~Tobias~
We just spread Tris's ashes during our zip line adventure. Christina had the idea of going back to headquarters and just strolling memory lane. I can't say that I am really that enthusiastic about that idea, but I know it's something Tris would have liked after everything that has happened.
The air is musty and cool. I have to admit that I kind of miss it in a way. This was the place where I finally freed myself of my father. This was the smell of freedom to me at the ripe age of sixteen. Everyone slowly strolls off in their own directions. It seems we all have some things we need to take care of personally.
My feet lead me down a familiar hallway. A drinking fountain is coming up. It was our drinking fountain. I stand outside of the dormitory for initiates. I can feel my breath clench and my throat tighten. Can I do this? My hand hesitates on the door, but I push it open. The place remains untouched since the night of the attack on Abnegation. Sheets are pushed back and belongings from the last initiates lay scattered. They were my initiates.
I cross the room to the bunk Tris had used. It seems stupid, but I lay there and hope for some last sign of her, a scent or something. It's been over 2 years since she last touched this bunk, and I know that there is no possible way for anything like that to remain here. I choke back a sob and run my hands over my face. Get ahold of yourself. This isn't what Tris would want on a day like this. I force myself to get up and get the hell out of there.
Walking along the halls I realize that I am heading towards my old room. There are a few things I want to collect before I leave this place forever. My door opens easily, and my room is exactly how I left it that night. Old Dauntless uniforms I once wore lay folded on my old dresser. My sheets are crumpled in a way that I wouldn't have left them. My brow furrows, but then I remember that anyone could have accessed this place. It could have been a factionless member or someone from the Allegiant rebellion.
I hear a tap and then Zeke's voice chimes, "Uh..Four… I mean Tobias… there is something you should see." I turn and look my old friend up and down. His face shows confusion and excitement, and this peaks my interest. We jog down a few hallways and end up in front of a training room. I hear bangs and grunts inside. I nudge Zeke and raise my eyebrows, and he replies with a bob of his head towards the door. He edges the door open slowly and quietly and gets on his knees to crawl. I follow suit, and we hide behind some mats and dummies. Zeke holds up three fingers and ticks them off slowly. When he gets to one we both slowly peer above the large mat.
A girl with a knife is slashing away at a dummy that not many people used. This dummy tries to counter her moves. It's a robot that had broken down, but now it is working? It fires a paintball at her, and she ducks quickly to avoid it.
"Who…?" That is all I can manage to whisper to Zeke.
"I'm not sure who she is. I really don't recognize her, and I don't know why anyone would be here," he breathes.
She faces this way, but I am sure that she can't see us. The mysterious girl is panting and looks to be drenched in sweat. I know that look well. That is the appearance of someone who has been training for hours on end.
"She's kind of pretty from afar," whispers Zeke and he nudges me. I look at him with a bewildered look on my face. How can he be thinking of that at a moment like this. We have no idea who this girl is. She could be part of something conspiring against the peace Chicago has been trying to establish. I punch him hard in the arm, and he stifles a grunt.
The girl stiffens and looks around. She heard him. Shit. After thirty seconds she shakes her head and turns off the dummy. My breath catches hoping she isn't done. If she is then she might head our way, but she pulls another dummy aside and starts punching and kicking at it. I notice her long red hair and lean muscles. She's wearing a black tank top and black pants. Those are Dauntless clothes, but the factions have been disbanded for a few years now.