chapter three now. yay? idk. bored again and i can't go outside because it's forty one degrees (C) today (105.8 Farenheit for all of the people who use the Imperial system, can't imagine why you would but yeah) and i would literally be friend like an egg in my latina body not to mention also having to spend way too much time near thong wearing (flip flops for you americans) bogans (rednecks i think you call them?). on the bright side im going to see Spectre for the second time this arvo and mockingjay ( ͡o ͜ʖ ͡o) tomorrow!

Anyway. Enjoy this chapter if you want. yeh, thats about it.

Ciao. x Azure

ps. we all know veronica roth owns divergent, if you think i do your IQ must be lower than that of bush turkey.

I don't think anybody fell- more importantly, I didn't. I was alive, in fact, I'd never felt more alive than sitting here on a gritty, pebbly roof. I stood up and brushed my hair out of my face, staring at the sky. Maybe my aptitude test was right? Could I ever belong amongst the adrenaline seeking Dauntless?

The rest of the people in my carriage followed, Dominica landed behind me, followed by Dan, Ben and the Erudite girl. Dominica grinned, showing even rows of pearly teeth and a pale but heavily freckled face that was almost invisible under a thick growth of curly blonde hair. She had wicked brown eyes that glinted mischievously.

"That was mad. We thought you were a goner for sure when we didn't see you in our carriage on the train. Factionless, you know?"

She held her hand up and smiled.

"Well don't leave me hanging."

I was confused.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

She looked at me incredulously.

"Ummmm? High five."

I still didn't get it.

"What's a high five?"

Dominica rolled her eyes and turned around to look at her brother.

"Oi Ben! High Five!"

She held up her hand and to my surprise, he slapped it, hard. She turned back to face me, eyebrows raised. I figured that it must be something Dauntless to high five people, the Amity never encouraged things like hitting and striking.

"Get it? Now- high five!"

She held out her hand and I hit it, softly, I knew I was strong, I could hit pretty hard. All those years working the Amity land meant that I had a powerful body but I had always been taught not to hurt anyone.

"Pansycake." She said and punched my arm before walking away, a smile on her face.

I was alone now and searched the crowd to find a friendly face, Esther's maybe, or Dan's. To my disappointment I could find neither. Then the deep voice of a man boomed through the crowd.

"Initiates, congratulations to those of you who made it on and off of that train. But that was only the beginning of Dauntless initiation. I am warning you now that this process in not for the faint hearted. Courage is rewarded…"

The speaker had light hair and fair skin, his eyebrow was pierced with something black and his lip was adorned with a bright silver ring, the edges of tattoos could be seen emerging from his collar. He had a grim, determined look to him and he stared us all down with eyes like ice.

"…and cowardice-." He hesitated and then spoke in an undertone. "- is punished. In Dauntless, cowardice is definitely not something you want on your record, so, what better way to prove yourself not a coward than to jump- first."

The man stood aside and I realised he was standing on a small ledge behind which there was a sheer drop, I craned my head to see what might be there to catch you but all I could see was a deep, dark hole. Nobody volunteered. It was clear that this wasn't something they, any of them, wanted to do. The smirk that crossed the blonde man's face grew wider and wider, his eyes opening with some sort of vindictive pleasure. The sun was beating down hard despite the bitter breeze and I grew uncomfortable.

Then, in the silence that followed I heard screams. Yells of fear and a distant.

"HELP!" "SOMEONE HELP ME!"

They seemed to come from behind me, seemingly from over the edge of the roof. I approached the edge. Alone- nobody followed, they just stared in horror and wonder. All their stares saying – 'who could it be?'

When I looked over the edge the shock of what I saw threw off my balance, I nearly fell off. All the same I wobbled dangerously.

"Es-s-ther?" I asked weakly.

"Thank God you noticed! Please, please help me, I can't hold on much longer."

Esther was gripping a steel bar that stock out of a smashed window pane, her knuckles were white from the strain. I held a hand over the side of the building and grabbed Esther's wrist, I pulled. Other people who had realised what was happening, Dan approached me from behind and pinned my ankles to the ground so that Esther's weight wouldn't pull me over the edge. Together we managed to haul her over the side of the building and back onto the roof.

Nobody said a word but simply stared at the three of us. The blanched Abnegation girl standing next to the Amity whose big heart had brought the courage to rescue her. The big blond man who had asked for volunteers broke the silence.

"You. Amity Transfer, what's your name?"

"Amber Black." I reply. The lines on his face deepen.

"Well Miss Black, you will learn one day that in Dauntless, people help themselves, you've got to be self-sufficient, the people who aren't become factionless. Unless you want your stiff friend to become factionless, I suggest you let her fight her own battles in future."

It scared me. Wait no. It terrified me. The look that he gave me was terrifying, dark, pure hatred and venom. The message was clear. Mind your own business. He seemed about to turn away and resume pressuring one of our number to jump from the ledge but then stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face me again, smiling. A grotesque contortion which didn't sit naturally on his face at all.

"Then again…" he continues. "What better way to renounce cowardice than to jump first? Go ahead. We're all waiting."

I didn't dare to refuse, wiping the sweat of my palms on my loose brown pants I push delicately through the crowd and stand at the precipice of the building staring into the deep dark hole below and knowing that there must be something at the bottom to break my fall. I turn my back to the drop and allow myself to fall, I'm weightless. Tumbling into the dark. Then. My body hits a net. I could cry from laughter and hysteria. A net, it was that simple. Maybe- just maybe my aptitude test was right.

did you enjoy it? review! tell me what you think, also. i want some names for dauntless initiates. a good readership means faster updates and more chapters.

x Azure.

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