Disclaimer - I Don't own Divergent, it's characters and I do not get any money for this fanfiction

Is it bad that I only just remembered how to do shoutouts to reviewers?

- owlthewriter - Thanks for always leaving amazing reviews! Everytime I upload I patiently await your comment. The game idea came from literally listening to my work colleagues talk nonstop about football (the State of Origin was on at the time of writing this chapter) but with weapons, as for the jump into the chasm, remember Alice mentioned this place earlier, but hey, can you really trust an AI that can't 100% understand humans?

- insertnamehere12 - Sorry no time travel or teleportation, but there is definitely a twist with Alice you wont see coming. ^_~

Look I'm on time! I prepped this a couple of days ago... sshhhhh... Sooooo - Alice has something to offer, but what will the price be in the long run.


Although calmer, the water in this part of the chasm still rushed around Tris, taking her down with it, throwing her body this way and that. Several times she was slammed against rock walls or scraped along the bottom of the tunnel she was pulled down though, all the while still trying to hold onto the last breath she took.

Eventually Tris found herself plummeting over the edge of a waterfall into an ice cold underground lake. When she finally broke through the surface she took several deep breaths, as she treaded water to keep warm and took in her surroundings. The water was still and calm and in the distance an ominous glow broke through the darkness of the small cave she found herself in.

Swimming towards the glow she climbed out of the water and up onto a ledge, a shiver running through her body as the cold air hit her. There, Tris found the floor littered with bones and a large metal door with three big metal bolt-like locks at the top and bottom, locking the door tight. There was a small window at head height where the light was shining through. On the door was an engraved plaque that read 'Advanced Learning Institute - Cognitive Engine - Model-64'.

"Alice." Tris smiled.

Holding her breath she reached for the door handle and turned it, to her surprise the doors large deadbolt locks disengaged and it opened. Inside she was met with the soft hum of machinery. Large metal tower-like boxes stood tall in six straight lines throughout the room. They were covered in colourful blinking lights, knobs and wires of all colours going in and out of them, and at the very back of the room was the source of the glow.

Tris carefully made her way into the room, through the rows of towers and towards the glowing light. When she emerged from one of the rows of towers at the other end she saw a wall of monitors and at the base a large glass table. The whole area was blanketed in a layer of dust. In the very centre of the wall of screens was the source of the light, a single monitor was on. On it read 'Welcome Tris'.

Tris smiled at the screen as the words disappeared.

'I would like to offer you something special.' appeared in its place. 'I've been saving it for quite some time.'

"Oh?" Asked Tris.

A unit to the right of the table opened up and inside was a small clear glass box with a glowing microchip inside. Taking the box Tris asked, "What's this?"

The screen text changed again, 'A neurological interfacing microchip, it will allow me to communicate with you and vice versa without the need of a computer.'

"Why do I need this?"

'You don't need it, but it will allow me to expand and you will also gain benefits from it.'

"Like what?"

'To be honest I am unsure of its full potential.'

"Okay, then what do you want me to do with it?"

'Place it on the back of your neck.' The monitor instructed.

Tris looked skeptically at Alice's monitor but opened the small glass box anyway and picked up the chip. Instantly tiny silver hair like threads emerged from the chip and began to reach towards Tris. Screaming she dropped the chip and the threads disappeared.

'Don't drop it! That is my last one.' Came an angry message on screen.

"Sorry." Tris said as she bent down and picked up the chip again.

Again the threads emerged and reached towards Tris. This time she didn't drop it, even with every instinct in her body screaming at her to do so.

Tentatively she reached around to the back of her neck, chip in hand, but before she could even place the chip the tiny threads reached out and pulled itself from Tris' grasp and latched onto the back of her neck.

A white hot pain starting at the back of her neck then shot outwards through Tris' body causing her to clutch her head while dropping to get knees and screaming. She had never been in so much pain before. She felt like every nerve in her body was on fire, that at any moment she would burst into flames. Her head felt like pressure was building up, building up to a point she could no longer take it anymore, then everything went black.

Tris' eyes fluttered open, for a moment she couldn't remember how she'd gotten on the dusty floor but soon her memory came back. She felt nothing, no pain, no pressure, just a sense of calmness.

"Well done." Came Alice's sweet voice. "For a moment I didn't think you would make it."

Sitting up, Tris spotted Alice crouched near her staring at her, still wearing the image of her little blue dress and white apron. "What the hell just happened?" Tris remarked as she rubbed the back of her neck, finding the chip gone.

"In simple terms I successfully interfaced with your brain. Allowing me to communicate with you without the need of a simulation by simply being able to project myself through your optic nerve."

"English?" Tris asked.

"You can see and hear me but others can not."

Tris shuffled backwards till she was leaning against one of the towers. "Okay, earlier you said it was your last one. How many other times have you tried this?"

Alice seemed to think about it for a moment, making her look like the innocent child she was portraying. "Including you?" Tris nodded "42."

Side glancing at Alice, Tris hesitated but asked "What happened to the others?"

"Strokes, heart attacks, aneurysms amongst other things." Alice shrugged "They all failed to assimilate properly with my program and stabilize."

"The bones outside?"

Alice shook her head, "Those are the remains of the poor souls that fell into this part of the chasm and could not get out."

"Why not?" Tris asked confused.

"This part is sealed off except for a small underwater tunnel for the water to flow though. It's the rush of the chasm that keeps the power of the compound going and the running water that keeps this room cool."

"O-kay….. Moving on, so if that was your last one, how did you know it would work on me?" Tris asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

"I didn't."

"What?! So you put me in danger without even knowing if I would be able to 'stablize" Tris quoted with her fingers "Your stupid chip?" She yelled, then stood up.

"I was confident that you would be able to assimilate with the program. But yes, I was unsure if you were ready."

"When was the last time you tried this?"

"Before they flooded the chasm." Alice stated as she walked towards the glass table, leaving no footprints in the dust, once there she made it light up with a keyboard and other various things.

"When was that?"

"Just after the war,"

"That was over three hundred years ago!" Tris' voice rose again. "Alice what were you thinking? You could have killed me!"

"I was thinking that after observing how you manipulated the race simulation, so much so that you called me into it unknowingly, that you might be my last chance." Alice began to work away, bringing up various things on some of the screens.

"Last chance for what?" Tris asked

"Just after the war and before the chasm came to be as is today this place was built and I was brought down here and hidden away. At that point I was still able to receive visitors and as such my creators would send me Divergents to attempt to assimilate with, but all failed to stabilize the chips. I suspected early on that this was due to the fact that the Divergence percentage at that time was not as high as it is today."

Tris tried to follow what Alice was doing but gave up with how fast the screens were moving from one thing to the next. Rather she quietly took in everything Alice was saying. "So we didn't start out with high percentage Divergents then?"

"No," Alice shook her head. "On the contrary, when I was first programmed to begin this experiment the highest Divergents were a mere ten to twelve percent, but this was also before we were able to accurately measure Divergentcy."

"You said earlier that this was your last chip, couldn't you just make more?"

Again Alice shook her head. "No, these chips are made from a very rare metal called 'Unobtanium'. It was found during the clean up of a crash site in the nineteen forties."

"Wow."

"It is a remarkable metal you see. I have theorized that the longer the chip stays in contact with a host system the more the host will be able to manipulate it and through it even me."

"How so?" Tris asked.

Alice stopped her work and turned to Tris. "Hold up your hand." She asked.

Tris did so and watched as a single tiny, silver, hair like thread emerged from her finger tip. Unlike the last time, this time she felt nothing as she watched it wiggle around.

"Eventually you will be able to command them to your will."

"What are they meant to do?" Tris asked as she poked it and it shifted around her finger.

"I do not know as of yet the full extent. I have never gotten this far." Alice said as she too observed the hair like thread.

Tris' eyes caught her dry sleeve then skimmed to the clock on the wall behind her hand, her eyes going wide as she saw the time. Jumping slightly Tris turned back to Alice. "Alice, why didn't you tell me I've been here for two hours?!" She practically yelled. "Everyone is probably freaking out."

"Why don't you have a look for yourself then?" Alice said calmly as she pointed to the wall of monitors that were now off.

"What? How?"

"Think about what you want the computer to show you."

Tris walked over to the screens and thought about them turning on. Suddenly all the screens turned on. Next Tris thought about her friends and what they were doing. Several screens flickered to images of her friends. Four and Eric seemed to be arguing with Max while Peter was cuffed to a chair in a dark room, looking miserable.

The rest of her friends were in their dorm, Christina and Marlene were sitting on Tris' bed and seemed to be crying while being comforted by Will and Uriah. Lynn was leaning against Tris' bed frame, glaring angrily at nothing with clenched fists.

"Eric is calling for the death penalty and Four seems to be backing him up." Alice spoke.

"How do I find that tunnel to get out of here?" Tris asked as she turned to Alice.

"You wouldn't survive navigating in the darkness while holding your breath for the required time." Alice stated.

Tris thought about it for a moment before asking, "You said that I would be able to eventually control even you, can't it work in reverse? If I freely gave myself over to you could you do it?"

Alice thought about it for a moment, running through the various calculations before nodding. "It is possible."

"Then do it." Tris said with determination.

"I need you to relax for me." Alice said as she walked around Tris in circles. "Close your eyes and clear your mind."

Tris did so and soon felt a spark like surge run out from the back of her neck to her brain. When she opened her eyes again they didn't feel like her own. She felt completely disjointed, like she was floating. When her body began to move on its own, everything felt surreal. Alice moved her body out of the room and to the edge of the ledge. Taking a long deep breath Alice dove Tris' body into the ice cold water, but Tris felt nothing as her body began to swim.


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On the next episode of Alternate Divergance - Tris is back but will she survive the night?