AN: Hello again everyone! I meant to update on Wednesday, but life has a way of ruining your plans. My Grandmother had a heart attack on Wednesday morning and I have been spending most of my time at the hospital with her. (I still am, but she's asleep for now) That is also the reason that this chapter is a bit shorter than I had planned, I figured a shorter update sooner was better than a longer update later. I should be updating again soon though. Anyway, thank you to my wonderful favoriters, followers, and reviewers, I love you guys. Like I said before, I love hearing from you! And it helps me write knowing someone is waiting for a new chapter.

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Chapter Two

Eric's POV

I watch from the shadows as the second figure hits the net; the erudite boy I remember is helped down and introduces himself as Carl. Although we come from the same faction I don't know him that well, I didn't know his name until just now, but I'm sure I've seen him talking to Gidget before.

Everyone watches anxiously, waiting to see who will jump next. Rather than another initiate hitting the net with a scream, a flash of blue flutters through the hole and every one leans forward to see an Erudite shirt lying on the edge of the net.

"What the?" Four starts as he looks up toward the ledge above.

Before he can complete his question a flash of black and blue hits the net; the girl lands on her back and lays there for a moment softly laughing to herself. After a moment she seems to remember that another initiate could be falling onto the net at any moment and finally taking note of the hands at the edge of the net she climbs toward them.

Even in the tunnels dim light I recognized her immediately. Her long brown curls are uncharacteristically pulled up into a ponytail, her features slightly older than when I saw her last, but it is definitely her.

"What's your name?" Lauren asks with a smile.

"Gabby," she replies quickly as she begins smoothing out the wrinkles in her shirt.

"Welcome to Dauntless, go stand with the other initiates until everyone is down," Four says in his usual annoying voice.

She steps down from the platform and walks over to the two boys that jumped before her. Once all the initiates are down Four and Lauren start to lead them out of the room. As they pass by her eyes catch mine for a moment, quickly looking away like I am just another face in a crowd of strangers. I can't really blame her for not noticing me; I don't look anything like my old self. Erudite Eric had short hair, mine is grown out. He didn't have eyebrow piercings and a lip ring, or black ink coming up the sides of his neck. I hardly recognize myself sometimes.

When the initiates are almost out of the cavern she freezes dead in her tracks, turning back to search the crowd again, nearly causing the initiate behind her to run into her. Her eyes find mine, shining with realization and she raises an eyebrow. After a moment though a tall Candor boy grabs her wrist and pulls her along and she's gone from view.

An hour later I make my way into the dining room with Max, as always a hush falls over the Dauntless inside the room when they see any of the five of us enter a room. Once the chatter starts up again we find our way to the table where the other three leaders are waiting. As I take my seat I can feel the stares burning into the back of my skull, I turn to find Four sitting a couple tables away with the transfers. Most of them are whispering questions to their instructor and sneaking looks at my table when they can, but she is openly staring right at me with the studious gaze only an Erudite can manage.

"What do you think Eric?" Max asks, bringing me from my staring contest with Gidget and back to the conversation.

I clear my throat, "About? " I ask trying to sound as bored and uninterested as possible.

James, one of the other leaders, laughs and pushes my shoulder, "If you can pull your attention away from the pretty transfer for a moment we have something important to discuss."

"As I was saying, we need to decide who will go to a meeting with Jeanine Matthews next week," Max began more seriously, "I suggested that as a newly appointed leader it would be good training for you to accompany me, not to mention with it being your former faction you're an obvious choice."

I nod my head in agreement, trying to seem like this is new information, but in reality I've have known about this meeting for a while…

One Year Ago

I'm walking down the hallway of Erudite Headquarters toward my father's office; he asked me this morning to check in after school before I head to our apartment. It's an unusual request, but tomorrow is my Choosing Day, so I suppose it isn't a normal afternoon.

I find the door that belongs to his office and knock softly. My father's deep voice instructs me to enter from the other side, so I slowly push it open. Sitting in one of the two chairs in front of his desk is my father; his usual seat is being taken up by Jeanine Mathews, leader of the Erudite.

"Richard, would you give me a moment with your son?" Jeanine asks, but her tone makes it sound more like a demand. My father stands quickly, giving me a nod on his way out. My father doesn't look angry with me, so I must not be in trouble, and the curiosity in his eyes makes me think that he might not know what is going on either.

She jestures for me to sit in the chair across from her and I quickly comply. "Have I done something wro…" Jeanine cuts me off before I can finish asking my question.

"You got Dauntless on your aptitude test, am I correct."

I nod, and she raises an eyebrow, "Yes ma'am," I amend,

She leans forward, resting her elbows on the desk and knitting her fingers together, "I have I job for you, Eric." She pauses, studying me the way an animal studies its prey, "Tomorrow at the choosing ceremony you will choose Dauntless."

I open my mouth to reply but she doesn't allow it, "I've been watching you for a while Eric, I think you are the right choice for the job I have in mind. You will go to Dauntless, you will dominate your initiate class by any means necessary, and you will do whatever you have to in order to fit in. There is a position open for a new Dauntless leader, normally it would take some time to reach that status but with an opening you should be able to get your foot in the door by coming in first in initiation."

When she pauses I am finally able to ask a question, "Why?"

She smiles at me, a smile that sends chills down my spine and makes the hairs on my arm stand up, "I will tell you that if you achieve your first goal." She stands and confidently strides toward the door, she pauses with her hand on the knob, "Oh and Eric, if you fail me, remember that I have the power to hurt anyone you leave behind, family or friends. Do I make myself clear?"

I picture my parents, my best friend Andrew, and most of all Gabriella and I know that I can't fail, "Yes, ma'am, crystal clear. "