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I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T UPLOADED IN A MONTH! I HAVE TONES OF EXCUSES AT THE END OF THIS CHAPTER, JUST KNOW I'M SORRY!

IMPORTANT NOTE!

I will no longer have be uploading once a fortnight, just whenever I finish a chapter which could be sooner or later depending. I'm so sorry once again and thankyou for those that have stuck by me.

I haven't given up on this FanFiction, I just need motivation to write it.

Part Two

Chapter Two- "If I Fall, You Fall with Me"

Eric

I shake my head dismissively. No it can't be her. She's dead.

She's not coming back Eric.

"Come on flowers! Get up here, NOW!" I snap irrationally, but that's nothing out of the ordinary. The Dauntless are used to my… governing by now. These transfers aren't however, but they will have to learn to be. She doesn't obey my command, rather looks around anxiously, looking for an escape. Well to bad there isn't one.

"When I set an order, I expect it to be followed. Now unless you want to be factionless, so I suggest you conform!" A flash sparks in her eyes, fury radiating off them, directed straight at me. Not something out of the ordinary from a Dauntless, but in an ex-amity it is unusual. I suppose she did transfer for a reason. I smirk menacingly at her. Something changes in her eyes, they are no longer hold rage, but sadness. Her eyes water and I almost feel guilty.

"B-but I don't w-want to go-o first," she stutters out, a tear slipping from her eye.

"Well then you won't go at all," I reply nonchalant. "Dauntless only accommodate for the bravest of soldiers, if you can't face your fear now, then you will never face it. We don't except cowardice." I direct my mini-speech at the Amity, but also to the rest of the crowd. They need to know we don't except pussies, its better they know that now, rather than later.

I see the Amity step away and cry, but I ignore her and gesture for the next person to step up. If this girl is not willing to jump off a building and take a leap of faith for her new faction, then she doesn't belong here.

After the first few initiates jumped, the rest line up. One of the transfers stayed back for a while presumably to convince the Amity to join her, but it seems she rejected her. As the last initiate jumped off, I turn to look back at the Amity again.

Her face is no longer tear stricken and she was wearing a secret smile. Her Amity skirt has been discarded to reveal, short-shorts beneath and I can't help but stare at her bare legs for a second. What is she up to?

"Well sir, I suppose I should get going, say do you think you can spare some of your clothes? I'm going to need them, if I plan on staying warm." Her smile has turned smug and that spark in her eye had returned.

"What are you up to?" I question, partly to myself and to her. She shrugs and starts to turn away. I step onto the ledge and prepare myself to jump when I hear the Amity clear her throat. "What?"

"You know what! I think I have a better idea. I could just stay here." She smirk and starts to run at me. I don't have time to react, as jumps, flips and lands on my shoulders, with her in a handstand. I struggle to maintain balance, my arms move frantically, as she just giggles. "If I fall, you fall with me." She tilts her weight slightly making both of us fall off the edge into the gaping hole below.

We both land on the net simultaneously, our limbs crashing into each other. She laughs, amused at my dazed expression.

"You- You!"

"Yes me." She taunts, chuckling at my expense. Without thinking my actions through, I quickly grab her before she can escape, my body on top of hers, blocking all exits. Her chuckling ceases, but a wary smile still remains.

"YOU tricked me!" I shout at her.

"Yes I did. I'm surprised you didn't see through my little façade, but I should have known. Men like you are prone to believing in stereotypes. Flowers, really? That's the best you could come up with?"

I didn't want to tell her the real reason for using that name, after all why should I explain my reasoning? It is none of her business.

"Men like me! Women like you should be locked away! What logical reason could you have for acting and then throwing us off a building?!"

"Other than for my amusement, well to teach you a lesson of course!"

"A lesson?" I question waiting for her to explain farther.

"Yes a lesson. You see you judged wrongly of me. You called me a flower because you see Amity folk as a delicate, simply petal blowing in the wind, with no potential for harm. If you sir were able to be fooled by me, then you could be fooled by almost anyone. I teaching you not to judge a book by its cover, as you never know who your true enemies and friends are."

I stare at her slightly stunned, not knowing what to think I hover above her gaping like a fish, while she lays comfortably observing me.

"That doesn't mean you do all this for a simple lesson." My common sense is returning as I tap into my Erudite self. What she says does speak some truth. I've tried to hide some of my Erudite self, but maybe I have let myself become the idiotic brutes I used to despise.

"I admit it was a little over the top, but when working with adrenaline it's hard to think with common sense. However my method of teaching is undoubtedly effective. They say people learn more from their mistakes and this event will be unlikely forgotten." I think this over for a minute. She's right, I won't forget this moment and I certainly won't underestimate her again.

That's when I remember I'm supposed to be angry with her, she did just push me off a building. Me! A Dauntless leader and I'm letting her walk all over me!

You could just let her off with a warning…

I ignore that little voice in the back of my head. I haven't done all this work to build a reputation as the coldest, toughest dauntless leaders for nothing! Especially not because of this pesky little Amity who thinks she is above me, so much so, to disrespect me.

I push my knee into her stomach. He face contorts in pain and turns red.

"STOP!" She shouts, trying to move, but failing to find an exit.

"Let that be a lesson not to mess with me. I'm not the only one underestimating people." She huffs in annoyance, blowing a lose strand of hair off her face. How I would love to grab that hair and strangle her with it for all the trouble she has caused.

"Eric?" I hear Four call from the side with raised eyebrows. That's when I notice our compromising position. My hands are on either side of her head holding her hands down, with me hovering above her closer than necessary. My legs are tangled with hers, in an effort to keep her down. I feel heat crawl up my neck for allowing myself to be caught in such a shameful position.

I push myself off her and harshly pull- no more like yanking her off the net.

"Name?" Four questions, although I can hear the amusement in his voice. There's a brief pause and a curse before her answer arrives.

"Claire."

See! She isn't Rose!

She passes me as I send her a hatful glare. Four gestures me to come, but I deny his offer, still pissed at that devious Amity girl Claire.

This means war.

Claire

What the hell, have I done?!

I was supposed to lay low, not draw attention to myself and keep the gymnastics to a minimum. Why did I feel the need to taunt and anger a Dauntless? He pissed me off, with his smug attitude that I couldn't resist seeing him fall in shock. Bringing a man of such high confidence down to their knees is very satisfying.

I just hope I don't see him for the rest of initiation. I can't have anyone catching onto my plans.

I joined up with the rest of the group, all surprised that I'm here. Our instructor Four, smirked at me once again and my face heats up. He couldn't have chosen a worse time to come in. It was the exact opposite of what it looked like, in fact I hate the guy! Sure he was attractive, but that isn't everything, plus if he hadn't have been so cocky, I wouldn't have taken action. Then I would be in the background sneaking around and never noticed.

Like that will happen now.

"I thought you were a goner back there. What happened?" Jen quizzes, sending me a curious glance.

"I summoned some courage and angered the beast." It wasn't entirely false, I did summon courage by standing up to that brute and I defiantly angered him, just not in the way Jen thinks. That's why I got Candor in my aptitude test, because I can be blunt and am reasonably truthful, I just twist my words. I can't help how other people interpret them.

Jen didn't say anything else as Four lead us through Dauntless. He showed us the Pit and Chasm, then we went to the dining hall. Claps and cheers greet us, with a few shouts like 'YEAH DAUNTLESS!' or 'PANESYCAKES!' whatever that means.

For the first time in a long time, I felt safe and at home almost. I hadn't felt that way since James was with me. I shake my head, trying to rid my thoughts of him. They always lead to me punching someone or biting my tongue till it bleeds. Hatred is all I fell for that boy now.

I feel someone pull on my arm and turn to see it is Jen. She tugs me to one of the only empty tables where the other transfers have decided to sit as well. Jen introduces me to Archie, a Candor that Jen had befriended while waiting for me to arrive. He was cute, but the cute like 'I WANNA PINCH HIS CHEEKS COZ HE'S SO CUTE!' kind of way, with his soft brown locks and honey eyes.

Archie then introduced me to Laura who was also a Candor, she had blonde straight hair with blue eyes, she was beautiful, but you could see the spots of ache she tried to cover up with makeup. She didn't seem vain just a bit timid, but her eyes held a soft kindness.

I also learnt that the two other Erudite boys sitting at the other end were Brandon and Harry. Apparently they were nothing but trouble, always misbehaving and they wore cockiness like cologne. Brandon had dark hair, almost black, but not quite. Harry however was the opposite with dirty blond hair and pale blue eyes in comparison to Brandon's dark ones.

Sitting with the troublesome duo would be Vanessa. She came from Candor and according to Archie and Laura was a 'bitch and a skank'. Not my words theirs, although they might not be wrong with how she is sitting on Brandon's lap while feeling up Harry's chest. I cringe. I'm fine with PDA and flirting, but she is coming off as easy and desperate, I hate when girls feel they have to go to this extent just to get a guy's attention.

Brandon catches my eyes on him and winks. I just roll my eyes, he's definitely got that player vibe about him. He wasn't ugly, quite the opposite actually, but I'm not going to make a move on him, that's not what I'm here to do.

"Claire right?" Brandon asks me, to which I nod. "I thought Amity's were vegetarians," he says looking down at my plate which is a pile full of beef, chicken and lamb. He's right most Amity's prefer not to feast on meat, but I'm not an Amity.

"Why do you think I left?" I really did miss meat, unlike the old tough meat I had back in Amity. I cut off a piece of steak and dip it in sauce, relishing the taste with a satisfied moan. Four and the beast from the roof decide to appear right at that moment.

"Enjoying yourself?" Four teasers me. 'Little prick' I mumble under my breath. "What was that?" I curse and look up at him with innocent eyes.

"Nothing." I then turn my attention to the beast from before, he looks furious. Opps?

Four sits down and so does the beast. I curse when I realise the only seat empty is the one next to me. Why? I ask myself, as the beast decides to sit beside me. Beast that will be his code name! The Beast, or Beasty.

I glare at him as he sits beside me pushing me into Jen to make room for himself. I look around his body to see there is a ruler's length of room at the end of the seat. That little bitch! Without thinking I push the beast making more room for myself and Jen. A gasp escapes the crowd as the hall goes dead quite.

I just stare confused at everyone, did I miss something?

"You really like pissing me off don't you?" I know it was rhetorical, but I couldn't resist it. What can I say, I have a big mouth.

"Yep." I reply popping the 'p' as a smirk found its way onto my lips.

He laughs, not a jolly one, but sadistic. A nervous feeling settles in my stomach. It was almost as if he knew something I didn't. I like control and when I don't have it, I panic.

"You're going to regret doing that, including what you did up on the roof." His voice dangerously calm.

"I'm no coward." I spit back, trying to gather what was left of my deteriorating confidence.

"You will be when I'm done with you." With that he gets up to leave, but before he does he whispers in my ear, his warm breath caressing it, sending shivers down my spine. I wasn't sure if they were good or not. "See you in training, Claire."

Bad, defiantly bad.

Is it too late now to say soorry? Ha see what I did there! Cue the excuses for not uploading earlier, decided to f**k with me, so I wasn't sure if last chapter had gone up, that is why I uploaded it twice. It was Christmas and I had to spend time with my family. My sister came back from Canada after being away for 5 months, yes I cried when I saw her at the airport. And the most recent, my Dad crashed is motorbike and broke his collar bone! See I told you I had heaps of excuses. I'm not gonna lie though, I had plenty of time to write, I just couldn't be bothered half the time. See I would totally get Candor as part of my aptitude test.

So tomorrow I'm going to the Australian open! (If you don't know what that is it's a tennis tournament in Australia). Let's hope it won't be to hot, or I'm going to be feasting on frosty fruits (ice block) all day. Onto my shoutout for this chapter (Thankyou again to everyone who followed and favoured!)

-kandula

-UniqueGeek

Yep two! Thanks guys so much! Oh and I got the selection series for Christmas! Loving it so far! Don't forget to follow, favourite and review, I love hearing what you guys have to say about my story. I want to know if it's leading in the right direction. Lots of Love.

-Caity