AN: I am planning on including some events not included in the book, to help develop Four's point of view more in the upcoming chapters. Thanks to everyone that continues to read.

Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent, its characters, or its related content. Copyright of Divergent is owned by Veronica Roth.

Chapter 9

I go down to the Pit earlier than usual. It is visiting day. I don't expect any visitors, in fact, I hope that he doesn't visit. But I know he won't, visiting me would be admitting that the rumors were true. He wouldn't risk that. I tell myself that it is just to stop by the tattoo parlor, and talk to Tori, but that is a lie too.

I look around the Pit. Most of the transfers have at least one visitor. They look happy but not too happy, Eric gave them a stern warning to look as detached as possible. Faction before Blood and all.

"Hoping for a long lost girlfriend to show up or something?" Zeke's voice says from behind me.

"Very funny." I say. "No, I am just making sure none of the initiates do anything stupid. Eric threatened them pretty good about what is expected of a Dauntless on visiting day."

"He is such a jerk. Just because his family hates him doesn't mean that he has to ruin it for everyone." Zeke says. "Well, I better go. Moms got some big reunion planned for us before the party. Plus, I dont want to miss out on the cake." He slaps me on the shoulder as he walks away.

I continue to study the faces below me, trying to convince myself that the lie I told Zeke was true. I can lie to him and everyone else, but I can't lie to myself. I am looking for Tris. The day after the knife throwing incident, she had to fight Molly. I was sure she would lose, but she shocked the hell out of everybody when I had to pull her off Molly. She took her to the ground in a couple of well placed punches and then started kicking her so fiercely that Molly had to spend the night in the infirmary. Tris broke several of Molly's ribs and her nose. She was a little scary, really. I don't think she even knew what she was doing at the end. She was in this kind of blind rage.

I don't expect anyone to visit her today. I don't think Abnegation would come to Dauntless. I don't want her to be alone today. Maybe if I can catch her in all the chaos I can talk to her, explain to her about the other day, without anyone really noticing.

I don't see her, she must have thought the same thing about not having any visitors and decided to stay in the dorms. I am about to head there when I see it. Gray in a sea of black. Tris's mom is here. I freeze instantly, what if she recognizes me. Its been a long time, but Tris's father works for my father. We used to have dinner at the Prior's house weekly. I see Tris hug her, joy spreading across her face. She introduces her mother to the other initiates and their families. I want to leave, but I can't. Seeing her so happy, the stress melting away from her, makes me want to be closer to her.

I walk to the chasm. I stand at the railing, watching the water for a moment before turning around. I am a little surprised to see Tris and her mom standing directly behind me. Tris tries to walk away, but her mother's eyes meet mine and she reaches out her hand.

"Natalie Prior," she says. Shaking my hand. It is a Dauntless greeting. Was Tris's mom Dauntless? No, she is Abnegation. She would know the proper greeting of every faction, in order to make those around her feel comfortable.

"Four. Its nice to meet you." I say.

"Four. Is that a nickname?" Natalie asks.

"Yes." I say. Tris looks at me with a questioning look on her face. "Your daughters doing well here. I've been overseeing her training." I say in my best instructor voice.

"That's good to hear. I know a few things about Dauntless initiation. I can't say I wan't worried about her.." Natalie says. How would she know anything about Dauntless training? I look at Tris, my eyes tracing the features of her face.

"You shouldn't worry." I say smiling, my eyes never leaving Tris. She blushes and bites her bottom lip, her eyes darting to the chasm. Natalie is watching us. She studies my face as I study her daughters. Her eyes narrow, like she is trying to remember something.

"Do I know you?' she asks. " I feel like I know you from somewhere."

I tense up, but make sure that it doesn't show on the outside. "I don't think so. I don't make it habit to hang out with Abnegation." I say, making sure to sound like an arrogant Dauntless, like Eric. Tris gives me a look to let me know she doesn't appreciate me being rude to her mother.

I take my cue to leave. "Well, " I say, clearing my throat. "I will let you get back to your reunion."

I walk away from the chasm to the dining hall. That was close. A little too close. I am sure Natalie recognized me. But, she didn't say anything. I hope she doesn't say anything to Tris. I am planning on telling her, but not now. I have to wait until after initiation. It won't be safe until then.

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That night I wait in the dorms for the initiates. I stand against the wall with the chalkboard leaned against my legs so that the initiates can't see the rankings. They file in the room and jockey for the best view of the board.

"For those of you who just came in, I'm explaining how the ranks are determined," I say. "After the first round of fights, we ranked you according to your skill level. The number of points you earn depends on your skill level and the skill level of the person you beat. You earn more points for improving and more points for beating someone of a high skill level. I don't reward preying on the weak. That is cowardice."

My eyes linger on Peter at that last line, but I move on to the other initiates making sure that it isn't obvious I am speaking directly to him.

"If you have a high rank, you lose points for losing to a low-ranked opponent." I finish. Molly lets out a grumble of outrage. I shoot her a look, knowing she is thinking about her last fight with Tris.

"Stage two of training is weighted more heavily than stage one, because it is more closely tied to overcoming cowardice," I say. "That said, it is extremely difficult to rank high at the end of initiation if you rank low in stage one."

Tris shifts nervously at the back of the initiates. I find her in the group and her eyes meet mine. She looks away quickly.

"We will announce the cuts tomorrow," I say. "The fact that you are transfers and the Dauntless-born initiates are not will not be taken into consideration. Four of you could be factionless and none of them. Or four of them could be factionless and none of you. Or any combination thereof. That said, here are your ranks."

I turn and hang the board on the hook and step back so we can see the rankings:

1. Edward

2. Peter

3. Will

4. Christina

5. Molly

6. Tris

I look at Tris. She looks overcome with relief. I know she didn't expect her rank to be that high. But, I meant what I said about the point system. She is one of the most improved initiates and beating Molly the other day certainly gave her a boost she needed. I try to keep my face even, but I can feel the corners of my mouth turning up seeing her reaction. She has escaped being factionless at least for the time being.

The initiates study the board for a moment and Christina is the first to spot it. Tris looks at her face and then back to the rankings. Her eyes widen slightly when she ealizes what Christina is staring at. Molly is staring at the same thing and know she won't let it go without an explanation. I don't want to leave them to fight it out, so I wait a moment.

"What?" demands Molly. She points at Christina. "I beat her! I beat her in minutes, and she's ranked above me?"

"Yeah," says Christina, crossing her arms. She wears a smug smile. "And?"

"If you intend to secure yourself a high rank, I suggest you don't make a habit of losing to low-ranked opponents," I say, my voice cutting through the mutters and grumbles of the other initiates. I pocket the chalk and start to walk out of the dorm. I take one last look at Tris as I leave. Her face has fallen a little, and I know my last words had to sting. She is after all the lower ranked initiate I was referring to. But, she will have to get over it. Its the truth. I still feel badly for putting her down though.

That night I wake up to Lauren pounding on my door. I throw on some pants and a shirt and open the door, still a little out of it.

"God Lauren, its like two in the morning, are you drunk or something?" I say, annoyed that she woke me up. But as the words leave my mouth I see Lauren's face is covered in shock. Something bad has happened. Tris. What if Molly did something to her, because of what I said in the dorms. I start to feel panic setting in and swallow hard to keep my voice even.

"Lauren, what is it? What happened?" I say with a look of concern edging into fear on my face.

"Its one of the transfers. Edward. He was...well attacked. Somebody stabbed him in the eye, with a butter knife no less." Lauren says. She grimaces at the the last line, picturing it in her head.

Thank God. It wasn't Tris. I just nod at her and close the door behind me. We head to the infirmary, Edward is already there. Myra sits quietly by his side, her face tear stained. I walk up and look at Edward. He has a bandage wrapped around his head, blood is seeping through the layers of gauze over his left eye. He will be partially blind, there is no way he will be able to continue.

"What happened?" I ask Myra.

"I don't know." she says, still a little dazed. "We were all asleep and then he screamed...it was a terrible scream...so painful. Then somebody turned on the light and there was blood everywhere. So much blood. Edward was on the ground holding the knife in his eye, trying to pull it out, but Tris wouldn't let him. I don't know how she knew what to do, but she did. She wouldn't let him pull it out. She kept him calm until the doctor got there. She is a lot braver than people give her credit for. The rest of us just stood there, too afraid to move."

I just stand there silently for a moment, trying to take in what Myra told me. Tris was the only one to act in the moment of fear. A true Dauntless.

"Do you know who did it?" Lauren says.

Myra just shakes her head, but I have a good idea who it was. Peter. I knew there was something off about that kid. He is more dangerous than anyone believes. I will have to keep a close eye on him from now on. I won't be able to report it since there were no witnesses to the actual stabbing. But if he gives me the slightest reason, I will ruin him. He will be factionless.