Six: "Guys! Kat doesn't own Divergent!"

Me: "Thanks Six! Zeke was supposed to do it, but he's an idiot!"

Six: "No problem! Now I gotta get back to training, cya!"

Me: "Baiii"

A/N: I really hate A/N's before the chapter, but I wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

Chapter 3

Guns

Six:

I cackled, a sound I never thought I could make, but it stroke fear in their eyes and I relished in it. Finally, I wasn't a pushover Stiff that they could shove around. I am Six, and I will be Dauntless. "My name is Six," I began, another sadistic grin appearing, "And if you call me Stiff again, we will have some problems," I answered, tilting my head sideways slightly while still grinning, causing Eric to flinch just a little, I wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't been paying attention, but I was. I smiled some more, showing him that I saw him flinch away just a tad and his eyes flickered with a hint of fear, but instantly glazed over with anger, causing me to smile just a little more.

I sighed as I sat up in my new bed, I had just woken up from a surprisingly dreamless sleep and couldn't go back to sleep. I turned towards the clock that lay in the center of the room; it read 4:30am, giving me over an hour to do anything before we have to get ready for training. I flopped back down on the bed and lied there for about ten minutes, trying and failing to go back to sleep. I turned and looked to the bed on the left of me where an Amity transfer lay, asleep, while on the right side was a wall that cut off the bathrooms. I had chosen a bed in the far back corner because it allowed me to survey the room more in this position than in any other and I trust no one. I don't know what anyone in here is capable of and I can't consider anyone in this room a friend, especially not Eric.

I quietly grumbled to myself before finally getting up, I got dressed in some comfortable clothes that I could easily run and fight in and left the dorm, deciding to go on a jog before needing to go to the training room. I casually jogged through the Dauntless halls, on my way to the dining room for a quick breakfast before training, and got some strange looks from the few Dauntless members that were up for work or some other reason. I quickly entered the dining hall and grabbed a bagel and water bottle, I wanted to continue my run, but before I even managed to leave the hall, I ran into Amar and stumbled back, nearly dropping my food.

I startled slightly and gave Amar a brief nod, but he grabbed my wrist before I could leave and asked, "Where are you off to? And why are you even awake? It's only 5:00."

"I woke up and couldn't sleep again so I'm going on a jog around the compound." I explained, still looking ahead of me, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to go on my jog now."

I pulled away from his grasp, but before I could keep moving he said, "Let me grab some breakfast, then I'm joining you. You don't know the compound and I don't need you late for training."

I sighed but waited since he was right, I don't know my way around the compound since it's only my second day and I really don't want to be late for training. I waited a few minutes until Amar arrived with a cup of coffee and a bagel of his own. We didn't talk, we just jogged around the compound, eating in companionable silence until we finally arrived at the dorms, just on time to wake up the rest of the initiates. Amar turned towards me and pulled out two metal rods from his back pockets. He winked, a mischievous glint in his eyes, as he handed me one of them and led the way inside the silent dorms. I understood what we were going to do and looked at him, a newfound mischievous grin spreading across my constantly placid features.

All Amar gave me was a slight nod before we turned towards the metal railing in front of us and slammed the rods against it multiple times as Amar shouted, "Get up, pansycakes! Meet in the training room in ten minutes time!" Then he turned towards me, "Go take a shower Six, then get your ass to the training room, you got twenty minutes." Amar then left the room as I moved towards my bed, getting a few angry scowls from some of the initiates as I moved.

"Why are you so buddy-buddy with Amar, Six? What did you fuck him or some shit and now he's going to be easy on you?" Eric complained as I passed by him.

"Contrary to popular belief, I'm not a slut. All I did was wake up – far too early for my liking – and decide to go on a run. I ran into Amar and he joined me because I would have gotten lost since this is our second fucking day here." I retorted without looking at him, gathering clothes for a shower. I surprised everyone with both my language and the fact I spoke. I haven't said anything to anyone aside from Amar. "Now if you'll move your fat ass aside, I have a shower to take and training to get to." I snickered as I pushed past him, annoyed, but glad I could finally speak my mind rather than shy away from it all.

"I'm surprised a Stiff knows that kind of language, and I'm even more surprised you spoke up about it," Eric noted with a sly smirk that diminished the minute I began to laugh.

I continued to laugh for a few more seconds as I kept walking, "I may be a Stiff, but you forget how often we're around the factionless. Do you know how many of them are pedophiles?" I asked him, still chuckling, "I've been the target of more than one of their little fantasies ever since I was six, and most of them are over forty. Some of them even have the decency to call out to me, calling me 'babe,' or 'sexy,' or some other shit like that." I cackled as I remembered the many pedophilic remarks that had been directed towards me many times before when I had gone out with my mother, and even after she died, and cackled, even more, when I recalled the expressions of the Abnegation when I repeated some of it for the first time.

Eric snickered as I continued walking and followed me, but before I could enter the bathrooms her grabbed my shoulder and bent down, whispering right next to my ear, "I would say Sex on Legs fits you more than anything." As he finished that sentence, I let my elbow fly back and slam against his rib, causing him to release me and stumble backward, clutching his stomach in pain.

I whipped around, my belongings loosely wrapped into my arms. "Speak to me like that again and you will feel far more pain than a simple elbow to the ribs." I seethed as I turned on my heel and finally entered the restroom. I took a quick five-minute shower, thankful for the small time frames to take a shower in Abnegation, before hurrying towards the training room. As I entered the room, I noticed the initiates were running laps around the large room that was filled with many different training instruments.

I was about to join them before Amar appeared behind me, "They're doing twenty laps each, go ahead and join them." He instructed before disappearing.

I quickly joined the other initiates in doing the twenty laps around the room, and easily lapped all of them! It didn't take long for me to join Eric and some other girl, I think it's the girl who sleeps next to me, who stood on the sidelines, having finished their twenty laps already.

"Six! How many laps did you do?" Amar called out when he finally noticed I was finished.

"All twenty, Sir!" I called back, snickering at Eric and the girl's shocked expressions since I was the last to join, yet one of the first three to finish.

"Damn you're fast," Amar complemented, then turned his attention to the three of us, "Eric, Lauren, Six, come help me set up the mats and punching bags." He ordered, waving us over. I was the first one to arrive at the mats and immediately grabbed the closest one I could, semi-dragging and semi-carrying it towards Amar.

As I dragged the mat, Eric passed me, carrying a punching bag towards the hooks, snickering, "Need some help Stiff?" trying to sound like an arrogant ass because of how short I am compared to the rest.

"Well duh, it's kind of hard to carry a fucking mat that's larger than my short ass is." I retorted, rendering anyone within earshot silent. It's quite obvious that majority of them have learnt that when I speak it's probably important or else I won't speak, "Now if you'll kindly move along so I can get this fucking mat over there, that would be very kind of you," I seethed, clutching the mat and dragging it away, shoving past Eric and ignoring the snickering and stares from the other initiates.

Suddenly, I felt some of the weight of the mat divert towards the opposite side and looked up just to see a girl with dark hair standing there carrying the opposite side of the mat. She had dark brown eyes that looked a lot like chocolate, and her skin was a light tan, but still naturally pale. I gave her a slight nod that she returned with a small smile. "I'm Lauren, you?" She asked as we walked with the mat.

"Six."

"Ah, the legend with only six fears, you've got quite the title don't you?" She replied, smirking.

"First Abnegation transfer to Dauntless in over a decade. Also, happen to be the first jumper with only six fears." I listed my little achievements from just being here, "Quite the title. You?"

"Well, I'm Candor-born, though at one point Jack Kang, our leader, let me stay with some family in Amity due to some… issues me and my family were having. I stayed there for about two or three years then transferred here, I never felt right in either Candor or Amity, they're too honest and they're too… giggly for my liking." Lauren explained, her expression going dark when speaking of her family in Candor, but snickering at the mention of the Amity she lived with for a few years.

We continued pleasantly talking as we placed the mats where Amar indicated until he finally called out, "Everyone, get over here!" Once everyone was within earshot Amar began, "We'll be starting with learning how to aim and shoot a gun, then after lunch, you'll be learning how to fight!" He called out as he began handing guns to everyone. Once everyone had a gun in hand he turned towards a target that I hadn't realized was there, but before he could do anything a loud yawn was heard from right beside him.

We all turned to see Eric with his mouth wide open with a yawn, "But what…" he yawns again, "What does firing a gun have to do with… bravery?"

Amar swiftly flipped towards Eric, pressing the barrel into his forehead and clicking another bullet into place. "Wake. Up." He snaps, gaze threatening, "You are holding a loaded gun, you idiot. Act like it." Eric freezes, eyes wide and mouth hanging open with a dead yawn. He relaxes a bit once Amar lowered the gun, "And to answer your question... you are far less likely to soil your pants and cry for your mother if you're prepared to defend yourself." I snicker at the exchange, Lauren elbowing me lightly in the side indicating she's as amused as I am at how idiotic an Erudite can be. "Now, watch me as I shoot the target, I'm only going to do it once so watch carefully!" He growled, his mood soured by Eric's idiocy.

I analyzed Amar as he got in his stance, his feet apart, bringing up his steady hands that held the gun carefully, but tightly. He took three deep breaths that released built up tension in his muscles and then shot. Bullseye. I watched every move he made, not wanting to make a single mistake, "Now get to shooting! All of you!" Amar ordered once again.

Lauren and I swiftly moved side by side towards two open targets and got into our stances. I notice she is slightly off, her feet are too far apart and her torso is bent forward, not up straight. I get out of my stance and move towards her, nudging her feet slightly with my own and straightening her posture. Lauren nods at me in thanks as I get back into my own stance, nearly identical, though still off, to how Amar was standing earlier. I squint, steadying my hands as much as I can as I move my gun to point towards the target in front of me. I took three deep breaths, just as Amar did, and felt my muscles slightly relax. I squeezed the trigger and let the bullet fly, grumbling a bit because the bullet skimmed the edge, but I quickly readjusted myself, moving the gun slightly towards the left since I was aiming too far towards the right. I continued to readjust my aim as I kept missing the center, aiming just a too far towards the right.

Suddenly I could feel a pair of eyes watching me and a new presence appeared behind me. I turned to see Amar behind me, watching my every move as if analyzing to see what I could be doing wrong. I turned back towards the target, taking another deep breath, trying to relax my muscles and taking aim and shooting, once again shooting towards the right. He didn't speak, he just moved towards me and placed a hand on my back, forcing my posture to straighten completely. He also nudged my back foot slightly, forcing my feet slightly closer together. "Your muscles are too tense, you have to relax," Amar finally spoke. "See the gun as another extension of your arm and relax. It can't hurt you while you control it, just like your arm can't hurt you because you control it." I nod in understanding and turn back to the gun I currently hold. I relaxed my body, taking into account what Amar said. The gun is just an extension of my arm, a deadly extension, but an extension nonetheless. Amar watched me as I took another deep breath and aimed, pulling the trigger once again and finally hitting a bullseye. Amar left after giving me a nod of encouragement and moved on to the next struggling initiate. I grinned and continued to aim and shoot, continuing to practice until there was a large bullet hole in the center of my target until Amar finally called for lunch.

As we walked into the dining hall, Lauren appeared beside me, "Thanks for helping me with my stance earlier. How'd you realize I was messing up?" She questioned.

"I'm good at analyzing and memorizing things, especially people. I watched closely at the way Amar was standing and pretty much analyzed everything he did while showing us what to do." I explained, "So it wasn't hard for me to notice that your feet were too far apart and your posture wasn't straight."

Lauren nodded in acceptance and thanks as we moved along the line for our food. "Six!" I heard someone call out. I turned to see one of the "twins" from the train running over. I tilted my head and raised an eyebrow questioningly and he went on to introduce himself once he caught his breath, "I'm Zeke; Zeke Pedrad." He bowed over exaggeratedly causing Lauren to snicker and me to smirk in amusement, "I wanted to invite you, and this young lady over to my table to hang with my girlfriend, and myself."

Before I could say a thing, Lauren answered for me, "We'll be over there. Also, the name's Lauren."

Zeke exclaimed, "Ah, you're the girl Shauna told me about! Glad to meet you, I'm Shauna's boyfriend," He explained with another exaggerated bow. "Now, I'll see you girls at our table." Zeke saluted before leaving.

We quickly moved forward, grabbing whatever food we find appealing and taking it. Soon I ended up with a cheeseburger -as Lauren informed me it was called-, salad, a chocolate cake that they call Dauntless cake, and some chicken that had more seasoning than the years of plain Abnegation chicken I've ever eaten had. Lauren had a similar plate, though instead of a cheeseburger she had a simple hamburger with two slices of Dauntless Cake. We quickly grabbed some soda, as Lauren calls it, and moved towards the table we had seen Zeke going towards earlier. Once we reached the table I noted that there was only one boy, Zeke, and a girl who was casually leaning against Zeke.

"Girls, this is Shauna, my girlfriend," Zeke introduced, motioning towards everyone as they're mentioned, "Shauna, this is Six, and Lauren, the first and third jumper."

Zeke had dark skin and short, black, curly hair; leaning on him was Shauna, who had brown, somewhat curly hair that went just past her shoulders, and fairly tan skin with blue eyes, the two of them had quite a lot of muscle.

Lauren and I both nodded in acknowledgment as we sat down across from Zeke and Shauna. "So why did you guys transfer here?" Shauna questions in an enthusiastic voice with a beaming smile.

"I don't fit in at either Amity or Candor, I knew I didn't want to be brutally honest, nor did I want to spend my entire life smiling like a lunatic." Lauren answered and earned questioning glances from the two so she continued to explain, "I was born Candor, but due to some… issues I was having with my family, Jack Kang sent me to live with my family in Amity. I did not fit in at either place."

Everyone then turned towards me, waiting for an answer, but I just shrugged and spoke in a monotone, "There are some things I'd rather keep to myself, until I know I can truly trust all of you." I will never tell anyone the reason I transferred… No one can know… I'll just be a coward to them… They will never know… I can't trust anyone…

They looked at me for a few seconds before Lauren nodded, causing a train reaction from everyone as they all began to nod in understanding. After that odd moment, everyone fell into place, I was silent, while Zeke tried to joke around, causing me to snicker a few times, as he stole his girlfriends' food. Meanwhile, Lauren and Shauna talked about fashion or what they want to do once initiation ends.

"Hey Six, you want to go shopping with us after training?" Shauna piped up after her conversation with Lauren turned towards shopping. The girls looked at me and I nodded, needing new clothes and I will end up having to go shopping either way.

The girls cheered with joy, but then Lauren realized something and asked, "Wait, Six, how come you were already changed into Dauntless clothing yesterday?" Once the question was out everyone turned towards me, equally curious expressions crossing their features.

I explained curtly, "Amar noticed this huge rip along the back of my dress that no one decided to inform me about and took me back to the dorms so I could change into something new."

The group nodded and turned back to their conversations, but Lauren shot me a glance that read "What really happened?" I quickly turned away in hopes no one noticed her look and then shot her a glare that told her that I'd tell the truth when I'm ready. Lauren conceded and turned back towards her food, but sadly we were interrupted by Amar.

"Initiates to the training room! Be there in twenty minutes or else!" He ordered from where he stood atop a table. He quickly jumped down and strode out of the room to head towards the training room to possibly get ready for the next lesson. Fighting.

Quotes:

"'But what…''What does firing a gun have to do with… bravery?'" – Peter – Divergent

"'Wake. Up.' 'You are holding a loaded gun, you idiot. Act like it.' 'And to answer your question... you are far less likely to soil your pants and cry for your mother if you're prepared to defend yourself.'" – Four – Divergent

A/N:

I made Eric slightly more of an idiot than he was in the books. You're welcome. Also, yes, Six is sorta friends with Lauren, but she doesn't trust her or anyone aside from Amar to speak to about her abuse. She barely even speaks and when she does it's either important or to roast Eric ;3. Also, I got rid of the OC because I felt like she didn't really matter and all that shit, and yes, I made Lauren a transfer because I don't know who is a transfer from Four's initiation aside from Eric of course. I hope you guys enjoyed reading, please leave some reviews, I love hearing what you guys think. Thanks, hope you all have a great day!