Turned into an AU if AU means alternate universe. I felt like there needed to be something deeper than just old feelings between Jeanine and Andrew.


"Mama?" the little nine year old blonde erudite asked entering Jeanine Matthew's office through the secret door she was always told use.

She saw no one. The main door was broken open and there was blood all over the floor.

Stay away from the windows. Stay away from the doors. You are safe here.

The little girl turned and turned. Under the desk? Under the chairs? "MAMA?" she screamed. She began to cry. The little blonde girl heard footsteps but they were too heavy to be her mother's. She dove under the desk.

"Someone's up here." one voice said.

"I don't know. All the living Erudite's are in the lobby now. Or at least they should be." The other voice said.

The little girl wiped away her tears and curled up smaller.

"Stop. Listen" The first voice said. "Someone's under the desk."

Two faces appeared. One was dauntless in black and one was erudite in blue. The little girl didn't trust either of them.

"We'll take her down to the lobby." The first voice said reaching to her. The dauntless grabbed her wrist.

"Don't touch me!" She yelled ducking under his arm. "I'll go." she said standing a reasonable distance from them.

"What is your name?" they asked.

"Where is my mother?"

"What is your name?"

"I will tell you my name if you tell me where my mother is."

Be strong. I will come home. I will keep you safe.

"Who is your mother?"

Name. Name. Name. "I don't know her name. I always just called her mama." she replied.

"How old are you?"

"Nine."

"What is your name?"

No one can hurt you. You are dauntless. You are brave. You are erudite. You are smart. You are peaceful like Amity. Be honest like candor. Be selfless like the abnegation. Be everything because I cannot stop you. Be Divergent.

"I am Kathleen Prior." the girl said softly. And I am divergent. she wanted to say, but it was too dangerous.

"Prior?" the erudite asked. He slammed her against the wall by the neck. "WHO IS YOUR FATHER?"

"I don't know!" She started to cry. "He abandoned us when I was born. Or before I was born. Mother never liked discussing him. I don't know who he is. Only she loved him enough to give me his name!"

The erudite let go and kept walking.

The dauntless ushered her on down the hallways. "All the halls look the same." Kathleen commented.

"You sound surprised. Aren't you erudite?" the dauntless asked.

And Dauntless. And Amity. And Candor. And Abnegation. "I have never been outside my room and mum's office."

Stay away from the windows. Stay away from the doors. You are safe here.

"Where you were, that was your mom's office?" The dauntless asked her.

Kathleen nodded remembering the pool of blood.

"Your mother is Jeanine Matthews." The dauntless said. She looked up. "But everyone hates Jeanine Matthews. The articles in the paper? She was cruel. My mother would never hurt me. She would never hurt anyone. She was good." Kathleen began shaking as she realized what had happened. "She is dead isn't she? The uprising and rebellion killed her."

"Finally you're acting like an erudite." the dauntless said as the other erudite pressed the button on the elevator.

Kathleen held onto the bar for balance as the elevator moved. It was evident she had never been in one.

"You haven't been in an elevator?"

"I told you already. I have never been outside my room and my mom's office." Kathleen said.

"It would be best if you stay near us. If people knew you were her daughter, they would be more inclined to kill you." the dauntless whispered in her ear.

"My father had other children didn't he? And that guy is one of them. He's a Prior. That is why he already hates me when he doesn't even know me for me."

"He is Caleb Prior. He doesn't hate you. Things are just a bit tense right now." the dauntless said. "I am Four."

"Tobias Eaton."

Four shivered.

"Sorry, for. I didn't mean to offend you." Kathleen replied sweetly and sincerely.

"You don't act like an erudite, Kathleen."

Because I am not. I am divergent.

"It's complicated." Kathleen replied.

They reached the lobby. Erudites were tied up and injured. Some of the erudites from the hospital were forced to tend the wounded from both sides of the attack.

On a table was a blonde haired woman with a bloody side from a stab wound. Her blue clothes were stained black and her body seem discarded as heartlessly as an empty sack.

"No!" Kathleen ran over to her mother's body. Everyone turned to look at her but she didn't care.

"Kathleen-" Four took off after her and tried to hold her back.

"Let go!" Kathleen threw herself over Jeanine Matthew's body with tears streaming down her face. She seemed to be the only one mourning Jeanine Matthews.

"She had a child?" Tori Wu asked herself knowing no one would mourn that wicked woman so much. "KILL HER!"

"No! We can interrogate her under the truth serum." Another voice said. "She might know something!" someone yelled.

"Unhand me!" Kathleen Prior screamed stomping hard on one dauntless' foot, kicking the other and whipping around to punch the first guy in the face. She fought like a dauntless.

"The truth serum won't work!" A voice yelled.

"Tris, stay out of this!" Tori Wu yelled.

Kathleen turned to the one called Tris who had her wrists tied.

"She's divergent." Tris announced.

Kathleen turned around panicking. "Stay away from me. Please." She cried with her hands defensively in front of her.

Stay away from the windows. Stay away from the doors. You are safe here.

"I should have never left my room and you should have never left me." She cried crawling onto the table under her fallen mother's arm crying.

"Poor thing." a wounded erudite woman said.

"She's Jeanine's daughter. She's the enemy." Tori replied heartlessly.

"She is still just a child." Four said. "Her name is Kathleen Prior. She's Caleb and Tris's half sister."

"That is impossible." Tori replied.

"It isn't."

"Does Tris know?" Tori Wu asked.

"Not yet." Four replied.

They looked at the nine year old girl who was clinging to all she ever knew as if it would save her from the harsh reality.