Okay, honestly, I'm getting a bit tired of doing disclaimers, so this will be the last one I'm going to put in chapters. I do not own Divergent. If I did I wouldn't be writing fanfics about it and (spoilers) Tris would have lived. The only things I own are the edited version of the plot line and the random characters I throw into the mix because I needed someone for something or just needed multiple people.

Chapter 18

The Test

Tris:

I couldn't have asked for a better family.

Tobias's POV:

Everything's been going amazing for the past two years. Sure, I miss Beatrice. She was a great person to hang out with, but after finding out why she transferred… well… No one could blame her.

\Flashback: Begin/

My parents had been called to Candor. Something about someone being on trial and requesting them to be in the audience. It's been a few months since Beatrice transferred, and even though she's been distant for who knows how long, I still classify her as my only friend, even though we're not allowed friends in Abnegation. There's something really strange about Marcus Eaton, Beatrice's dad. There's always been something really strange about him, but the only person who ever listens is Caleb, my brother. He also gets the same feeling when we're around him. Mr. Eaton is the leader of Abnegation and he also leads the government. Everyone thinks he's a really kind and selfless man, but whenever I look at him, I can't see any kindness or selflessness. He radiates this cruel, selfish aura that for some reason, only Caleb and I can sense.

Either, Caleb and I were making dinner by the time our parents got home, and the look on their faces clearly showed shock, surprise, guilt, and regret. To say I was confused about why my selfless parents would feel these emotions would be the underestimate of the year.

We were sitting at the table, silently eating, when out of nowhere, my mother, Natalie Prior, spoke up. She asked, "Would you boys like to know why we went to Candor? Who had requested us?"

We were about to decline, seeing as it would be selfish to be curious when my Father said something that shocked us to the bone. "Forget Abnegation teachings for the moment and answer your mother honestly," he had said.

In all honesty, Caleb and I both nodded yes to our Mother's questions. She proceeded to tell us that Beatrice Eaton had arrested her father, Marcus Eaton. My Mother told us that Beatrice had put her father to trial in front of her entire new faction with the acceptance of both of them being the only Abnegation. Marcus had been abusing Beatrice for years. No one realized it. Caleb and I suspected so many things. No one believed us. That's why they felt guilt and regret. They felt guilty that they had done nothing to help her and they regretted ignoring our instincts.

The conversation for the night proceeded in a strange manner. Caleb and I were allowed to speak up and say anything when we desired. We didn't have to wait to be asked a question. To say that was the most eventful meal we've had ever would not be a lie.

Near the end of the meal, my Mother shocked Caleb and me with her question. "What faction do you boys want to go to?" She had asked us.

We were startled. I stayed quiet, thinking for a few minutes while Caleb said he wanted to go to Erudite, surprising both our parents who had, sadly, never picked up on his Erudite like tendencies.

I didn't answer for a good, solid, three minutes. My answer to the question ended up being, "I would like to go to Dauntless. It seems really interesting there, but I suppose I'd have to train a lot."

To say I was shocked with the next thing my Father said would be quite an understatement. "It seems Beatrice was right when she said you'd want to go to Dauntless. Either way, son, she offered to send someone she trusted and knew could train you if you confirmed this." He had stated with a thoughtful look before continuing, "I suppose I'll give the answer during the next meeting. Send a note through one of the leaders."

\Flashback: End/

That day changed my life. In our house, all the rules changed. Caleb and I were allowed to run and play whenever we didn't have anything to do, but we still had to be quiet and careful not to attract unwanted attention. Amar, Beatrice's close friend and apparently her old instructor, had arrived about a week after the proposition was made. Every night he'd take me out on a jog around the sectors. He'd also teach me how to fight and throw knives. Sadly he couldn't teach me to shoot a gun without drawing any attention from anyone, so I couldn't, though he did teach me to take care of one. Amar would also give me letters from Beatrice that she'd send on occasion, and in return, I'd send him back with a letter of my own. We stayed in touch that way, but we could never actually meet in person until I transfer to Dauntless. Though, for some reason, over a month ago, Amar just stopped coming. The only thing he left us with was a simple note that basically said that something was happening in Dauntless and that he was needed to help figure out somethings.

Today is the aptitude test. The test that will tell us where we belong. Then tomorrow, the Choosing Ceremony takes place. Currently, I was sitting in the cafeteria next to Caleb. He was discreetly watching the Erudite's while I did the same to the Dauntless.

I was pulled out of my thoughts as I heard my name being called, "Tobias Prior." It was the only name, out of the 10 total names called that I had heard. Apparently, one other Abnegation member was placed before Caleb and me, so rather than us being the two from Abnegation that was called, it was me and some girl.

I silently followed the rest of the group as we made our way over to the testing rooms.

Time Skip (After The Sim (Sorry, I'm Too Lazy To Write About It)

"Well shit, I owe Beatrice and Amar 20 points each," the woman, Tori, grumbled under her breath as I came out of the sim.

Apparently, Tori was really close friends with Beatrice and was dating Amar. Clearly, they've talked about me to her and now I'm apparently known to all of Amar and Beatrice's friends. Tori had told me that Beatrice had a new name, new look, and a new attitude, but she wouldn't tell me what her new name was. She said I had to find out myself, though I had a feeling that Beatrice is Six. My Father told me, about less than a year ago, that Dauntless had an official new leader that was named Six.

I looked at Tori questioningly and she explained, "You're Divergent. Your aptitude is Abnegation, Erudite, and Dauntless. Beatrice and Amar bet against me that you would have different results. I just lost." She practically whispered her entire statement, as if worried someone would hear us and kill us for even talking about Divergent.

I nodded before a sudden thought popped into my head, "Are Divergents safe in Dauntless?" I asked, keeping my voice low as we talked.

Tori nodded, "All thanks to Beatrice. She made it possible for Divergent to live in Dauntless peacefully. Beatrice changed the faction for the better and I can't be any prouder." Her voice was full of pride as if she raised Beatrice and just witnessed her own daughter graduate.

"What rank did she get?" I asked, curious about what my old friend had ranked during her initiation.

Tori chuckled, "Why, she was in the top 5 rankings. One of the best improved initiates Amar had ever taught."

I nodded in a bit of understanding and was about to ask Tori why Amar stopped coming over to train me, but she told me to head to wherever I'm supposed to be before I could even open my mouth to ask. Tori said that she was going to manually enter into the system that I had gotten Dauntless rather than Dauntless and Abnegation as she ushered me out of the room.

Time Skip (After The Tests)

Caleb and I were on our way home. Silent until we made it out of earshot from anyone else before I asked, "What were your results?"

No one's allowed to ask about their test results, but some still break that rule. Usually, us Abnegation would follow the rule, but Caleb and I are not necessarily Abnegation.

"Abnegation and Erudite," Caleb whispered.

Neither of us cared for the way others treat those who are Divergent. We always felt like they were just more advanced in their mind than others. Our mother, Natalie, told us that she had once been Dauntless. At the time, Dauntless didn't like Divergent and could those who had an aptitude for more than one faction. Naturally, our mother had an aptitude for either Erudite or Dauntless. The only reason she transferred to Abnegation was that our Father, Andrew, transferred here from Erudite. Our dad also happened to be Divergent, with an aptitude for Abnegation and Erudite. That's probably where the Abnegation part of our results came from. I suppose I'm a mix between both our Mother and Father, while Caleb is quite a lot like our Father.

I nodded and whispered in an equally quiet voice, "I got Abnegation, Erudite, and Dauntless."

Caleb nodded and we remained silent throughout the rest of our walk home. To say we were shocked when we saw two Dauntless members in our house, conversing with our parents when we got home would be quite the oversimplification. When Caleb and I entered the house, the first thing we realized was that our parents were talking to Dauntless members. One of them, I easily recognized as Amar, the other, all I knew was that it was a girl.

"Hi, Mom! Hi, Dad!" Caleb and I greeted as we entered the house.

Once the door was shut behind us, I dropped all my things and rushed over to Amar, hugging him. The Dauntless man chuckled at my enthusiasm to see him once again, but that quickly diminished, as if he remembered something important.

I heard the woman behind me chuckle as she watched us and she finally spoke, "It's good to see you too, Tobias." Her voice was playful and sounded quite familiar.

It was Beatrice's voice.

"Beatrice!" I yelped with joy and pulled myself off Amar before pulling Beatrice into a hug. Caleb soon joined me as we tackled her in a pile of hugs.

She laughed before gently pushing us both off her, "It's been quite a while since someone's called me Beatrice and that name definitely doesn't fit me." She mused before an idea seemed to flash before her eyes, "You can call me Tris when it's just us or people I trust, otherwise call me Six."

I nodded with a joyous smile etched into my features. I finally noticed what she looked like. Tris was dressed in a tight, black t-shirt that had the Dauntless logo on the front. She also had on a leather jacket that seemed to be a bit ripped, as if she wore it almost all the time. Tris also wore form-fitting ripped, black jeans that had black, thigh-high, wedge boots covering them. Her hair had streaks of purple, light blue, blood red, black, dark grey, and a bit of white that blended into her naturally blond hair. Tris's hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail that had two knives stuck in it. One was a black bladed knife with the Dauntless symbol that had a white hilt and also held the Dauntless symbol while the other was a blood red bladed knife with a black hilt. I had a suspicious feeling that she had a lot more weapons hidden in her nearly fully black outfit.

"Hey, Six," Amar began his own snicker interrupting what he was about to say, "The kid's taller than you."

Tris grumbled, "Everyone's taller than me, but I will beat your sorry ass if you say anything again, Dad." She emphasized the word dad, causing all of us to be quite shocked while Amar just laughed at her.

"Enough," my Father called out, interrupting the conversation before it could get any worse. "You both said that you had something very important to say when you came, but you also said you needed my boys to be here. They're here. What is it you both need?"

My Father's question caused both Tris and Amar's expressions to turn serious so both Caleb and I quickly found our seats before Tris asked, "Caleb, you plan to transfer to Erudite, correct?"

My brother nodded his affirmative, albeit confused why it was relative. I watched as Tris and Amar's eyes flashed with relief, but concern, as if they needed someone in Erudite, but found it quite dangerous.

Amar took a deep breath before he explained, "Erudite's been messing about in Dauntless. We're not sure what they're planning, but they did something to Max. He's not himself. The man's been getting angry and no one in Dauntless has ever seen Max mad about anything, and honestly, many are afraid. Six found a nearly empty vial of some orange serum in a trashcan when we were searching to try and find out what was making Max act this way. We had some of our most trusted Erudite transfers go over it and they found out that the serum was some sort of control serum." Amar took a deep breath as Tris took over.

"So far, we have ten trusted Erudite transfers going over the serum and trying to figure out how to reverse its effects. No such luck," Tris continued for Amar. "Jeanine's up to something and that something involves controlling Dauntless. Caleb, I'm sorry to ask this of you, but we need someone to get inside of Erudite and find out what they are planning, and if possible, find a reverse serum to the one Max is under." Tris looked at Caleb, her expression only showing one of seriousness and possibly a bit of desperation, "Caleb, will you be our spy?"

A/N:

I'm not sorry for the cliffhanger. What I am sorry about is that this shit's pretty fucking short. Anyway, what do you guys think Caleb's answer will be? (Your answers won't affect what his answer will be). Also, I hope you like the way that Tobias and Six are interacting, also, yes, Six just made herself the nickname Tris. No promises that the next chapter will be longer. Honestly, the size of these chapters depends on how much I feel is necessary for what is going on. Anyway, bye and have a great day!