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TrisPOV

Sitting next to Peter was my apparent Jackass of a brother. Feeling the love bro. Thanks a ton.

"Oh, little blondie lost her sass?" Peter smirks down at me, and I remember that awful day during initiation.

I look up and glare at him, then start screaming. I scream and scream, until Marcus Hits me so hard his fingernail cuts my cheek and the force makes me lose consciousness.

Please save me Tobias. Please save me.

Tobias POV

How did I let this happen? How?

"Due we'll get her back. it's not like she'll break if they hurt her," Zeke pats my shoulder, but then I remember.

I trudge down the god awful street, and pound on his door. He opens it and smirks.

"Come in, come in. I haven't had the honor of your graceful presence in a while," Marcus' eyes glint evilly. What's he want?

"What do you want, Marcus?" I don't move from the steps.

"I just want to talk. Nothing in particular, you know, just about that ugly bitch of a girlfriend you have," He snarls at me.

"You've long ago lost your command on me. I don't care what you have to say," He start to turn, but then his cold, malice laugh causes me to freeze.

"Alright, whatever you say, It's not like she'd break if someone hurt her, right? Just as long as her little knight in shining armor is there to save her," the door closes, leaving me feeling empty inside.

How could I forget!

"MARCUS HAS HER! HE'S GOING TO HURT HER!" I jump up and run to the train. I'm going to abnegation.

I know Zeke and them are following me, but I don't care if they are or if they stop. I don't care if they believe me, or if they think I'm crazy. I have to save Tris.

I jump on the train and watch as it speeds away, hopefully carrying me towards Tris. Carrying me to the one person who still makes me smile just by being there.

Tris POV

I force my eyes open, and wake up in an all too familiar room. I recognize it from the little blue statue on the nightstand.

Tobias'. I'm in Tobias' room, and he isn't here with me. I feel tears in my eyes, but push them down. I move my arms and legs, and find them unbound. I get up, and practically fall back down. I crawl to his door, and push it open a bit to listen in to their conversation.

"What do we do with her? What's your plan?" I know that's Peter. "I have some ideas if you need a few suggestions." God, no. Please no.

"No! I know what we're doing with her. I know he will come for her, and when he does, we'll torture her in front of him. You see, I could care less about the girl. I need revenge on Tobias," Marcus answers cruelly, and I fall backwards. Shit. I scramble to my feet as I hear pounding footsteps. I run to the window and open it. I throw one leg out before someone ruffly grabs me and yanks me in.

"HELP! HE-MM!" Someone's hand smacks down on my mouth, and I struggle against them. I kick their shins, elbow their stomachs, even whip out the ultimate no-no and kick 'em where it hurts. I hear a groan, but no loosening.

"You really think we weren't smart enough to put armor on before we picked you up?" Caleb snarls in my ear. (I was gonna write 'put pads on' but then thought better, if you catch my drift)

"Set her down, I know how to keep her put," Peter grins maliciously from the corner, before strolling over to where Caleb and I are struggling. Caleb drops me unceremoniously, and closes the window and closes the blinds. He walks out of the room, but not before smirking at Peter and winking at me. What did I do?!

Peter towers over me, and slowly leans forward until my head's against the floor and his face is 2 inches away from mine.

"So stiff, think I should finish what I started?" He laughs cruelly as he sees the fear in my eyes. I'm frozen. What's happened to me?

"Oh, noticing that? Little inability potion I snuck in when Marcus forced water down your throat," He smirks, and my mind screams at me to turn my head, or kick him, but nothing works.

"Guess it just kicked in," He slowly licks from my shoulder to my ear, and then whispers,"C'mon. tell me this is better than him." Please please please stop. I squeeze my eyes closed, and thank god for allowing me to do that. How does this even work on me? I'm divergent! Oh. They probably made it specifically for divergents….

He starts kissing my ear, but the door slams open.

"PETER! OFF OF HER, NOW!" That is the one time I'm thankful for Marcus. That's it. One time.

Peter springs off me, but grins lazily down at me. "Guess I'll just have to finish this later," He walks out. Marcus stares at me for a second, like he's deciding if he should put me in my bed or leave me there. In the end he just ties me to the bedrest and the bottom of the bed. After he leaves I cry, I can't help it. It's the one thing I can still do. I sit like that until the light fades away from the blinds, until the streets go dark and there's no more sound. I sit like that, pray for Tobias to come. Praying, asking what I did wrong. Wondering where the people I love are, because I know that one I thought loved me is downstairs, one of the reasons I'm chained up.

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