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It's a bit later in the day then I would prefer, but I've been dealing with shit all morning... But it's still getting upload semi on time.
Moving on...
What will Tris' fears reveal and how will she concur them.
The caw of a crow brought Tris to herself, making her open her eyes. When she did so she realized she was standing in a deselant field outside the wall. The dry grass beneath her crunched under her feet as she stepped, turning to survey her surroundings. In the distance to her left she saw what was left of the wall, the aftermath of something huge having crashed through it, to her right an open barren wasteland. Above her she could see a small flock of crows gathering in the darkening sky.
Further out towards the horizon Tris could see a large moving mass of black coming towards her. The longer she stood there watching, the closer it came. Realization hit her when she heard the howl of the wind carrying the shrieks of what she now knew to be a large murder of crows.
Turning on her heel Tris ran towards the wall as fast as her legs would carry her, but the further she ran the closer the crows got. With her breathing hard and her legs burning she realized she would never make it in time, so she did the only thing she could think to do. She stopped running and turned to face the murder head on.
With the ever growing flock of crows swirling like a vortex above her and the flock in front joining it, Tris stood her ground, evening out her breath.
With one last calming breath she spread her arms out beside her, the crows beginning there screeching decent. She closed her eyes as the first of the crows came into her view, slamming into her chest. One after another they slammed into her pushing her backwards till she was falling.
As she fell the sound of the crows faded away till the low rumble of thunder took over and the moving air around her became ice cold. Upon opening her eyes again she found herself falling, from up high.
Above her were grey storm clouds, lightning striking all around her. Turning in mid air she saw a raging ocean below. As it drew near, Tris took a deep breath and covered her face ready for the impact that she knew would come, and soon it did.
When she crashed into a wave the ice cold impact knocked the wind out of her causing her to take a mouthful of water. Desperately she swam in the direction she hoped was up, till she broke through the surface and met fresh salty air.
Coughing, Tris treaded water looking around at the violent upsurges around her. She could see building high waves moving in all directions. As one made its way towards her she knew she had nowhere to go and began to panic. Its upwards pull started to drag her upwards towards its top, at that point she understood that the only place left to go was down.
As she neared the top of the wave Tris readied herself to jump and at the right moment she used the forward moment of the wave to throw herself out with it. She was falling again, but this time she had a purpose and a wave coming down close behind her. When she hit the surface of the ocean again the wave crashed down on top of her, pushing her down further and into its undercurrent.
As she was pulled down into its crushing depths Tris gripped at her throat trying in vain as the oxygen was squeezed from her, a silent scream following the bubbles that left from her open mouth. Water filled her lungs making her body convulse. Slowly Tris' vision filled with spots as her body relaxed and floated down to the dark depths below.
Tris felt her back meet the cold solid floor beneath her, making her open her eyes once more. She immediately began to involuntarily cough as her body tried to expel water that was no longer there. When she finally calmed down Tris looked up and saw that she was in a large glass box, outside she could see her friends talking, but couldn't hear what they were saying.
Standing up she banged on the glass a couple of times trying to get their attention to no avail, instead they turned and left.
The area around Tris filled with a gurgling sound and when she looked she saw water beginning to come up through the metal grate she was standing on. Panicking she began to remind herself that none of this was real, that she was currently sitting in a chair dosed up with hallucinogens. But as the water continued to rise and fill her shoes, a cold chill ran up her spine.
Tris kept repeating to herself that none of this was real and with that she pulled her fist back before slamming it into the glass in front of her. Over and over again she crashed her fists down onto the glass till tiny fractures began to appear all the while the water continued to rise. With every hit she repeated her mantra and the cracks got bigger, till finally with one last forceful punch the glass shattered. Water rushed out with such force that it took her with it, forcing her out and to the ground.
Tris watched as the ground below her began to shift. The water dried up and the concrete turned to stone, the sleeves of her black Dauntless jacket shifted to a wooly grey cloth, while her body cast a shadow that was not there a second ago. Looking up Tris saw the easily identifiable square, grey building that was her old Abnegation neighbourhood.
Another shadow cast itself over Tris' making her turn in haste. Behind her stood a faceless Abnegation member reaching down for her. Scurrying back Tris bumped into someone else and a hand grabbed her from behind. Tris lashed out at the person, knocking them to the ground.
Standing, Tris saw more and more faceless people coming towards her, not just Abnegation, there were people from all factions slowly shuffling towards her. Turning Tris ran into her old house, slamming the door behind her. She lent against it trying desperately to hold it shut with the lack of lock on the door.
Within seconds she was met with the banging of fists against the door followed by the smashing sound of the windows as each window on the ground level was broken. Faceless people clambered over each other as they poured in.
Abandoning the door Tris made a run for the stairs and up to her old bedroom. She shut the door behind her and started moving the furniture to block the door. Again she heard the banging of fists against the door and soon followed by one bursting through. More and more hands broke the door and walls, all reaching out towards her.
Tris slowly backed away from the out reaching hands till she hit her wardrobe on the other side. Quickly she retched open the door and climbed inside. The sound of the furniture beginning to move made her slam the door shut. As she slid down the wall at the back she could hear the sounds of shuffling as the faceless people entered her room.
Her hands blindly searched the floor around her for something, anything she could use as a weapon, and soon she found what she was looking for. Her hands gripped the cool metal of the gun just as the shuffling stopped outside the door. Steadying herself she pointed the gun at where she thought the person's chest would be and waited.
Slowly the door creaked open, her finger on the trigger she slowly began to squeeze. Her mother's warm smiling face came into view. "There you are Beatrise." She said as she offered Tris her hand. "Come, they're all waiting for you."
Lowering the gun Tris took her mother's hand and was pulled from the wardrobe. When she exited she saw she was no longer in her room and the wardrobe was gone. Instead she stood in the middle of the Candor headquarters with her mother, father and brother Caleb.
"It has been ruled that the sentence will be carried out by Dauntless." Said a member of a Candor.
"What sentence?" Tris asked.
"Death." Replied another Candor member.
Tris paled as she looked around and saw no other Dauntless members in the room. "What is the crime." Tris mumbled.
"You need not know, you are only here to pass the sentence, not the judgment." Came a voice.
"It's okay." Tris' mother said as she touched Tris on the arm. "It's okay."
Tris nodded as her eyes began to sting and tears threatened to fall. Looking up at her parents and brother she continued to nod, "I'll," She swallowed hard, "I'll make it quick."
"I know you will." Her mother smiled warmly as she backed away to stand next to Tris' father.
Swallowing hard again Tris brought the gun in her hand up level with her mother's head. "I'm sorry." Closing her eyes she shot three times, the sound of three bodies hitting the floor followed.
When she opened her eyes again her parents and brother were gone and so was the room, instead she was back in Dauntless. Taking a deep breath she sighed. "Did you think it would be that easy Stiff?" Snarled a voice from beside Tris as a hand reached out and grabbed her arm.
Glaring down at the hand on her she followed it up and saw Peter's smirking face.
"Let me go." Tris growled back at him.
"Only if you say please." He sang back.
"Please." She replied through gritted teeth.
Instead of letting her go Peter went to grab Tris' other hand, but before he could Tris slammed her forehead into his nose. The sickening sound of snapping cartilage let her know that she had broken it.
"You fucken bitchhhh!" Peter howled as he pushed Tris away and towards another set of hands, which grabbed her and began to tie her up.
"It was too good to be true." Said Max as he came into view.
"What was?" She asked as she tried to struggle out of the ropes now binding her to a wooden pike.
"That Divergents and normal people could live together."
"But Peter's Divergent." She said as she tried to remain calm while people started to pile kindling, wood and sticks up around her.
"Turns out he never was." Max replied boredly as he walked around Tris. "You deserve this you know. For being Divergent that is."
"I can't help what I am!" She screamed as Peter's smirking, blood covered face came into view with a stick alight with flames.
Max nodded and Peter bent over and lit the bottom of the wood pile. "Burn baby burn." He sang as the pile caught fire.
Heat instantly wirled up, bringing the flames with it. Tris began to scream as smoke filled her lungs burning her from the inside and the fire's flames began to lick her skin. "It's not real, It's not real." She repeated over and over as she began to weep.
'Think wet.' Alice's voice whispered into her ear.
Instantly Tris began to calm down, she did what Alice said and began to think of water. In the distance she could hear the rumble of thunder and feel the first droplet of water hit her face. Turning her head up she felt more and more of those warm tiny droplets hitting her till it was a full on downpour.
The flames burnt out and people everywhere were running for cover. Tris pulled her arms forwards, breaking the ropes and letting them fall away. Stepping down from the wood pile she faced off against everyone she knew. "I am who I am, and nothing will ever change that."
Everything around Tris faded away leaving her to float in a void like abyss. All around her she could hear the muffled sounds of people talking. Taking a deep breath she opened her eyes and she was back in the simulation room.
"That was amazing! I've never seen anything like it!" One of the Blue Suits announced excitedly.
"That's our Tris for you." Lauan replied proudly as she turned to Tris, "You did well, so well in fact that they had to slow your footage down so it could be watched by everyone else."
"What do you mean?" Questioned Tris.
"You were under for only 60 seconds and with only 6 fears that's 1 fear completed every 10 seconds!" The other Blue Suit beamed at her. "We had to slow down the footage just so everyone else could watch it at a normal pace."
"You have no idea how amazing you really are. Your brain processing speed is faster than normal, even under a simulation that is meant to slow it down. I theorise that it has something to do with your divergency." Proclaimed the other blue suit as he practically bounced up and down like a child. "You have to drop by Erudit some time for further testing!"
He made a grab for Tris' hand but she retreated further into the chair as both Erudit then began to bombard her with questions and requests.
"Alright, alright back it up boys, let the girl breath." Lauran said as she stepped away from the wall. "Tris why don't you head to lunch."
Without needing to be told twice Tris nodded and darted for the door before anyone could say or ask her anything else.
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Spoilers Sweety -
On the next episode of Alternate Divergance - It's time for the last stage, fights all round and meetings with leaders there after. Plus, what's Alice going on about this time?