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Tris POV

I woke up to Tobias standing above me. He hadn't been in my room when I'd gone to bed, so I guess I must've slept a little late.

"About time, Sleeping Beauty," he grinned at me, leaning down to give me a quick kiss. "You need to get up; I've brought you some food. Training starts in about ten minutes." My eyes go wide and I jump out of bed, shoving Tobias out of my room so I can change.

"You could've woken me up earlier!" I say as he leaves.

"I would've felt evil waking you up earlier though," I knew he was grinning, and I shook my head, looking for what to wear.

"Go get the guns out, I'll be down in five minutes," I shout to him, and hear the door shut a few minutes later. I don't bother with make up today, and just grab the muffin he'd brought me before running down to the training room, with two minutes left before training starts. "Paper?" I ask and he nods, so I run to get some.

"We'll give them an hour to practice outside, and then we'll start ranking them." He says as the first few walk through the door.

We wait in silence for them all to turn up before flicking the board over. I'd rubbed the points off so they don't know how close they are. "As you can see, these are your rankings from yesterday. These will be updated at lunch today, and then we'll be saying goodbye to one of you." I say simply.

"We'll be shooting outside today, to provide more of a challenge for you; the scoring will be done in pretty much the same way." Tobias took over from me. "Grab a gun, leave the safety on, and walk outside please." He said. I headed out first as Tobias watched them all with the guns, and then he was last.

As we were walking, Jay came up next to me. I rolled my eyes and ignored him till he asked a question. "So, Six, where did you come in your initiation?"

I gave him a sideways glance, "First. As did Four." He looks surprised.

"How did you even get past the fighting stage? You're tiny!" I couldn't help but laugh.

"I had a very good instructor, who kept giving me tips and helping me. Yes I was the weakest out of my group at the start, but fighting isn't always about who's strongest." I said simply. He looked confused still and I shrugged, "I bet either Grace or Becca will be able to beat you by the end of the training." Then turn back to ignoring him. He doesn't say anything more.

"Right," Tobias says as he comes round to my side. "You have an hour to practice, in which Six and I can help you, but after that, we're scoring you, and you'll be on your own." We watch them all get a target. Aiming outside is different, but not much, the lighting tends to put people off though, and if there was strong wind, then it may cause a small effect, but not much. Nether the less, almost all he initiates missed their first shots. I glance at Tobias, and know that he's thinking the same as me. This is going to be a long morning.

We spend the next hour walking around, telling them all how to improve, and finally they start getting back to reasonable quality.

"Ten minutes without Four's and my help, then we'll grade you." I shout, and we stand off to the side, watching carefully.

"Come on, time to start," I look up at Tobias, and he nods to the time, "We've given them an extra fifteen minutes," he laughs, I glance at my watch and gape. I must've been daydreaming.

I take the paper and pencil out of my bag, and head towards Jay, the first person I have to score.

"So Six, fancy having dinner with me later?" He asks. I stare at him.

"I hope you're not being serious." He nods, to say he is. "No. Now get on and shoot or you'll be the one becoming Factionless for wasting my time." I say, keeping my voice cold. He quickly turns back to the target, and aims, with slightly off stance. Overall he got a 3, as one of his shoots completely missed the target.

This time as we went round, I crossed Tobias at Nadia and Logan, both appeared to be skilled with a gun. We finished later than we normally would in the morning stint, but none of them had complained, thankfully, considering our next punishment was to hang them over the chasm, though we wouldn't do that for five minutes. Well, I would, if it was Alex.

"Safety on," Tobias called, the loud bangs stopped. "We're going to go and put these away, and then you can go for lunch." He led them out this time. I walked in silence at the back, making sure they all deposited their guns in the training room, "Back here in half an hour." Tobias called, and they left for lunch.

"What've we got this time?" I ask. He holds out his hand for the paper, which I hand him, but he just places it on the table and grabs my hand, pulling me towards him. "We need to do the rankings," I breathe out, though I'd be more than happy to stay where I am, with Tobias' arms wrapping tightly around me.

"That can wait for a bit," he grins. I laugh at him, always trying to get out of work.

"You know, when I'm a leader, I'll be able to go and see you whenever we're at work?" I grin at him, "And I'll be able to 'punish' you for not doing any," his eyes go wide, and he starts pouting. Before he can reply, I go on my tip toes, and kiss him softly, wrapping my hands around the top of his shoulders. He immediately takes control, turning us round, and pushing me backwards, towards the wall. When my back hits the wall, I pull away from him. "Not here," I whisper, not sure where my voice had gone.

He nods, releasing me. "Come on, lets get this over with." We sit, hands joined, as Tobias totals up the score. I take the list from him, and go to edit it on the board.


Tobias and I are sat facing the door as it opens, and the initiates pile in, all looking rather scared. Becca looks like she's been crying, but that could be just from her swollen eye. Her shooting and knife throwing were both off, but we factored that into the final scores.

"This is when you find out who will be leaving us," I say, not making eye contact with any of them. "The person who's ranked lowest will have today to stay here, and will have to leave here by midday tomorrow. Tomorrow is a day off for the rest of you, as will this afternoon be. After that, we'll be starting on fighting skills." Everyone remains silent, staring at the bored, which I flick over.

Nadia: 20

Daniel: 19

Logan: 19

Athena: 18

Alex: 17

Emily: 17

Jace: 17

Grace: 16

Jay: 16

Becca: 15

Lucas: 14

I didn't really know Lucas, so it's not a bad thing, though he seemed nice. I noticed tears in his eyes, and looked at him apologetically, though I couldn't apologise in voice. He left the room alone, head bowed. I tried not to look too sad, though know I failed.

"The rest of you have tomorrow off to relax. Be here at 8am the day after." Tobias said, with a sense of finality to his voice. I walk over to him before the initiates have even turned, away. He waited till they were walking out before pulling me into his arms for a hug. "Lets go get some lunch, yeah?" he asks, I nod against his chest, and turns me round, taking my hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. We break hands before we reach the cafeteria, still keeping it from the Initiates. I was surprised none of them knew yet.

"Who did you get rid of?" Christina asked as soon as we sat down.

"Lucas," Tobias replied for me. I smiled at him gratefully.

"What about your lot?" I asked. I glanced around for Uriah, but he was missing again.

"Eric," she shrugged, "he was too big headed anyway, so not a big deal for me." Tobias and I nod and fall silent till Uriah comes sprinting in and up to the table.

"Candor or Dauntless, Zeke's place, in an hour," he says quickly, taking deep breaths before running back out, presumably to go and tell some more people. Christina turned and grinned at me, I knew what was going through her mind right away.

"Give me five minutes to eat, please Chris," I pleaded, and she sighed.

"Fine, but then we're going straight to mine." She says, I roll my eyes at her, but don't reply.