"Oh. My. God." Caleb breathed as he rolled onto the grass.

"It's great isn't it?" I grinned, grateful that I was still able to feel that magical rush of adrenaline that made me feel alive.

"Uh- no, not really..." He said looking like he had almost been run over or something. Oh. Yeah. Right. It was crazy scary the first time. Jumping from trains and buildings was totally a Dauntless only type of activity. An activity that I myself had grown to love. It might found strange but everything in Dauntless had an element of fear to it and more than anything the things of adrenaline excited me. The zip wire, the trains, being the first jumper; it all excited me. I think it was because as a little girl I'd always see them jumping from trains or climbing up buildings and I'd think that I wanted to be just like them. I of course never saw the inside battles, fights and training so didn't know back then that it was always fun send games for them. That stuff clearly never appealed to my brother. I've never even thought about what it would have been like if we had both transferred into the same faction because I could have never been an Erudite and he could never have been a Dauntless. I wonder if his test results told him that Erudite was the place for him because I'd always thought he just wanted to be happy. I used to think that if he did transfer it would be to Amity to live a life of happiness and kindness. That was until I found his secret stash of books of course. It was kind of silly really. Imagine if I had a secret stack of knives to practice throwing or if I went train hopping throughout the night. For some reason I never thought that future factions could be practiced or studied. But then, I guess Dauntless is the only one that couldn't be prepared for. Anyone could practice kindness, honesty or selflessness or study hard for knowledge but how would one not living in Dauntless ever know how to practice a Dauntless lifestyle of bravery and downright craziness.

Standing up and looking around I realised I had no idea where we were and my instinct was to find Tobias. I spotted him crouched down next to Marcus and took a few wary steps towards them.

"Stiff! Uh- I mean Tris..." Peter said from where he stood near them.

"Yes Peter?" I asked, choosing to ignore his faction based insult for me as he corrected himself. I wonder if he corrected himself to play nice or because my birth faction no longer exists.

"I think we need you to do some magic over here. You can do that right ? I mean you're the only girl so..."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, walking over to them.

"Yeah, what are you talking about Peter? Being a girl doesn't make her able to fix him." Tobias said standing up and taking a few steps backwards; his eyes not leaving his father.

"I just thought... I don't know. Her brother then? He was an Erudite for awhile... Maybe he can use his knowledge or whatever to-"

"Just shut up Peter!" Tobias cut him off, sounding more aggressive with each word he spoke. What the hell is going on? I thought trying to see past them.

"What's going on?" Caleb asked, looking as confused as I felt.

"Just... Leave... Me..." I heard someone breath out. Marcus? He sounded as if he was in pain.

Pushing past Peter and standing next to Tobias I saw him laying on the ground looking like he had been in a beginners version of a Dauntless initiate fight. Sure blood was covering one of his legs but other than that I couldn't see a single mark on the man. How could someone so violent and abusive be so weak? I wanted to laugh but I also wanted to kick him. Instead I turned to Tobias and asked,

"What now?"

"I guess me and Peter can drag him along." He stated still staring down at his father. I couldn't even imagine the thoughts and emotions going through his head. He wasn't exactly overjoyed at the fact of having him here and he didn't suggest a way of helping him but he also didn't seem to consider leaving him. Maybe that was because he didn't want Peter and Caleb to know the truth or maybe deep down he still saw him as his father. Well, he is his father. But maybe being the guy that he is he could just never bear to willingly watch someone suffer. Maybe he will always just be the better person.

"Just leave me here to die..." Marcus grumbled from the floor.

"No offence but can you just shut up and grow up? Your leg's bleeding. You're not dying. How old are you?" Peter said to Marcus sounding annoyed. This guy did stab someone in the eye with a butter knife remember. I don't think he has it in him to tolerate a grown man whining over a minor - at least in the eyes of Dauntless - leg wound.

"Peter." Tobias said; turning around to glare at him.

"Why? If this was initiate training you know he'd be told to get up, suck it up and walk." Peter said, speaking the truth. If this were Dauntless training that is exactly what would have happened. Eric would have loved it.

"Does it look like we're in Dauntless, Peter? Does it look like we're in a faction? Do you think you're still a promising little initiate? Do you think you're still going to become Eric's sidekick or whatever it was that you were aiming for? Face facts Peter, we're not dauntless anymore. We're factionless." Tobias stated. He said it as if he were giving directions to the cafeteria or the bathroom or something. Like it was simple. Like it didn't matter. Maybe it doesn't matter. Maybe we can still be whoever we are supposed to be without a faction. That doesn't stop me from feeling sad though. I have less of a right to feel this way though as like Tobias I was always pretending. We don't fit into any faction. We're divergent. We're too different to fit into our world. That is too sad for me to even think about. There is one thing I don't regret though and that is transferring to Dauntless. It might sound stupid after everything that's happened - okay it sounds really stupid - but if I didn't choose Dauntless then I never would have met Tobias. I never would have made friends - real friends who I hope to see again someday - and I never would have learned to live and take risks for myself instead of others. It's really weird but I can't help imagining what would have happened if this attack never happened. If I had become Dauntless. I could have had an amazing life with Tobias and we could have had Dauntless children. I could have lived with my best friends. But then at the same time I would have had to truly accept life without my family - my blood family - and with the way it was I don't think I could have done that. Unless I convinced Tobias to take over like the other leaders hoped for. Maybe that way Dauntless could have been the perfect world. But I guess Tobias is right. Like he said to Peter we are factionless now and life as we know it is gone and we're just going to have to accept that. I just don't know how I'm supposed to accept it right now.

A/N - I'm sorry that this has taken me so long to upload but college work has taken over my life way too much D: I feel like this chapter should be a lot longer as well but the last sentence if it just seemed like the end of this part to me... I am going to try my best to get out another chapter ASAP but I really don't have a lot of time for anything right now :( I'm getting a blood test tomorrow so I won't be at my college placement so I will try to at least start the next chapter tomorrow if I have the time after I've written up some things I need to take in on Friday! I do have to get my essay finished over the weekend but I should be able to find enough time to get another chapter finished so basically what I'm trying to say is that I am going to try my hardest to get another chapter uploaded by the end of next Wednesday but I am sorry if it ends up being later and hope you will still continue to read my story...