Divergent

My mom, I'm guess proved she was Divergent. Why else would she be here? The problem was, we were trapped below ground, with wood surrounding us and I locked door. And now I have to deal with my mother.

"Guess they tested you?" I ask her, I had no feelings in my words.

"Yep. And some as last time, Divergent," she sounded sad. "I thought they would let you go. Think it was just a mother wanting to see her daughter again type of thing."

"Did you really think that?" she shock her head no. I could tell she wanted to believe it though.

The door opened, "I need to speak with the one named Alli," the man looked at me. I stood, and walked over to the door. Without thinking, I kicked him in the weak spot and took off running down the halls.

I remembered the halls we took, right, right, left, right, rightist, left stairs. Then I opened a door and I was above ground. Right where they had taken me down.

"I think you just pasted the first test," someone said behind me. My mother, she had a gun pointed at me and a bit my tongue. "Didn't tell me your plan, left me to rote. You didn't trust me because, I almost killed you once." I felt a cold hand push me back down the steps.

I screamed one word before I was gagged, "Help." One person saw me, the one who had a crush on me, Peter. One look at him and he didn't rush over. I didn't need him getting shout down. He was a smart kid, he new I was being kept under ground. I had to put a lot of faith in that boy.

I was pushed down the steps, then blind folded. I guess they didn't want me to know where I was being kept this time.

"Get the boy who saw her. I need to speak with him," I heard a man leave. He was going after Peter. It was going to be my fault.

"Stop trying to move!" the man holding me yelled. He pushed me forward and into a wall. "Open this door!"

"Now, Jacob, I have a key," my mother, I don't want to call her that anymore. Olivia said. (That's my ex-mom's name)

I heard the door open and I was throw inside. I landed on someone, they just pushed me off.

"Behave," Olivia told the group. The door slammed shut. One person took my blind fold off. I was in a room of about five people. All my age, some older, none younger.

"Where am I?" I ask after they take of my gag.

"Under ground somewhere. I'm guessing your Divergent? All of us are," the oldest in the room said.

"Ya, I'm Divergent. Why don't they kill us?" I ask.

"Need us alive. They want to know what makes us tick, so to say," a guy said, coming out of a dark corner.

"What are all of your names?" I ask the whole group.

"I'm Cassie, that's Riley, over there in the corner, that's Maya. Next to her is her brother Ryan. Looking out the window, that's Dax. What's your name?"

"I'm Alli. Is he okay? He looks sad," I point to the boy by the window, well really it was a bared up whole in the wall with air coming out of it.

"Dax has been here the longest. He might be young, threw him in here when he was ten. Never seen the sky or grass since," Cassie sounded sad. Like her and this boy were connected.

"Hey, I'm Alli. I heard that you have been here the longest. Anything you could tell me?" no answer from the boy.

"Have you heard my name? Dax Dryden, the boy who was test at age nine," his voice was cold. The last name sent a shiver down my spin. "The boy who's mom was in control of hunting the Divergents." He turned toward me, I almost cried. The boy had a scare on his face. It looked like someone or something had clawed him.

"Dax," I said, very airy. "I am so sorry. I should have stopped them, she would have listened to me. This is all my fault."

"What? You couldn't have done anything. The only person that could have saved me was my sister. And she just watched them force me into the truck," he had an evil look in his eyes.

"What if I told you that your sister was threatened into not helping you. What if your still alive because she didn't try," I was almost I tears now.

"I would laugh in your face. I would only believe that if my sister herself told me that," he looked me. Waiting for me to say something.

"My last name, it's Dryden. Dax, I am so sorry. They threatened to kill you," he shook his head no. I took my long sleeve shirt off, showing him the scare our mother gave me. The spot where she burned my name onto my arm.

"They said you were dead," was all he could say.

"I was never dead, now that they have both of us, what do you think they'll do?"