AN: Bookworm here! I'm back! Decided to continue at least till chapter 2, so here we are! Let me know if you want this to continue, because I'm not going to continue something nobody likes. :( Hope you enjoy chapter 2! I'll try to make it longer!
:):):) Stay awesome! (Quick little note from Imp: Hello, sorry I didn't get this posted yesterday when it was finished, I had things to attended to and blanked.)
~Bookworm
"So you chose Dauntless," the boy who Avis had earlier run into said. They were all on the train, waiting to get to Dauntless HQ.
"Do you have an issue with that?" Avis said slowly, blowing a strand of shoulder length blonde hair out of her eyes.
The boy rolled his eyes. "Sure a Stiff like you can make it? You have to shoot guns, throw knives, fight initiates, and face your worst fears."
Avis tried to ignore the turning in her stomach. She had heard about the fear landscapes, and dreaded going through hers. "I'm not a Stiff. I'm Dauntless."
The boy smirked. "Not yet, Stiff." He walked off, flanked as usual by his entourage. Avis couldn't help roll her eyes. He really did think he was all that, didn't he?
"Ignore him," said a voice from beside her. Sitting by her side was an Erudite boy with curly brown hair and dark green eyes. He smiled at Avis when she turned to look at him. "I'm Carter."
"Avis," she replied. "Who is he, anyways?"
"That's Wren. Just another average Dauntless fight-picking adrenaline junkie." Carter rolled his eyes, earning a laugh out of Avis. The rest of the train ride, they spoke about what they had heard about the initiation process. By the end of the ride, they were already talking like friends did.
Carter got up and peered outside the car. "Unbelievable. They're jumping!"
Avis sighed. "It's Dauntless! What did you expect?" the initiates scrambled to their feet and jumped off the train and onto the building, but all Avis saw was the gap between the train and the rooftop.
"Together?" Carter asked. Avis nodded as she grabbed Carter by the wrist so tight, she was certain she was cutting off circulation.
They jumped.
Avis landed on her side, gasping as gravel pellets dug into her torso. She groans aloud as she wiped a red smear of blood off her cheek. She saw that Carter didn't have it much better, as he had dirt and blood all over his hand.
Standing by the ledge of the building was a lady with long brown hair. "Listen up, because I'm not repeating this. My name is Lauren, and I'm one of your leaders. You guys claim you're Dauntless material?" She scoffed.
A chorus of "yeah" and "that's right," rang out among the initiates, but all Lauren did was snort. "Well if that's true, you'll jump. Now who's going first?"
Avis expected to feel terrified and regretful, but all she felt was a beautiful chorus of adrenaline coursing through her veins. The rush of adrenaline was hot and spreading, just like fire. Before anyone else could, she yelled, "Me."
She confidently made her way through the crowd of initiates, tearing off her long sleeved frock. Under it, she wore a gray t-shirt and gray leggings.
Before she could think, she jumped.
The feeling of flying took over. She gasped sharply, then cried out in amazement as she soar into the dark pit beneath her. She whooped into he air and closed her eyes, wanting to savor the beautiful moment of bliss.
It was gone all too soon.
Her body was cradled in something thick and wiry. A net, she thought. She wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry.
Soon, someone was lifting her out of the net. Four. Avis opened her mouth to say something to him, but he shoved her away onto the platform. "You take her, Chris," he said to a black girl with short black hair.