Two in one day, how is that for a Monday? :D

As the Dauntless finish their meeting, they heard the bells of Candor's announcement system.

'This should be good,' Four thought. Before he even heard Jack's voice he knew it wasn't going to be news in their favor.

"Attention all occupants of Candor, I just returned from my meeting with Jeanine and she has some demands to keep our people free. Everyone is to report to the Gathering Place and inform us of who received an implant and who did not. Secondly, all Divergent are to turn themselves in to be handed over to Erudite, the reason is not known. That is all."

Four realizes how defeated Jack sounds, like a man whose hands are tied. He is thankful for the Dauntless teaching of continuing to fight even if it seems to be lost, clearly that was not believe in Candor. As the announcement ends, the room becomes a whirlwind of Dauntless packing and preparing to leave. A bunch of Dauntless leave the room and head for Eric. They find him in an interrogation chair and quickly surround him.

Tori steps forward, "Would you like me to tell you your crimes? Or would you like to list them yourself?" Eric looks up and sneers at the group. He searches the crowd until his eyes lock on Tris. Four steps slightly in front of Tris, not wanting him to look at her for a second longer.

"I want her to list them. She's the one who stabbed me, clearly she is familiar with them." Four thinks back to everything Eric did to torture Tris during initiation just because he found out Four had feelings for her and his anger boils over. Tris doesn't need anymore reminders of the horrors this war has already shown in her life.

"Leave her out of this," Four snaps. Eric turns his head toward Four and responds, "Why because you're doing her? Oh wait, I forgot Stiffs don't do that sort of thing. They just tie each other's shoes and cut each other's hair." Four knew what he was doing, he was trying to get Four to respond violently, kill him quickly. He knew Eric was smart enough to realize to get him to respond that way was to insult or attack Tris and he was right. She was his trigger.

"I want her to list them," he said, eyes locked on Four's, a smirk pulling his lips apart grotesquely.

Tris stepped forward, "You conspired with Erudite, you are responsible for the deaths of hundreds of Abnegation." Four can hear her voice begin to rise with anger and wants to calm her down but doesn't step in for fear of Eric opening his mouth again.

Tris continues, practically spitting the words at Eric, "You betrayed Dauntless and shot a child in the head. You are a ridiculous plaything of Jeanine Matthews."

Eric continued to smirk at Tris, getting exactly what he wanted from her. Four felt sick to his stomach that he was so skilled at manipulating people and enjoyed it so much.

"Do I deserve to die?" Eric asked Tris. Four wanted to step in and save her from this decision but she was too quick to respond.

"Yes." Four watched Eric's eyes empty out of emotion but Four was not fooled, "Fine but do you have the right to decide that Beatrice Prior? Like you decided the fate of that other boy? Will?" Now was his time to step in as he watched Tris' face pale at the mention of Will. Eric fought dirty and Four wanted to smack that smart ass grin off his face.

"You have committed every crime that warrants execution among the Dauntless. We have the right to execute you, under the laws of Dauntless," Four states, sliding Tris behind him as she was still frozen from shock. Four crouches by the three guns by Eric's feet and begins to empty out the shells as is customary for a Dauntless execution. He places a bullet in the middle gun and moves the three guns on the floor.

Part of him prays that gun is in his hand, Eric has been a dark shadow on his life ever since they transferred together. He relentlessly taunted him during initiation, took Dauntless in a horrid direction, and made him fear his feelings for Tris while torturing her endlessly. He picked up the guns and handed one to Tori and one to Harrison. As he held the gun, he thought of all Eric had done to him personally and then to his old faction. He thought of all the Abnegation that were murdered in cold blood, what Eric did to Tris, causing her to murder one of her best friends and become what she is today. He deserved every bullet they had but would only received one.

Just as the three raised their guns, Eric speaks, "I have a request."

Tori responded without lowering her gun, "We don't take requests from criminals."

Eric wasn't going to back down, "I am a leader of Dauntless and all I want is for Four to be the one who fires the bullet."

"Why?" Four snaps. He has no idea why Eric is doing this but he must have a reason.

"So you can live with the guilt, of knowing you usurped me and then shot me in the head." Four almost laughed, after all these years Eric was still threatened by Four. He still thought Four was gunning for his position and somehow this was Four's fault. He realizes the type of person Eric is now, the type that enjoys watching others break, come apart at the seams. That is why he was so willing to go along with Jeanine's plan, why he loved torturing the initiates, and why he wanted Four to shoot him.

Unfortunately he forgot one thing, Four rarely regretted or feared anything, this was no different. "There won't be any guilt Eric, " Four says as he raises the gun.

Eric smiles at him and it's the last thing he'll remember, "Then you'll have no problem doing it."

As Four points the gun at Eric's head, Eric makes one last statement, "Tell me, I always wondered, is it your daddy who shows up in every fear landscape you've ever gone through?" Four ignores his goading, not willing to give Eric any satisfaction in this scenario. He loads a bullet into the chamber as Eric continues pushing Four into silent rage.

"You don't like that question? What, afraid the Dauntless are going to change their minds about you? Realize that even though you've only got four fears, you're still a coward."

That does it, Four holds the gun out with his shoulders straight, mind flashing back to the training room when he and Eric first learned how to fire a gun, when he was number one. He watched Eric straighten up and look him straight in the eyes.

"Eric, be brave." And he fired.