A/N: I had to do a lot of reference to the book for this chapter. PLEASE post some reviews, I am new at this and I could use some helpful critisism(bleh i don't even know how to spell that). And I hope this chapter is accurate. Hope you enjoy!

The instant I closed my eyes, I seemed to spring back from the reclining chair. But now I'm not in the aptitude test room anymore, I'm in the school cafeteria. It's looks hot outside, and I internally wince as I think about the hot white burning pain of Marcus's belt. My thoughts are interrupted as I hear a woman's voice, "Choose."

I freeze, she sounds just like Evelyn, but she isn't. She's blonde and has her hair pulled back. She belongs to Erudite, I can tell. She has glasses and is quite pretty. Jeanine Mathews I recognize her. Marcus hates her, because she suspects the truth about the relationship between my father and me.

"Choose" she is getting impatient. I look at what she is pointing at. A long sharp knife the length of my forearm and a hunk of cheese. My mouth waters as I look at the cheese, I haven't had food since yesterday at lunch. I was locked in the closet last night after I came home with a bad grade. But that just makes me think of Marcus, how lovely it would be to see his blood flowing and face swollen, for him to finally learn a lesson. I unconsciously pick up the knife as I mutter "This is for your own good". Jeanine Mathews looks me in the eye and asks, "Why did you choose the knife?"

I can't tell her the truth. I just can't. "I…I want to be protected for whatever is coming next."

She narrows her eyes, she knows I'm lying. Which is not surprising. I've never been a good liar anyways. But she doesn't do anything, she smiles a cold half smile says in an eerily pleasant voice, "Whatever you say."

Her words seem blurred, like they are coming over a telephone. She seems blurry, What is going on? When I look around again, my surroundings have changed. I hear a door squeak and turn to see who it is. I freeze, it's a dog. A big one, a very big one. I look at the knife in my hand, it's still there. I don't want to hurt, it would be the first step into turning into Marcus, and I can't allow myself to become that. But if I don't do anything, I might die. First I look for any signs of aggression. It looks alright. So I turn on my heels and walk towards the door. The next seems to happen in slow motion. The door seems to disappear as does everything else. My chest hurts. That's when I see the huge black dog leaning over me, his sharp teeth just inches from my skin. Instinctively I throw my hand at it. Except this time, there's a knife there. The knife plunges into its torso and the dog goes limp. Tears start pouring out of my eyes as I realize I just killed something. I did that. Marcus is starting to rub off me!

Just as grief starts to fill me, I am suddenly whisked off to another scene. I am standing atop a ledge, with the wide ocean below me. I gasp, I seem to have trouble breathing. Why can't I breathe? My head is starting to get dizzy, my mind is fuzzy. And that's when I hear the scream. My Abnegation wired mind rushes to find out who it is and help them. Just as I round the bend, I see a girl getting pushed off the ledge. For a moment I see Evelyn, her face aghast and filled with horror as Marcus pushes her off the ledge. And then I blink, and its just a regular blonde girl and a faceless man pushing her off. Still, I rush to the edge and throw myself off to save this mysterious blonde girl with blue eyes. She looks so helpless, so small. And then it all comes back, my fear of heights. The emptiness, the inevitable crash that would soon follow. I start to shake uncontrollably. Just as we are about to hit the rock hard water below, I wake up.

I am back in the chair, safe and sound. Tori is there, eyes looking wonderingly at me. She seems unsteady. Like I, I think back to that heart-stopping situation that I just faced. It was all fake, but it felt so real. The moment of no control and weightlessness, as I crashed to the rock hard surface, it would linger in me for the rest of my life. I shudder and return back to reality.

Tori looks at me straight in the eye and whispers, "Tobias, listen to me carefully. This is very important. Your test results were inconclusive. Typically each stage of the simulation eliminates one or more of the factions, but in your case only 3 have been ruled out.

"If you had shown an automatic distaste for the knife and selected the cheese, the simulation would have led you to a different scenario that confirmed your aptitude for Amity. That didn't happen, so Amity is out." Tori narrows her eyes as if it is my fault that she has to deal with this situation. My defiant side comes out. But before I can say anything she continues, "You chose the knife, so the next thing we needed to know was why you chose the knife. This was for 2 reasons. For one, there is a bit of truth serum, not enough to convince your brain to always tell the truth, but enough to detect a lie. Since you lied, Candor was ruled out.

"The other reason was to genuinely see the reason of you picking the knife. Dauntless generally choose it because they always want a weapon with them to protect themselves. It didn't matter what you said because we already know you were lying." I hope she doesn't ask me the real reason why I picked the knife, it would seem so suspicious. She raises her eyebrows but doesn't say anything.

"Anyways, next was the dog. That one obviously pointed to Dauntless traits. Nothing special. So the last situation was to rule out Abnegation. But the thing is, it didn't. You saved the girl, an Abnegation trait. So that means you have an even aptitude for Abnegation and Dauntless. Which means you are," she looks around as if someone could be listening, then she stares me straight in the eye and whispers, "Divergent."

Tori continues, "Now it is incredibly vital that you keep this a secret. This is much more serious than other people, people are looking for you, and it could cost your life."

I gulp and nod. I'm still happy over the fact that I have aptitude for something other than Abnegation. Dauntless would not be high on my list but anything to get away from Marcus is welcomed. Tori seems to have aged in the mere 20 minutes that I have been here. She sighs in frustration and dismisses me. I am too stumpted to even say thank you. I nod unsteadily and leave the room.