Summary: The Priors have five family members: Natalie, Andrew, Caleb, Beatrice and Antoinette. The adopted daughter of the Priors isn't like anybody in her faction; she's not even from that time period. But when she's told she's "divergent", she's thrust in a familiar life style. fem!Tony Stark. Smart Alack! Sassy! Kind of a bitch! Toni. Peter/Toni/Four
Megan Fox plays Toni Prior/Antoinette Stark
Alexander Ludwig plays Steve Rimsey/Steve Rodgers
Toni's theme song is When I Grow Up Pussycat Dolls
Mentions past Bucky/Toni
After all the initiates were on solid ground, we followed Lauren and Four down a narrow trail that makes me feel like I'm going into the heart of the earth. I feel a hand clutch to mine and I shoot Steve a quick, weak smile.
And then my smile drops as I crash face first into a stupid Erudite boy who decided to be a fucking idiot and stop. I scowled, Steve and Christina silently laughing at me, while rubbing my poor, sore nose. The crowd's stopped with the three leaders in front.
"This is where we divide." Lauren calls across the crowd. "Dauntless born are with me. I'm assuming you don't need of tour of this place." She gives us a snarky smile and she and the Dauntless born disappear into the shadows. There's nine people left and I'm the only Abnegation.
"Most of the time, I work in the control room, but for the next few weeks, I will be your instructor. My name is Four." Four introduces himself.
Christina's smirking. Not a good sign. "Four? What, like the number?" I'm impressed. She says it almost like Darcy would say it. Snarky, sarcastically and slightly bitchy.
They grow up so fast.
"Yes." Four replies, his easy going stance turning stiff and a icy coldness entering his eyes. "Is that a problem?" Don't say anything stupid, Christina, I silently say nudging my new friend. She ignores my nudge.
"No." Christina replies.
"Good. We are about to go into the Pit, which you will someday learn to love. It-" Four is interrupted by Christina and by now I just wanted to face palm at her stupidity. She was obviously not an Erudite.
"The Pit? Clever name." She snickers. Steve looks like he's about to face palm too. I mean, Four's like Bucky. Except, you know, not obsessed with fucking me.
I hope he's not obsessed with getting in my panties, at least, because that would make our relationship very strained.
Four's pissed off though and walks up to Christina and gets all up in her face. His eyes are narrowed and darkened to a practically blue-black color and I could almost see steam coming out of his ears.
"What's your name?" He says quietly.
"Christina." She says, shrinking down.
I wish I had popcorn. This was more funny than watching Natasha beat Steve's ass.
"Well, Christina, if I want to put up with Candor smart-mouths, I would have joined their faction." He snarls. "The first lesson you will learn from me is to keep your mouth shut." She nods shakily.
He gives her a last, icy stare before beckoning us to the shadow at the end of the tunnel. We follow like the obedient sheep that we are. "What a jerk." Christina says, with a deep frown.
"You shouldn't have antagonized him." Steve says gently.
"Are you joking?" I grin to my best friend. "That was the greatest shit I've ever seen! Wish I had popcorn though..." I mused. I gave Christina a what look when she just stared at me.
"You are the weirdly awesomest girl I've ever met." She balks.
"First off: awesomest is not a word. Second off, it just makes me irresistible, doesn't it?" I wiggle my eyebrows at her suggestively and she blushes darkly. Steve just sighs like 'what-am-I-going-to-do-with-her'.
Four pushes open a set of double doors open and we all pile into the Pit. The Pit is a very good way to name it. It's just a giant ass carves out pit with shops built into the stone walls. Connecting them are narrow stone paths with no barriers to keep people from falling (or jumping) off. Blue lanterns are dangled from the ceiling at odd intervals.
Children are running across the dangerous paths and my eyes flick to Four who seemed undisturbed by it. Steve looks shocked and a little terrified by the children. I mean, they could fall off at any point.
But they're Dauntless. Right? This is so absolutely different from perfect Abnegation and helping people twenty four seven and always volunteering and getting glared at for speaking my mind and god I loved it. I felt like I almost home.
Almost.
"If you'll follow me, I'll show you the chasm." Four says, taking off the right of the pit which is dark to the point where my eyes are strained to keep sight of Four. I notice a tattoo peeking out from his shirt. Beyond him I hear rushing water. I feel my heart pivot to the bottom of my stomach.
Steve grips my hand harder. "Still terrified of water?" He says softly. I ignore him and we stop next to a railing. I gather my very little amount of courage and peer over the side. My heart drops.
It was a steep cliff with water crashing on the sharp rocks. I wasn't terrified of the height (I mean, c'mon, heights is a pretty stupid fear; if anything I'd be terrified of falling off something high and hitting the pavement or cement or whatever would be at the bottom). I kept my eyes locked on the gushing water. I attempted to control my fear and ignore the pounding memories of me getting water boarded. Trust me, it's unpleasant.
"This chasm reminds us there is a fine line between bravery and idiocy!" Four shouts over the roaring water. "A daredevil jump off this cliff will end your life. It has happened before and will happen again. You have been warned."
"This is incredible." Christina said in awe, Steve pulling us away from the railing and following Four toward a hole in the wall. Effective, I s'posed. There was enough light (and loud stamping and screaming and laughing and just loud sounds) to make me realize where we were going.
The Dining Hall. Food.
Christina's grinning and Steve's searching the loud crowd. I nudge him and he just shakes his head at me. We start looking for an empty table and we find a mostly empty table. I find myself stuck between Broody Muscles and Little Miss Piss-Four-Off.
On the tables are God's gift to mankind: hamburgers. They are the greatest food on the planet (other than schwarma) and are best with mustard, cheese, ketchup, pickles, onions, tomato slices and lettuce. No joke, it's delicious.
I'm thrown out of my daydream when I'm nudged by Adonis. "It's beef." He explains. Right. I'm supposed to be a stuck up Abnegation...Oh well! "Put this on it." He passes me a bowl of ketchup and now-now my life is complete.
"Thanks." I shoot him a bright smile and I begin to slather ketchup on there.
"That's a lot." Christina observed.
"Don't...-" Steve was interrupted by my cackle. "And you're insane."
"Insane? Pfft." I scoffed. "You're just jealous you don't have my mental awesomeness."
"You are mental." Steve muttered.
I notice out of the corner of my eye that Four's attempting not to laugh, a slight smile on his lips. Omigod, I think to myself, he's even hot when he's smiling... I'm forced to stop cackling when a pair of double doors swing open and in walks an assholey looking guy with greasy hair and cold eyes.
"Who's that?" Steve whispered, more to himself than anyone.
"His name is Eric." Four says lowly, that smile no longer on his lips. "He's the Dauntless leader." I watch as Eric strides in confidently, arrogantly even.
"Seriously?" Christina says. "He's so young."
"Age doesn't matter here." Four says darkly, giving me an impression that Four really doesn't like this Eric guy. Christina has a look on her face and I'm internally asking the same question: Then what does matter? I turn my attention back to Eric and see that's he's walking towards our table.
He drops into the seat next to Four and raises an eyebrow to Four. "Well, aren't you going to introduce me?" He asks bluntly.
Four looks really irritated. "Steve, Christina and Toni." He says shortly.
"Sir." Steve nods his head respectfully.
Eric looks a little smug and surprised. "You'll fit in nicely here, Amity." Then he turns his attention to me. "Ooh, a Stiff." He says teasingly.
I sigh and jab my fork into the baked potato I had grabbed. I love me some baked potatos. "I may be a Stiff." I said to him. "But I am the hottest fucking Stiff you will ever meet." He looks really surprised now but turns his attention to Four.
"What have you been doing lately, Four?" Eric asks easily, giving me the impression that they're friends. Doubt it though.
"Nothing really." Four says, sounding tense. My eyes flick from Eric to Four. Everything in Eric's body language suggests that they're friends but from the tense way Four is sitting, you could see they're something more of rivals, maybe. Then why's Eric the leader and Four not? Even though I just met them, I think I'd trust Four more.
Hah. I rhymed.
"Max tells me he keeps trying to meet with you, but you don't show up." Eric continues, unaware of the way I'm analyzing him. "He requested I find our what's going on with you."
Four pauses and stares at Eric with a strange expression - an expression that looks like he's attempting to hold back a scowl - and he says acidly, "Tell him I am satisfied with the position I hold."
''He wants to give you a job." Eric sounds strangely jealous slash irritated.
"So it would seem." Four says curtly.
"And you aren't interested." Eric continues.
"I haven't been interested for two years." Four says.
"Well, let's hope he gets the point." Eric says, clapping Four on the back a little too hard (and I mean I could hear the loud crack for Pete's sakes) and he stood up and walked away. Thank god.
"Nice friend you got there." I commented. Four bristled as if realizing the three of us were there.
"We were in the same initiate class. He transferred from Erudite." Four said.
"Oh, so were'd you transfer from then?" I asked curiously, leaning forward on my elbow, my hand supporting my face.
He blinked at me. "I thought I would only have the Candor asking too many questions. Now I have a Stiff too?" He says coldly, glaring at me. I'm a little surprised. Four seemed like he was a lot nicer than the other Dauntless I've ever seen. Guess not. He's a dick like the rest of them.
"It's because you're so approachable." I said, my snarky mask slipping into place as I lean back, smirking confidently. "You know. Like a bed of nails." He stares at me and my smirk grows wider. It's the same tactic as with the dog in the simulation. Show no submission.
"Careful Toni." He says, his voice stony and ice-filled. I blink over at Christina's look of disbelief and Steve's exhausted 'what-am-I-going-to-do-with-her' facial expression.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm developing a theory." Christina informs me. I raise an eyebrow. "You have a death wish." I just grin.