A/N Hey guys! Sorry for not updating in so long, thanks for all the nice reviews and stuff. Guess what! It was my birthday a few days ago and I am suddenly really happy! Weird, right? I now have 3,924 views! That's like 1,305 more views than the last time I updated. Thanks ya'll. Ok, so I would like to shout out ThePurpleInitiate because she is an amazing writer and such a nice person. OK, ya'll have waited too long for this update so here it is, Chapter 11!

Tobias' POV

''Tobias, don't.'' Tris pleads.

''Yeah, Tobias, don't.'' A voice says from the doorway.

How does he know where I live?

How did he get in here?

How the hell did he get in here?

''Hey, son''

''Marcus.'' I spit, walking up to him, ''What do you want?''

''Beatrice, please keep your husband under control.'' He says, a smirk slowly growing on his face as his lips twitch.

''Excuse me? You don't get to speak to me, Marcus. Not after everything you've done to him!'' Tris yells, shooting up from the bed and walking over to us.

''What do you want, Marcus? And don't make me ask again.'' I say, infuriated.

''Oh, am I not allowed to visit my favourite son?'' He replies, putting a hand to his heart and feigning heartbreak.

''What are you really here for?''

What if he hurts Tris, then the only thing you care about will be lost forever.

''I'm here on business, actually. I'm meeting with Max and the other leaders later on today.''

''Well, then. Why don't you go and meet with them instead of bugging us.'' Tris says, holding her head up high and putting her hands on her hips.

She looks so cute when she's annoyed.

I wouldn't survive a day if I knew that she was gone.

''Hhm, let me think, sweetie.'' He smiles greedily.

What does he want with her?

He's going to try to take her away from me, isn't he?

I can't let that happen.

''Four!'' I hear a shout from behind me and I spin.

Marcus has Tris pinned to the wall by her throat.

How much have I missed?

Tris looks as though she might pass out, she tries feebly to bat Marcus' arm away but she can't, he is too strong. I run over and punch Marcus in the chin. Hit the chin, rock the brain. He lets go and I run to Tris' side, checking her pulse. Normal. Thank goodness. I look up to find Marcus stumbling towards the door, I lay Tris down carefully and stride over to Marcus.

''You really didn't think you would get away that easily, did you?'' I ask. He whimpers, no longer the strong man he was only minutes before. He finds it so easy to stand up and hurt those weaker than him, but I'm not weaker than him anymore. No. I'm strong.

I am Dauntless.

I reach down to unbuckle my belt. I unloop it from my trousers and I prepare to hit him with it. I look down at him and all I see is my younger self staring up at me.

Stop! I can't become Marcus, not when I have so much that I love.

I re-loop my belt and buckle it again, Marcus watching me the whole time.

''Get out.'' I say quietly.

He runs out of the door.

Tris!

I run to her side and pick her up, carrying her to the bed like I did when we got married.

I hold her hand and kiss her forehead.

''Come on, Tris. Wake up.'' I whisper, hoping and praying that she is okay.

Her eyelids flutter and she takes a sharp breath in.

She sits up slowly, rubbing her eyes.

''My head hurts.'' She whines.

''Yeah, I guessed as much. But you're going to have to get over it because we need to get back to train the initiates.'' I say, trying not to be too commanding even though it is important that we leave as soon as possible to get training done.

''Fine.'' She says, getting to her feet and pulling on her jacket that was on the end of the bed.

''Are you coming or not?'' She asks, looking back at me.

''Yup.'' I say, popping the ''P''.

We walk down to the cafeteria to get the Transfers for training. I see them sitting at a table in the corner of the room. We stride over and the initiates know that it's time for training again.

They follow us to the Training Room and they all group together as Tris and I put the punch bags on the old hooks that are on the ceiling.

''Alright, Transfers. I'll be teaching you some basic punches and kicks and then you will practice them on the punch bags.'' Tris says, pacing back and forth.

She stops walking in front of the Transfers, prepared for anything.

Tris' POV

''Okay, this is a jab.'' I say, moving my body in the motion of a jab, as if I was actually punching someone. '' This punch can be thrown from several different positions, traditionally it is a straight punch thrown with the lead hand from the guard (hands up). Power is commonly derived by stepping into the punch, rotating the hips followed by the torso, shoulder, and wrist just prior to striking. The strike area, without gloves on, is with the knuckles on the index and middle fingers.'' I explain.

After showing the Transfers the jab, I move onto the Cross.

''This is a Cross.'' I say, the initiates aren't paying attention.

Ugh!

''This is a Cross!'' I repeat loudly and the Transfers jump.

''Pay attention!'' Tobias shouts.

Thanks. I mouth.

No problem. He mouths back.

''This is typically one's power punch and it is thrown by the rear hand from the guard. As with the jab, and most strikes whether kicks or punches, power comes from contorting the body, allowing kinetic energy to pass through the legs, hips, torso, shoulder, and wrist to be exerted through the fist. A crossing punch is sometimes referred to as a straight punch or reverse punch and is most effective when thrown in a "one, two" combo – jab followed by cross.'' I say. The Transfers seem lost but I don't care, I just want to get this over with.

''And this is a hook, another power punch. It is most commonly thrown with the front hand. Some people will lead with a hook; however, as with the cross, this punch is often most effective when thrown in a sequential series of punches – a "one, two, three" combo, with the three being the hook. The hook is also an effective weapon to use when counter-striking. To create as much power as possible to put behind your hook, step into the punch with your lead leg by turning your foot about 90 degrees.'' I'm getting bored now, even though I should be excited.

''The uppercut is the fourth of the main types of punches, and as the name suggests, the strike involves moving the fist in an upward motion. While the jab, cross, and hook are arguably most damaging when thrown to the head, unlike the uppercut, these three punches can also be thrown to the body, having a devastating effect on the ribcage, upper torso, and abdomen. When executing an uppercut punch from the guard, the shoulder lowers with the knees and then the body is propelled forward and upwards, extending the fist towards the chin and face area.''

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I ended up just letting Tobias finish showing the Transfers the kicks and I focused more on watching him and how he moved. When the time came for the Initiates to practice the moves, I was ready to show the initiates who was boss.

I see that Carson is struggling and I immediately see myself in her. I was always the one who struggled and I needed help so I go and give her some.

''Hey, Carson. You need some help?'' I say cheerily.

''Yeah, that would be great. I can't really get this and I'm looking around and I can see that everybody else's bag is swinging, but mine isn't.'' She replies gravely.

''You're small, like me, but you have powerful legs. Use your legs to your advantage. Do more kicks, less punches, and use your elbows and knees more. That'll make it much easier for you.'' I am pleased with myself for helping her so much.

''Thank you so much! Now I won't lose so badly in the fights tomorrow.''

''Don't be so negative about things, now get hitting that bag. Otherwise people will think that I'm letting you off and that would be favouritism. Even if you are my favourite.'' I say, whispering the last part so that nobody else hears.

*So, erm, I'm a, um, a time skip to dinner, so, um, yeah*

''So, guys, party at my place in two nights?'' Zeke says as Tobias and I sit down at our usual table with Uriah, Marlene, Zeke, Christina, Will, Lynn and Shauna.

''Yeah, we'll come. I mean, we don't have to train the initiates that day anyway, so, why not?'' I say, quite excited to be having another party. The air around the table is filled with murmurs and nods of agreement.

''Okay, then. But the Transfers are coming though. I mean, they need to have an initiation party, right? Anywho, it will be Candor or Dauntless night, so wear layers. Tris, Four, can you tell the Transfers about the party, but tell them nothing about wearing layers or Candor or Dauntless. I want this to be funny.'' Uriah says, clearly he is hosting the party along with Zeke because it is his apartment too.

''Yeah.'' Tobias says, startling me slightly, ''This will be funny.''

A/N So, what do you guys think? I will post another update ASAP. Please comment Truths and Dares for the Candor or Dauntless game. Please keep reading my story. Enjoy and recommend to your friends, please.

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-AJ