Six: "We all know by now that Ka doesn't on Divergent!"

Me: "Thanks Sixxy!"

Six: "Don't call me Sixxy. Anyway, I gotta go wake up, cya!"

Me: "Have fun! Baiiii~"

Guest: I'm really glad that you love the story, also, to answer your question, I plan on writing a chapter or two (not sure how many yet) of the year after Six's initiation and then skip to about the day before Tobias's ceremony.

Anyway, on with the chapter!

Chapter 11

Nightmare

Zeke:

I felt someone push me down onto the comfy and all too familiar bed and pulled the covers over me. I heard two people softly whisper, "Goodnight Zeke," before the door shut and my eyes closed and I drifted off to a peaceful and dreamless sleep.

I sighed as I jolted awake from a silent nightmare, just to hear a knock on the door. I heard Tori groan out from her room, "Can you get the door?" Her voice thick with sleep, most likely having been woken by the loud knock.

I grudgingly got up and left the guest room, and made my way to the front door. I opened the door and was taken aback when I saw Zeke standing there, but I went into overdrive when I noticed that he was crying and tears were just streaming down his face. His eyes were so full of pain and guilt. I grabbed his arm and gently pulled him inside, closing the door and placing my hand on his back and gingerly steered him towards the couch while shouting for Tori to get up and come out here.

I settled Zeke on the couch and sighed with relief when Tori finally came out. I'm not entirely sure of how to comfort someone, so I let Tori do all the work with holding him and trying to keep him calm. "What tea does he like?" I called out to Tori as I rummaged through her small kitchen, finding a kettle and tea bags.

"Ginger!" She called back, still cradling Zeke and whispering soothing words to him as he silently sobbed into her shoulder.

I quickly made a mug of ginger tea and made my way over to Zeke. I placed a hand on his shoulder a squeezed it tightly before letting go and gently pushing the warm mug into his hands. "What happened?" I asked him softly as I gingerly sat down on the coffee table behind me but in front of the pair.

"I broke up with Shauna," Zeke mumbled into Tori's shoulder and began to sob a little harder. Tori pressed him closer to her, into a tighter hug and I watched them whisper to each other as if Tori knows something to why he broke up with his new ex and what entirely happened.

I watched as Tori sighed and watched Zeke slump over into her just a little more, so I finally spoke up, "Let's get him to the guest room, he can stay there for the night. I'll sleep on the couch." I stated, and before Tori could argue back, I continued, "He needs the comfort of an actual bed more than I do, Tori, and you know I'm right."

Tori shot me a glare, but conceded, knowing that I was right. We carefully maneuvered Zeke off Tori and into the guest room. I quickly fixed the covers and moved some of the boxes and bags out of the way and Tori laid him down on the bed. I tucked him in and we turned to leave the room. We reached the door and turned off the light and left, but not before whispering a quiet, "Goodnight Zeke," into the air as Zeke drifted off into a hopefully peaceful sleep.

We silently shut the door before moving to Tori's room, but I didn't let her start handing me a blanket and pillow for the couch before I asked, "Why did Zeke break up with Shauna?" Tori looked ready to lie, but I gave her a look that said her I-know-you-know-and-if-it-has-something-to-do-with-me -I-have-to-know

Tori sighed, "Did Shauna ever try to force you to change your clothing style?" She asked, I didn't understand how that mattered, but I nodded. She groaned, "Shauna has a problem with trying to force anyone and everyone to change their style, and Zeke's been getting really frustrated with her for it. It's not just the girls she does it to, she does it to some guys too and Zeke ends up with the complaints. He broke up with her because he's done with her attitude. She's terrible at fighting, but she cares more about how she and everyone around her looks than she does about if she'll make it through or not." Tori continued, "It was her last straw, and you and Lauren were the last ones to go shopping with her, and the fact she tried to make you change was what set Zeke off."

I nodded, "Then why does he look guilty and extremely sad that he had to break up with her?" I questioned.

"Shauna has abandonment issues and Zeke knows about it, hell anyone close to her knows about it and why. I'm not going to explain why, that's up to her, but she's always afraid of being abandoned." Tori explained, "He feels guilty because he abandoned her even with the knowledge of her issues, and he's extremely sad because Shauna is the first person out his family that he loved more than anything in the world."

I sighed and nodded, "Alright, by the way, two things. One, I leave early morning for a jog every day, so don't freak out if I'm gone early, and two, I'm sorry if I wake you up with any nightmares over the next couple of weeks I'll be staying here for initiation," I apologize in advance to what I know is going to happen.

Tori nodded, "Alright, and it's fine, don't worry about it. Let's just get to sleep," She yawned, handing me two blankets and a pillow before ushering me out of her room.

I yawned and moved to the couch in the center of the living room. I placed the pillow up against the arm-rest and laid down, pulling the cover tightly over myself. I laid there for quite some time before sleep took over, but sadly, it wasn't peaceful at all.

\Nightmare: Begin/

I slowly walked through the streets of Abnegation, on my way home from the Aptitude test. I groaned inside my head as I knew what was going to happen, so I mentally sped up the scene, taking control of as much of it as I could. The scene sped up and I quickly made my way to Marcus' home, arriving at the steps before slowing everything back to a normal pace.

I gingerly entered the room, blocking out all the sounds as the nightmare-memory continued. Everything that had actually happened, happened. I went through my treasure, tried to lie my way out of having the chair in the way, and then getting beat for lying.

While Marcus was beating, I started to scream, the pain too much to ignore. I curled up into a fetus-position before I started to hear someone shouting, "Six! Wake up!" I looked around, confused. The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it, and I was confused because no one was there during the beating, no one is ever there.

\Nightmare: End/

I bolted upright, a scream escaping me as the pain finally receded and I fell back, curling up into a ball as I lay on Tori's couch, tears escaping me. I felt arms encircle my slight frame, but I flinched away, causing whoever it was to pull back, as if hurt.

"Six…" A female voice whispered, "Open your eyes, Six, you're safe…" she whispered as her arms once again tried to encircle my frame, and this time, I let her.

I slowly opened my eyes to see Tori had set me upright and pulled me to her chest as I cried. Suddenly, I felt a hand be placed on my shoulder, but still fresh out of my nightmare, I flinched away and curled closer into Tori.

"Don't touch her, not yet anyway," I hear Tori say, "Let her calm down from the nightmare first, then you can, but only slight touches, okay, Zeke?" She explains as I take deep and steady breathes, calming my shaking body and whipping my tears that have finally stopped falling.

I felt a hand being placed on my shoulder once again, but this time, I didn't flinch away. I looked up to see the concerned and worried gazes of both Zeke and Tori staring down at me, and I burst into tears, not used to anyone actually caring about me. The wave of tears startled the two, but after a second, Tori pulled us both onto the couch and pulled me closer to her. I felt Zeke's hand disappear, but then after a moment, I felt his arms wrap around me and hold me tight. I cried even more as the grips of both Zeke and Tori tightened as if they were trying to protect me from whatever they could.

It took me a moment, but I managed to regain control of my breathing and tears and let myself relax into the comforting arms of my friend and motherly figure. "Can you get her some tea?" I heard Tori whisper.

Before Zeke could move, I mumbled, "Hot chocolate," still too weak and tired to speak any louder, but I could hear them both chuckle, indicating that they heard me. I felt Zeke pull away and could hear the oven being turned on and after a while, I heard the whistle of the boiling water in the kettle. I heard Zeke rummage around before it went silent in the kitchen, him most likely having found what he needs. After about a minute, I felt the warm mug of chocolate being pressed into my hands that I had wrapped around my legs when I curled up into their embrace earlier. I nodded a weak nod in thanks and took a slow sip, relishing in the burning sensation of the hot chocolate against my mouth.

"What happened, Six?" I heard Zeke's concerned voice murmur and heard Tori sigh. I know he has to know, but I'm not sure if I can tell him myself.

I looked up at Tori and she sighed again, knowing that I couldn't explain, but that she can answer for me. "Zeke, you can't speak any of this to anyone, aside from Six, Amar, and myself about what I'm about to tell you," Tori stated and waited for Zeke to promise.

"I won't, I promise," he whispered, looking at me with concern, and slight fear that I might break down again.

Tori sighed before beginning to explain. She explained to him how I was abused by my own father for years and that I have nightmares of those many nights. Tori explained to him how I have scars coating my back from the years and years of being whipped and how I have slight Androphobia because of it. She explained about my mother's death and how I haven't felt any form of love since her death. Tori explained everything she knew while I stared down at the mug in my lap and took occasional sips. She told him everything she knew while I tried to keep myself from crying because of my experiences and because I fear Zeke, one of my only friends, might leave me forever and look at me with disgust.

Once Tori finished her explanation on my life, I heard Zeke growl, "I'm going to kill that man. No one deserves to go through that, no one." I shrunk into Tori more as Zeke spoke, the angered tone Zeke held reminding me too much of the angered tone that Marcus would always use while beating me and while speaking to me in the privacy of his home.

"Zeke," Tori growled in a stern tone, warning him to even out his tone and rid himself of the anger before anything happens to me, but she was too late and I was pulled into a flashback.

\Flashback: Begin/

I had just been beaten by my father for the day and finished cleaning my blood off the floor after bandaging my wounds. I startled when I heard the enraged shout of Marcus as he yelled at me to come down.

"What is this!?" He shouted once I reached the bottom floor, pointing towards a red spot on the polished wood that I must have missed while I cleaned, "I told you to clean up your mess you filthy, useless, idiot!" He growled.

I already knew what was going to happen, so I moved closer to my so-called father and pulled off my shirt, kneeling down in front of him with my back facing him. I sat there, waiting for the first lashing, but before I could feel any pain, everything went dark…

\Flashback: End/

I shot forward once again, as the flashback finally ended, and I once again curled into a ball and cried, trying to push the memory away. I felt two pairs of arms encircle me as I cried and I let them, too weak and tired to think against it. I could hear two voices whispering to me, one male and one female, telling me to calm down and I slowly recognized them once more. Zeke and Tori. They held me as I calmed myself down again and they held me as I whipped my tears.

Zeke finally spoke up, "There's no point going to sleep again, we have an hour before training." He stated, looking at the time and then back at me.

I sighed and nodded, finally getting myself under control. "I'm going to take a shower then get some breakfast and then go on a jog. Wanna join?" I asked, my voice surprisingly steady even after my crying fits from earlier.

Zeke smiled and nodded as I got up, making my way to the guest room where Zeke slept. I opened a drawer and pulled out some black undergarments, sweatpants, a tank top, and vest before making my way to the bathroom. I took a quick shower, once again thankful for the limited time we had for showers in Abnegation and got dressed, wrapping my hair in my towel as I left the bathroom, having already brushed my teeth.

"Damn, you're fast," Zeke complimented as I left the bathroom, towel still in my hair as I made my way back to the guest room. I just nodded to him in acknowledgment as I continued into the bedroom.

I ducked my head down and rubbed my hair as dry as possible before throwing the towel onto the bed and pulling out a hair tie, swiftly and easily tying my hair into a tight, high ponytail before leaving the bedroom. I nodded to Zeke and shouted goodbye to Tori before we left the apartment side by side. I let Zeke lead the way to the cafeteria, me not entirely knowing the path to the cafeteria from the apartment hallway. Zeke joked as we jogged, earning a few, soft chuckles from me. He acted as if nothing had happened not even twenty minutes ago, and I smiled gratefully at him when he looked at me. Zeke understood what the smile was for and smiled back, as we continued to jog.

We entered the cafeteria and each grabbed our breakfast, a muffin and coffee for me, meanwhile, Zeke grabbed two muffins, a piece of toast, and coffee, confusing me as to how he's holding so much. While we made our way out of the cafeteria, guess who I ran into… again? Yup, you guessed it, Amar!

"You seriously need to pay more attention to where you going, Six. This is like, the sixth time in this past week that you've run into me." Amar chuckled as he steadied me again. I glared at him, earning a laugh from both Zeke and Amar. I didn't dare kick Amar, but I had no problem kicking Zeke, so I kicked him in the back of his legs, causing his knees to buckle and making him crumple to the floor, dropping his food.

Zeke groaned and Amar and I laughed, but once Zeke noticed his food was on the floor he groaned and whined, "God damn, it Six! My food!" He said in a whiny voice that made him sound like a five-year-old. That just caused me to laugh even more.

I watched Zeke as I took a bite of my muffin and a sip of my coffee, "Come on, get up, or I'm leaving you here to go on my jog." I stated, watching Zeke as he sat on the floor, whining.

"Ezekiel Jonas Pedrad! Get off that floor and stop acting like a two-year-old!" A female voice called out from behind Amar, causing him and me to laugh and Zeke to groan.

Zeke groaned and shouted across to the woman while he stood up, "Mom!~"

Amar continued to laugh for a few more minutes, before yelling, "Hana! You know the rules!" over his shoulder.

I looked over to where the two boys were looking to see an older woman with the same brown-tone skin as Zeke. She was about as tall as Amar and he's tall. Her hair was a dark brown that fell past her shoulders in curls upon curls. She wore a semi-tight black t-shirt with a black leather jacket over it. She also had a pair of black and red leggings on that hugged her legs beautiful.

The woman, Hana, laughed, "I couldn't help it, Amar. Bye Zeke, good luck with initiation!" She called out before turning around and leaving.

The two men began to laugh at Hana's comments. I watched as Amar and Zeke laughed, but then stared at them expectantly before Amar caught on, "Hana's Zeke's mother, and there's a rule where the Dauntless-born in initiation isn't allowed to speak to their family aside from visiting day." He explained to me. I nodded in understanding before Zeke finally gathered himself and finally stopped laughing.

I snickered and Zeke groaned, "I'm gonna go get more food, then we can go on our jog." I laughed and watched as he ran off.

Amar followed him and I waited for the two boys to get their food and meet me back over at the entrance to the cafeteria. What I wasn't prepared for, was for someone to come up behind me and grabbed my arm, but thankfully, over the week, my reflexes have grown faster and so have I. I swiftly flung my arm back, slamming my elbow into the ribs of whoever decided to grab me. Whoever it was let go of me and I turned around to see that the person behind me was none other than Eric. I snarled when I looked at him and snickered when I saw the bruises that had already formed along his arms and the slight bruise along his throat.

Eric growled at me, but I snickered, even more, when I noticed that Max was standing right behind him. "And what, do you think you're doing, Eric?" He asked from behind Eric, causing him to jump with fright.

"N-nothing, Sir," Eric stammered out, trying to regain his composure in front of our leader.

I snickered and watched their interactions, still holding my coffee and muffin and occasionally taking bites and sips while I watched the interaction between them.

"Oh really? To me, it looked like you were about to attack your fellow initiate… Again." Max stated, completely forgetting his plan to act as if Eric, Alex, and Amy hadn't been caught and then at the end of initiation they would be shamed in front of the entire compound of Dauntless members.

I stiffened when I felt two new presences behind me, but relaxed when I realized it was just Amar and Zeke. We watched as Max whistled, calling for some Dauntless guards. One of them grabbed Eric while the other talked to Max who I suppose was giving out orders. The Dauntless guard speaking with Max soon nodded and walked away, while the one holding Eric kept him in place, even though he tried to struggle. After a while, the Dauntless guard that had walked away came back with another, as well as Axel and Amy. Max motioned for the three guards to follow and they did, and soon enough Amar, Zeke, and I were left there, alone.

After a while, the three of us began to laugh, having not expected that to happen, but Amar and I were grateful it did. "Hey, Six, what did he mean by 'attack your fellow initiate… again' and why did he take that boy and girl away with him and Eric?" Zeke asked once we all caught our breath from the sudden laughter.

I hate explaining things, and I know that encounter is too rough on my fears for me to relive and explain, so I looked over at Amar. He sighed and nodded, knowing what I was asking with my gaze. Amar explained to Zeke about how, last night, I was attacked by all three of them. He explained how he didn't witness any of it, but he did witness the end when I had managed to beat all three of them and remained with only a bruise around my wrists where Axel had grabbed me. Amar explained what Max had planned and why I had stayed with Tori for the night and would have stayed with Tori if this hadn't come up. He explained my Androphobia and how that night had made it slightly worse than it was before.

Zeke groaned once Amar finished his explanation, "Geeze, Six. Why does this crap keep happening to you?" He asked disbelief in his tone and a hint of anger at what the three other initiates tried to do.

We didn't get far with our conversation before Max arrived again. He told Amar to let us initiates have the day off because he has something planned. We looked at him confused but just shrugged in agreement to his statement, not actually having a say with any of it.

"Well, I'm going on my jog, you can join me if you want, I don't care," I stated and wove my way past Amar and Zeke and slowly began jogging through the compound. I heard the light thumping of two pairs of feet, indicating that the boys had actually followed me.

We all silently jogged through the compound, each of us eating our food as we move, and I soon got lost in my thoughts and the rhythmic pounding of our feet hitting the floor. I thought about what Max may have planned for Eric, Axel, and Amy, and wondered about how Alisa would take the news of what Axel did. If he becomes factionless, would she leave and join him? Or would she leave him and stay here in Dauntless? Alisa seems like a loyal girl, but would she really leave her faction to be factionless for a guy who practically threw away his life. Honestly, I don't get what I did to warrant an attack from the three, but I am grateful for the training from initiation that taught me how to fight and, though gruesome, slightly thankful for the amount of pain I can resist and ignore and make seem like a dull, annoying ache.

Soon enough, the three of us found ourselves in the training room and I swiftly made my way over to the closet holding the punching bags. I grabbed one and half-dragged, half-carried it over to a hook, Zeke following behind with his own punching bag slung over his shoulder and Amar watching us as we moved. We moved in silent synchronization, though when we reached the hooks I sat there while Zeke hung his bag. He looked at me confused while Amar just started laughing, earning a glare from me.

"Dile down on the glare, Six," Amar jokes, his voice full of amusement as he made his way over to me. I still glared but relented slightly when he hung the punching bag for me.

As Amar was hanging the bag for me, I could hear Zeke start to laugh from right beside me, amused by the sight. I know I'm too short to hang the bag myself and I don't want to embarrass myself further so I just left it for Amar to do.

Zeke continued laughed for a bit, before jokingly asking, "How tall are you Six? 5ft?" As he finished his sentence, he threw his arm around my shoulder, forgetting about my Androphobia and causing it to react at the sudden contact, especially by the contact of the energetic male.

I growled, a low deep growl in the back of the throat before swiftly grabbing his arm, tilting myself sideways, and using the surprised pause from Zeke as an advantage, I pulled him over my shoulder, flipping him. Zeke landed on the ground with a loud thump and groaned, still shocked at what I had just done. Amar laughed, realizing Zeke's mistake and keeping his distance as I regained control of the fear that was slowly building up inside me.

"Attack the punching bag, not me," Amar stated, backing away and allowing me to see he had finished hanging the bag for me.

I quickly moved towards it and imagined the man that caused me pain and suffering for too long in front of me instead of a bag. I released all my pent up anger, frustration, and sadness into each kick and punch I threw at the bag until it went flying and slammed into the back wall. As the bag flew into the wall, the fear instilled from the sudden attack of my Androphobia and the anger at myself for allowing Marcus to control my life for sixteen years dissipated as the bag thudded, falling to the floor upon impact with the wall. I sighed in slight relief as the negative emotions dissipated from my tense body.

I heard Zeke groan from behind me and mutter to Amar as the older man chuckled, "Remind me to never get on her bad side or accidentally provoke any fear of hers…"

"Good luck with that, Pedrad, good luck," Amar chuckled. "You manage to provoke anyone with a temper," the man stated as he laughed at the boy.

I chuckled, "Pedrad, wanna spar?" I called out, turning around to face the to men watching me.

Zeke looked slightly scared, but it's obvious he didn't want to be a coward so he nodded and we made our way over to the mat in the center. "No hitting pressure points, Six!" Amar shouted at me, his tone warning, but also caring and full of slight worry.

I nodded in understanding and agreement and followed Zeke to the mat. We listened as Amar stated the rules, saying that we fight till one of us concedes or can no longer fight, and he began his count while we got ourselves situated in our fighting positions. The minute Amar landed on one, Zeke launched himself at me, but his height and weight weighed him down and made him slower. I swiftly moved to the side, dodging a punch to the head and throwing my own punch directly to his side. He didn't see it coming, so he didn't have time to dodge. I watched Zeke stumble back as I maneuvered my way away from him, keeping a distance unless I'm going to attack. Zeke quickly regained his balance and launched himself at me, throwing another punch that I dodged easily, but was surprised by the follow-up kick that swept my feet from under me. As I fell back, I threw my arms underneath me and upon impact to the ground, I used the recoil against my arms to push myself back up (A/N: I've actually done this, and to the people who think it would break your arms, all it does is hurt your arms for a little), knocking myself into Zeke while I did. This surprised Zeke, causing him to stumble back a lot and lose his balance, falling to the floor. I took my shot and jumped on top of him, causing his breath to leave him. I landed on his stomach and grabbed his arms, pinning them to his side while I put all my weight on him.

"You think you can keep me down, Six? You weigh nothing!" Zeke teased as he started to push against me.

I just snickered, let go of his arms and threw a fist to his face. As the shock slowly set in, I rolled myself up, grabbed his arm, and used the momentum of my role and the weight of his shock and pulled him over me, and slammed him against the mat in one swift motion. I've been doing everything I can to get more muscle, but I've also been training to use my size and speed as well as use my opponents' size and weight against them.

Zeke sat there in shock as I grabbed his wrists, pressing them into the mat and digging my nails into them, enough to hurt, but not enough to draw blood. I asked, "Do you concede?" as I pushed my nails in slightly deeper.

He tried to wiggle out of my grasp, disturbing his wrists and making my nails dig into them even more, causing him a shit ton of pain and for him to gasp in shock and pain. Zeke groaned and nodded, whispering, "I concede," only loud enough for me to hear.

I snickered and let go of his wrists while pushing myself back up. Once I was standing I held out a hand for Zeke and he grabbed it, I helped him up and Zeke started to whine about how it's unfair that I'm so good at fighting already. Amar and I started to laugh the more he sounded like a five-year-old who was just banned from having candy.

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, Six had a nightmare and a flashback and Zeke learned about who she is. Now three people, Tori, Amar, and Zeke, know what Six has been through. Also, Six is a badass, she took down Zeke in a fight ;3. Anyway, I don't really know what to say anymore, so Ima just go. Hope you enjoyed and have a nice day!