Chapter 10

Tris POV

For three years I've been imprisoned by the Government. At first I thought they were here to help me, after all they did save my life after David shot me. But now it's clear that they don't care about me at all, they saved me 'coz they were fascinated by my genes.

They're leader, Alexandra Thomson, was a lot like Jeanine. They both said I was special and that's why they saved me. No. They didn't save my life, saving would mean they did me a favour. They didn't save me, they preserved my body, but as far as I and the rest of the world are concerned, I died in that vault.

Ever since I got here they've been relentless on trying to duplicate my genes and figuring out what made me so special. And when they're not out trying to study my Divergence they spent their time trying to find out how I survived the Death serum and resisted the Truth serum. But as far as I know all they're attempts have failed, that's why I'm still alive.

I've tried not cooperating with them, but that didn't turn out so good 'coz they'd just knock me out, take some DNA and throw me back in my cell. And when I refused to eat they attached me to several tubes that apparently sent nutrients to my body. So instead of having to go through that again, I just cooperated with them. I figured that if I stayed conscious enough I'd be able to find a way out of here.

So far I haven't yet.

But I did have a breakthrough a few days ago, when I was able to use one of the Government's machines to send a message to Tobias and Caleb. The consequences were painful but it was worth it. Even if they don't find me in time at least I got to hear their voices one last time and I got to tell them I loved them.

"Hey Chicago," I look up from my breakfast to see a dark haired boy smiling at me.

"What's gotten you so cheery Denver?"

He sits down across from me

"Well there's this rumour going around that one of the subjects here outsmarted her security guard, kicked him in the balls and ran to one of the labs before he even got there."

"Really? I wonder who would have been daring enough." I say with a huge grin on my face.

"Cmmon Chicago I know it was you."

We both laugh until one of the guards reprimand us.

"You almost got me in trouble."

"Chicago after that stunt with the guard I'm starting to think trouble is what you're asking for."

"I just got bored and my guard was so stupid I couldn't resist."

We continue the rest of breakfast talking about how stupid our guards are.

Denver is the only friend I've got here. He got here a year before I did and we started talking not too long after I woke up. Like me he's also a GP and he's special enough that the guys here decided to study him more thoroughly. We don't really know that much about each other, I don't even know his name or what's so special about him and he doesn't know those about me.

All I know about him is that he's a GP from Denver and the experiment there fell just before he was taken. We don't press each other to know about their past, at least not until we're both ready to do so. So for now we just stick to calling ourselves Chicago and Denver, and silently mocking the other people here.

After breakfast, we are escorted by our guards to a classroom. This is the only other time Denver and I get to be in the same room with all the other subjects. There's roughly about twenty of us, usually one per experiment but there are cases where there are two from the same experiment, like Vegas 1 and Vegas 2.

"Time for another interesting discussion about how we are going to save the world." Denver mutters beside me.

We take our designated seats with him sitting two chairs in front of me.

Our "class" started the usual way, with a video clip of the Purity war with a voice talking about how tragic it was and how it was because of the GDs. But I knew better, the war did involve GDs but they also involved a lot of GPs, the GDs were not the only people at fault for the war. The government just wanted someone to blame for that tragedy.

When the video is done our instructor steps forward, "This is why you all are here. You are here so that this doesn't happen again. Your rare genetic status is going to be the salvation of our land. Your DNAs hold the secret to an anti-crime gene that will put an end to all of this and ensure a safe environment for our future generations. Now shall we get started?"

Just like clockwork the guards take the subjects one by one to a lab for research. While I was waiting for my turn, I made myself busy by studying the room.

The room is kind of small, there are security cameras on all four corners of the room, the door is a few feet away from me and is guarded by two armed guards, there's another guard two paces from my left.

Maybe I could just tackle the guard to my left, use him as a shield while using his gun to shoot the rest of the guards. Then I could make a wild dash out the door and fight my way out.

It seems very possible but I know I wouldn't do it. I haven't had much exercise over the past years, my body's not used to fights anymore. Besides even if I can make it out of this room I'll probably only last a few hallways before the other guards catch up to me. They probably won't kill me but they will surely beat me and lock me up in my cell with no food.

"You're next." One of the guards tell me and pull me out of my seat and into a Lab.

After the usual blood tests, they release me and send me out to go to my next schedule. Simulations.

My Guard takes me to the Simulations room.

I reach the room and wait for the door to be opened. The door is made of glass but I can still sort of see my reflection. I stare at it. I've changed a lot ever since I last saw my reflection. My body is thinner, my hair is messy, but the most pronounced change is in my eyes. They're still the same color but they're not the same anymore, it was as if all the life's been sucked out of it. I guess that's kind of true.

The door opens and I step inside. I've done this a lot of times already so I already know the drill. I sit on the chair, similar to the one used on Aptitude Tests. The doctor approaches me and he is holding a syringe with a beautiful blue liquid inside.

I feel the familiar sting of the needle as it is pressed into my neck. All of a sudden I feel drowsy, I try to fight the urge to sleep but my eyes just won't cooperate.

The next thing I knew darkness embraced me.

AN Okay so I know this chapter isn't really revealing, this was just meant to be an introduction to Tris' life in the Government.