Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent or any of the characters. Please note: this chapters contains a lot of dialogue directly from the text. This is necessary for the story to progress appropriately.


Here we go!

Chapter 2

The new initiates will have gathered in the dining hall by now. Laughing and chatting, excited that they made it off the train and down the hole. Their excitement won't last when they find out what we have in store for them. Before I get to crush their spirits I have to track down Four. I don't know why Max couldn't just deal with it himself but I may as well get it over with. I'll be stuck dealing with him for the foreseeable future anyways. It's so much easier to ignore his existence when he cooped up in the control room but he had to go and volunteer to train the new initiates and now I'm stuck overseeing the training.

He's probably in the dining hall. I have to go there anyways to gather the transfers and show them to their dormitory so at least I'm not having to go too far out of my way. I reach my destination quickly and note that the atmosphere immediately changes upon my arrival. It's so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I almost want to laugh at the number of people looking at me, but I keep my eyes cold and my face straight as I scan the room for Four. As the youngest leader in Dauntless history, I've had to work hard to earn the respect of my faction and if that means they fear me then so be it.

I find him nearby sitting with two girls I don't recognize. They must be transfers. I walk over to their table and sit down next to Four. None of them say anything.

"Well, aren't you going to introduce me?" I ask, nodding towards the two girls.

Four says, "This is Tris and Christina."

I take a quick look at them. Now that I am closer it is obvious which factions they belonged to just hours ago.

"Ooh, a Stiff," I say, smirking at the small blonde girl dressed in all grey. "We'll see how long you last."

I can't help but stare at her for longer than would be considered appropriate. 'Be especially aware of any Abnegation transfers'…I hear Jeanine's words repeat in my mind. But honestly, I can't imagine that this girl is Divergent. A threat to our society my ass. She doesn't even know how to eat a damn burger I note, seeing the plan patty before her.

I tap my fingers on the table and return my attention to Four.

"What have you been up to lately, Four?" I ask.

Four lifts a shoulder. "Nothing, really," he says.

In the corner of my eye I notice the Stiff looking back and forth between the two of us.

"Max tells me he keeps trying to meet with you, and you don't show up," I say. "He requested that I find out what's going on with you."

Four looks at me for a second before saying, "Tell him that I am satisfied with the position I currently hold."

"So he wants to give you a job."

They have been trying to recruit him into leadership since he came first in our initiation year. I can't for the life of me figure out how he could be of any use. He's such a self-righteous dick. Jeanine and Max would never be able to convince him to join the cause. There's too much Abnegation left in him.

"So it would seem," Four says.

"And you aren't interested."

"I haven't been interested in two years."

"Well," I say. "Let's hope he gets the point, then."

I get up and clap Four on the shoulder, hard, before standing up and turning towards the Stiff.

"Try some ketchup," I say quickly before walking away.

Well at least one good thing came out of that conversation, Four has no interest in leadership and I'm happy about that. I head over to the other side of the room where Max and the other leaders are eating their dinner and join in. I'll talk to Max about my conversation with Four tomorrow right now I just want to eat.

My eyes wander back over to Four's table and I notice that the Stiff…what was her name? Chris? No that was the other one…Tris, right…Tris has picked up the bottle of ketchup. I watch as she examines it closely before flipping it over and tapping some onto her burger. I don't know how Abnegation can possibly enjoy life without the pleasures of delicious food. She picks up the burger and tentatively brings it to her lips holding it there for entirely too long before taking a small bite. I accidentally laugh out loud at how ridiculous she looks. Never in my life would I have thought someone could be afraid to eat a hamburger. My table becomes quiet and realize that my small outburst has caught their attention. I break my watch and look around the table.

"What?" I say in my iciest tone, staring them down one by one.

Max looks at me curiously for a second before raising his hands slightly as if to say "whatever man" before returning his attention back to Sam who is sitting across from him. Everyone else at the table follows suit.


Chapter 2 my friends! Hope you enjoyed. I look forward to your feedback. :)