Hello again nerdlings, here is a new chapter for my story. Please remember that Four and Wyatt are related! I own nothing except new characters and ideas, no money is being made from my writing, and all rights go to the rightful owners. So with that said please enjoy and review!
"What do you need Eric?" Four said in his calm voice, shielding Wyatt from my wrath, her brother died here, she should have steered clear of this faction. But I will deal with her little ass soon. I turn my attention to Four.
"What have you been doing lately, Four?" I ask my tone was still on the edge of murder seeing her here.
Four lifts a shoulder. "Nothing, really," he says but I don't buy into it.
"Max tells me he keeps trying to meet with you, and you don't show up. He requested that I find out what's going on with you." I say my voice tense, I glance at Wyatt who is talking with Tris, I tried not to notice how she grew into a woman over five years.
Four looks at me for a few seconds before saying, "Tell him that I am satisfied with the position I currently hold."
"So he wants to give you a job." I say when I already knew, but I warned Max Four wouldn't go along with this madness we have unleashed.
"So it would seem," Four says moving closer to Tris and Wyatt, it unnerved me.
"And you aren't interested." I retort keeping the conversation going. "I haven't been interested for two years.
"Well," I say "Let's hope he gets the point, then."
I clap Four on the back with enough force he understands this isn't over, I get up from my position next to the loud mouth, Wyatt was looking right at me her eyes swirling, or was it just me?
I walked away my body so tense, like a wire ready to snap.
"Max, I want to help train this year." I say he gives me a look "This isn't like you Eric," he was going to say no.
"This year's new members need to be better than the previous years; I want to ensure it happens. They need to be broken," he gave a nod "You may help Four train," this was my chance to help Percy in some way, she wasn't normal by any standards.
"Four you will have help this year with the training of the initiates, but Zeke alerted me you're needed in the computer room," Max told Four as I stood behind them "I will show the initiates to their new home," I offered seeing a cool calm rage run over Fours face before it vanished.
I watched Four walk away as I turned seeing them all eating, I would give them a few more minutes.
Four's point of view…
I swear, I just want out of Dauntless before the shit hits the fan, but maybe things could change, maybe I could change.
"Hey Zeke, I'm not here for little training new initiates," I smile at my friend "You have a message man," he retorted, damn this woman she would be the only one to do something so stupid. I sat checking seeing it was Evelyn, my biological mother.
"Four,
I received news. As you know my son I was with child when I was banished from Abnegation those years ago. I had your sister her name was Madison, when she was barely a year Jeanine Matthews and Margo Tomlin came. They took Madison from me, she was raised in Erudite, word has come to me she is a faction transfer in Dauntless now, her name isn't Madison anymore. I am unsure of it. Find her, protect her. -mother" this wasn't what I was expecting, we had a few female Erudite transfers, I would have to do some blood work to find out who she was.
"Deep shit man, you need help let me know," it was Zeke "Yeah find out about the female Erudite transfers," I say getting up as he gave me a nod of his head.
Eric's point of view…
"New initiates up, follow me now!" I called loud as they all stood Wyatt with the two other girls all smiling. I start to lead them down a series of hallways without telling them where we're going. At the end of each hallway is a blue lamp, but between them it's dark, I hear a few stumble, the clicking of heels on the stone floor. I stop in front of a wooden door while folding my arms. While they gather around me, Wyatt and her friends including Edward and Will a little back.
"For those of you who don't know, my name is Eric," I say. "I am one of five leaders of the Dauntless. We take the initiation process very seriously here, so I volunteered to oversee most of your training."
"Some ground rules, he says. You have to be in the training room by eight o'clock every day. Training takes place every day from eight to six, with a break for lunch. You are free time to do whatever you like after six. You will also get some time off between each stage of initiation." I alert them to some ground rules, Wyatt looks like she is soaking every word from my mouth up.
"You are only permitted to leave the compound when accompanied by a Dauntless," I shouldn't have to add this "Behind this door is the room where you will be sleeping for the next few weeks. You will notice that there are ten beds and only nine of you. We anticipated that a higher proportion of you would make it this far."
"But we started with twelve!" protests the loud mouth candor girl. She needs to learn to stay quiet.
"They knew not all of us would make it this far, it's logical with prior years of the same issue. They estimate on the number and plan, if surprised they remedy that by adding another bed or in this case subtract," she wasn't in Erudite any more, she would have to learn to have some discipline, when to also keep her mouth shut.
"There is always at least one transfer who doesn't make it to the compound. Wyatt is correct as well, even though you girls will have to learn to keep your traps shut," I knew my voice was cold, tense, even cruel.
"Anyway, in the first stage of initiation, we keep transfers and Dauntless-born initiates separate, but that doesn't mean you are evaluated separately. At the end of initiation, your rankings will be determined in comparison with the Dauntless-born initiates. And they are better than you are already. So I expect," great now I seemed to be explaining like an Erudite, I cracked my neck getting myself together.
"Rankings?" asks the mousy-haired Candor girl to my right. "Why are we ranked?"
I smirk, fear flashes on some of their faces as I do, others looked rather uncomfortable. All except Wyatt, it didn't faze her in the slightest. "Your ranking serves two purposes," I say. "The first is that it determines the order in which you will select a job after initiation. There are only a few desirable positions available." Wyatt started looking nervous.
"What do we do if we're cut?" a candor boy asked, if I remember correctly his friends had called him Peter.
"You leave the Dauntless compound," I say indifferently, "and live factionless." I notice the Stiff and Wyatt; Wyatt became very pale her dark eyes wide in fear.
The mousy-haired girl clamps her hand over her mouth and stifles a sob. "But that's not fair!" the broad-shouldered Candor girl, Molly, says. Even though she sounds angry, she looks terrified. "If we had known…"
"Are you saying that if you had known this before the Choosing Ceremony, you wouldn't have chosen Dauntless?" I snap. "Because if that's the case, you should get out now. If you are really one of us, it won't matter to you that you might fail. And if it does, you are a coward."
I pushed the door to the dormitory open.
"You chose us," he says. "Now we have to choose you."
"You have sets of clothes in your trunk, you will dress for bed before joining me by the Ember pit to burn your clothes, you leave that life behind tonight," I say turning my back to them. I hear whispering, trunks opening.
I wait a few minutes before I turn seeing Wyatt's bare back as she pulls a black long tee on, I advert my eyes from her to the Stiff who was dressed already. "Get your clothes and form a line,"
I stood in front of the Ember pit it was burning bright as they each stopped dropping their clothes in before heading to their bunk. Tris was nearly in tears, typical Stiff. Wyatt looked down at her clothes before dropping the shoes first, she was able to get on the train, off the train and do the jump in those things, a little pride hit me. "Drop the dress Wyatt, you leave Erudite behind." Her dark eyes shinned with tears, a new emotion hit me, one I wasn't sure of.
She let them drop. I left them after lights out, a fair few cried but I sat in my office seeing a message from my mother "Wyatt has left us, it is with great sadness too. She is brilliant, she goes to you in Dauntless now. Turn her to us again, I don't need her finding out how her Divergent brother was murdered as well. Another issue is she has a brother also in Dauntless, a biological brother, I suggest you figure whom it is and deal with it -Mother." This day couldn't get any better, my sarcasm was in full force tonight. I wrote her a message back and finished new Initiate paper work. I held Wyatt's chart, something hit me, Cara was the one to do her Aptitude test, it was also entered manually. Cara shut the room down after, for a full check due to a virus. Fuck.
I was about to walk into the tunnel on my right when I heard a small sob coming from the chasm. I watched Wyatt for a moment as she sat on the railings, her hair a mess, I walked over in silence.
I didn't know why but I wrapped my arms around her pulling her back towards my chest "If I ever see you doing something so foolish, you are never to sit on the railings. It is dangerous Wyatt," I yelled turning her to face me her pale face red, tears coating her face.
She stared hitting my chest with her small balled up fist "Why did he really die Eric? Why didn't you stop it?" she screamed her voice hoarse as she pounded my chest, it actually hurt. "You know deep down why he died and how. I didn't know until he was already dead, I would have done anything and everything to stop it, he was my best friend Wyatt." I grabbed her giving her a shake. Her eyes tore right into my soul.
"Come one you need rest," I lead her back to the doors of the dorm, leaving her there before returning to my apartment seeing Joslyn waiting for me "Hey babe you took forever," she smiled, I was a little too tense and worried to deal with her.
"I am just not in the mood tonight Jos." She frowned, we are dating, but I have no feelings towards her it was about convenience for myself. I gave her a kiss before leaving her wanting more, on the other side of my door.
I grabbed a vase my mother gave me and chucked it at the far wall, it shattered on impact. I felt a little better "Damn her," I growled laying down for the little bit of sleep I was going to get.
