Author's Notes: So to move the story along this chapter as you can tell is in Four/Tobias' POV. Mostly this will be a reflection of how Four/Tobias lived in the Dauntless. I have not read any of the novels about Four/Tobias when he was in the Dauntless, so this will not be that. Also I'm planning for this to be only ten or fifteen chapters. But plan to do a sequel. Please read and review!

Selfless by 3sth3r

Disclaimer: I don't own the Divergent.

Chapter 3: A Strange Day

Four/Tobias' POV

When I wake up my head is pounding. Every inch of my body is in sharp pain. When I go to force my eyes to open, the first thing I see is a blinding light. I flex my fingers down to my toe and find that can't move. It hurts to breathe, even to blink. But I was no longer cold or wet from the rain that came to wake me at night.

But somehow I was able to move my head enough to see that was no longer outside in the cold but in the warmth of a small room. I looked around saw small stacks of books and papers, wooden furniture and a collection of clothes from every faction. Crystal figures that shined rainbows on the walls and the faint smell of stew waffled in the air.

Trying to sit up a causing more sharp pain to cut through my back, and for warm liquid to be pooling under me. "AAAHHH!" I scream. When I look down I see my bandages bleed through. I pull back the cover to see as best as I can the damage done. Most of the bandages are still white just the one on my abdomen has reddened. But I also notice I have no clothes, or at least the ones I was wearing and the only other clothe here are too far way for me to get at. Forgetting the idea to even try to get the clothes at the other end of the room and I place the blankets over me, I lie back down, and try to focus on what happen to me, exactly.

I was hanging out in the dorms minding my own business when Max, our instructor came in. It was a part of the trails we have to go through to become a true Dauntless, first it was the fighting and then the weaponry, and lastly the fearscape. We were still at the fighting stage even through the practice for the fearscape had begun. We were going to put our fight skills to work and had a paintball fight. But if you ask me it was more of a hunting sport. We started at night and into the early morning. The last thing I remember is Eric kicking my face in.

I lay there for a while not really knowing where I am or why I was here in the first place. The only thing I did know was that it early afternoon and I was starting to get hungry.

After another hour or so I hear a door creek open and slam shut, a pair of little footsteps walking up and coming closer. And then I see how has brought me here. A girl with grey clothes with grey work boots, she hasn't notice that I'm awake as she closes the door behind her softly. I try to stand but fail but hunched over, taking the blanket to cover myself. I look over to see what I can use as a weapon and find an old world letter opener. I grunt with a rough voice.

She jumps back against the wall. "O, you're up." She took a deep breath in. But I just stay there hunched over.

"Why... am... I...h…here?" I ask as she slowly moves around the room with her hands up.

"To get better." She paused, "That all. Remember grey clothes, Abnegation, which means I'm selfless." She said. I know the Abnegation are selfless but I never hear one talk out of turn to clearly someone out of their own faction.

I lowered the letter opener knowing she was right. If she wanted to kill me she would have done it. "W...w…water?" I manage to say while lay back down in the bed with the blankets covering me.

She nods, "Sure." She leaves to get the water. When she returns she kneels next to me, being careful not to hurt me farer by helping me up. She begins to notice the red bandage as the blanket slowly fall around my waist and lifts an eyebrow. But I remain silent. Slowly I drank the cool water, and slowly she lay me back down on the floor.

I looked away as she undoes the bandages around my abdomen. She quickly grabs a medical bag from the closet that blends into the wall. I hiss when she place a weird smelling herb lotion on to the wound. "Sorry." She says. She finishes rebinding the wound.

To be continued…