To get off the train, you have to jump from the train to a roof. The Dauntless born do it easily, swiftly. Half are already across by the time I'm standing by the door. Ignoring the feeling in my stomach of butterflies and nails, I jump across.

Holy crap. The wind blows at me as I'm suspended in the air, my body feeling like a feather. It all ends when I roll onto the rough roof, skinning my knees and elbows in the process.

"You okay?" A hand shows up in my view. I ignore it as I stand up, brushing off my dress.

"I'm fine, thanks though." I throw a smile to the girl that offered her hand and look across the roof.

"No way, Will?" I see the boy from this morning in front of us, a smile on his face as he talks to his friends. He is a year ahead of us, meaning they were there to instruct us. He looks up, catching my eye. He stops laughing, stops joking. His smile disappears and he turns his whole body towards my, jaw dropping. I smirk, walking towards him, my shoes clacking against the pavement.

"You switched to Dauntless?" he almost yells. I nod quietly as the rest of the initiates stumble off the train. A scream pierced through the air and some of the leaders jog over to see the problem. Will stays in front of me, staring at me, deep in thought.

"Was I not suppose to? It was not because of you, don't worry." He looks relieved. "You don't think I can make it do you?" I cock my head to look up at him, my hand on my hip.

"I don't know. There was a situation like this last year and she came out number one with seven fears…We'll see." He winks at me.

"Ugh, Will save it for Christina!" his fellow leader tells him. I laugh and walk to where everyone was gathered.

Everyone who made it, that is.

"What faction was she from?" I ask him curiously.

"Abnegation…second ever to transfer here." I'm quiet. Abnegation...to Dauntless? And they think I'm the one who won't fit in?

"Listen up! I'm Max, I am one of the leaders of the Dauntless! We are your new faction." These words erupt from an older man a few feet away. He's on the ledge, his grey hair moving with the slight breeze. His skin is dark, filled with creases from age. "Several stories below where you stand is the member's entrance to our compound. If you can't find the courage to jump off, you don't belong here. Our initiates are privileged with going first."

"We have to jump from a ledge that's about…" the girl looks over the edge. "7 stories up?" The asker is a Erudite. She's tall with dark hair and pale skin that was crawling in fresh goose bumps. "What's at the bottom?" She's panicked at the thought of death.

"Yes, and it's up to you to find out." Max's voice stops and the only noise left is the wind and my heartbeat.

Think Brook. If it wasn't safe, it wouldn't be part of this. They are trying to scare us, see it we will follow-through…Right? I look at Will, his eyes calculating. I trust him, maybe I shouldn't, but I do. I look around to see the other initiates fidgeting. They're nervous.

"Well well well…is this an Amity we have? Are you going to be able to hurt people?" The one asking is a boy in the same age group as Will.

"Do I get kicked out if I punch you right now?" I ask. I cock my head at him.

"Ooooooo" a chorus of voices join together, laughing, daring me to jump. I laugh.

Brook, you can do this. I think back to jumping on the roof, the adrenalin had coursed through me, burning my veins with the friction from the speed. I step forward as Max moves out of my way.

Brook, if an Abnegation can do it, you can do it just as easily, even easier. Focus on your breathing, close your eyes. If you die, you die bravely.

I step upon the ledge, forcing myself not to look down, but just to jump. I feel queasy, but I take a big breath. Bend my knees, and jump, suspending myself in the air.

The wind races past my face, I feel like I'm flying. Or, if I went into a nose-dive flying rather…

Slump

My body hits something suddenly. It feels too soon, but as I look up and see the light coming from the roof, I made it all the way. I look down and see I'm on a net. I look around me.

"First jumper is an Amity, I see." I look up to see a boy smirking. "What's your name?" I open my mouth to say Brooklyn, but something stops me, a nagging at the time with Will. Now, I am Bryn. The time seemed so long ago, yet it was this morning.

"Bryn." I say, clearing my throat. "My name is Bryn." I say again louder. I stumble harshly off the net, my feet finding the pavement.

"First jumper, Bryn!" Someone somewhere yells. I get a better view of the boy. He looked Will's age, dark hair, tan skin, dark eyes. He stands with his arms crossed, his eyebrows furrowed, biting the inside of his cheek. I stand over by him, waiting, watching as my fellow initiates jump down.

"Okay, let's go." the boy says, leading us out of the room with the net. I'm stuck in my own thought, not noticing where we are going, but it felt simple enough. Straight.

"Okay listen up!" I hear a voice yell. It echoes off the stone walls, bouncing back around the bodies. The difference is, this time, it's a female voice. "My name is Christina! This lovely gentleman you met in the net room is Uriah, and we are the initiate's trainers. You have picked us, now we must pick you! Dauntless-born, go with Uriah, transfers, come with me." The hall suddenly divides into to groups, Dauntless-born and transfers. We follow Christina as she gives us the tour of the place.

Underground doesn't make a difference here, it's probably nicer than outside. I bite my lip, how am I Amity and able to think that?

"This is the chasm! You take one stupid daredevil jump off, you more than likely won't make it back!" Christina shouts. We are on a bridge, water rushing past us. I feel shaky, unsafe on the bridge. I'm unaware of it though after a few minutes, because Christina finally see's me. We are the exact opposites. Her skin is smooth, dark, almost like chocolate. Her eyes have a spark of curiosity in them, it swims in the depths of her dark eyes, hiding under the wall she has placed there. Her hair is almost black, but back in a ponytail.

She's staring at me, watching my every move, twitches and all. She leads us else where, showing us where we eat, train, and sleep. We find where to get Dauntless clothes, tattoos, and then she let's us go.

"Training starts tomorrow." Is the last she tells us. She walks away, disappearing.

I walk around the place for a little while, wondering in halls until I'm lost, wondering until I come to the cafeteria. People are gathered here, eating what must be dinner. Eyes and whispers follow me everywhere as I move through the crowd. At first I thought it was because I'm still looking like an Amity. Boy was I wrong.

"Hey, you're Bryn right?" I here a female voice to my right. I turn and see a tall, leggy girl. She's pretty, tan skin, dark hair, green eyes. I can only nod. I've never been good at making friends.

"I'm Meghan! I was a Erudite." I laugh.

"I know, you're still wearing your glasses and blue dress." I tell her. She blushes.

"Come eat with us, after dinner we'll go get some Dauntless clothes…And do something with your hair." She laughs as I frown.

"What's wrong with my hair?" I ask.

"Way to long for a Dauntless." She smiles at me. "But light enough for some fun colors!" We talk in line, but once we get to the food, I'm nervous. I copy Meghan in her selections, but when we get to the table to sit, I just pick at the food.

"Why aren't you eating?" Will's voice comes from behind me. I look back at him and wrinkle my nose. He understands and nods. "I want to introduce you to some people, come with me." I get off the bench and trot behind him, following him across the room.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask him. He leads me out of the cafeteria up to the shops.

"Rita! I brought her, come do your magic!" Will yells. A girl comes out from the back, pale skin, purple hair, and a lip piercing. She looks shocked, then recovers and pulls my into the back room. I look back for Will, he's smirking as he turns and goes next door to the tattoo shop.

"Put this on then stand here." Rita gives me clothes to change into, and when I look, it's a sports bra and underwear. I change quickly in a stall and then stand on the platform. She walks around me, studying.

"Very little fat on your body." She remarks.

"Can't trust what the Amity put in their food, so I don't eat it."

"Woah, what's this." She says, poking at my stomach. "Do all Amity have that?" I look at what she's talking about.

"No. Just me." I forgot it was even there.

"Feeding tube?" she looks at me. I nod.

"They thought I was sick when I was little, really I just found out that they put drugs in the food, so I stopped eating, unsure of what was drugged, you know? They sent me to the hospital and after I was there for a little while not eating, they put the permanent one on my stomach…it makes me nervous to eat here, honestly."

"They drugged you more than everyone else, didn't they?" She asks. It sounds less of a question, more of a statement. I nod blandly. The feeding tube was a new kind at the time they put it in, now I could benefit from a newer one.

"You still use it?" Rita asks, pushing it.

"Yes." I tell her. I study the spot in between my lower ribs and belly button where a small, circular port sits, finding home in my skin.

"But you can eat, correct?" I nod. "I never got enough nutrients as a child, so my body stopped knowing how to accept them. This feeding tube saved my life." I say. Rita bites her lip as she stands back to look me over.

"We are giving you the most affective and quickest Dauntless make-over in history. We'll do clothes last, first hair." She gives me a robe to wear, leading me to a chair. She takes out scissors, and seeing my panic says, "Just trust me. I won't make it to severe." I nod, my eyes wide.

I decided not to watch, just pay attention to my breathing.

"Okay, you can't see your hair yet, I set the colors in. Don't worry, it's just an under-layer of pink." I look, but my hair is all under a towel.

"What's next?" I ask her. She points to the clothes. I nod as she goes to work, picking out clothes, putting them back, and doing it all over again. Eventually she ends up with a black dress that reaches to my knees. She gives me black sneakers called 'converse'. She tells me they're vintage.

"Your hair is done!" Rita says excitedly. She had washed it out and styled it.

"Wait, you need to change." she tells me, frowning and throwing a pair of black pants and a black tank top.

"These pants are very tight." I say, huffing as I put them on.

"They're called skinny jeans, that's the point." She smiles at me. "Perfect!" I turn and look in the mirror, and who I see I feel I don't know. My hair is no longer to my hips, but the middle of my ribs. The color is separated between blonde on top and a hot pink underneath. I laugh, moving my arms to see if it's really me. My eyes dazzle and pop, the layers of colors grabbing whoever looks to come closer, no choice about it. They are lined with black, and mascara makes my eyelashes look like a feather duster. She was right though, these clothes show off the tiny body I have, defining the curves and accenting my hair, which hangs loosely on my back in ringlet curls.

"Wow." I breath. I smile at her and then notice something in the mirror. A bump appears where the feeding tube is.

"Leave it." Rita touches my hand. "Come with me." I stumble behind her as she brings me to Will. He smiles at me.

"Woah, B, what'd you do?" I laugh, bells appearing.

"Who knows."

"C'mon, we have people to meet now." I follow Will out of the shop, waving to Rita. He brings me to the training room. Once there, I see Christina talking to a tall boy who's back was to me. Uriah is also here, but him I can see. A girl is here too, besides Christina. I can here her voice, but not see her. My 5'2" frame trembles as I walk towards them, fear taking over my body.

"Guys, this is Bryn." Will says. People say hello, but I don't pay attention to them, because the tall boy who turned around is someone I know very well. Or at least, I did.

"No." His voice cracks as he sees me, his eyes wide and vulnerable.

"Tobias." I barely whisper his name, unsure that it's him. He's older, his hair longer, his eyes have a gleam I've never seen before, but I know it's him. "No." I turn and start to run away from him, running away from everything, as I always have.

"Will, get her!" Tobias' voice takes control, demands attention. Will easily steps in front of the door that I had strayed away from.

"No. Let me out." I beg Will. I can't go through this, not again.

"Brook?" Tobias' voice cracks. I turn and face him.

"Tobias." I say plainly, but inside I'm breaking.

"They did it, didn't they." I nod. "You crashed?" he asks. I nod again, laughing.

"You ran off and they over-injected me." I say.

"Anyone going to fill me in on this?" Will asks. Christina's still talking to the other girl.

"When I was in the hospital, I met Brook. Amity didn't enjoy her behavior so they dosed all her food. She stopped eating and they needed to feed her through a tube. They were going to call her crazy, but they took blood and found a lethal amount of the chill-drug they inject the food and people with. I disappeared because I came to Dauntless, but before that we ganged up to find information about Amity." Tobias tells Will.

"Did you ever find the answer? To why they were so…" Will trails off.

"Persistent on me?" I ask bitterly.

"Yea."

"I found it." Tobias tells me. I look at him confused. "Tris, come here." the chatter between Christina and the girl stops as the girl comes to stand with Tobias, all her eyes on him.

"Yea?" she asks.

"Tris, this is Brook, Brook, this is Tris." I look away from him to the girl. The girl that made me feel like I was looking in an mirror exactly.

"Holy-" I start.

"Shit." Tris replies. Same height, same small frame, same hair and eye color, facial features.

"Tris and Bryn were genetically engineered by Erudite with help from Dauntless, Abnegation, and Amity. Both are adopted, they were twins that the Erudite programmed like computers to run the same way, matched their DNA exactly. Brook-"

"Bryn" Will corrects him.

"Bryn, was lied to about her age so that she'd appear younger than Tries. We don't know the reason for that yet, but we do know they were not expected to be Divergent, and at that, Abnegation result with Dauntless choice."

"How do you know it'd Brook?" Christiana asks. I look away from Tries and lift up my shirt to show the scars from previous feeding tubes, and the actual feeding tube itself.

"Yep, that's Brook." Tobias smiles.