A/N: hey guys! Sorry it took so long to get this up, but I've been a lil busy. But I'm so sore that I can't even move, so I'm stuck writing. Here we go.

TTavaresX: First off, this is a Tobias/OC story for a reason. It all gets complicated as it goes on. I hope you don't stop reading even if I won't change it :)

TheWitchTwins: Aren't you proud of me for finally getting this up? See you tomorrow!

Baileyboo1207: I guess you'll just have to read and find out, huh? :)

Summary: He feels another pang in his chest. And he almost... almost goes back for Tris instead. But, just as at his Choosing Ceremony, he has only one choice, and he's already made it. A Tobias/OC or Four/OC story.

As always, my autocorrect sucks so any and all mistakes are my phone's fault.

Chapter One: Let's Get Started
"Today's the day!" Emily called cheerfully. Four rolled his eyes at his black haired friend. She was much too eager to train the initiates. Then again, he remembered, last year, when they had been initiates, both of them had been excited for their own training. It only made sense that they would work with the initiates.
"Yep, our first batch of initiates," he tried to mimick the excited tone in her voice. He usually tried not to show any emotion, considering that would show weakness, but today was a special occasion. They were meeting the first group of initiates they would be training. They heard a Sharp whistle. They looked up to see Eric coming towards them. He held his head high. A little too high. He had that sense of arrogance about him that only a new Dauntless leader could.
"Hello all!" He said, smiling. When he did so, the holes in his lip widened.
"Well aren't you in a fantastic mood?" Emily asked. Eric shrugged.
"Just excited to mold young minds," once again he smiled. It was an effortless smile, but Four knew what it meant. Eric only smiled like that when he was going to cause someone pain. It was an evil smile.
He'd seen it once before, during their own initiation. During the fighting stage. Eric's name had been written next to Four's, and when he glanced over at his 'friend', that same smile was tugging at his lips.
A sharp short ding sounded over the loud speaker. The initiates would be arriving in five minutes. They'd probably already lost two people. That's what always happened. Someone couldn't jump on the train or jump off of it.
"Well, time to head down to the Net," Emily said. Four was honestly excited. Well, as excited as Four got. His and Emily's faces would be the first- besides Max- that the initiates would see. It was a cool thought.

The "Net Room" was dark. Granted, the initiates weren't supposed to be able to see the Net. This was a test of bravery; trusting the unknown.
Four and Emily waited patiently next to the Net. When someone jumped, they were supposed to announce the name and direct them to the group.
Not two minutes later, there was a scream as someone fell into the Net. Four was surprised to see it was a boy, considering how feminine the scream had sounded.
"Whoo!" He said, trying to scramble out of the Net, "That was a rush."
"What's your name?" Four asked.
"Jason, Candor transfer," he answered, finally getting onto the wooden platform.
"Make the announcement, Em," Four said. Emily gasped.
"You're gonna let me do it?" She asked. He shrugged, nodding, "FIRST JUMPER: JASON!" she yelled a little louder than necessary, but the crowd of Dauntless that came to greet him made it seem like she had whispered.
"Oh my GOD!" another person fell into the Net. A girl this time, with red hair and a blue shirt, "Alexandra; Xandra for short. Erudite transfer," she said, hopping off the net and onto the platform with ease. Four raised an eyebrow. She had agility on her side.
The next person fell silently. Another girl. Before Four or Emily could say anything, she had climbed out of the Net.
"Name?" Emily asked.
"Mari," the girl said, keeping her head down, "Amity," Four rolled his eyes. Shyness didn't last long in Dauntless. Be helped nine more people out of the Net; five boys and four girls. In all six were transfers, six were Dauntless-born.
All of the transfers seemed ready for something different. Four didn't remember being that eager, but it wasn't a problem.
Then there were the Dauntless-borns. Four had only met them briefly. They were sarcastic and ruthless and, well, Dauntless.
Four and Emily led all the initiates through the narrow tunnel that led into the Pit. From there, Emily took the Dauntless-borns to their seperate rooms and Four took the transfers farther into the Pit. He allowed them to look around, to take in the differences destination their home factions.
"Now I'll show you the Chasm," he said, leading them forward. He immediately heard their gasps of awe. Even Four still got nervous. About a hundred feet below was a river, wild and gushing.
"The Chasm reminds us that there is a fine line between bravery and idiocy!" He yelled out the same line that trainers had been spouting off for years, "A daredevil jump off this ledge will end your life. It's happened before and it'll happen again. You've been warned," no one was even listening. They were all staring over the side. All except that Amity girl, Mari. She was standing dead center, hugging her arms around her stomach; almost as though she was trying to stay as far away from the edges as possible. Four glanced around at the other transfers, all daring each other to jump and dangling various limbs over the edges, laughing.
They would eat her alive.
"My name is Four," he finally said. He heard a few snickers, "Problem?" Nobody said anything. He nodded. That's what I thought.
After that he took them into the dining hall. As with every first day of initiation, plates of hamburgers sat on all the tables. As they walked in, the noise was deafening. A few of the initiates- who weren't Dauntless and therefore not used to the volume- shyed away from the noise. Four smirked. It was hard to believe that just a year before, he had been one of them.

It had been a long year.

A/N: hope you enjoyed. Second chapter should be up soon! Review please!