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A/N: I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter. This chapter will have a POV change in the middle. It goes from Tris to Tobias and then back to Tris.
Tris POV
Chapter 24
My eyes feel heavy as I blink a few times, my eyes adjust to the lighting, the blinding white lights burn my eyes as I fight off the urge to groan.
I lift my head that feels somewhat light and observes my surroundings. The room is painted white and there are no videos. There are white tables and chairs with some weird looking lab equipment and a large machine next to me.
I start to get up but am unable to do so, for the first time since I've woken up, I look at myself. I'm on a grey metal chair and my arms and legs are bound down by some sort of metal clamps.
I hear the large metal door open and my instincts take over as I shut my eyes, pretending I'm unconscious like I was before.
"Jeanine, are you sure you want to continue with her? From what our tests say, she could be divergent, what if she remembers what happens when she wakes up? We've already given her the memory serum, but I'm not sure it'll be effective," A male voice says.
"Well, Eric," Jeanine's cold voice says, "Let's wait until she wakes up before we jump to conclusions, we've only had one diverent and we took care of them, we can do the same for her."
A cold shiver goes up my spine, I decide I might as well 'regain consciousness' now, but I should give her the impression that I don't know what happened before, if she suspects I'm divergent, which I assume I am, I might not get out of here.
I bink a few times and groan to let her know I'm awake, I look at her. Jeanine stands with a clipboard in her hand, next to her is a man. His face is pierced in so many places I lose count, I have a nagging feeling he was Eric, and next to his is Marcus.
"Where am I what's going on?"I mumble, giving her my best confused expression.
Jeanine smirks as she turns to Eric, "Looks like the serum worked," She turns to me and places a finger on my cheek stroking it slightly, I fight off the urge to yell, she could hurt me, I need to be brave, I need to be smart.
"What are you doing?" I repeat, hoping she could give me more information that could help, I suddenly remember that my voice recording chip is still on, I need to get her to talk.
"Well Beatrice," I mentally cringe at that name, no one has really called me Beatrice, not since my parents died, "You won't remember, but someone was being a bit nosey and decided to snoop around my company."
"You stumbled upon one of my greatest inventions, the simulation serums , one of my best serums so far, the control serum, once it enters the bloodstream, the person is now under my command, that is unless they're divergent, fortunately, we haven't stumbled across one yet, but we have measures that will make sure they're taken care of."
I swallow thickly, that's why no one was responding at work. I know I have enough evidence now to take Jeanine to court, but I still need to get out of here.
"I..I did?" I inquire with fake confusion.
"You won't remember it, that's thanks to my memory serum, and you won't be remembering any of this when you leave here today," She replies.
A weight is lifted off me when she tells me I will be leaving today, but if she finds out I remember everything, I don't know if I would ever leave.
"What do you want with me?" I ask. She could have just injected me with memory serum and sent me off, but the fact that she bought me here is what makes me curious, and unfortunately, I have a bad feeling about this
"Always straight to the point, aren't you, Miss Prior," Marcus says. He hasn't spoken a word since I was awake. My mind takes me back to the conversation that I had with him about Tobias and my blood runs cold.
"You!" I scream, repeating what I said before I was drugged with memory serum, "I know what you did to Tobias."
Marcus doesn't reply to me, but he does look at Jeanine, "Hurry this up, we don't have all day, Jeanine."
She nods and Eric goes and grabs a syringe, "You, my dear," Jeanine begins," will have the honor of testing one of my simulations, see, here I've been able to create what we call a fear landscape, everyone has their own, but I haven't been able to work out how to do that yet."
"You'll be testing the one that I designed, as soon as the fear landscape serum gets into your bloodstream, you'll be going through several fears, they're not real, but you won't know that." She gives me a smile that sends shivers down my back and then Eric injects the serum.
Everything goes black.
Tobias POV
"Shut up," Tris yells as Jeanine places her hand on Marcus' shoulder "And you, Jeanine, answer me!" tris adds.
I can see the anger boiling up inside of her. My eyes go back to Zeke's screen as I see Eric standing outside Jeanine's door before I have time to process what's happening Jeanine speaks.
"All will be answered in time, my dear," Jeanine mumbles, as Eric walks into a room and with a swift punch to the back of her head, Tris body goes limp.
Gasps are heard all over from us all, I watch as Jeanine reaches into her desk draw and grabs a syringe, she injects it into Tris' neck and then says something inaudible to Eric. He nods and picks up Tris' unconscious body.
He exits the room and we follow him using the various security cameras on the path, he enters the lift and pushes a key into a small key hole. The lift goes down, but what confuses me is that it stops at a floor that shouldn't exist.
I try to follow him, but suddenly, there are no more cameras to see through. I turn to Zeke, and then to the others, but no one spoke a word.
The silence was poisonous, no one seemed to know what to say, and nothing they said could make it any better. I glance at Zeke and somehow he manages to find his voice and says something.
"Guy's I know this is bad, but we shouldn't interfere," He mumbles.
"What do you mean we shouldn't interfere?!" Christina shrieks, "She's my best friend and she's possibly been drugged, we can't just sit here and do nothing, Zeke," She spits out, venomously.
Although I haven't said anything, I agree with Christina, we can't just leave Tris like that, she could get hurt, something could happen to her, but before I can voice my opinion Will beats me.
"Zeke's right, just think about it, Eruidties a well known company and so is Dauntless, nothing will happen to Tris, because if something does happen, Erudite will fall and we all know Jeanine won't let that happen."
As much as I hate this, Will is right, if we interfere, we could risk Tris getting hurt, "But if she isn't back by five we're going to get her," I inform. Everyone nods in agreement.
This is going to be a long day.
Tris POV
My eyes open and I'm no longer strapped to the cold metal chair, instead, I'm by the navy pier and it's night. I know i'm not meant to be aware that this isn't real so i continue walking down the street, glancing around the place every once in a while.
It's not long before the first fear strikes.
Someone grabs me from behind. I start to scream, but a hand claps over my mouth. It smells like soap and it's big enough to cover the lower half of my face. I thrash, but the arms holding me are too strong, and I bite down on one of the fingers.
"Ow!" a rough voice cries.
"Shut up and keep her mouth covered." That voice is higher than the average male's and clearer, I know exactly who's voice it is, I feel bile starting to rise from my throat, its Peter, my ex.
A strip of dark cloth covers my eyes, and a new pair of hands ties it at the back of my head. I struggle to breathe. There are at least two hands on my arms, dragging me forward, and one on my back, shoving me in the same direction, and one on my mouth, keeping my screams in.
My chest hurts. I can't resist three people on my own, "Wonder what it sounds like when she begs for mercy," Peter says with a chuckle.
I try to focus on the hand on my mouth. There must be something distinct about it that will make him easier to identify. His identity is a problem I can solve. I need to solve a problem right now, or I will panic.
The palm is sweaty and soft. I clench my teeth and breathe through my nose. The soap smell is familiar. Lemongrass and sage. The same smell surrounded Al's desk when he worked at dauntless.
A weight drops into my stomach. I hear the crash of water against rocks. We are near the lake of the pier. I press my lips together to keep from screaming.
"Throw her in."
I take slow deep breaths, I feel my heart rate decrease as the pounding in my chest slows down. I wait for them to make the next move, but it never happens.
A/N I hope you guys enjoyed that chapter. Thank you to those of you who reviewed, I really appreciate it, your reviews motivate me to write more.
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