AN: Hey guys! So I'm just going to say, i never really told you anything about myself! Therefore, I am going to take a minute and tell you guys a little about myself. I am a tomboy. I love to fish, hunt, shoot my 22 rifle and 22 revolver, and I love playing in mud. I have been bullied, I'm very short but make up for it in my personality and smartness. I love to get weird! Like my catchphrase says, "Embrace the Weird!" I will go from a weird face type of weird to full out scream/singing "pink Fluffy Unicorns Dancing On Rainbows." It is a popular Youtube song you guys should check it out. Anyways, I don't care that much about my hair, sometimes i go for weeks in the summer without taking a shower (i forget to) and I am Addicted to Divergent. I am actually being Tris for Halloween (If you do not celebrate Halloween, I am sorry if I offended you in any way) Oh! I am having a contest to guess what my name is! If you are the first to guess what it is, you get a prize. The description of this contest will be on a separate author's note I will publish after this. So check out the details if you want to win. Enjoy the story!

Tris's POV

The girl Slams the door open. "What's wrong? I heard you scream! Are you all right? Who hurt you?" The girl says in one breath. "I'm ok. Just a nightmare." I say. I have had this dream three nights in a row. It's three men with masks. They are carrying me to what is a river, carved deep into a ravine looking thing. They try to throw me over but i struggle, and they cannot. So I rip ones mask off. I think I should know him, considering in the dream I gasp. The next thing they do is blurry. All I know is something is against my chest. But not a gun, or knife. Instead,...hands? A lot of the dream is blurry. But what bothers me is the man who I rip the mask off. Is he the man from my first dream? he doesn't have the eyes or the hair, but maybe he is. "hey, uh..." I don't even know the girls name, and I have slept at here apartment for four night."Christina. But you always called me Chris just to get on my nerves." I nod my stomach growls. "I'll get you some breakfast. Do you want cereal, and cake?" That makes my mouth water. I nod. Chris, leaves and the guys, I was right about them being brother's come in. "hey Tris." The younger one, I think his name was Ia? No wait Uriah. "Is that my name?" I say. No one has told me my name yet. "Yes. Well...no. It is a nickname. Your real name is Beatrice." Beatrice. That sparks something in my mind. My facial expression must show it, because the other brother, Zeke was it? says, "That rings a bell doesn't it?" I nod. I stare at the wall, thinking about that name. Beatrice. Beatrice. Beatrice. It sounds familiar. But no memories come. I think about that for what turns out to be an hour. I get up and everyone is gone. I see a note on the table. It's from Chris.

Dear Tris,

We left for dinner, and I didn't want to chance waking you from your daydreaming, and make you forget a memory you were reliving. Meet us at the cafeteria. Ask anyone in the hall where the cafeteria is. They will help. See ya soon.

Chris.

I walk out into the hall. I get a few stares. I do not get why. Maybe I was popular. Was I? I wander the compound, looking for the cafeteria, until I reach a room. It has targets that have a few Knifes stuck in them. They have punching bags, and white mats. "Molly." Wait...where did that come from? I get on the mat and sit with my legs crossed. I close my eyes, trying to remember. I remember.

FLASHBACK

I am on the matt. I have my arms in fighting position. I am circling Molly, our feet movement synced. When she steps, I step. She swings her fist at my face. I duck blocking it. I kick her stomach. She steps back a few steps and regains her balance and breath. I punch her unblocked face. That will leave a bruise in the morning. She kicks my feet out from under me, making me fall straight to my face. A sharp pain erupts through my nose, and blood drips down my chin, a steady flow from my probably broken nose. I do something I never knew I could. I run at her and jump. I flip over her, in the process kicking her. I land and cheers erupt from my fellow initiates and Eric. Molly, now laying on the floor dazed stands up and charges at me. She punches my already broken nose, stomach and eye. That is going to be black eye in the morning. I am done with her. She made me run naked through the dorm, and teased me everyday. It is time to end that and make her fear me. I punch her eye, jaw, cheek, stomach, and neck making her lose her breath. I sweep her feet from under her. She collapses, breathing heavy. I get on top of her and punch her repeatedly. I am so enraged by what she has done to make my life hell that I don't hear that someone is telling me that's enough. But I'm blind by rage. The only thing I can think of is revenge. Someone pulls me off Molly but I struggle to get back to her limp figure on the ground. The person Finally sets me down on a bench. It's the dream man. But his face is still blurry. Only his ocean eyes and forest wood hair are very visible. He takes me to the infirmary to fix up my eye and nose.

END OF FLASHBACK

I wake up from the flashback. I still can't see that blue eyed man. I stand up, looking around. It's dark. I must have been in that memory longer than I thought. I start to walk back when I hear footsteps in the huge room. I look around nothing. I got scared there are many places where someone could hide in or behind like pillars, punching bags, and targets so I start to walk again. Again, I hear the footsteps. I ignore them and pick up the pace. Right as I start to open the door, I hear a gun click. "I don't think you should do that." says a voice coming from the place where the gun clicked. I turn around. There stands a guy with a mask on. "You should come with me instead" I take a step forwards. "I'm not going to hurt you, unless you disobey. So I say again, come with me sweetheart, and you won't be hurt." I walk towards him, my eye on the gun. "That's right this way." The man says, as if I am some kind of animal. "Now, follow me." I follow him down a hallway. We turn left and I stop. He nudges me with the gun I continue walking. We reach a door and the last thing I remember is being hit with the gun in the back of the head and blacking out.

FOUR's POV

I see one of the masked men bring in a limp Tris with blood dripping down her face from her head. I struggle against the ropes. "NO. They can't bring Tris into this." I think. They are going to torture us. They already started on me. They cut my wrists and are letting them bleed out. They have been for 5 minutes. every time they begin to stop, they re-cut them open. They tie up tris also, on a chair directly in front of me. They bolted dwon the chairs so we couldnt escape, and tied our feet and hands together behind us using the impossible knot. So we would have to be cut free. Plus the chair are metal, so we couldn't just snap the wood. 10 minutes pass, and nothing from Tris. 20, 30, 40. I am starting to get scared. Finally after an hour of being brought in, Tris wakes up with a groan. She lifts her head up, wicing. her headf probably aches. I was drugged and brough here. I don't know about her. The three masked figures stand in a line under a light illuminating there figures. "Who are you?" I say. They don't respond. They just stand there with their backs straight, and hands behind their backs. "I said, WHO...ARE...YOU?" I say louder than intentioned. All three take off there masks in a swift move in unison. Who stands before us startles me. Zeke, Christina, and Uriah are our capturers, and they are about to be our torturers.

Whaaaaaaaat?! Where did that come from in my mind? The deepest darkest part apparently. Anyways please leave a comment, review, or follow me! Here is the 'Guess My Name' contest rules, hint and prize:

Rules:

1.) No cheating. If you know me in real life ,(I'm talking to you Ryan and Braden.), you cannot guess.

2.) You can only guess one name in a review/comment each chapter so no guessing multiple names in one comment.(That's makes the contest harder and the prize cooler.)

3.) No looking off anyone else's comments. You have to guess on your own.

Hint: I am a girl.

Prize: You chose between:

Getting to put whatever you want (NO SEX SCENES!) in a chapter

OR

Put yourself in as a character in my story.

(If you win and chose this, please send me info like hair color, eye color, looks (full lips? sparse lips? skinny face? ect.) What your personality is (Tomboy, Jock, Girly girl, class clown, ect.) In addition, what your clothing style is like. (Tomboy, red neck, girly girl, ect.) Plus send me one thing you want your character to do. ( A truth or dare party, spin the bottle, bed wed or dead, date someone, ect.) but again, NO SEX SCENES. I'm only thirteen, so I'm really not suppose to write those. just make out scenes and fluff. But NO LEMON SCENES! Ok? Thanks guys! Good luck, and... Oh, before I forget to mention, I can alter rules, and add some if I need. You never know what some people will do to win. Thanks my moustaches!

Embrace The Weird

-Trissypoo64