Second Chapter. Tell me what you think!

My first thought was, they're certainly not going to kill the initiates now. And that is why I walked over to the other side of the roof and yelled, "Get out of the effing way, people!"

The all moved to look my way, just enough time for me as I ran through the crowd and leaped off the edge of the building, dropping down with amazing speed.

It felt so good and right then under a second in the air, I decided that if there was a bounce or a trampoline at the bottom and I didn't die, it would be good to enjoy being in the air while it lasted. And if there was nothing there and the instructors wanted to see who was stupid enough to jump to their own doom, I might as well enjoy the last seconds of my life.

I laughed and whooped out of joy as I fell, giggling when I landed in a net, "Of course," I grinned, getting out just in case anyone jumped right after I did.

An older looking boy with unruly jet black hair and grey eyes fixed on me. He like he was 19 or even 20 and very attractive. The thought left my mind when I saw what he was staring at. I got out of the net and pulled my shirt up a bit, glaring at him.

"Stop looking at me like that."

He shrugged, his eyes piercingly alluring and his mouth set in a firm line, only moving to say, "I was given the view. And I accepted."

"Perv."

"Bi-."

"Let's not get carried away now shall we," a gorgeous looking girl appeared with shimmering blonde hair that went almost to her waist and dark eyes. If the guy was an example of a god, she was an example of a goddess, "What's your name?"

"Ice."

She gave me a slight smile, only making her look even more gorgeous, "First jumper, ICE!" she yelled, her voice soft yet powerful that I was sure it reached the building above.

The guy marked something on his clipboard and looked at the girl, "She's not with me. She's a Dauntless initiate."

The girl smirked, "Of course. Their always the first to jump," I saw a clipboard in her hand. She flashed up and marked it before tapping her foot impatiently looking up the hole, "Was anyone else up there with you?"

"Yeah like 10 more people," after the word, 'yeah', my voice was cut off by a whopping that sounded too much like my own as another person fell into the net.

I recognized the boy as the dirty blonde surfer looking dude from Amity. For an Amity, he sure was enjoying his suppose death.

"That was awesome, dudes!" and he even talked like a surfer. I knew he was someone to like right off the bat.

"What's your name?" the girl asked him.

"Finn," he grinned and looked at me, winking before turning back to the girl, clearly seeking a more older and better looking target. Who could blame him? The girl was to drool over. Which was why I didn't understand when the pervert from before wasn't complete drooling over her.

"Finn, as in, the fish?"

He made a face, "Nooo. Finn as in…Finn," he rolled his eyes as if it was obvious. I was going to love this guy.

The girl rolled her eyes too and glanced shortly at the pervert, "Transfer."

"With a nod, the perv marked something on his clipboard. I wanted to know his name. More because it was getting on my perv not knowing it than getting tired of calling him a perv. Which he was.

Finn stood by me and we slowly watched the initiates fall like it was raining people. After the 8th person fell down, I recognized him as the lanky candor from before fell.

Two sides will collide in, between Death and the rest! Death…death!

I touched my head with a frown. What the hell was that? It felt like a flash in my head and for a second I thought I saw Death on his horse with the little devil beside him. Everything was dark, like The Hobbit kind of scene.

Weird.

I forgot about it when the older girl with the clipboard gathered us all together, "Dauntless initiates there, transfers there," she said, pointing to where we should each be. There were about 6 dauntless initiates and 5 transfers.

The girl turned to us, the Dauntless initiates and started, "I'm Selena, I'll be overseeing your training for the next week and decide what role you'll be playing in Dauntless."

"I'm Jack. What Selena said just now goes for you guys too," he looked at his own group with not as much as a smile, just a pokerface but even with that, everyone else was scared to go near him.

As if she'd been used to it, Selena walked up to Jack and put an arm around his shoulders, whispering something to him forcefully before giving us all a small smile.

"Jack might be intimidating but…" she looked as if she tried to come up with something to say forcefully and shrugged, "Well, he is."

He rolled his eyes and said, "I'll take your group with me. Go set up the training room."

She glared at him, "It's your turn to clean it! You had a whole year."

He smirked, "You shouldn't have gotten the last drink."

"You're unbelievable," she shook her head, blonde hair swirling around her. I swear the boys drew in a little closer, "Fine. But I'll get you back."

"We'll see," he said mildly and as Selena walked off, he looked each and every single one of us in the eye, everyone dropping their eyes quickly except Finn. I thought a saw a bit of approval in Jack's piercing grey eyes when Finn held his gaze. He turned to me and my first instinct was to drop my gaze. His eyes were so…captivating. A black ring surrounded the grey in his eyes and it felt like the longer I looked into them, the more I wanted to get to know him. His eyes left mine, trailing a bit lower. I looked away a bit of color in my cheeks.

Dammit, what the hell was that?

I looked up just to see him nod once, continuing his survey around the group. He muttered, "We'll see where this iniaition leads," with that, he started walking. We didn't know if we should follow or not but he just kept going so I supposed we should follow.

"A bit about me. I was born in Dauntless and I stayed in Dauntless. 2 years ago I finished 2nd to one of the leaders in Dauntless," he pointed to a guy that ran passed them. Without even looking the guy's way, Jack called, "Another jump?"

"Got drunk, got a tattoo, and got stupid," the guy said breezily and was gone.

"Here's the leader?" someone asked.

Jack turned and gazed at no one in particular, "He's one of the leaders," he said and we entered a huge clearing, "The Pit, children."

Children? He said two years ago so that meant he was just 18, 2 years older than they were. And he was calling them children?

He doesn't even look 18. He looks like those young guys in their twenties. Then I thought, maybe he grew up too fast. But the way he whisked around and glared at all of us as if we've said something totally stupid behind, him, I didn't feel so bad for him even if he had.

"That is the Chasm," he pointed to the huge waterfall that I'd seen a couple of times but never seemed to cease to amaze me. I heard some 'oohs' and 'ahhs'.

Jack's eyes narrowed at that, "It might look pretty but it's been a getaway from life for cowards who are too afraid to face their struggles," he told us all. The way he spoke, so passionately and almost angrily, I knew he wasn't too big on giving up and he'd had his own struggles, "Dauntless doesn't accept that."

"What do you mean?" Finn asked.

Jack didn't lessen his demeanor, "Dauntless is about using your fear as strength, not something to hold you back," he pointed to the Chasm again, "Only two kinds of people jump of the rail: Cowards who would rather die than face life head on, or drunken ass idiots who feel the need to be extreme."

As he said that, the leader came over and gave us all a once over, looking back at Jack, "I'm thinking of the cutting fingers method."

Jack snickered, "Good luck with that."

Wow…I didn't think Jack had a laugh gene. Well, all humans do but the seriousness in his eyes, the intensity in his stare, his disciplined and intimidating stance…it was hard to believe a guy like him laughed.

I guess to mess with the leader, he took out a flask and chugged as fast as he could. The leader rolled his eyes and turned to us, "I'm Eric. One of the leaders of Dauntless. Let that be a lesson to you all. It may be an easy way to escape your problems, but it's the lowest form. Having being factionless is more honorable than being a coward. Remember that," he told us and punched Jack's shoulder, the flask going up and he reached for it.

Jack smirked as it landed back in his hands. Eric glared at him, "Selfish ass."

"All you have to do is say the magic word."

Eric was going to retort when anither hot looking guy in an apron came up, "New champion."

With a roll of his eyes, Jack waved Eric off to go do his bidding and turned to us. He was about to say something when a guy asked, "How old are you?"

"Do the math, idiot. He's 18."

"He looks older…"

"Calculations before assumptons," the girl who answered the question told the guy.

"Smart-asss."

"Big mouth."

"Shut up," Jack said bluntly and turned around, starting to walk again.

I guess the guy didn't get what shut up meant because he asked again, "What's the cutting fingers method?"

Jack spun around, clearly annoyed, "Do you want me to demonstrate, Candor?"

"No," the guy said clearly getting the point.

But feeling the needed to explain anyway, Jack retorted, "Eric wants to cut people's finger's off every time they get drunk."

"Then what would be the point of drinking," Finn next to me asked.

"I know," Jack gave Finn an approving look before leading us to places I already knew. I turned to Finn with a raised eyebrow.

"You drink alcohol? You're not even 18."

"I never said alcohol. I get drunk on tea," Finn said with a glint. I rolled my eyes. Lots of rolling of eyes so far in Dauntless.

"For the transfers, I want to make something clear. Here in Dauntless, we turn fear into strength. Do you know what that means?" Jack looked around his intimidating grey eyes, his black hair making him even more dangerous. When no one answered, he narrowed his eyes and continued, "You're going to exposed to you fears; fears you never even knew existed. Fears from your worst nightmares. All of that is going to be exposed."

The guy from before snickered, "And how does that happen?"

"What's your name?" Jack asked.

"Peter."

"Peter, I can be one of your fears, trust me I can make your imitation a living hell," there was no menace in Jack's voice but everything sort of stopped and even Peter looked a bit regretful. But Jack continued, "In a week, some of you will be the strongest you'll ever be. Some will be the weakest."

"You still haven't-."

"Careful, Peter. You never know when you've made my torture list. But since you want to know how it works, I'll let you be the first to try it when the time comes," Jack said. He wasn't smirking but I knew he took pleasure and was imagining how Peter would be. I started to think Jack was a sadist. Just a little.

He gave us a tour of the place. We ended at a dorm room, everyone tired of the long walk. Well, not everyone. Most of the transfers. All dauntless initiates were pretty much dying for some excitement, not this boring tour.

"This is the dorm for transfers. Yes, same dorm, both sexes, don't have too much fun," he told them and started to walk away. The Dauntless initiates started to follow him. I was following when I heard Peter say: "Thinks he's all that."

"Maybe he is," I shrugged.

Jack turned and glared death at both of us, "Do not make assumptions."

Peter shut his trap but as we walked, I said, "I wasn't. I said maybe."

"There's just yes or no. A true dauntless would know that."

"You're saying I'm not a true dauntless?" I asked more angry than surprised.

"Yes. Now stop acting like a candor and shut up. You kids are making my head poung," he walked a bit faster ahead of us, his posture stiffing.

I made up my mind then that Jack might've possibly been the hottest man alive on the entire globe, but he was also the biggest ass I've ever known. I didn't think I could hate someone so fast. But I really, really disliked him. I was just glad that he wasn't my instructor.