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Solid hands gripped me into a vice, until I was put down on the ground. Turning my head to see where I landed I was met with a gigantic beige net. Rotating back to the hands that were still holding my arms, though less tightly now, was a young man. He was handsome, but a different type of handsome to Eric. But cute all the same.

"You got a name?" His voice was demanding yet soft.

I thought for a moment. Only two people called me Lex, but my mother called me Alexia. I loved my name, but it brought back terrible memories, so I made the split decision to use the only name I ever felt entirely comfortable with.

"Lex."

"Second jumper, Lex." Cheers and claps filled my ears and I went to stand with the first jumper, who I would later find out his name as Cain.

Forty-five minutes later all initiates had jumped, though some looked like they were pushed off, no doubt from Eric. He seemed like that type of guy.

"Dauntless born go with Lauren. Transfers you're with me." Several transfers were left, 3 Candor, 4 Erudite and a lonesome Amity.

"My names Four and I'll be your trainer for the next several weeks." The handsome leader, now known as Four, pushed in between us, and with a nod, we followed him to where we would spend the next several weeks fighting for a position in Dauntless. Four lead us through, what was known as the Pit, the life at Dauntless and along a winding concrete staircase until we reached a foot bridge. There was a loud crashing noise, water, behind the bridge and one slip of the foot looked like you could plummet to your death. My suspicions turned to be true.

"This here is the Chasm. If you think about jumping, you'll die. There's a difference between being brave and being stupid." The edge of his voice told me it wasn't Four that spoke but Eric, and lo and behold he was there standing next to Four. The man had slide by like a ninja, one of the many perks that he must of learnt being Dauntless.

"Yes like Eric stated don't come out here when drunk because I can guarantee you we will be picking your body up from the morgue. Let's go." I lingered at the back of the group and so did Eric, yet we continued to walk at a slower pace than the rest. I needed to know how he knew me. We kept a small distance between each other, he refusing to look at me as I spoke.

"How d-"Eric had waked off before I could finish my sentence, and that had only made my blood boil. Who did he think he was? "Jerk" sprang to mind. "Leader, dangerous and don't get on his bad side" screamed my conscious, but I pushed it aside. I was going to make him answer me, one way or another. I reached the group who had stopped at a room. It was filled with bunks and in the far corner was an open, and I mean open, bathroom. The toilets had no doors and the showers were free standing. I hoped that we could come up with a schedule where the guys were respectful enough to turn around or leave when the girls decided to shower.

"Sweet." Apparently not, as one of the Candor boys, Mack, spoke out about the open bathroom. I only rolled my eyes as did Sarah, who was also from Candor and Katherine.

"Choose a bed, get dressed and be down in fifteen minutes for dinner." Four spoke and then left the dormitory. In the fifteen minutes Sarah, Katherine and myself all chose a bed adjacent to each other, and we had come up with a comprise with the boys about a bathroom schedule. The motto was 'Don't Look Don't Touch.'

I couldn't have been more excited to shed my Candor uniform and pull on the tight black leggings, long sleeve black top which hugged my curves and flattered my cleavage and black boots. I left the runners they had given us for training.

Katherine, Sarah and myself sat with the other transfers in the cafeteria. It was loud and vivacious, a welcomed changed from Candor. Plates of meat, vegetables and cake was lined on each table, and we began piling food onto our plates.

Our table was full of laughter as we got to know each other. Kyle was the only Amity transfer, while Sarah and Mack were from Candor, and Katherine shared Zach, Jayce, and Adam from Erudite. I took this opportunity to look around my surroundings. The person I had wanted to see was nowhere to be found, but my vision was soon obstructed by Eric. He stood at the foot of our table, looking down at all of us.

I turned to look at my new friends, each had stopped eating, Mack's mouth hung wide, a chicken leg propped out of his mouth, and looked at Eric, scared at what he might say or do. But I wasn't, I was angry. I turned to face him, palms up on the cool metal table.

"Yes." I said sarcastically. Eric stood his ground, but his gaze bore into mine. His lips twitched. "Do you need something dear leader?" I heard Katherine or Sarah gasp and Mach's chicken leg spluttered on his plate, juices flying everywhere. I ignored it, still holding Eric's eye line. The glint in his eyes changed from one of curiosity to anger. I had hit a nerve and knew I would be punished about it. My conscious screamed at me, yet I pushed her into the back of my mind telling her shut up. Eric had pissed me off.

He didn't say anything, his eyes speaking for him. His dark grey orbs filled with seething anger, though he said and did nothing, standing over me only a moment longer, then walking away. I turned back to the group, their faces registered emotions of shock, and surprised shakes of the head.

"You have a death wish." Piped Jayce. I laughed back and continued to eat my burger before Zach who was also from Erudite spoke.

"You know he was second in his class, Four was first. And by the looks of things Lex, he could kill you with just one blow." I scoffed and turned to him, starring deadpanned.

"Let him try." Sarah and Katherine only shook their heads while the boys laughed. This was going to be fun. If Eric wasn't going to tell me his secret I was just going to force his hand.

And a defiant soldier was something a leader dreaded more than war.

The sharp sound of metal on metal had awoken each of us from our slumbers. Four's voice broke through the clanging and with "Be down in the pit in 5" we all scrambled to get up and get dressed. I rummaged through the sparse clothing I had, making a mental note of going shopping when I acquired more points, but for now I popped on black leggings and my sports bra, throwing a dainty singlet on top. Tossing my blonde locks in a messy bun, I ran down with Katherine and a barely awake Sarah as we descended into the pit.

"Damn Lex, nice scar." Jayce stated when we had arrived with a minute to spare. It was then I realized my hair had been down last night, covering my scar which started from the corner bottom of my right eye to my lip. I gave Jayce a small smirk and a raised eyebrow. Before any of the other guys could point out my obvious facial flaw, Four's voice cut through.

"All right initiates. Today marks day one of stage one; physical combat. You live through that you go onto stage 2, which assess how you combat your greatest fears." The sounds of footsteps caused myself and the group to look away from Four and to see who was entering the pit. I swallowed the large lump in my throat. Eric.

"You'll also be ranked. You'll train alone but be ranked with the dauntless born. Ranking determines which jobs you'll acquire if and once you pass. Leader, patrolling the fence or keeping the Factionless from killing each other." Four continued as he ignored the leader's presence. The tension between Four and Eric could be cut with a butter knife.

"You've 20 minutes to eat and be down in the training room. I suggest you keep up. You'll be needing it soon." Eric's voice dripped with ice as he snarled the last words to us, almost threatening. I wasn't scared, more amused. I scoffed at his last sentence which caught his attention. He took three quick strides and stood in front of me, so close I could smell his breathe as he spoke.

"Something funny, initiate?" If looks could kill, I'd have been dead there and then, but I was on a mission to piss him off, and what better way than to start now. I looked him dead in the eye, a playful smirk on my face as I let out a quiet yet forceful "Nope."

I could hear his teeth ground together, and his hand balled into a tight fist, but I refused to back down.

"Watch it." He snarled yet spoke so only I could hear him. My conscious was screaming to end this but I was too stubborn to bow out first.

"Or what?" I hushed, egging him on. At this point Eric was seething with rage and it was causing palpable tension in the room. Four who had sensed that Eric could erupt any second now, called out.

"Everyone dismissed. Be in the training room in twenty." Everyone started to leave, I didn't move. "You to Lex." Four had walked up to my side and ushered me away with a forceful push. 'Go' he mouthed, and I had no choice but to leave. I was halfway out the pit when I turned away and threw Eric, who was still looking my way, a seductive wink and blew him a kiss, before running to the cafeteria.

"What was that?" Katherine spoke as I arrived, shock and awe written on her face. I sat down quickly and began picking at a blueberry muffin before responding with a shrug of my shoulders. Jayce only laughed and hung his arm around my shoulder.

"You do have a death wish." He chuckled. I allowed his arm to stay there, liking how it felt. We continued to eat and make small talk, and by the end of the twenty minutes I realized Jayce and I would become great friends.

Training was harsh and rigorous. Luckily Eric was with Lauren training the Dauntless born, so Four had us for the day, making us ran several laps around the compound for two hours, until he moved us onto fighting techniques, where we practiced how to perfect our punches, kicks and defensive and offensive positions. By lunch I was sore, but didn't protest as it was considered weak. Jayce, Katherine and I had become fast friends, yet we were all on good terms with the rest of the group. I hoped that we stayed that way as I was in no mood for drama.

The rest of the day comprised of gun shooting, and after the first hour I had managed to hit majority of my bullets in the circled target. Several hit the bulls-eye. I watched the others shoot, calculating who was the stronger and weaker out of us. Jayce was an excellent shooter, his bulls-eye riddled with holes, while Sarah was the weakest out of all of us. It pained me to see her fail wanting to reach out and help her, but my competitive side told me that it was good. The weaker everyone else was the better I could become.

I had crashed onto my bed after a relaxing shower and a satisfied dinner where there was no sign of Eric, though the one person I was dying to see still had not made an appearance. Surely he heard of my defection.

I had awoken after only a couple of hours of sleep, knowing it was still too early to be morning. I stayed in bed after tossing for 30 minutes, but there was no use, I was awake and couldn't fall asleep with Kyle and Adam's incisive snoring.

I chucked on my socks, and walked out of the dorms, realizing only until I reached the chasm that I was in leggings and my sports bra. Drops of water prickled my skin making me shiver. I sat down against the sharp wall and watched the water falling down.

"Well well well, look what we have here." His playful tone was laced with cruelty, and a sinister smirk played on his face.

Fuck.