" You aren't at all worried about what they will tell you?" She asks him. "Are you?" came the reply. A small curve envelopes the face of the most simple yet the prettiest girl. "Not really," She says. "Well have a nice day." The image starts swirling like a kaleidoscope in motion. "Caleb,I love you." echoes her voice.
Caleb wakes up, not surprised at all. It has become daily routine for him. He wipes the sweat of his face. It has been two days since he met Tobias; since he told him his plan. He had texted him exactly 8 hours ago about when to meet and where to meet, but no reply has come since then.
He stands up from the purple holster and revises his plan. After he had met four, he had straight gone to the lab. He only told his plan to Cara, after all she deserved to know. She had agreed to his plan without a question. He had instructed her to try the serum if it works. And to no astonishment, it did work. The experiment proved that the serum contained some unique and rare chemicals that could easily turn any living creature immortal. The chimp didn't die when he was shot thrice in the head. As soon as he found out about it, he had texted him. That was four hours ago.
The phone rings suddenly. Caleb quickly grabs the blower hoping it would be Four on the other side.
"Hello, four," Caleb answers hopefully.
"Dude it's me, Jordan." Came the reply.
"Oh!," Caleb sighs disappointingly."What's up?"
"No time for chit-chats. There is a problem with the chimp."
"Whats wrong? " Caleb asks, quickly paying attention.
"The chimp has started behaving a bit weirdly," answers Jordan.
Someone from behind makes a comment and snatches the blower from Jordan.
"Give me the blower," Cassey says irritably. " Well the chimp we experimented on has developed some of its own characteristics of a thrall. And is worshiping a picture drawn by him. I don't know whats happening."
Tension rose around Caleb. "I will talk to you later." With that he keeps the blower down.
It was almost time for him to leave for the headquarters. He couldn't wait any longer so he decides to go alone. After all everything he does is for Beatrice from now on.
The erudite headquarters stands as tall as it always did in front of his eyes. The horror of everything that happened there grouches him. But he can't go back now. He can't let one more Beatrice to go through with the torture. As he takes the next step, a voice comes from behind.
"Going with us?"
Caleb turns around and gets amused by the sight of his friends, Beatrice's friend. Christina, Amar, Zeke, Matthew and in front of them, the boy she loved. More than anything. The boy who stood as a living example of being brave and courageous at the same time. Tobias Eaton.
"I didn't know that you guys would actually come."
"Why wouldn't we? We were missing our good old Dauntless days." Christina replies excitedly.
"And this is for Tris." Four says. "I would go against the whole universe , just for my Tris."
"Well, I think we should better start moving. We have an hour at the most." Amar interjects. "George says that the buildings all clear from the entrance two. And we are in luck as it is the shortest route to the record room."
"Let's start with some action," Zeke says.
"We all can't go in together. It's very risky," Amar says. "Matthew and Zeke, you stay out and see if there is any movement. Christina and I will guard the doors of the record room, while Four and Caleb can get the files."
"As you wish," Zeke replies grumpily.
While Zeke and Matthew guards the door. The four of them enters the building. The familiar scent hits Caleb in the face. The smell of craved knowledge and wisdom. The creaked wooden floors. He breathes heavily and then exhales it. The smell is not of craved knowledge but of those innocent minds which were tortured here. As they start moving further into the dark corridors of the building, old memories surfaces not only in Caleb's mind but also in Four's mind.
When Amar had said that it was going to be the shortest route, no one believed him except for Caleb. It proved to be the shortest of the short route. They reached the record room in just two minutes.
"Off you go," Amar says to them. "We don't have much time."
With a final glimpse of Amar and Christina in the doorway, they went inside the room. Caleb had never been to this section of the headquarters. The record room was like a flowing river. Every part of the room had huge 40 feet tall shelves. And he could have bet that there were more than 100 of them.
"Damn! Now what? "Says Four, angrily.
"Don't worry. I think this part of the information would be in the confidential section of the room." Caleb says, confidently.
"You mean this section?" Four said instantly.
Caleb may be the genius but Four had years of training in identifying and finding things in in an instant. This time was no different.
Caleb smiles at him which did not reflex back. Newton's law didn't work with Four, apparently. He quickly searched the shelves and finally found what he was looking for. A file titled "AMRIT" Caleb knew it was immortality drink in hindi.
"Found it." Caleb looks at Four, who comes and stands beside Caleb and opens the file.
MISSION-IMMORTALITY.
DATE-5/6/2018
INFORMATION-
Mr. Monk, the only immortal man in this world experimented with chemicals and his body and succeeded in making a serum of unimaginable powers. It is said the drinker can become immortal after injecting itself with it. The serum not only makes the consumer immortal but also makes the consumer a thrall to the person whose DNA is mixed with it. The components required for it and the procedure is all explained in the next page. Mr. Monk still lives. In the downtown of Chicago. Now known as Mr. INVINCIBLE. This powerful experiment did not prove to be worth it in that era but now it is. Years of planning is finally being paid off. Our head, Jeannine wants all the factions to be under her. So she plans on developing this serum again with the help of Mr. Monk and…
That was that. The page had been torn and the next couple of pages were not there either.
"Oh my god! This is crazy." Four says.
"Whoever has that information is trying to rule us we need to stop him before its too late." Caleb says.
"This cannot happen. If we are to be ruled again, Tris's sacrifice would mean nothing." Four looks at Caleb and says.
"Let's not lose our calmness." Caleb says. " I know exactly where to find the missing piece of the puzzle."
Four thinks for a minute and suddenly says. "Mr. Monk."
"Yes, but let's get out of this building first." Caleb whispers.
"I guess it's a bit late now for getting out." Comes a female voice from behind.
Caleb doesn't need to turn back to see who she is. Her voice had become his only hope for surviving in the times of despair when they were together. The best couple of weeks in his life. His heartbeat stopped for a moment.
"Susan." Caleb confirms. He turns behind and sees a total different person than the girl he knew. The girl who belonged to her. A year ago if someone would have seen Susan, they would have called her a stiff. But not today, Tight black jeans with a bright red crop top enveloped her body, showing the curves of her body. The perfect body. High heeled black boots with her wavy blonde hair with amazing red streaks showing her confidence. The dark eye liner in her eyes and red hot lipstick adorned her beauty. She was the most beautiful girl in the world for Caleb. She was Susan but somehow not the Susan he remembers.
"Well, it's a pity and a shame at the same time," Susan said with an aura of rage. "Shame because you just disobeyed a rule of our free Chicago by entering restricted area and pity because you won't go alive from here."
"Susan, it's me." Caleb interjects. Maybe for the first time Susan lays her eyes on him. A look of recognition flashes in her eyes and then it disappears.
"Excuse me?" Susan retorts. "I don't know you, Mr. whoever you are. I am a trained officer of Chicago. And I just caught you in action." Her eyes goes to Four, who had decided not to enter in the quarrel of two close people. "And Mr. Eaton, I didn't expect this from you. Ms. Johanna speaks so highly of you and this is what you doing behind her back."
Four looks puzzled for a second because of being addressed by Susan.
"Susan, its better if you stay out of this time. Whatever we are doing is for your and every one's good."
"Huh! Right. Violating a rule wouldn't do any one good." She fights back.
"Susan," Caleb says again. "Please. Believe in me." He looks directly in her eyes. Knowing that she doesn't recognize him. But somehow, Susan moves back and clutches her forehead as a sharp pain grills in her head.
"Are you okay?" Caleb says,worriedly.
"Yes, Stay away from me. And I am giving you guys a last warning. You better not take anything from her. And Mr. Eaton, I would like to discuss something with you in the morning about this chaos." She emphasizes.
"As you say, Ms. Black." Four replies.
With that Caleb and Four starts moving towards the door and Four exits through it before Caleb does.
Caleb turns back and looks at her again.
"The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent , A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent." Quotes Caleb before leaving. "It's your favorite poem, isn't it?" with that he leaves the room with a surprised Susan. Susan Black, not Susan "stiff" Black. His Susan but not now isnt the time to think about only thing in his mind is to get to the truth of Amrit. To save Beatrice.