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Tris POV
we stood there, looking around the amazing room we where in. the corridor where filled with glass windows, ceilings, even floors. I looked down and noticed how high we were. This might had been a good experience if we weren't on a man hunt for my missing mother who was captured by the guy that wants my whole race dead.

Four grabbed my arm and pulled me along, walking down some corridors, passing staring eyes. This place seemed more posh then the other places I had stayed at. This was more clean, more precious to these people than what amity and dauntless had arranged. This place seemed more smart and I did not like that.

We made it to a big reception room. The big space had a spiralling walk way reaching to the very top of the ceiling, which seemed so far away. I watched people around us, staring, questioning our presents. I felt unwanted here, like I wasn't there leader or anything.

"And what do we owe the pleasure of our very own second in command visiting us?". I turned to the voice and watched a short, blond haired lady stalk towards us. I immediately stepped back out of instinct. This wasn't like me. I wasn't afraid of someone like her, whoever she was.

Four grabbed my hand and looked back concerned. I looked away from him and looked at my friends. They also seemed wary of her, sticking close together in the group that seemed to have formed around myself and Four.

We were the centre of attention here. The lady was wearing all blue, like most people here. Her heels clicked on the tiled floor with every step she took closer to us. I hugged Four's arm tighter, hoping that this might be quick and we could just find my mother.

"Jeanine, we need a word in private" Four boomed throughout the echoing room. I looked back to Jeanine who's focus was on me.

She took a bigger step closer, indicating Four to step back from me. I looked at him, frustrating strained on his face, as he stood back, where some men stood. I looked back at her, reaching a hand to my face.

"I haven't seen you since you were a child, dear Tris. Your parents had your reasons." She smiled at me. I was convinced that my parents had many reasons not to be near her, and I wanted to make my point clear.

"Many if I say so myself dear Jeanine". Her smile turned into a scowl which made me cringe.

"Why are you here then? some problems with the way I run Erudite? Has your mother sent you here to do her bidding?".

I smiled at her and crossed my arms. "I haven't seen my mother in a while Jeanine, I thought she might be here. You mind if we take a look around?" she seemed conflicted to my question.

I laughed at her, stepping closer, not afraid of her anymore. My anger towards her boiled in my blood, making me confident. But the confident thing didn't always work out my way.

"You don't make the rules around this world. My mother does, and since I'm her 'second in command', means that I do too. Give me a tour of this place, or I will make you. And you don't want me to do that, do you?".

She turned away from me, walking towards her guard and nodded for me to follow her. I looked back at Four who didn't show any emotion. He followed behind me with the others close behind.

The walk was silent. I didn't know where she was taking us, and I didn't know what she had planned.

"Where are you taking us?" Lynn ask annoyed with the walking. I turned back to her, trying to imply to her that she couldn't talk to her like that. She did have some leadership here.

"To my son, he will take the tour." She replied plainly. I glanced at Four, who was already looking at me. He seemed concerned as well. He pulled me closer, making our own private conversation.

"This feels wrong. She should be taking us. she might tell someone and then they might move your mom."

I nodded at him as we stopped at large steel door. The guards opened the door, letting us walk in the big room. This was an office, obviously hers.

We walked slowly in, taking in the room, looking at any signs that something was wrong. I looked at Jeanine who was already looking at me. I smiled, trying to make her break. But all she did was smile back.

I walked towards her, despite Four's compulsion pulling me back. I broke free, and walked straight towards her.

"So where's this son of your? Maybe you don't have a son Jeanine, maybe this is your way of telling me I'm not getting what I want". I challenged her. she glared at me, but before she could respond someone walked into the room. And I was surprised by the familiar face.

"Eric" I blurted out. He smiled at me, then looked towards Four. No wonder Eric had a bad upbringing, his mother was Jeanine. I turned to her, shocked by all of this.

"No one asked you to be here Eric" Four spat out. He was pissed. God this was bringing up the plane incident again.

"My mother requested for me. Tris wants a tour of Erudite and I will deliver" he smiled towards me. I smiled back but looked at a pissed Four and stoped.

I walked towards Four, stepping closer then I should and spoke quietly. "This is for my mother. Don't talk to him if you cant. Please Four do this for me" I begged him. He looked angry, but agreed.

I turned around to Eric, smiled and followed him out of the office.

He took us to every inch of this place. The labs, the computer rooms, control rooms. But not anywhere I wanted to be right now.

"Where's your prisons?" I ask after he announced that was it. He looked at me and smiled weirdly. "Why would you be interested in that?" he laughed at me.

I smiled and come up with the cheesiest excuse in the world. "I like criminals".

He laughed at me joke and smiled at me again. "ah, dangerous girl, I like it". Did he just.. he flirted with me. I blushed at the affection and turned the other way. But Four just happened to be on my other side. He looked angry, mad, jealous maybe. He looked straight at me, pissed beyond hell.

"You wanna go, or like to keep this staring contest keep going?" Eric questioned us. I looked away from Four and followed him.

He walked us down some several halls, until we reached a hall, which looked the vision. I ran passed Eric, and didn't listen to the shouting from Four. I ran from door to door, trying to find number ten and find my mother.

When I found ten, I tried to open the door, but I couldn't, it was locked. I looked at Four, running towards me. He stopped and unlock the door, using his powers which always impressed me.

I run in and started to cry when my mother. My last part of my family, dead on the ground surrounded by blood.

I stood and stared at her. I didn't move, I didn't do anything. All I could do was stare. Four closed the door, I could hear him do it, and walked towards her.

He looked at her and then looked up at me. I smiled at him bit my lip. I took a big gulp of air and tried to talk to him. "We were too late". My eyes where glossing up now but I dared not to cry now. Not when everyone I have once loved gone.

"Tris" Four started, he walked towards me but I took a step back. I shook my head at him and he stopped. I needed a minute.

My mother, the one who helped me do my hair one the first day of school, the one who let me cry when the boy I liked in second grade didn't like me back. The one who told me no matter what she loved me, and that I loved her too.

And then I turned and bolted passed everyone waiting on the other side. I didn't care for the staring eyes and shouting from others.

A guard caught up to me, and tried to grab me, but the adrenaline was too much for me and I fought back. Somehow I had fought of a grown man, and taking his gun with me.

I didn't listen to Four's yelling at me to stop. I ran and ran until I made my destination, which was Jeanine's office. I stalked in, my eyes tear full and pissed written on my face.

Jeanine smiled at me and laughed. "I guess you were too late huh? Guess all you can do is say goodbye to her". I let the tears fall, down my face and onto the ground. I stepped closer to her and it was my turn to smile.

"And I guess you should say goodbye too Jeanine". And then I pointed the gun at her head. I had never shot anyone in my life, and wouldn't think that I would ever. But this seemed to be the right moment to try.

I gripped the gun tighter, with my shaking hands, and squeezed my eyes shut. I heard Four yelling at me from outside not to do anything. Eric telling me not to shot. But I don't listen. I don't listen to them. I don't listen to my own thoughts telling me to not shot her.

But I do, and I don't regret it. I squeeze the trigger and hear a large blast. Boom.


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