A/N

Yay new chapter! I'm so sorry it took a bit. I wanted to get this up Saturday, but with work, child, and life I was stuck in some parts. But here it is. Enjoy! [:

"Alright everyone listen up! Today we will be teaching you have to shoot a gun. Then after we'll get down into fighting. Tomorrow we'll put up a progress report of scores to see where you guys are." Eric says as we line up in a room next to the training room. This one has targets lining the back wall, with stalls a good distance away. He walks in front of us as he speaks, stopping at me since I'm at the end and looks at me. I give him a small smile which he doesn't return.

This morning I woke up before everyone. Which was really odd to me. I stepped into the shower giving myself a moment to mentally smack myself for yesterday. But what I did was done, so I have to take what I dished out. When I stepped out in my towel everyone was just rubbing the sleep out of their eyes. Walking over to my bed I saw something on it. It was a pile of clothes, the vial with blue liquid in it, and a blueberry muffin. I smirked, grabbing the vial and chugging it down and taking a bite of the muffin right after to get rid of the taste. The pants were tight, actually fitting for a change. The shirt covered all of my front, bur left the back completely bare, rendering a bra useless. 'That fucker.' I thought as I quickly threw everything on and sat on my bed, waiting for everyone else finish getting ready.

Which lead us to where we were now. Eric motions for all of us to approach a stall, a gun broken down into several pieces in front of us. He shows us all how to assemble the gun, place in the magazine and click a bullet into place. I look down at the gun in front of me. I've held one before, but never put one together, let alone fire one. I follow Eric's instructions carefully, placing in each piece until I heard an audible click. Once I slid in the magazine and click in the bullet, I went to put the gun down. Instead the gun fires, sending a bullet down and missing the target. I dropped the gun as everyone else jumped, some even ducking just in case.

"What the fuck was that?" Eric snarls, his eyes traveling down the line and stopping at me, which my hands were covering my mouth that was slacked open. My eyes widen as he stalks over to me, his shoulders setting back to make him taller. "Explain yourself Initiate!" He says once he reached me.

"I…..I….It was an accident." I say around my hands.

"You don't accidentally fire off a gun! What if that hit someone and they died?! You would be tried for murder." He roars, and I shrink back against the stall. This wasn't just leader in training Eric. This was full leader Eric, and I didn't like it. I wanted the nicer one back.

"I'm sorry." I whisper, not bothering to look at him. He grabs my chin with his hand and forces my face up. He was seething and his eyes are as hard as steel. I looked for the Eric I saw yesterday in the infirmary, but I knew he was gone.

"Go into the training room, and stay there until I come get you. Don't. Touch. Anything." He says between his teeth. He pushes me towards the door, and I stumble a bit before catching myself and shuffling out the door. I walk into the training room next door and sit down next to the fighting mat. I drop my face into my hands and groan. What the hell is his problem? Why is he acting like such an ass? Yes I'll admit to myself that what happened was really stupid, but it was really an accident.

I must have fallen asleep while waiting because the sound of a gun going off wakes me and I fall over onto the mat. I look to see Eric with a gun in each hand. One is raised up pointing at the ceiling, still smoking from the shot fired. The other is held carefully pointing at the ground. He's still in his leader mode, expressionless and hard eyed.

"Get up and follow me." He says turning back and walking to the side of the room. I jump up and run after him, watching as he unlocks a side door and leads me in. The room is a lot smaller than the training or target room, but it has enough room for 2 punching bags and a single shooting range. He leads us to the single stall and places one of the guns on the table in front. I step into the stall and look down at the gun while he stands directly behind me. "Take the gun apart." He tells me, and it takes a moment before I grab the gun, making sure the safety's on this time.

It takes me a while to take it all apart, and I set each piece down in its own spot. I look back at him once it's done and he's looking at the one in his other hand, inspecting it. He doesn't look up at me as he speaks. "Put it back together." I turn back and start to do as he said, still keeping an ear out for him. He has me take it apart and put it back together 5 times, occasionally making me take off the safety and teaching me trigger safety, putting my finger next to the trigger, not on it.

The last time I start to place the gun together, I hear his safety turn off as I place in the pin. He tried to hide it with the click of my gun, but I recognized the different sound. I slow down on putting mine together, taking my time as to not alert him of what I heard. When I finish I hear both guns cock at the same time, to which I quickly turn off my safety, and turn to face him with my gun in the air pointing at his head. He has the same stance, his pointing at me and his finger next to the trigger, but not on it. My breath comes out uneven, my chest rising and falling quickly. We stand like that for what feels like ages, not saying anything.

I finally break the silence, holding my gun tight to not show my hands shaking. "What the fuck? One day you're nice to me, next you're ready to blow my head off? What is your fucking problem?" I stare at his face, going from his cold grey eyes to his mouth that's playing with the lip ring. He raises an eyebrow but doesn't say anything. "Fucking ANSWER ME!" I shout, my hand shaking now.

His face goes back to his 'leader face', lowering his gun and returning the safety back on and holstering it into his belt. I keep my gun trained on him as he turn to walk out of the room. "You're done for the day. Go to lunch and you're not fighting after." He says before disappearing from sight. I quickly throw on the safety and drop the gun, falling to my knees while shaking. Now I really want to know what his fucking problem is.

After a while I stand to my feet, grabbing the gun off the floor and putting it back on the table in the stall. I walk out of the room and close the door, then leave the empty training room, running my fingers through my hair as I walk towards the dining hall.

Lunch went by quickly. Christina had the vial waiting for me next to two huge plates of food when I showed up. I was still to shaken up to eat, so I downed the vial and picked at the food. When I explained to everyone what happened when they asked, they all were shocked and frowned.

"He's crazy." Christina had said, which everyone agreed, including Trystan. I stayed quiet during lunch, looking over occasionally to see if Eric was at his usual spot. He never showed, which for some reason made me feel sad. You idiot, he just pointed a gun at your head. You shouldn't even be wondering about him. I sighed and shook myself mentally. I really had to get it together.

I thought about not going back to the training room with everyone, just going up to Max's office and getting the key so I could clean and get it over with. But I know I have to be there for everyone, even if I don't like almost half of my training class. Will fights Al first, which we could tell Al was holding back. When he took a peek at us for a moment, I gave him a nod that said just do it. Eric sees the interaction, which he made a smart remark about having to stop for nap time, and to get on with it. Al ended up knocking Will out cold a couple moves later, then dragging him off the mat and to us.

Christina was up against Molly, which made me extremely anxious. Molly wasn't much bigger than Christina, but her build is what scared me. When they stepped on the mat, Molly had this look about her. Like she knew what to do to make sure you never got back up. I gulped as Eric signaled for them to start.

"I can't fucking believe he made you hang from the Chasm after your fight with Molly." I said as I bit a big piece of roll. I pointed at Christina across from me at the dinner table while I finished chewing. "We have to get him back."

"Oh no way!" Will said shaking his head and paling some. "He's just a leader in training now and he's doing that. Wait till he's an actual leader. He could kill us and make it look like a suicide and no one would question it." I rolled my eyes at him from his spot next to Christina.

"I don't mean anything bad, just something that gives him a taste of his own medicine." I say shrugging while pulling my now empty place away from Al who was next to me. "Guys, please no more extra plates. If you guys keep it up I'll be as big as a house." They chuckled but nodded their heads in agreement.

"I'm fine Rose, plus I had you guys there with me so I knew if anything happened you guys would help me. And I have to agree with Will on this one. No payback." She said in between bites of hamburger. I sighed and rolled my eyes again as I looked back at the leaders table. Eric was the only one left at the table and he was already looking at me. He raised his hand and crooked one finger at me, signaling me to come here. He was still in his leader mode, that I could tell since we're in the second busiest place in Dauntless. I scoffed at him, turning my back to him and looking back at my friends. "So who's up for tattoos and shopping after dinner?" Christina asks to which everyone nods except me. I start to speak but get interrupted.

There was a loud bang, and half of the dining hall turned to look in the direction of it. Eric had his fists on the table, staring at me with daggers in his eyes. I sighed, turning back to my friends while standing up. "Maybe after my punishment if it's not too late I'll catch up with you guys. See ya." I say while Al rubs my back once and I squeeze my shoulders while walking over to Eric. Everyone stars as I sit down in front of him on the other side of the table. I raise an eyebrow at him as he stays quiet. "You rudely requested my presence?"

He reaches down into his pocket and rolls the vial onto the table towards me. I catch it before it falls off and hold it in my hand. He turns back to his plate not saying anything. I look at the vial and back to him, waiting for him to say something, but nothing comes. "That's it? You made that big scene for that?" He flicks his eyes up at me and gives a smirk, it doesn't reach the rest of his face, and he looks back down at his plate. I slit my eyes at him, downing the liquid and tossing the vial into his plate. He looks up then, but I stand up and start to walk out the hall. I'm at the door when a hand grabs my arm. It's soft and gentle, definitely not the person I was thinking.

I turn to look into big green eyes. "Aren't you Rose?"

DUN DUN DUNNN! Who's the new person? What do they want? I guess we'll have to see.

How did you guys Eric today? Was he good? Terrible? I crave your opinion! Go tell me, do it! [: