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I was fourteen when my brother defected from Candor, though it was no secret. He had an affinity for knives, and would watch for hours the mass of black running and climbing up buildings, jumping to and fro from the trains. The last time I had seen his chiselled form was on Visiting Day last year. He had told me had been made training leader next to his mentor and trainer Amar, a job that entitled him to train this year's initiates. His second job was in the intelligence sector, a mighty proud position to be in, in Dauntless. My mother had not come, only my father and I. I hung on every word that came out of his mouth. My brother, my hero. I swore to my father that I would defect to Dauntless as we walked back to Candor. He gave me a sad smile, replying with "My Lex the lioness".

I sat at the edge of the chasm, my legs dangling over the emptiness. I had realised a while back that one reason I was so hard on Eric was that he shouldn't have been in his position, training us, but my brother. My brother who had vanished, like he had never existed, only few knew him, less heard of him. It was strange, someone who had a high position was now unheard of. It didn't seem to add up.

I had to speak to my father, he may have the answers to my questions that had plagued me since coming to Dauntless.

As I stood up, I was blocked by a hard form, a head on collision with a brick wall. But upon my discovery it was the person I had dreaded to see. After I had held a knife to his face, he was beyond angry. I had no other name for it.

I couldn't back away, if I tried I would plummet thirty feet to my death. But I was defiant and looked him dead in his beautiful grey eyes. There was no denying that he was beautiful, but deadly.

"It would be a shame if I bumped into you, and you fell to your untimely death." I swallowed the lump that was lodged deep in my throat. His threat was real, his voice dripping with poison.

I wanted to retort, but I couldn't, stuck for words, due to his presence. That was new. As I tried side stepping around him, he caught my wrist and locked his hand around it, hard. He pushed forward and in one swift move dangled me over the chasm. He let go.

I dropped.

I flayed for a spilt second, before my left hand gripped onto the metal floor of the bridge. I pushed my right hand up to hold onto the flooring so I was balanced. I had thanked my training immensely because I had gained muscle mass, particularly my arms, which at this current moment held all of my weight as I tried not to fall to my death.

"I'll give you that, pretty brave." He huffed out, not expecting me to hold on.

I inhaled and exhaled sharply. "Dauntless don't give up. And I want to wipe that pretty little smirk off your face." My voice strained, coming out choppy with every word. My arms started to weaken.

My right hand slipped off, falling beside my body. I did not have the energy to push it back up. I closed my eyes and a vision of Jax flashed before me. I needed answers. I couldn't do that beyond the grave.

Pushing myself with my left arm was difficult and hurt like a bitch, but I wanted to watch Eric's face as I prevailed against him.

My heart plummeted into my stomach as my left hand slipped off the railing, a scream rising out of my throat.

But I didn't feel my bones breaking, a snapping of my skull. Just the force of someone pulling me up, roughly landing onto the cool metallic bridge.

I lay there for a minute, breathing fast, collecting my thoughts.

Looking up, I had expected my executioner to have left, only he stayed.

My eyes bore into his, trying to find an answer in his grey orbs, I was left empty. "Why?"
He thought for a minute, until his words branded me like a hot rod being struck onto my skin. "You didn't give up. You were brave." With that he started to walk away.

I called after him, turning only his head I slipped out a word that even surprised me. "Thanks." I saw a twitch of his lip.

"You should get some rest. You're going to need it" and with that he had walked away from me for a second time.

An ice cold substance was thrown over my face with Jayce standing an inch from my head, a wild smile playing on his face, "Rise and shine beautiful. We're going on a field trip." As I rose, Katherine threw my skin tight Capri pants, and a long sleeve top at me. She must have noticed that I had been slowly outgrowing my clothes. I had filled out. My flabby stomach, was tighter, and a slow outline of the abs that I was gaining. My calves and biceps were stronger as I was now able to throw 50 kilo weights or kick the punching bag watching it fly several feet away with ease.

We stood huddled together, waiting for the train to come past. Katherine was trying to fish-tail plate my hair, something she learn't in a book at Erudite, while Jayce kept jumping up and down, his enthusiasm was contagious as I laughed at him.

"What time will the train be here?" Eric's voice was heard cutting through the rowdy crowd of dauntless transfers and born.

"After a year you still can't memorize the train schedule" Four brooded glancing down at his watch. He signaled two with his hands, indicating two minutes until the train would make its destination.

"That's why I have you here." His voice hinted with sarcasm, but it was good to know that Eric could joke, if he wanted to.

Before Four could give Eric an answer, the sound of the train alerted us to its presence. We started to prepare to jump on board, something I could never get used to or enough of. Four and Eric started to run, and not waiting for the rest of the group I ran after them, wanting to make sure I would successfully jump on without dying.

Within minutes every last one of us were in the first couple of carriages. I sat with Katherine and Jayce on one side of the carriage wall, juxtaposing Sarah and Kyle who looked quite comfortable with each other.

The sound of Eric's voice cut through the train, everyone coming to a halt and silence.

"Capture the flag. Relatively simple, capture the other teams flag first." Eric dropped two duffle bags, landing with a thud. Bending down to open them he revealed slender blue and red looking objects. "Neurostimdarts. Stimulates the pain of a real gun, though unfortunately lasts for sixty seconds. Four and I are captains." He gestured to Four, a sign of allowing him to pick first. Arrogant bastard.

"Jayce."

"Lex." Snapping my head to face Eric I was met with his signature smirk and eyebrow raise. Belligerently I stood next to him for the next five minutes as Eric and Four were picking teams. We were the last to get off. Katherine, Adam and Michael were chosen on our team, with a handful of Dauntless.

We were almost invisible as our dark attire camouflaged us, except for the pocket light that hung on our clothes. A glimmer of light protruded out of Eric's shirt and into the middle of our huddled up group.

"Who's got a plan?" this was new, I thought Eric would of no doubt be leading this mission, but then it occurred to me that we would be graded on this.

Katherine's Erudite brain clicked on as she whispered to us, though pointing her question to Eric "where did you hide the flag last year?"

"Four's team hid it on the Ferris wheel. Ours was placed in an abandoned building." His tone was bitter. I couldn't help but push him.

"I'm assuming you lost?" He provided me no answer, only a dirty grimace.

We stood there arguing back and forth between all of us thinking of a plan to thwart Fours' team and find their flag, all the while keeping ours away from them. I shifted away from the arguing mass to one of the thick oak trees. If I climbed it high enough I would be able to gain a good vantage point. Climbing was a little unnatural for me. Jax was always braver, scaling the buildings like the Dauntless, I would only sit back and watch in awe, but I was flexible enough and my long legs gave me an advantage in reaching the branches.

I had reached one of the highest branches, it was think and long enough to hold my weight, giving me enough room to scope out Four's flag. In my searching I hadn't paid attention to down below until a thick hand wound around my leg. The jerk nearly made me topple over until I steadied myself with branches around me.

"Find their flag yet?" Why Eric had followed me was beyond my thinking.

"Looks like the lighthouse. Over there" I pointed out with my chin, fearing if I let go of the branch I would fall, and I didn't want to give Eric the satisfaction of watching such an ungraceful act.

"Good. Well I think this tree gives us good coverage if we hide the flag up here." He took the yellow neon flag from his vest handing it to me. Our fingers brushed, and a spark of electricity burst between us. His fingers were surprisingly warm, though the late September weather had left us in our thickest clothing. Taking the flag I hooked it on a branch, concealing it.

As I climbed back down, Eric had already dismissed the initiates into several groups, spreading themselves out to find the flag, while he and I guarded ours.

We stood on either side of the tree, alert to any sounds or movements which would cause us into action. Though I was curious, and my curiosity couldn't be kept silence.

"So"

"So what?" annoyance radiating by the tone of his voice.

"So why me?" I turned my head to catch his reaction to my question.

"Because Four picked Jayce. You were second best." I couldn't help be offended but I knew he was lying.

"You're a shitty liar. And you allowed Four to pick first" I scoffed, rolling my eyes yet continued "so again. Why pick me at all for your team?"

He didn't warrant me with an answer as his attention shuffled to noise. We both spun around when a crunching sound, like boots snapping on twigs sounded. Our guns were up and alert. Focusing my eyes I saw the swiftest of movements and my fight response kicked in. I shot at it.

A high pitched squeal alerted me to one of the falling initiates I had shot at, and upon examining closer I noticed it was Sarah, which made me realize that Kyle wouldn't be far behind. My assumptions were correct as I turned to face Eric. A gun was aimed at Eric's back. He hadn't had time to register the enemy behind him, Kyle being a swift and soundless mover. But I was faster and my aim was on point. I shot at Kyle, the dart landing into his shoulder. This alerted Eric to our fallen enemy.

"You're welcome." He shot me an unappreciative frown. I had just saved his ungrateful ass, and that was how he repaid me. Jerk. I was pissed, and my next action would probably leave me dangling from the chasm, but I had to do it.

I had shot Eric in the leg.

"What the fuck." I was surprised that Eric was able to not scream, which would of gave away our position, only he doubled over, his right knee landing hard on the dirt covered ground.

He picked out the dart, and shot two at Kyle and Sarah to keep them down, before turning the gun on me. I did the same.

We were now standing gun and gun aimed at each others faces. Like enemies on a battlefield. We both shot.

Heat ran through my body and I screamed out an agonized grunt, my legs gave out and I fell, landing on my knees. Eric had hit me square in the chest. My hands shook as I picked out the dart. The ends of it coated in a thin layer of blood. Though the pain still radiated through me.

I looked up to see Eric standing straight, his natural smug smile playing on his face. I had missed. I stood up, though it pained me to do so. He turned his gun was clocked and up straight again, but luckily for me aimed in front of him, as we could now hear thunderous running. I did the same as I aimed my gun and stood on the other side of Eric. We were outnumbered.

"Again tell me why you thought sending out all of our team to find Four's flag was a good idea?" My voice dripped with sarcasm.

"I don't want to lose."

"You mean, you don't want to lose to Four."

"If you don't shut up initiate, I'll unload my gun straight into your chest."

"That's not very smart. Especially for someone who was from Erudite." I shot him a sideways smirk, and his hand tightened on his gun, his knuckles turning white. It had taken me a while to figure out Eric, as at first I thought I had never seen him before. The first time being on the roof of the Dauntless compound when we were to jump. But his face had changed over the years, and I remembered I had seen him pea-cocking his way around school in his blue uniform, a trait of Erudite.

I didn't give him a chance to respond as I shot out at the mass of bodies running our way. It wasn't until my third shot that I had noticed we were shooting at our fellow team members. Michael was the unsuspecting target who was on the end of my bullet filled wrath.

"What's going on?" Katherine had appeared with the others by her side, the neon orange flag, Fours, in her hand. We had won.

"I didn't realize we had won" Eric and I's shooting battle deterred us from what was happening in the game, my eyes found Michael, pain was evident on his face "Michael I'm so sorry, I thought you were someone on the other team." He gave me a sympathetic smile, a sign of forgiveness. So Amity of him.

"Alright let's go. Train will be here soon." The resounding voice of Four cut through the awkward tension between the situation at hand.

Music was blaring and drinks were being passed around. The pit was filled with the initiates and Dauntless born. The party being thrown in honour of the passing of Stage one. Bodies were being grinded against each other, and I had sipped from several different red cups that had been passed around me, yet I couldn't help but feel empty. Deciding to leave, even after the complaints from my friends, I thought it best to get a good night's rest as tomorrow was a day I was looking forward to immensely.

As I was walking out from the mass of bodies, my attention had been caught, as I saw Eric walk out with Max, leading away from the party and down the hall. My curiosity had gotten the better of me. And so I followed.

I stopped behind one of the corner walls, as Max and Eric had started an interesting conversation.

"Any of the initiates caught your attention." The voice had come from Max as it sounded older and deeper than Eric's. He responded.

"Maybe one. Though I don't know whether to write it up as defiance for the system or defiance against me. Though I'm pointing to the latter."

"Who? Lex?" I assumed Eric had nodded as Max continued. "She's been asking questions about her brother."

"Jax Manton. Was his family not notified?"

"No. Jeanine holds 'Faction before Blood' quite dearly. She thought it best to not tell them since they were not his family anymore."

"How she convinced the Dauntless compound not to say a word is beyond me."

My heart was racing, my head spinning as ran. I couldn't hear the rest of the conversation, though my conscious screamed that I should of, as it would have benefited me further.

Notified. Faction before Blood. Jeanine. They had kept swimming in my head. What had that meant? Why was Jeanine hell bent on keeping my brother a secret.

Where the hell was he?

It was time do get some answers. Visiting Day would help provide that. I prayed my father would come.