran over her wounds.

I finally had her free from all the blood, semen, and grime off her body, "Sit tight, I'm going to get a towel right quick," I left the bathroom and the redhead was crouched to my left and leaned against the door with the towel cabinet.

He lifted his head. Tears poured out of his eyes and his voice was shaken, "How is she?"

"I don't think she's going into work tomorrow morning," I weakly smile, "She needs a towel. I want to tend to her wounds."

Terry stood and opened the door so I could grab one. I pulled out a large towel, "I'll go get the trauma kit and place it in her bedroom," I dipped my head to him and went back into the bathroom. Teirm's wounds had bled a little in my absence so I used a paper towel to clean up the blood. She shiver and shuddered.

"It's okay Teirm," I smile at her and by now her eyes were puffy and purple.

She tried to smile and I saw the struggle, "I'm... okay," she softly mewed.

"Like hell you are," I smiled back and helped her to her feet. I wrapped the towel around her. She leaned against me as I held her up by the hip. We hobbled our way to her room where already Terry had all the bandages out and the gauze with the gauze tape.

Terry stepped aside as I made it to Teirm's bed, "We'll fin' da son o' bitches who done dis to ya Teirm," Terry said forcefully. For some reason, when he's mad, his skin turns dark red and be begins talking funny.

Teirm just smiled at him and hugged his forearm with her hand before slowly and carefully lying on the bed. She laid on her back, "Terry?" I asked him without takin my eyes off of Teirm.

"Yeah, I got it," just then, the door bell rang, "I'll get it. If its someone here to finish the job," Teirm flinched as Terry cocked the hand gun, "I'll take them out."

He laughed maniacally before leaving.

I used the Wound Disinfectant (wd) to clean all the germs from her wounds. Once I did, I pulled out some ointment for the Trauma Kit and slathered it where it needed to be. Once that was over, I covers the wounds with Gauze and tape, "Thank you," she told me.

"What are friends for if we can't help each other?"

She held my hand and I held hers, "Terry likes me," she stated.

"How do you know?"

She coughed a few times and groaned, "I... Just know."

"Do you like him?"

She shrugged, "He's like a big brother to me. He's always there for me and he's always willing to listen to my problems," it's good hearing her get her voice back.

"I think you should talk to him about it. You know, since you had feelings for me not too long ago."

"Yeah, I think I should."

"Let me get you a shirt and some shorts," I stand from the bed and rummage through her drawers again. I pulled out a black shirt and black shorts for her, "So, do you think that you might wanna stay home for the next couple of days. Until your wounds healed that it," I bring over her clothes.

She sits up, "No *groan*, I wanna get back to work. I know I can handle it."

A soft knock came from the door, "Tris? The Dauntless Council are here."

"Okay, I'm on my way out," I call out to him, "Put your clothes on and get some rest okay?" I run a hand through Teirm's hair.

"Okay, but I'm still coming into work tomorrow. I wanna see my attackers' look of disbelief and dismay as I walk the corridors down to Dauntless Leadership. Just to tell them what happened to me."

"What did happen to you?"

"A few Dauntless members followed me home and did this. One of them was Peter. No one liked Peter in the first place and now, they're really not going to like him."

"Oh!" Teirm struggled to get her clothes on. Seeing as though she's trying to move fast but her wounds wouldn't allow he to do such. But all the same, she got her clothes on and she limped over to a dresser on the opposite side of her room. She pulled out a folded up piece of paper from the bottom drawer.

"What is it?" I stand and walk over to her.

"A letter, for you," she placed it in my hand, "Eric gave it to me before I came back home."

"Tris?" Terry pounded on the door harder.

"What?" I yelled at him.

"The council wants to see you. Now!"

"I'm coming out right now," I give Teirm one last smile, "Thanks," before leaving.

The redhead I came face to face with moved aside for me to leave the room, "Talk to Teirm," I tell him.

"Sure thing," he and I move past each other.

I hear the door shut as I go into the hallway and see seven members standing and muttering to themselves. They were looking around my place and I knew they were already judging me, "What are you doing here?" I asked and they jumped at my words.

"We are here to congratulate you on becoming Second. We just wanted to give you your new uniform."

"What's wrong with the one I have on now?"

"It doesn't bear the mark if the leadership symbol."

"Okay, who are you though?" I asked as one council member handed me as set of clothes.

"I am Lead Councilwoman Star."

"Well Star, what do we do now? I have a friend who's not doing too well and I want to take care of her for a couple of days."

"No!" I heard forcefully pushed out of Teirm's mouth. I whip around and saw Tierm holding Terry's arm to help keep her upright, "You have a job to do. I'll be fine in taking care of myself," she looks at me with her puffy eyes.

"I want to make sure that you're taken care of."

"It's okay, just have Terry watch over me," she gave me a type of smile that she only gives when she's excited about something.

"From what I've heard, Terry is the new head of security," Star pointed out.

"Aye, he is," I responded.

"Since he is, there's some paperwork that's going to take a couple of hours to do. And that shouldn't even be the topic up for discussion, what happened to you?" Star asked Teirm.

"Some members of Dauntless attacked me."

"Do you want to file a report?"

"I actually wanted to get back to work tomorrow. I want to show the people who attacked me to see that what they've done can't hinder me."

"You are strong, but you are young. We recommend that you stay here until you are better."

"No! I'm not going to just take it lying down," she shrank back, "They already made me do so."

Star gasped, "What Kind Of Monsters Would Do Such A Thing?!" Star yelled.

"Ones that have a plan," Teirm's voice faded.

"Tell us who they are!" Star demanded.

"No, I'll be fine. Just leave it alone," Teirm buried her face into Terry's arm.

"I want-!" I cut Star off with a shake of my head. I knew not to press the situation.

"Just go, I'll get ready and be right over. I want Terry to stay with her until I can find someone trusting enough to watch over Teirm."

"Well, when you're ready. Just meet us outside. There's not point in having anyone make a follow up trip behind us."

"Okay, just wait outside and I'll be out in a few minutes."

"Yes ma'am," Star bowed and left with the other six in tow.