Six: "Kat doesn't own Divergent, if she did, (spoiler) I wouldn't have died at the end!"

Kat: "That's true! Anyway, thanks, Six!"

Six: "No problem, anyway, gotta go arrest Marcus! Wish me luck!"

Kat: "Good luck, oh and torture that bastard for me!"

Six: "Will do! Bye!"

Chapter 15

The Arrest

Time Skip (Couple Months Later)

It's been about five months since initiation ended, four months since I finished training to be an instructor and tattoo-artists and a day since I became a full leader rather than just a leader in training. Uriah and I got closer and I'm no longer mad at him for snooping at my sketchbooks, though I haven't let him see any of the drawings since.

Currently, I'm on my way outside, to the trains, because we have a meeting with the other factions. I've been waiting for today ever since Zeke and I created the plan, and I've spoken to Max about what I'm going to do. He doesn't know who I'm going to arrest or why, but he knows that it has something to do with my past and so he agreed. Zeke and Amar are coming with, they're going to meet me at the train, and they're going to help me with the arrest. No one actually knows what's going to happen aside from Zeke, Amar, Tori, and myself, and it's going to stay that way until it happens.

I sighed, a shaky sigh, as I exited the Dauntless compound and neared the train tracks to see Amar, Zeke, and Max, waiting. I had dressed in a tight, black crop-top with a leather jacket on top, as well as a stretchy pair of black skinny jeans that were easy to move in. As for shoes, I wore black wedge boots that reached up to my knees, I used to never wear any heels, no matter the kind, but I've gradually gotten used to them and have grown accustomed to walking, running, jumping, and even fighting in them. I also had on a tiny bit of makeup, including winged eyeliner, and a bit of natural lipstick, other than that, my entire face was all natural… aside from my eye… I had placed a contact lens in my right eye, which turned right eye color to be a dark shade of purple, though my left eye was the natural grayish-blue it's always been. My hair, which I had temporarily dyed purple, with black tips, was pulled up into a tight ponytail, matched my contact lens. I had also gotten my ears pierced a long time ago, each ear was pierced in three different places, ranging from the labia to all along the helix. Each ear held the same or similar earrings but placed in different areas. On my left ear, at the labia, there was a small, dangly black earing in the form of the number six, and along my helix, I wore an earring with a ruby gem in the form of the Dauntless symbol and another earring with a diamond on it, my birthstone. Max had informed me that my birthday was on April 25th (A/N: don't quote me on this, this is just the day the Divergent book was published), and that I was born in the year 3063, just like all the other initiates in my year. On my right ear there was another ruby earing in the form of the Dauntless symbol, but this time it was placed on my labia and dangled. Along the helix of my right ear, I wore a diamond earring and a small, black earring in the form of the number six. I also had my six lucky Smith & Wesson SWK8CP Throwing Knives, each blade was different colors, including black, blood red, a light blue, purple, a dark grey, and black with the Dauntless symbol in the center of the blade. The handles ranged from different colors, being the opposing color for their respective knives. They had a great grip and the hilt of the black knife was blood red while the hilt for the blood red knife was black; as for the light blue knife, the hilt was purple and purple knife had a light blue hilt; along with that, the dark grey knife had a white hilt, and for the black knife with the Dauntless symbol, the hilt was white with the Dauntless symbol as well. I had the knife with the Dauntless symbol and the dark grey knife in hidden compartments on my boots, my purple, and light blue bladed knives visible from my belt and my black and blood red bladed knives in my ponytail as if they were chopsticks. I also had two Desert Eagles, one was patterned with the colors black, blood red, and dark grey, while the other was patterned with light blue, purple, and the hint of white, and they were both strapped into my belt. I looked badass, and that's the point. Being the current only female leader of Dauntless, as well as the fact I'm very short and I know, many will underestimate me, and I know that when Marcus finds out who I am, he'll be in for quite the shock.

I looked over at Zeke and noticed that he wore a tight, blood red t-shirt with a black Dauntless symbol plastered on the front, that showed off his muscles, as well as a black leather jacket, similar to my own. He also wore a pair of black and red shorts that reached up to his knees. Zeke had his ever so present goofy smile that showed off his pearly white teeth, and by the way he stood, I knew he held two knives, quite possibly his lucky United Cutlery UC277d Expendables Kunai Throwing Knives, as well as a Glock 19, all of which were patterned with the Dauntless symbol.

Next to Zeke stood Amar, wearing a plain tight, black t-shirt that also showed off his muscles. He wore a pair of black jeans that were easy to move and fight in, and by the way he stood, I knew that he had either a knife, his own Glock 19, or both, hidden in his belt. Amar had masked his expression with his instructor mask that showed his stern eyes and his lips pursed, as if he tasted something sour, and I knew it was because of my outfit, but he knew that I was doing this to show the rest of the leaders that I am someone to be taken seriously, and to surprise Marcus when he either recognizes me or when I tell them who I am.

I moved my gaze towards Max and noticed that he held himself in such a way that he radiated confidence, power, and respect all at once. He was dressed in his normal tight black t-shirt and sweatpants as if he knew the other leaders already held high respect for him and knew that his wardrobe didn't matter. He had his own Desert Eagle, patterned with the red and black of our faction, and a United Cutlery GH2033 Hibben Throwing Knife also patterned with Dauntless red and black.

My thoughts were interrupted by the ever so familiar rumble of the train as it neared us and the four of nodded to one another before bolting into a sprint to follow the train. One by one we all jumped onto the train with the grace and skill of having done this many times. Max jumped in first, followed by Amar, and then Zeke and I at the same time.

I can't help but wonder what Marcus will do when he realizes that I'm his ever so obedient daughter. I can't wait to see his reaction when he realizes that I'm a Dauntless prodigy and leader and that today is the day that he's going to get arrested. I looked around and saw Zeke and Amar shoving and punching each other, deep in conversation and I looked over to see Max watching their interactions with a content smile, as if witnessing a family he's known for a long time finally become reunited, and I wouldn't be surprised if that's the case.

Over the months of working alongside Max and the other leaders, I've noticed that Max knows every member's first and last name, as well as their entire family, they're jobs, and they're family's jobs. It's so fascinating. He makes sure that he's friends with everyone and anyone and has built such a kind reputation with all of Dauntless. No one treats him like a superior, no one treats any of the leaders like a superior unless it's necessary, the leaders are just members of Dauntless and they are family, just like everyone else.

Also, over the months of working in the tattoo parlor, I've gotten to know everyone in Dauntless, and they're either kind or cold in the beginning, but the more you get to know them, the kinder they get. Just last month, I met a man named Gabriel, at first he came off as cold and rude and an overall dick, but the more we spoke, the kinder he became. It's so fascinating, watching the people of Dauntless interact. At first glance, we seem to all be constantly fighting, but the more you learn about Dauntless, the more you see that the fights are nothing, that Dauntless is one big family and that we won't harm each other in any severe way unless it's pure accident, like my first fight with Lauren. We didn't intentionally harm each other the way we did, but we're perfectly fine. It took a while, but Lauren and I became friends again, though I still don't trust her and that won't change. I've also noticed Shauna's been changing for the better, she's taking more interest in practicing fighting and using guns and knives, and Zeke's noticed it too, but I don't think he wants to risk dating her just yet. On top of that, Amar finally built up the courage, two months ago, and asked Tori out on a date, and they've been dating ever since.

My thoughts were once again interrupted by familiar hands being placed on both my shoulders and I looked up to see that Zeke and Amar had moved behind me and hand placed their hands on my shoulders and we all smiled at each other, though mine came out more like a grimace when I realized it's almost time to see my childhood tormentor once more. The two boys noticed my expression and squeezed my shoulders in an affectionate and reassuring way, telling me wordlessly that they'll be there for me when I arrest my so-called father.

I looked over to see Max watching the three of us, silently, and finally, he spoke up, "Do they know who you're going to arrest and why?" Max asked me, watching our movements and how we seemed to have grown into a tight nit makeshift family.

Nodding, I answered, "They do. Amar figured it out due to it being in my fear landscape, and Zeke found out the first day I spent at Tori's apartment. I had a nightmare about it and it woke them both up." I explained, watching Max as he watched our makeshift family.

Max nodded in understanding and seemed to be lost in thought, but we pulled him out of his own thoughts when we noticed that we were closing in on Abnegation. We all jumped off, first Max, then Amar, followed by Zeke and me jumping off, once again, together. The four of us slowly made our way over to the hub where the council meeting will take place. Normally all members of Dauntless leadership would go to a council meeting, but whenever there's a new member in leadership, only two leaders would go, the new leader and a Dauntless leader that had been in the position for a while. Heads held high, and postures straight, we entered the building. As we neared the room for where the council meetings are held, Max informed Zeke and Amar that they'll have to wait outside until I tell Max that we'll be arresting whoever and he relays the message.

The boys agreed, and as Max and I stepped inside, I noticed that Amar and Zeke had planted themselves on either side of the doors. The minute we stepped inside we could hear the bustling conversations between the different factions, but of course, the Abnegation stayed quiet unless they were spoken to. My gaze wandered through the room, starting at Jeanine Matthews, the leader of Erudite. Her blond hair was pulled into a tight and stern bun, and she wore a tight, royal blue dress with a black blazer on top. She also had a pair of glasses on and seemed to be reading something off her tablet that seems to be glued to her hands. Next to Jeanine was Jack Kang, the leader of Candor. He had his short hair professionally styled, making him look slightly regal and very professional. Jack was dressed in a white shirt with a black blazer, as well as a pair of black pants that made him look like the lawyer he was. Jack had a lively conversation with Johanna Reyes, spokeswoman of Amity. Johanna, with her dark skin matching her black hair, was a very kind woman. Her black hair hung loosely over her face, hiding her scarred left eye. She was dressed in a loose, light pink shirt and a dull yellow skirt that contrasted her skin and hair quite nicely. My gaze traveled towards Andrew Prior, the man who helped raise the boys that had been my friends during my early childhood years. He hadn't changed much since I had last seen him, aside from a few more grey hairs atop his head. He was dressed in the ever so baggy Abnegation grey clothes and sat right beside my father, Marcus. I looked over at Marcus and the first thing I noticed was that his eyes were glazed over with fake sadness as if he truly cared that my mother was dead and that I had left him for the faction of the brave. Marcus's hair had gotten greyer, but other than that he was still the same.

"Max! Who is this young girl?" Johanna asked cheerfully, being the first to spot us since we entered the room.

I smiled kindly at her and addressed the room, not wanting to introduce myself more than once, "I'm Six, the newest Dauntless Leader." I introduced myself, the kind smile never leaving my face.

Johanna giggled a little excitedly and welcomed me, "Welcome to leadership, Six, though I suppose I'm not exactly a leader." She exclaimed, giggling as she went.

I shared a glance with Max and smirked, "Peace serum?" I asked him, the only answer I received from him was a nod. I stifled a laugh as I looked around the room, "Shouldn't we get this meeting started?" I asked, taking my seat in between Max and Jeanine. I wouldn't have taken this seat if the other option hadn't been to sit next to Marcus.

An Hour Later, Meeting Has Ended

"Marcus, can I talk to you for a second?" I asked as the leaders began to file out of the room. I could see Max look at me for a second, questioning in his eyes, but he said no more when I nodded, indicating for him to tell Zeke and Amar that it was time.

Marcus looked over to me and nodded, "Of course, Six, what can I help you with?" He asked with an obviously fake selfless attitude towards me.

I waited for the other leaders to leave and for Zeke, Amar, and Max to stealthily find their way inside before speaking, "I'm quite astonished you don't recognize me, Father." I spat at the man before me.

Marcus's eyes widened and then hardened, and I suspect the same was happening to Max. It was quite easy to tell that Marcus hadn't noticed we had three people witnessing the exchange between us. "What is it you need then, Beatrice?" He spat my name like it was a weapon, but all I did was laugh, aggravating the man who tormented me for 16 years.

"It's about time you were arrested for child and domestic abuse, Father," I spat once again, venom dripping from each word I spoke.

I let my words register to Marcus, but before he could say or do anything there was a Glock 19 poised to his head and his hands were already being cuffed behind his back. Marcus began to thrash against Amar, who was behind him and had been the one to cuff his hands behind his back. Max still stood close to the wall, his eyes showed nothing except shock and anger towards Marcus. I got tired of Marcus thrashing and yelling at us to let him, that this was all a mistake, so I threw a quick and solid punch to his temple, effectively knocking him out.

Max finally came to his senses and managed to stutter out as he made his way over to us, "S-so that was what you were hiding..."

I nodded, still watching Marcus' body as it slumped onto the ground. "Come on Six, time to take him to Candor," Zeke stated as Amar began to pick up Marcus' limp body.

I nodded once again and watched as Amar picked up the fat lump that's supposed to be my Father. I cursed under my breath, cursing the man that was supposed to raise me, but all he did was try to break me. As we exited the hub, I blew a sharp, loud whistle that reverberated throughout Abnegation. Many people who had heard the whistle either stepped outside of their homes or turned to look in our direction and they all gasped when they saw who Amar was carrying in his arms. Andrew, who had been one of the last to leave, had still been on his way home, but he turned around and gasped when he saw Marcus being carried by Amar and in handcuffs.

"Andrew! Could you get us a car to Candor?!" I called out to him when he was within earshot.

The Abnegation man nodded, still shocked, but quickly turned and called for someone to get us a car, seeing as he didn't have one himself. A few minutes later an Abnegation man who I recognized as Mr. Black, Robert and Susan Black's father, arrived in an old beat up truck that I suspected the Amity had given to the Abnegation when they didn't need it anymore.

I nodded to him in thanks as I helped Amar dump Marcus into the cargo bed of the truck, followed by us jumping in after him. Max took the wheel with Zeke sitting next to him while Amar, Marcus and I sat in the cargo bed. As Max drove, Amar and I made sure that Marcus was sufficiently restrained just in case he wakes up. It didn't take long to arrive at Candor, especially with Max driving like an insane idiot, which I suppose many people think he is. As we parked in front of Candor, many of the members and dependents looked shocked to see the four of us, Dauntless, carrying a still unconscious and restrained Marcus, the leader of Abnegation and the head of the council. Everyone looked at us strangely and warily when they noticed the weapons that we held and the stone cold stares that masked our true emotions towards this situation.

We stepped inside and the first Candor we saw, who was a girl with dark skin and black hair, similar to Johanna's, we ordered to take us to Jack Kang's office. The girl, who looked to be at least 17, nodded and motioned for us to follow, surprisingly quiet, but most likely scared of what we could do. The girl wore a dress in the normal colors of Candor, black and white; the dress she wore hugged her body and was quite short and revealing, reaching to about ten inches above her knees, and showing off a bit of her cleavage than was necessary. She wore high heels with quite the decorative heel, winding their way up the girl's high heels were little black and white scales, the symbol of Candor. The girl also had a choker necklace with the Candor symbol in the center as well as dangly earrings that also had the candor symbol.

A few minutes into our walk, I noticed that Marcus had woken up and began to wiggle and try to escape from his position on Amar's back. Amar had readjusted the way he had been carrying Marcus on our way into Candor due to him getting annoyed at carrying the abusive man bridal style. Before Marcus could so much as climb off Amar's back, I had grabbed his forearm and ripped him away from Amar, forcing my Father to tumble to the floor with an undignified yelp. Everyone in our group stopped and watched as I pulled Marcus to his feet and motioned for them to keep moving. I began dragging Marcus with us, ignoring his pathetic attempts to get me to let go of him and ignoring his terrible attempts to threaten me if I don't let him go now. He crossed the line when he tried to trip me, thinking that, even while wearing wedge high heel boots, that I'll be an easy target, but what he didn't expect was for me to let go of his arm, flip over him, and in mid-air, pulled my blood red throwing knife from my ponytail and to push it against the back of his neck the minute I landed. While he was distracted by my sudden motion, I grabbed his bound arms and shoved them into his back, my grip extremely tight around his wrists.

The man in front of me let out another undignified yelp and turned paler when he realizes that Zeke and Amar had pulled out their Glock 19s while Max had pulled out his Desert Eagle and that he had their three guns aimed directly at his head. "Try something like that again and we won't hesitate to shoot," Amar growled in a very threatening tone that told everyone within earshot that we weren't kidding.

Many of the Candor around us, especially the Candor-born, were used to Dauntless soldiers bringing people in for questioning, but no one has ever seen an Abnegation be brought in, and they've definitely never seen anyone being escorted by four Dauntless-members, two of which being leaders and all of which being extremely skilled and quite heavily armed. There's also the fact that the Abnegation member being brought in is, in fact, the leader of Abnegation and the leader of the government, Marcus Eaten, whose wife died and only child transferred out.

I shoved Marcus forward, and with Max still holding his gun towards Marcus' head, we kept moving, glaring at anyone who got in our way or looked at us. It didn't take long after the incident to get to Jack's office, and to say he was shocked when the girl - who I found out is named Avery - stepped inside with the five of us following closely behind was the underestimate of the year.

"Max, Six, why do you have a knife to Marcus' neck and a gun to his head?" Jack asked, his voice full of curiosity as he got over his shock and told Avery that she could leave.

I motioned for Amar to take over holding Marcus, and we quickly switched places while I explained. "Marcus is under arrest for child and domestic abuse, and yes, we have proof of this," I stated while putting my throwing knife back into my ponytail.

"And where is this proof of yours?" Jack asked as I finished putting the knife in my hair.

I looked at him and then turned around, quickly lifting my shirt up above my head to reveal my tattoo and scarred back. "My name is Beatrice Eaton, daughter of Evelyn and Marcus Eaton, born in Abnegation and transfer to Dauntless. I am Dauntless' newest leader and prodigy," I declared, my back still turned as Jack looked closely, the only indication that he had finally seen the faint scars was the light gasp he let out.

"I… I can't believe this…" He mumbled.

I let my shirt drop as I turned to face Jack once again, "Believe it because it actually happened. If you need more proof that I can testify under truth serum, but if I must then I have certain requests for who can be there to hear it all." I stated, watching Jack's reaction towards everything I had just said and shown.

Jack looked lost in thought for a second before nodding and saying, "It would be much appreciated if, under truth serum, you could speak about the abuse. Of course, you can decide the people who get to hear of it all," He added, going off my request to choose my listeners.

I nodded and thought, I want Dauntless to know, but I don't want to say this more than once… "I'd like all Dauntless members to hear, as well as Andrew and Natalie Prior of Abnegation," I stated boldly, my head held high with no signs of weakness or fear as I relayed my request.

Jack nodded and sent out a message to the other Dauntless leaders to bring the Dauntless members and another message to Andrew and Natalie Prior, requesting them to come to Candor headquarters to listen to the trial and testimony against Marcus Eaton who has just been arrested for child and domestic abuse. In the message to the priors Jack referred to me as Beatrice Eaton when stating who was testifying against Marcus, but to the message for Dauntless, he referred to me as Six.

It didn't take long for everyone to arrive and sit all around the Candor courtroom. I stepped forward, causing cheers from the Dauntless who knew me and knew of the things I had accomplished in the weeks I had been in Dauntless. I raised my hands, calling for silence, and quickly gained it. "Dauntless, Priors, welcome to the trial against Marcus Eaton, leader of Abnegation and our government! This man has been arrested for child and domestic abuse and today we will learn more about it, and you will also learn about my past and true identity!" I called out, earning shouts of disgust from the Dauntless when I mentioned why Marcus had been arrested, but a round of excited shouts rang through the Dauntless when I mentioned that they will find out about my past and true identity in this very room.

Jack stepped forward and requested that I sit in the chair at the center of the room before calling a man, Nibs, over. Nibs pulled out a needle which held the truth serum and was about to inject me with it, but I interrupted him by taking it and doing it myself, not exactly trusting the man. He took the needle back and disposed of it as I sat down in the chair. I felt the serum take effect, causing my body to slouch in the chair, but my mind remained clear, which I suspected wasn't supposed to happen.

"Please state your name for the records," Jack pronounced calmly as he took his place in front of me. He was starting off with the usual questions that everyone going through trial gets asked.

"Beatrice Grace Eaton," I stated, my voice stern, yet showing no signs that the serum isn't affecting me as it should.

Jack nodded, "Who are your parents?" He questioned, as if he didn't know this already and as if no one had figured it out already, but I still answered.

"Marcus and Evelyn Eaton."

He nodded once again and continued his questioning, "Which faction were you born into and which faction did you choose?"

"Abnegation born, Dauntless transfer." My mind still remained clear of any fog, and I had a gut feeling that my divergence for all the factions is preventing it from taking full effect.

"Did Marcus Eaton, your father, abuse you, as well as your mother before she passed away?" Jack finally asked one of the most important questions to do with this trial.

"Yes," I stated clearly, causing gasps to go around the room and many Dauntless to shout curses at Marcus who stood in between Amar and Zeke, still restrained and with the boys Glock 19s poised at his head and each of them had a hand gripping one of his wrists, prevent him from doing or trying anything.

Jack nodded, his calm demeanor dropping for a split second, showing saddened eyes at the prospect that someone had done such a thing before his masks were put up once more. "To what extent did he go with the abuse?" Jack finally asked, his voice slightly cracking at the end of the sentence, as if he didn't want to know, but needed to know how far it would go.

My eyes glazed over as I stated, "I believe Marcus sexually abused my mother before she died, but I'm not sure, I was too young to understand and the memories are too faded. When Marcus would abuse me, he was… somehow drunk. I've never figured out how that man got his hands on alcohol, but he did, and he was especially vicious when he was drunk. If he's just angry… he'd whip me with his belt with a good solid twenty… thirty…? lashes before telling me to get up and clean everything. Sometimes he didn't allow me to eat for a week." I stated, explaining the many things Marcus had done to me while I lived under his roof, "Other times, when Marcus was drunk, he'd whip me until I was barely conscious, sometimes even pull out a knife and cut marks into my skin... and then he'd throw me into the tiny closet… There were also times where Marcus would hang me over the stairs using my neck, and after… twenty… thirty….? minutes he'd drop me to the ground and whip me before throwing me into the closet again. Sometimes Marcus kept me in the closet for a good solid five… six weeks…?" I informed, phrasing some of the things I said more like questions, seeing as I didn't truly know how many times he'd whip me out of normal anger or how long he'd keep me in the tiny closet in the house in Abnegation. Many people gasped while the rest of the Dauntless growled as I recounted the many things Marcus would do to me, but I wasn't done. "There was also a time where Marcus, depending on how angry he was… he'd put my hand above the stove and… he's let my hand catch on fire. The only way he could keep me from screaming was to gag me… sometimes he'd forget where he'd put the gag and he'd… he'd kiss me… He'd shove his tongue down my throat while keeping my hand above the stove until it was on fire and he'd never let me get medical help." I choked up as I recounted that specific punishment and tears started to form in my eyes, but I fought the urge to cry and took deep breaths, having finally finished speaking of all the things he'd do.

Many Dauntless began to scream curses at Marcus, absolutely disgusted that he'd let someone catch on fire, let alone his own flesh and blood. They were all disgusted that he'd french kiss me just because he forgot a gag, that he'd throw me in a closet and leave me there for weeks, that he'd let me starve. After the Dauntless calmed down, Jack finally spoke again, "I'm going to ask the customary question that's always asked at the end of every trial by truth serum. Six, what do you regret the most?" He asked.

I sat there, pondering the question for a few minutes. There were a few things that I regretted, like not standing up to Marcus sooner, or protecting my mom and just running and hiding from the abuse. I also regretted pushing the Prior boys away all those years ago, but the thing I regret the most… "I regret not doing this sooner. I regret not speaking up and getting Marcus arrested any sooner, but I do take quite the pleasure in being the one to personally arrest the man who tortured me for the 16 years I lived with him. I don't regret much, I just regret having not been strong enough to do this sooner, but being able to scare the man who scared and tortured me, well that's an amazing feeling and I wouldn't change anything in the past even if I could." I stated with my voice firm as I recounted the one thing I regretted most, not speaking up sooner, not speaking up to stop the abuse before it got out of hand.

Yes, I regretted not protecting my mother, I regretted running and hiding, I regretted not being strong enough, but most of all, I regretted not speaking up. I regretted being afraid and weak and controlled. That's what I regretted the most.

Jack nodded in understanding as the serum finally stopped working and I finally gained strength in my body and control in my movement. "Bring Marcus Eaton to the chair," Jack ordered as I noticed Nibs pulling out another syringe filled with truth serum.

Marcus was quickly forced to sit down and was tightly tied to the seat as Nibs injected him with the truth serum that had once affected me. It instantly took effect as Marcus stopped struggling against the bonds and his body went limp and his eyes glazed over and became unfocused.

Half An Hour Later (Marcus is now in prison, under heavy security)

It didn't take long before the Dauntless members began screaming curses at the disgusting man who tormented me, and surprisingly, some of the members had come over to where I was sitting and just hugged me, some of them even apologized for the things I went through, but to my joy, none of them showed pity towards me or my previous situation. Suddenly, I noticed two grey blobs making their way towards me, Zeke, Amar, and Max, and I knew it was Andrew and Natalie Prior. As they got closer, I noticed that they had tears in their eyes and regret and guilt showing across their features.

"Oh, Beatrice!" Natalie called out when she finally came close enough, "We're so sorry we never noticed what was happening! I should have listened to Tobias. He always suspected something and he always thought he heard something coming from your house, but we didn't hear anything and so we just brushed it off!" Natalie cried, surprisingly pulling me into a hug as she cried with guilt and regret and sadness.

Andrew came up behind Natalie, tears of his own gliding down his cheeks and he apologized as well. "We should have listened to Tobias. He always felt like something was wrong, that's why we'd send them up to your room. The boys knew something was up, we just thought they wanted to hang out with you because you were friends… The boys, mainly Tobias, they were so perceptive of everything, but we didn't listen and because of that you lost your childhood…" He stuttered out through his tears.

I looked at the two Abnegation, one of which was hugging me, as tears streamed down their faces. "You have nothing to apologize for. None of you knew better, you just thought it was a child's imagination and that's understanding. I was starting to get beat when they were only six and they had suspected something since they were four," I explained, my voice calm and level, showing no sign of anger towards the parents of the boys who had once been my friends. "Everything's been done, all you can do is be thankful that I haven't broken and that Marcus is being taken care of."

I pulled Andrew into the hug with Natalie, and we sat there for a few seconds before the two Abnegation members became uncomfortable with the physical contact and we all let go. Many of the Dauntless was conversing with themselves, some seemed to be plotting the death of Marcus, and I smiled at the faction around me, glad that none of them think me a coward and still respect me as their leader. "You know, Tobias misses you a lot, he's also pretty hurt that one day you just pushed them away," Natalie finally said as she finished cleaning her tears.

I nodded grimly, recalling the spark in Tobias's eye whenever we spoke, and the way it diminished slightly when I began pushing him and his brother away. I recalled the spark in his eyes whenever he did something that wasn't necessarily Abnegation and I have this gut feeling that he's going to transfer out. As I recalled Tobias, a memory of Caleb popped up and I remembered his curiosity and the way his eyes sparkled with joy whenever he learned something new. It's obvious Caleb's going to transfer to Erudite, but I'm not sure about Tobias. He's a curious and smart kid, not nearly as curious or factually smart as Caleb, but he also likes to be free, though he's still very selfless. I have a feeling that Tobias may be Divergent, quite possibly Divergent for Erudite, Abnegation, and one other faction that I believe is Dauntless. I looked over at the parents of the Prior boys and motioned for them to follow me. I lead them towards the doors leading outside of the room, occasionally getting interrupted by a few Dauntless members who called out to me, saying I was brave, or a true Dauntless, and some even shouted apologies for not noticing anything.

We exited the room and I looked around the corridors, noticing that there weren't many Candors around, possibly only one or two, and I have a feeling it's because they're frightened of the Dauntless filled room. I lowered my voice and quickly asked, "What do either of you think of Divergence?" with worry lacing each whispered word I spoke.

I watched their faces as they morphed into worry and suspicion. I watched as they looked at each other and nodded before Natalie spoke up, her voice also a quiet whisper, "Divergence is nothing to be afraid of and shouldn't be such a problem."

I nodded in agreement before stating, "I have a feeling Tobias is divergent. The way he acts suspects he'll have an aptitude for Abnegation, Dauntless, and Erudite. I also have a feeling that Caleb's going to transfer to Erudite. He's very book smart and can be curious if not being watched closely." I explained to the two Abnegation, they looked like they were deep in thought before they nodded as if agreeing to what I said. "Speak to them, get them to open up to you. In your own home, you make the rules, but make sure that no one suspects a thing. If you make your own rules, there better be no shouting, yelling, or running down the stairs, because that will cause a lot of noise and everyone will get suspicious." I warned, looking them dead in the eye as I spoke each and every word.

The two nodded and thanked me for the warning, but as they were turning to leave, I called out to them, "Tell your boys what happened to me. Tell them I'm not sorry for pushing them away because if I didn't, the more they hung out with me, the more in danger they were." I informed, sending them a message to send to their sons," Oh, and tell Tobias that if he wants to transfer to Dauntless, send a message to me and I might be able to help him with that." I smiled a small, but a genuine smile that they returned, before we each turned around and made our way back to our respective families, mine residing inside the room, and theirs residing at home.

I smiled with joy and acceptance and pure happiness the minute I entered the room, not even moving from my place near the door, as the Dauntless shouted for me. They shouted for my bravery. For my success. They shouted for my escape. I raised my hands high in the air and silence fell upon the Dauntless. "Let's get back to Dauntless compound, and then we can party!" I shouted to the crowd, causing them to cheer and follow me as I began to sprint out of Candor headquarters and back to our own.

This is my family, I thought as we ran towards the train tracks, and they have accepted me as their own. Better yet, as their leader. A large, joy-filled smile crossed my features as I whooped with joy knowing that Marcus Eaton was in jail and knowing that the Dauntless still accept me for who I am even with the past I've had. I will fight to protect these people with all I have, was the last thought to cross my mind as we all jumped into the passing train and made our way back to Dauntless.

A/N:

What did you guys think? Also, at most, there will be two more chapters before I bring Tobias to Dauntless. Should he go by the name Tobias? Or should he go by another? If you want him to go by a different name, then leave some comments or reviews or whatever the fuck it's called about what name you want him to have and then I'll pick whichever one I think fits him the best. Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed! Have a great day!