Sorry but this isn't a new chapter; it's more like a replaced chapter. I was reading this chapter last night and I didn't like how it was. I changed some things around and after I finished, I liked this version better. Sorry if there were people that liked the original chapter but I thought that this version flowed more with the story. I will update the next chapter on Tuesday.

Anyways, here is the revised chapter. Enjoy and I don't own Divergent

Chapter 6

FOUR'S POV

It has been almost a week since Tris was kidnapped and there was still no sign of her. We checked all of the Dauntless compound but Tris wasn't anywhere. Uriah was able to start an investigation since he was a leader; well, not really but Max said he would help find Tris. He and Uriah had been questioning people for the past few days to see if anyone knew anything about what happened to Tris. No one knew anything, until one day.

I was in the control room, looking through tapes, when Christina barged in. "We have a lead." I jumped out of my seat and followed Christina to Max's office. We walked into the room to find Max, Uriah, and West in the room. "What do you have?" I asked.

"West said he might know who kidnapped Tris," said Uriah.

"I'm not certain but it's a start," said West. "Anyway, right after Tris was kidnapped, I got a letter saying they needed medicine for colds and to deliver it to this address." West held out the letter with the address on it. "So I did what the letter said and went to the address. I then realized that the address was close to the prison. A man came out, took the medicine, and walked away."

"Who was the man that ordered the medicine?" I asked

West hesitated before answering, "Peter."

TRIS'S POV

I shivered in the chair I was tied to. I tried to think of how many days I've been trapped here but it was hard to tell when there were no windows or clocks to tell me when it was morning or night. I figured, though; that when Peter comes in must mean it was the end of the day. Every time Peter came, he did the same thing. He would cut me, beat me, give me medicine, and water. He also felt my forehead before his 'activities'.

My body started shaking and I went into a coughing fit. Did I forget to mention that the medicine Peter gave me was the stuff I was allergic to? I don't know why Peter was trying to make me sick again but whatever it was, it wasn't helping the state that I'm in. There are cuts layered all over my body, some were deep and would probably need stitches while others were grazes. The chair I was sitting on was probably drenched in blood and there was probably a small puddle of blood surrounding the chair. There were probably bruises on my face and stomach from when Peter hit me if I cried out when he cut me.

I thought of my friends and wondered what was taking them so long. Unless Peter was working with someone, I shouldn't be hard to find. Tobias, where are you?

FOUR'S POV

I ran to Peter's apartment and knocked the door down. "Peter!" I yelled, searching the apartment; no one was here. Uriah, Christina, and Max came in and helped me to search Peter's apartment as well. I then found a note on Peter's bed; I picked it up and started reading it. You'll never find me nor Tris. She's in a place where the worst have gone. I reread the note and tried to think of where Peter has Tris but I couldn't come up with anything.

"Did you find something?" Christina asked, walking up beside me. I showed her the note and she read it, a confused look appearing on her face. "Maybe the others will know what Peter is talking about?" She walked over to Max and Uriah and gave them the note. They both read the note and while Uriah's face showed confusion, Max's eyes lit up in realization.

"Do you know where Tris is?" I asked.

"Yes," said Max. "There used to be a holding cell behind the prison where we kept our worst criminals. A few years ago, we stopped using the holding cell and just executed the criminals."

"I'll lead you to it," Uriah said. "I stumbled across it once during a game of truth or dare." We all stared at him, raising an eyebrow. "I was dared to go to this place and sit in it for five minutes. I didn't know that it was the holding cell."

"You three go, I'll get the doctors," said Max. "I'm pretty sure Tris will need it."

I didn't need to be told twice.

TRIS'S POV

The door to my cell opened and I had to squint from the light that entered the room. I saw Peter walk in with an angry look on his face. "Your friends have ruined my plans so we are switching to Plan B." Peter untied me and then threw me to the floor. He got on top of me, forced my arms behind my back, and tied my wrists together. I saw him write something on a piece of paper and place it on the chair. Peter forced me to my feet and dragged me out of the room.

FOUR'S POV

We got to the prison and Uriah led us to the back, where a single door stood. I then entered a cell and found a chair covered in blood and a note on the chair. I picked up the note and read what it said. You're too late, Four. My eyes widen and I ran out of the call, ignoring the calls of my friends.

TRIS'S POV

I had no idea where Peter was taking me but it couldn't be good. My legs were actually stiff from sitting on the chair for so long that I couldn't really move them, so I just let Peter drag me to wherever he was going. When I heard the sound of rushing water, though; I suddenly found access strength and started struggling in Peter's grasp. "Hold still, Stiff," Peter said, then slapped me across the face. I let out a muffled scream, hoping that someone would hear me and save me. We got to the Chasm and Peter grabbed me by the throat and lifted me over the railing. I tried to kick him but my short legs couldn't reach him. Peter smiled at me and then said, "I'll see you in hell, Stiff." He released me and I screamed as I fell.

Dun dun dun! Will Tris be saved? Who is going to save Tris? Who do you want to save Tris? Why am I asking these questions? Don't answer that last one. Review and tell me :)