Amaya P.O.V

Marcus' execution came faster than I had expected. I looked down at what I was wearing, I wasn't trying to hard but also because I'm a leader and I would be executing him I had to put in at least a little bit of effort. I was wearing black skinny jeans with a simple black tank top and a dark red and black flannelette draped over to cover my arms. I paired this with my black wedged combat boots and pulled my long burgundy hair up out of my face. I heard a knock on my door, but they just let themselves in making me believe it to be Tobias.

"Are you ready for this Maya?" he asked me as he popped into my line of view in front of the mirror. I shook my head at him.

"Is one ever ready to execute their own father? No matter what he's done to me." I said to him as he wrapped me in a tight hug, he understood, with my heels I was still shorter than Tobias. There was another knock on my door, and I peeked over my brothers' shoulder and found Eric leant up against my bedroom door. He uncrossed his arms and held them out slightly. I felt Tobias unwrap his arms from my body and I quickly walked over to Eric. He may be in my bad books now, but I needed anyone who knew surrounding me. Which only included Eric and Tobias, although I'm sure Tris knows by now her and I weren't exactly close with each other. I had my two boys with me through this and Tobias had me and Tris.

Eric and I stood on the stage with Marcus knelt in front of us. We both held a gun to his head as Eric listed off everything that Marcus had done wrong in his life. My grip on my gun started to shake slightly as the memories flooded my mind, but I knew I had to stay strong. The only way I was going to get any redemption is if I do this myself. As Eric finished listing everything, I took a deep breath and pulled the safety off the gun. I locked eyes with Eric giving me a little bit more confidence before pulled the trigger and watched as my fathers' lifeless body slumped on the stage. It was over, I didn't have to be afraid of him anymore.

A month later and the initiates were getting ready to do stage 3, which combined stage one and two together. Conquering your fearscape using the fight training from stage one. Stage three only ever took a day. And I would have to be in the same room as Eric for the whole day. Him and Ange were going well, and they seemed happy with each other. I just avoided looking at them, or even just being around them when I didn't have to be. Although being a leader alongside them both made it hard to avoid them, I still was able to manage it. I missed the time I used to spend with Eric, the drinks after training, training with him and even going to the fence, there just felt like a part of me was missing, and I knew it had something to do with Eric. Not having him in my life was affecting me negatively and no matter what I tried to do to fill the void I just couldn't. I had tried to go on a few dates, but nothing ever went further than either dinner or drinks. Al had thrown himself off the chasm when he tried to get me to forgive him for attacking me. I had refused as I still wouldn't go out with him because I knew that was the only reason he had apologised and the next day Eric had to pull him out of the rushing waters of the chasm.

Once the fearscapes were over and I refused the vomit crawling up the back of my throat at the sight of Eric and Ange I followed Tobias and the initiates into the pit where everyone had started to line up to get an injection.

"Alright listen up! Before you leave tonight, I want you all in four lines, just a tracking device, don't ask questions, just a precaution." Fredrickson, one of the other leaders, yelled from the top of the pit, Eric had joined him before he walked down to help administer the trackers. I walked right up to Eric who didn't even look at me as he turned to get another needle and syringe from his side.

"Mya? I didn't know you'd be here. All Dauntless leaders are getting one of these later."

"Just give it to me now Eric, I don't plan on being sober enough later." I felt him place his left hand on the base of my neck and the tip of the syringe on the other side to his hand. He plunged the needle into my neck, and I winced slightly, he pulled it away and pushed me along without another word.

Later that night I drank my sorrows away in a bar as the initiates partied on, going from bar to bar with each other. At around about 4 am everyone started to leave. But what got me was that everyone was lining up in the pit again. I watched from afar as I sobered up quickly so that I could pay attention to what was going on around me. I watched as a guy started asking around what was going on, then Eric walked up to him. I covered my mouth before a gasp could escape as Eric held a gun to the guys head and shot without a second thought. I couldn't believe Eric was capable of that, but I knew there was something cold in him. I watched as everyone filed out and onto a stationary train. Since when do we get on the train when its stopped? I quickly ran up to the control room where I saw some people walking out. I squeezed my way in before the door could fully close.

I sat and watched for a while before my brother had been dragged in unconscious. He was in the training room from stage one. I quickly hightailed it out of there to go and save my brother. When I ran in there, I noticed Eric standing beside Jeanine as Tobias had Tris pinned to the ground with a gun to her head. She held the barrel and was whispering something to him.

"Another one? Really Eric how did you miss all these people. And all originally from Abnegation as well." I noticed some sort of emotion flash passed Eric's eyes before there were stone cold again and Jeanine walked over to me. "Nathan, this ones for you." Jeanine waved to someone behind me and suddenly I was grabbed from behind in a strong grip. I froze in place as a syringe full of some sort of serum was placed at the base of my neck.

Eric P.O.V

I nearly lunged forward to Amaya when she ran in, but I held myself back. I had to be professional, and as far as Jeanine was aware, I was dating Angela. I can't believe I was stupid enough to not give her the serum. But I didn't want her to be a killer of her home faction. But I also didn't want Jeanine to think that she was divergent, and I didn't think about that last part.

Jeanine waved to someone behind Amaya and my dad stepped out. He held a vial and syringe to her neck, and I took a step towards them before Jeanine held her hand up to me.

"Now, now, Eric, we don't want dear old daddy here to kill the love of your life, do we?" I sucked in a breath as I looked back over towards her. Fear flashed in her eyes as she looked over to me. I needed to help her. Knowing she had been alright when she burst in here was a huge weight lifted off my shoulders, but right now, I knew what my father was capable of. Why else would someone have tattoos over their necks? Not for fucking fashion I'll tell you that much. I mean I love my mother; it was just always my father. Back in Erudite he used me as a lab rat whenever my mother wasn't around, she had no idea what was going on when she wasn't home. Its why I transferred in the first place. I just hope that she's left his sorry ass by now.

My fists clenched as my father stuck the needle into her delicate olive skin. Tris had gotten Four out of the simulation and Four had gone for his sister. I sent him a glare that told him to get Tris and get out of here and that I would handle all of this. My father emptied the vial into her bloodstream and suddenly I saw red, I pulled out my gun and aimed it at Jeanine.

"She was never part of this plan!" I screamed at her gun still in her direction.

"She's a divergent Eric, that's what were trying to do here, eradicate the divergent's."

"No, she fucking isn't! I didn't give her the serum!" she looked towards me and then to Amaya and my father. Her smirk dropped. That's right, your just about to kill one of the brightest leaders of Dauntless just because she could have been divergent. Jeanine held up a vial in her hands.

"This is the reversal of the serum your father just gave her. Pledge allegiance to me to help get the rest of these divergent's and I will give it to you. She can live, just so long as you both join me in starting over." I started to walk closer to her and lower my gun, I didn't want to be beside her anymore. But she didn't need to know that. When I got about a foot from Jeanine, I raised my gun again.

"I will never join you. Nor will Amaya!" I pulled the trigger and shot her square n the head. I could see the life leave Jeanine's body and as I looked back towards my father and Amaya, I noticed the life leaving her body as well. I quickly rushed towards her shoving my father out of the way as I quickly loaded up the syringe with the vial I had gotten from Jeanine's cold lifeless body. I kept shaking and she was slipping further and further away from me. Suddenly my fathers' hands were on my own as he took the syringe and vial out of my hand before loading it up himself and administering it into her neck. I nodded in appreciation as he got up and left. I held Amaya to my chest and waited for her eyes to open back up.

"What the fuck happened to me?" she asked, I looked down at her hazel eyes and pulled her to my chest, a few tears slipped out of my eye before she pushed me away.

"Jeanine orchestrated an attack on Abnegation using the initiates from Dauntless this year. She had my father force a serum inside you to kill you. But if I'm correct the serum should be gone from your body and Four should have been able to stop the Dauntless soldiers from doing any real harm." I told her as we both stood up, she was still a bit shaky, but I didn't want to push her by going to try and help her. She had been avoiding me and I didn't want her to hate me for the rest of our lives, things needed to go at her own pace, even if that meant walking straight after a near death experience. I knew in those few moments before her eyes opened that I was in love with her and that I needed to have her. I would find Ange after all of this was over. She needed to know; I couldn't keep using her the way I have been. She had been a friend for a very long time, and I was worried that I had screwed all of that up due to me needing to get Amaya out of my mind.