So, I realize that you, Hufflepuff, are my only reader, and I am actually happy since I thought that I would get none. Thank you. Sorry I haven't been updating much lately. I've been mulling over an idea I got for a Hunger Games fanfic. Here we go, bro. (I really hope that sticks)
I walk out of the bathroom, glasses still on my face. They feel surprisingly normal on my nose and around my ears. The former Candor and Dauntless initiates look up at me as I enter the dorm room. Their eyes follow me as I walk across the room to walk down the stairs, never saying a word which was odd for a Candor. I get downstairs and find the girls there already. I walk over to Lindsay and give a small smile. She looks over at me with a strange mixture of apprehension and pity on her face. I feel like an odd one out here. Maybe I should've stayed in Abnegation. The faction of the selfless. The faction where I'm from.
Look! A wild page break!
It's been two weeks since I transferred from Abnegation into Erudite. Almost everyday there have been tests of all kinds. Personality tests, physical exams, factual tests, and so on and so forth. I'm pretty sure I've done well on them considering the looks of pride I get from Jeanine every now and then. I no longer feel out of place. All the transfers are more comfortable around me. Lindsay also, which makes me happier than I expected. On the day of visiting day, I go on a walk throughout the Erudite headquarters in a futile attempt to memorize all of it. There are just so many hallways and corridors with twists and turns every ten feet. I'm walking along a corridor I don't recognize when I see a room with its door open and noises coming from inside. I walk up to it as silently as I can to try and listen. I'm just curious, not eavesdropping. I think.
"No, no, no! The serum has to hold all of the Dauntless for two days!" Whisper yells a female voice. Dauntless? Tris!
"Well, ma'am," Ma'am? No one in erudite is called ma'am except for Jeanine. So the female voice was Jeanine. "The serum can hold a Dauntless, its the computer. It can't handle having so many serum transmitters connected to it at once,"
Serum transmitters? If they could just up the ram while keeping the heat down, they can handle TENS of thousands of transmitters. (Idk, I just needed to have him find a solution)
I find myself voicing the last part aloud and silently curse myself for my stupidity.
"Who's out there?" Asks Jeanine after shushing the other person in the room with her.
I slowly walk from next to the door, against the wall, to in the door way, in clear sight of all of two people in the small office. A mahogany desk with a sleek black laptop that sits atop it whirring with the effort to keep up with the man's ferocious typing.
"Caleb?" She asks, almost incredulous, "How much did you hear?"
"Enough to know that you plan on controlling the entirety of Dauntless,"
Her eyes widen. She seems to be thinking in the time of her surprised stupor. Then, slowly, an evil grin spreads across her face, her watery grey eyes turning darker to a shade of stormy grey. "Well, then I guess since you already know, you can help me. Unless you want, for an undisclosed reason to be kicked out of Erudite. Kicked out? I can't be factionless! That's the bottom! The people who don't belong!
"Please," I say, almost begging "Please, don't let me become factionless,"
"Good," Her grin growing.
Over the next two hours, she explains her plan, which is highly unethical. What if I were to tell everyone? But she has me under her thumb with her threat to make me factionless. I already let my family down once, I can't do it again. She explains how she plans to put everyone in Dauntless under a simulation-type sleep and overthrow Abnegation. This part makes me jump. Overthrow Abnegation? She just backed me into a corner. She explains about Divergents and what they are and what they can do. The way she describes them makes me shudder. Evil humans bent on overthrowing the faction system. I can't imagine a life without the faction system. The one thing keeping our disruptive community safe and in line. She explains why she wants to get rid of Abnegation. She almost makes me agree with her and her twisted words. Almost. I can tell she is holding something back after she is done. I don't ask in fear of making her do something rash.
"And the first way you can help, is by getting rid of your sister," She shows her laptop screen to me, security footage from outside of the building I'm in. Beatrice is shoving her way through the throngs of Erudite. She looks thin and fit, her hair in a pony tail and her limb moving freely in her black dauntless clothes. "Make her go away,"
"But why?" I can't have my sister hating me. More so since I transferred to Erudite.
"She's Divergent. We can't have a Divergent figuring out our plans and destroying the faction system," She goes on and on about how I have no choice about what I do and how I have to do what shes says, but I stop listening. My sister? Divergent? Does that mean I'm Divergent too?
Bum, bum, bum, BUM! I'll leave you at that, Hufflepuff. I bid you adieu until next time.