Tris' POV
"Well?" I look at her expectantly. "The fears..."
"They weren't mine," she whispers. My heart almost leaps out of my throat.
"Uhhh, what?"
"I don't know who's fears they were. But they were not mine. I'm not claustrophobic, and my moths weren't there," she says.
"Claustrophobic?" I ask. She nods. "Well, we have to ask someone that we can trust. Someone who'll know things."
She nods. I go to Tori first. "Hi Tori," I say as I enter the tattoo shop. "We need to talk to you. In private."
We walk to the back of the shop. "What is it?" she asks.
I motion towards Christina. "Well, during Fear Landscapes just now, something wasn't right about the sim. They weren't my fears. They were someone else's," she says.
"Also, you know a lot about Divergence and stuff, and we can trust you, so...we came to you," I add.
She nods thoughtfully. "I think someone manipulated it. Someone who wanted to show their enemy or rival's weakness to someone who'd spread it. Someone important, but good with computers."
"Who could've done it? And who's fears were those?" Christina asks. "And most importantly- why did they think I'd spread it?"
I laugh. "You sure you've got your priorities straight, Chris?"
She nods firmly. "Yup! Anyway- answers?"
Tori shrugs. "I don't know. But obviously, we need to find out. Get people you trust. We need to find this Dauntless traitor." (A/N in this story there's no war so no one's dead and no dauntless traitors...until now)
The next person we went to was obviously Tobias, or Four to Christina. "Hey To-Four," I correct myself. Christina shoots me a look saying 'what are you hiding?' but I give her an innocent look saying 'what? Nothing'.
"What's up?" Tobias asks us.
"Well. During the Fear Landscapes, the fears seemed a little off at first, but I wasn't sure why," Christina explains. "Then I realized- those weren't my fears."
Tobias' eyes widen. "Tori said it was someone who wanted to expose their enemy's weakness," I say. "Someone important and good with computers."
"Christina..." he begins. "Do you remember any fears?"
She knits her eyebrows together. "Claustrophobia. Definitely. Jumping off a building, I think? There were less than mine. Something about guns...I don't exactly recall."
That doesn't sound good. Those sound like...Tobias' fears.
He looks at me meaningfully. I know what that look means- see me after this.
"Okay. I'll try to help. Thanks for telling me," he says, nodding.
"Hey, I need to talk to him for a while. Be a minute," I whisper in Christina's ear. She nods, winking at me. I start to protest, but she's already out the door.
"Bye!" she calls.
As soon as the door shuts, I shout, "Those sound like they were your fears!" the same time he shouts, "Those sound like they were my fears!"
We are always in perfect unison, in our thoughts, our actions. I allow myself a giggle.
"They probably were," he says, in a low voice. "I do seem...dislikeable to some of my fellow upperclassmen." He says it politely, but I know what he's actually trying to say is that the leaders are jealous of the way he seems powerful when he's 'lower' than them.
I nod. Wherever you go, no matter how hard you try, no matter what you do, how nice you are- there will always be envy. Someone will always be jealous of you, of your success, your triumphs, how you seem so nice. "So obviously it's one of the leaders."
"Three leaders don't know me. They're in different divisions. Only Eric and Max know me. And either could do it. Eric because he's good with computers, coming from Erudite, and obviously hates me. Max because he said he trained a while with computers and resents me because I turned down the leader job."
Eric and Max are both equal suspects, but I feel as if it is Eric, afraid that Four will overthrow his leader throne, still jealous of the guy who only has 4 fears and beat him in initiation.
"Well?" he demands.
"What?"
"Who do you think it is?"
I hesitate for a second, not knowing why. This is Tobias. I can trust him. "Eric. Just because. He's jealous, because he's afraid that you'll overthrow him. And he's sadistic."
I hear him breathe out a sigh of relief. "Good. Me too. Now go away before Christina suspects something weird happening."
I scurry out the door, yelling a goodbye when I see Christina appear behind me. "Let's go," I say, dragging her to the apartments where Will, Uriah, Marlene and Lynn are crowded in Christina's apartment.
"Hey!" Christina exclaims when we unlock it. "I don't remember giving you guys permission to be here!"
"C'mon Christina, lighten up! Plus, we didn't break in, Will unlocked it for us," Uriah whines.
She glares at Will. "I never should've told you where I kept the emergency key!"
"ANYWAY, what's up guys?" Marlene says, breaking the fight indirectly. She's perched on a table, beside Lynn, who's glaring at everyone as usual.
"Right." Christina explains the situation and how we might have a Dauntless traitor on our hands.
Their eyes widen, even Lynn's. "How..." Uriah mutters to himself.
"Problem is," I say. "We can't find the traitor. And we need your help. The only other people who know are Four and Tori."
"Can I tell Zeke? He's not the traitor. And he'll help," Uriah says.
"Yeah, same with Shauna," Lynn says.
I share a look with Christina, before saying that they could. Then we played the Confession game for a while, just to get this traitor stuff out of our systems. The point of confession was that someone asked you about one of your fears- the strangest, funniest, scariest, etc.- and you had to answer, or you had to sing and dance to a song in the middle of the Pit that the asker picked.
Christina went first. She claimed the rights because it was her apartment. Her eyes moved from Will, to Uriah, to Marlene, to Lynn to me. Then stopped. At me. Crap.
"Tris. Most embarrassing fear."
I thought. None of my fears were that embarrassing really, so I just shrugged. "One of my fears is when a bunch of crows attack me. Stupid to be scared of that but whatever, my turn. Uriah. The fear you wish you didn't have."
He turns red. "I-I-"
"Uri's afraid of unicorns," Marlene says. He glares at her.
"Mar!"
"At least you don't have to sing and dance to some random song in the middle of the Pit. People'd think you're insane!"
"I am insane," he says, mock flipping his hair. "It's part of my charm."
"Charm? What is this 'charm' you say you have?" Lynn says, and Uriah glares at her. Then he points to himself.
"It's all right here! Plus, I love to sing and dance!"
"Yeah, whatever. Just ask someone."
He scans the room. "Ah, Will buddy! Most emotional fear."
"What the heck does that mean?"
"The fear you show the most emotion, duh!"
He thinks for a while. "Well, I'm screaming a LOT when I'm hanging by my toes above a bottomless pit, so it'd be that I guess. Lynn, the most childish fear."
She turns red. "Sgheijej," she mutters.
"What was that?"
"Stuff toys, okay?!" she yells, turning redder than before as we laugh at her. "Mar, weirdest fear."
She laughs. "Okay, so I'm in this world where everything's made of ice-cream and chocolate sauce and all that. I'm afraid that a giant scoop will crush me and hot chocolate sauce will burn me." Everyone laughs as she protests. "In my defense, you could seriously die from that!"
"Death by chocolate," Uriah chuckles. "That's awesome."
"Uri. A fear I don't know about."
He groans. "I knew you'd ask this eventually. I'm afraid of...spiders. SPIDERS, OK?" Everyone starts laughing.
"Dude, I can understand being scared of moths but spiders? Those cute little critters?" Christina says.
He glares at her. Then he points in accusing realization. "Chrissy is afraid of moths! Ha-ha! Ha-ha!" He starts making fun of Christina, then Christina starts making fun of Uriah and they're trying to out-make-fun of each other. (Sort of like outrun, etc.)
"Guys! Shut up! Uriah, your turn," I say.
He rolls his eyes. "I will ask you, Tris, since you're the one who told me to shut up," he says. It's my turn to roll my eyes. "Scariest fear."
I think for a while. "I guess kidnapping, but only because I have no solutions for it."
"Then what did you do in the Fear Landscape?" Marlene asks.
I chuckle. "I said a bunch of weird, random stuff, like BROWN IS SO LAST SEASON and THAT NEW GUCCI BAG IS TOTES FABU," I say.
They all laugh. Yes, it's funny. Even I have to admit it.
"Guys...we have to stop now. Focus on the real task. It's getting a little late," Christina says, getting up.
"Christina!" Uriah whines, trying to pull her down but obviously failing, since Christina was still standing up.
I get up as well. "Christina's right. We gotta go. See you guys later!"
Her and I walk out, leaving the others in the room.
I close the door behind us. "Who do you think it is?"
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