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Hi my ducklings I'm back once again to bring chapter 4

Now I know I said I wouldn't update until I received 5 reviews but….

I'm a liar I know.

But seriously I couldn't wait to start back from this cliffy.

So without further ado present you chapter 4

THE CHAPTER ON FIRE!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for a glass of orange juice and a half-eaten cheeseburger.

TOBIAS POV:

I am welcomed to darkness. There is no light, no pain, nothing; just darkness. I can't seem to figure out where I am. I feel nothing, but somehow there is still a feeling of… emptiness. Like a part of me has been extracted from my gut. It leaves me feeling a hole in the middle of my chest. Can this possibly be death? Does death leave you feeling cold and soulless? If it is I don't like death. I want to be warm and I want to feel; even if that means enduring the pain of my battered body.

But if I'm dead, why am I not in my destined place? Is there no heaven or hell for me? I'm just stuck in a vast sea of darkness. This is even worse than hell. I am alone, not knowing where I fit in, just…alone. It's not burning in the fiery pits of hell; neither is it prospering in the golden gates of heaven just alone. I try to recall my past life when I was still alive. I remember the beatings, jumping off a building, and beautiful bluish gray eyes. Wait, bluish gray eyes? Then it all snaps. Tris.

Tris, with her beautiful blonde hair and her gorgeously short stature. I must fight death even if it ends up with me not succeeding, I must try. I fish back to the days I was alive, searching for any memories. Searching the vast emptiness I find a tendril of light attached to an old memory. I grab onto it, desperate to find a piece of my past. Suddenly the memory appears just like a picture would. It was when I told Tris she was only true family and that I loved her. I cling onto that picture of Tris, making me even more determined to get back to her.

That memory slowly attaches itself back to me as if it's stitching itself back to its owner. Shortly after that memory attaches back to me I start to feel a dull pain all throughout my left foot. Does this mean I'm slowly reattaching back to life? I don't hesitate to find another tendril of memory. This one was when Tris and I climbed the old Ferris wheel in capture the flag. I faced my fears just so that I could help Tris. That was when I first realized that I had feelings for Tris. Focus Tobias! I grab for this memory just like I did with the other one. When it reattaches I feel a dull pain in my right foot.

I continue with this process until I feel dull pains all through my body. Now what? Just then body turns into a shining orb of light. The pain is gone but now I'm faced with this bright light shining from my body. Then I start to feel tugs on different parts of my body. It feels like I'm the puppet and my puppet master is tugging on me. All of sudden I am back in the real world. Just as I thought, my battered body is laying down in all angles on a metal table. Ow! Now that I'm out of the darkness, I can feel all kinds of pain.

I am happy to be out of the darkness, I no longer feel a gaping hole in my chest or my gut. But as soon as it comes my happiness ends when I come face to beast. Eric.

TRIS POV:

Tobias, he came for me. Once Eric leaves I am left in my prison cell to dwell on my thoughts. Why did Tobias groan? Eric said he was planning on killing him. Have they done it already, or are they going to kill him in front of me. I feel tears gather in the back of my eyes threating to spill at any moment. No, Tris you have to be strong for Tobias. But how can I be strong for him if he's already dead? I no longer want to think anymore unpleasant thoughts anymore. But no matter how hard I try images of Tobias's dying body come floating back.

Is he thinking of why I didn't save him; or why I wasn't there comforting him as he slowly loses the battle with death? Is he still alive? Deep down I still have a glimmer of hope that he is still alive. That he is fighting Eric and his henchmen to come save me, but that glimmer is very small. Eric is very determined; if he wants to kill someone he is going to try his hardest to make it that way. What makes people behave in such evil manner? Why does death have to be the first resort when you don't get your way?

My thoughts are cut off by a slamming of a door. It must have been another room, because the footsteps are heading in the opposite direction of my room. How long have I been in this place? I know it hasn't been that long because I don't feel hunger clawing at my stomach to eat something. How long will they keep me in here; after they kill Tobias will the come after me too? Eric mentioned him not wanting anything from me but deep down I feel that that's anything but the truth.

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The longer I'm here the stronger the anticipation gets and the crazier the thoughts become. My thoughts chase my images of Tobias dead around, making me completely mental! As the time goes by my insanity becomes worse, as my brain starts to pick itself apart and taking my sanity with it. All of a sudden I hear a really loud slam of a door and heavy footsteps as if they were running. Quickly afterwards I hear to pairs of footsteps running down the corridor. It sounds like one is slightly behind and trying the catch up. Then follows someone opening and closing doors quickly, like they're looking for something inside.

I hear OOF, and someone being tackled to the ground. Punches are being thrown and I hear the snapping of bones in someone's jaw. They groan in great pain and I hear the running footsteps again. Finally they approach my room and they throw open the door. Tobias! "Tris, I'm here to save you." He says.

Alright that's the end to another chapter. Don't worry I won't wait long until I update, I promise. I think I did a little better in this chapter than the others, but tell me what you think. PM me, reviews, follow favorite, whatever. Also I set up a poll on my account DistrictFactionCaster12 go take it sometime please!

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