Today is a special day! Well, close to it anyway. Today's the 6th of September, a few days after the first of September. And that day is the day I published this fanfiction! It was last year, and well, after a couple of hiatuses, we've finally got here. Since it's such a special day, I decided to add some FourTris. I don't think my writing for kissing scenes has improved(sorry :((() but whatever, hopefully the FourTris will satisfy your shipping needs.
I've been forgetting to do this lately. Uriah, where have you disappeared to?
*silence* *room suddenly turns pitch black*
Uriah...?
*lights turn on* *confetti gets thrown at me*
Divergent gang: Happy anniversary, Trisara! :DDD We've Dauntless cake for you!
Marlene: Uriah planned all this out for your fanfiction's one year birthday!
Awe... Uri... You didn't have to do all this... This is so sweet of you...
Uriah: Blow out the candle and let's party!
*blows out candle*
Everyone: *cheering*
*hugs Uriah* Thanks Uri, you're amazing. It's sad I don't have the rights to you though, Veronica does.
Uriah: Eh, I don't care, I still love ya.
Best. Brother. Figure. Ever.
Tobias' POV
Three guards bring me out of her office, strong grips on my upper arms. As if I'd run away. What would be the point of that? They will still find me. Besides, I think they are already going to release me.
One of them announces that he has orders to bring me somewhere else before I can be freed. They drag me in another direction. Great. I'm going to be stuck in this hellhole for an even longer period of time.
I take note of my surroundings, but my brain doesn't really process things anymore because of the absolutely awful news I've just received. The only thing on my mind now is, Tris, Tris, Tris. I don't think of anything else.
I don't think about the bright flashing sign that says "cells", I don't think about the door right in front of me, I don't think about the code the guard is typing in to unlock that door. No, he does not unlock it, he only makes the door transparent. It must be a two way mirror. If it really were see through for both sides, that blonde girl sitting on the metal bench who is conversing with that brown haired boy would have noticed us by now.
Suddenly, like a click, I realise. Tris. Caleb. She's not in the lab, she's still in her cell.
"Tris," I whisper, my voice so soft that nobody heard it. I try to reach for the door but they restrain me. Do I have much trouble with it? No, not that much. Tris is the only one that matters, not me. As long as I can see her, I'm good, although I do wish they'd let me go closer.
There isn't really a need for me to want to go closer other than to hear her voice. The same guard types in a different code and suddenly, I can hear them.
"—failed. Was there any doubt." Caleb.
"Well, at least my friends tried to save me, unlike you," a familiar female voice sneers. Tris.
"But what would be the point of attempting to breach this prison, if they already know it would be impossible to do so without any complications along the way?" Caleb says like he is stating a fact. "They are impulsive, reckless, brainless, and in short, everything a Dauntless is. I'm afraid that you have become just like them, and I cannot allow it. It would not be healthy for our society."
"Bullshit," she growls. "You're such a fucking hypocrite!"
She jumps off the bed and points an accusing finger at him. "You say that I have become like them and that you don't like that. Have you ever thought about whether I feel the same about you? You have become what the Erudite are. You are now a greedy, selfish, cowardly, good-for-nothing scoundrel."
"See? That's my point! The Dauntless are brainwashing you—"
"So are the fucking Erudite, Caleb!" She yells, clearly frustrated. Her hand runs through her tangled hair, not even caring that she pulled out a few strands in the process. "Everything you have just said, I can say the same for you. It isn't healthy for society, with snobby know-it-alls walking everywhere, doing experiments on others, and not rescuing their sisters." She directs a glare at him.
"You are the only one can be the test subject. You have the lowest chance of dying while being tested, thirteen percent only! I believe Eric has already briefed you about the H34RT. Nice fellow, isn't he?" Tris scoffs. "Right... Eric is such a pleasant person to speak with. I definitely do not have the urge to kill him whenever I see his fucking ugly face." Caleb rolls his eyes.
"I mean it, B—"
"Don't you dare call me that," she snaps. "You have no right to call me that name. Beatrice is what my father, mother, my boyfriend, and my brother can call me. Nobody else can."
My heart warms at her words. I am one of the only ones who are allowed to address her by her actual birth name.
Caleb looks hurt. "I can't call you by your full name, but you said your brother can."
She nods. "Yeah."
"But I am not allowed to?"
"That's because you are no longer my brother," she murmurs. Her eyes are glassy. "My brother would not have let me get tortured, even if it were for the sake of humanity. My brother would not have scorned my new found friends in my faction. My brother..."
She swallows hard as she tries to keep her tears in. "My brother would not have betrayed me."
A gasp escapes her lips and she coughs. Oh Tris... She doesn't deserve this. She already has so much to deal with, even in her normal life in Dauntless. And the thing with the Amnesia Serum... She turned into Six just to avoid Jeanine in the first place. It must have been hard for her to be separated from all her friends. Now those months of effort to keep up the act of disappearance have gone down the drain.
"My friends in Dauntless are more like family than you are," she says. Her voice is strong and I can hear the truth in her words. If only the others were here to hear all this. Caleb however, still insists that our group of friends in Dauntless are more corrupted than he.
"But I am better than the Dauntless. After all, I am still your very own brother in the end."
"Oh so beloved brother, have you forgotten?" She says in a sickly sweet voice before punching him in the gut. "Faction before blood, Caleb." She spits his name out venomously.
He cries out and hunches over in pain, clutching his stomach. At this moment, the guards quickly unlock the door and aim their guns at Tris. She turns to them with a scowl and then her eyes widen upon landing her gaze on me. "F-Four?"
She immediately loses her focus on her traitor of a brother and instead focuses on me. She attempts to get to me but the guards stop her. That still doesn't prevent her from trying to break through.
"Four!" She yells. "Four! Just let me touch him! Please!"
I feel a deep ache in my chest as she stares at me helplessly. Caleb walks up to her and places a hand on her shoulder. She wrenches away from him, but his hand stays put. "Let her go to him," he orders the guards.
"Huh?" Her face holds the look of surprise as the men put their arms down to their sides. As soon as she sees the path to me is no longer blocked, she runs. I open my arms wide and wrap her up in my embrace.
Tris brings her arms around me too. Her tears fall onto my chest. She's here, she's here. She's here and she is with me. It has only been a few days, but those days dragged on. I was afraid I might not be able to touch her again.
We look at each other. I haven't seen these beautiful blue grey eyes in what seems like forever. A tear rolls down her cheeks and I wipe away the tear streak. And those warm, soft lips. I haven't kissed them in so long.
We lean in toward each other and she closes her eyes. I tilt my head slightly to capture her lips with mine.
I don't care that there are other people around. I don't care that Caleb is around. Tris is still the only one on my mind. And that makes our kiss even better.
She gasps as I suddenly bite her lower lip. It is followed by a low groan. She snakes her arms up from between my arm and my body and her hand tangles in my hair. This brings our bodies closer, even closer than we were just seconds ago.
My hand rests on her waist and her other hand on my chest, exactly above my heart. I open my mouth and slip my tongue in.
No matter how many times we've done this, I always feel so afraid, at the same time eager. Whenever she greets my tongue with hers, I will always feel shivers. This time is no exception.
She moans very softly as I massage her tongue with mine. She tugs on my hair and I tilt my head slightly to a different angle. She kisses me so hard it hurts.
I wish we never had to stop. But we have to. If only we could continue kissing each other and not care about anything else.
We break apart slowly and reluctantly. Tris looks at me through hooded lids and bites her lip. She blushes as I look at her lovingly. Even if we were to do this forever, it still wouldn't add up to the amount of love I have for her.
I rest my forehead against hers and we share breaths. My thumb runs over her lip and my fingers caress her face, memorising her features through touch.
"Kissing you always feels like the first time I'm doing it," she whispers, her breath tickling my cheek.
"But you still kiss me so good every time, without fail," I say truthfully. She chuckles.
Caleb coughs awkwardly behind us. Her eyes lose the sparkle in them upon hearing him. She turns around and sees the guards walking forward to pull her away from me.
Before too much distance is put between us, she says, "I love you."
My heart clenches. "I love you too. I'll see you soon."
As they lead her away, she turns her head back to face me and smiles.
I can only hope that nothing bad will happen to her.
Tris' POV
Even though it has only been literally a minute since I last saw Tobias, I already miss him. For all I know, this could be the last time I will ever see him.
After many twists and turns, we finally end up at some laboratory. God, and I thought the Dauntless compound was complicated.
Jeanine is in here typing away on a computer. When she notices my presence, she smiles politely at me. I grit my teeth. Fucking bitch.
"Hello there, Beatrice Prior. Age sixteen, born in Abnegation, currently in Dauntless..."
"I already know that you know everything about me through the H34RT. There's no need to show off," I roll my eyes. Geez, why do the Erudite always have the need to show everyone what they can do? It is impressive that they know it, but when they flaunt it, it isn't that attractive anymore.
Jeanine raises an eyebrow. "I had assumed you didn't already know. I guess I was wrong. Anyway, you know why you're here, don't you?"
There is a holographic clock on the wall. It reads 2.55. I look back at her. "Yes, I know why I'm here. Three in the afternoon, that is when I'll be tested." She nods.
"That's right. That is five minutes from now. Get her prepared."
They inject me with a serum that has several colours swirling around in it. I want to fight back, but I know how that would end up. They would probably kill me. I think that's their true aim, for me to die. Maybe they just made this whole torture room thing up and brought me here, hoping I would try to escape so they have a reason to shoot me to death. Maybe that's too far fetched. Out of the two possibilities, I think the latter is most likely. The other is unrealistic. The Erudite wouldn't go through such weird and complicated measures just to get me killed.
They bring me to what I assume is the torture chamber, or as Jeanine likes to call it, "the testing room". It'll still be the torture chamber to me. It is very spacious, no furniture to fill up with emptiness. Surrounding me are several dark passageways. I remember seeing these in the map Caleb showed me back when I was in the infirmary. All the passageways lead to a room where I will face one fear. One of the rooms is for the fear of intimacy.
Even though I do not show any signs of wanting to run away, I feel like it. I just don't have the chance to. The entire time while I was here in Erudite, I've been surrounded by impenetrable doors and guards who held me in a vice like grip.
The guards leave me here and exit through a wide open doorway. They do not lock it however. The doorway doesn't even have an actual door!
This could be my big break.
I sprint towards my last chance of avoiding this torture. However, when I try to walk out the door, I feel like I just slammed into an electric wall. It stings, badly.
"Ah!" I cry out in pain. I stretch my arm out in front of me to see what I banged into. In the middle of the doorway, I touch something and it lights up blue. I hear a loud buzz and feel a very painful and sharp pinch on my hand. I throw my hand back. The light grey walls of the room suddenly turn transparent.
"Can't wait to run off, can you, Beatrice?" Jeanine raised an eyebrow. "The doorway has detectors all over it. If it detects the serum that we have injected you with, it will give off an electric shock." I scowl. I should have known it wouldn't be this easy. The Erudite won't give me such an easy escape route. In fact, they wouldn't give me an escape route at all.
Despite that fact, I continue to look for some other means of escape. In the end, I find none. I sigh.
I've no choice but to do what Jeanine wants if I want to get out of here.
"Jeanine, do we start?" An Erudite asks. Jeanine doesn't look at him. She continues to observe me instead. "No, not until our test subject is ready. Are you ready, Beatrice Prior?"
This is it. I have no choice but to do what I have been trying so hard to avoid. I take in a deep breath, and as I exhale, I say one word.
"Yes."
Finally! Torture chamber time! One of my very loyal reviewers has been begging for the simulations. Well, next one is gonna be the one you've been waiting for! :D
Also, Allegiant quote! Tris and Tobias' last words to each other! Maybe I put it in there for a specific reason... Ya know, maybe a couple of character deaths in this fanfiction? Just sayin'...
AND YAS I GOT ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS INTO DIVERGENT WOOHOOO :DDD Also, ERERI/RIREN/IDCWHOISSEMEORUKEASLONGASERENANDLEVIHAVEHARDCORESEXOKAY
Pretend you never saw what I just said up there, hehe
Nyaning in the Fear Landscape
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