A/N- This chapter is going to start with a flashback from Kat's initiation. She is a year older than Tris and Uriah.

*FLASHBACK*

I stand atop a tall, gray building near the Dauntless compound. I just jumped off a moving train, after choosing to leave my mother forever.

Faction before blood.

The words echo through my mind. I will regret this choice forever. I think glumly. I am not as brave as these people. I was raised to believe that peace was the answer to everything. Here, not so much.

Why is it faction before blood? Why do you have to leave your family to embrace yourself? I wonder curiously. The traitorous thoughts, though, are quickly crushed. That is how it is, and how it always will be.

"Alright, um, well... jump off of this building! It is a part of initiation, and if you don't, you will become Factionless." A tall, angular man stated simply. He was covered in tattoos, and piercings ran along his ears. He seemed slightly shy for Dauntless; I could tell by the nervous way he stood. In Amity, we had learned how to detect discomfort, and how to ease or eliminate it. My mind urged me to saunter over to him, pat his back, and comfort him. But I resisted the urge, not wanting to show weakness of any kind.

Each person steps back a bit. Wearily, I approach the edge, hoping to see water, or someone to catch me when I hit the ground. Despite my searching, though, the ground is not visible to me. We are too high in the air to possibly see the floor.

Inhaling deeply, I gather every ounce of courage that I can muster and step back. Running forward I leap, curious to see what lies at the foot of the building.

Weightlessness. That is what I feel as I plummet downward. Along with a sense of freedom and fearlessness. The world flies by my vision and when I land, I am greeted by dizziness and glee.

I have landed in the center of a auburn-colored mesh net. A boy, not much older than I, with hair as dark as the ebony trees that grew in the Amity compound. His eyes are piercingly blue, and he laughs at the shriek that comes out of me when I land.

"What's your name?" He asks me. I grin.

"Kat," I say gleefully.

Turning toward the building, he shouts, "First jumper, Kat!"

The Dauntless who watch from behind the Dauntless instructor whoop and cheer. Any sadness or fear that harbored inside me earlier vanishes as I approach the enthusiastic crowd.

Many smile excitedly at me, or clap me hard on the back. One boy around my age stands in the center of the crowd, his brown hair matted against his forehead. Grinning proudly, I stand in the empty space next to him.

He turns towards me, revealing a snake tattoo slithering around his ear. Extending his hand, he says gladly, "I'm Uriah."

I beam back at him and tell him, "Kat."

Together we walk back to the Dauntless compound, destined to be friends.

*END FLASHBACK*

I wake with a start. The ship has stopped, and a guard stands in the single door. Cuffing Jaz first, he begins to place manacles on each of us and escorts us to the hull of the ship. Our feet clinking on the metal floor, we are soon shoved off of the airship and forced onto the dry grass.

"Welcome to the Capitol," A guard says sarcastically.

I see the "Capitol". It is a large one-story stone building that is the color of rainbow barf. Huge, blue tinted windows outline the majority of the building. The stone is colored as pink as a sunset-painted sky. The worn wooden doors are neon green and decorated with orange dots. People with multicolored hair and strange clothing mill around the compound.

Uriah, sarcastic as ever, mutters, "Hooray. We're in the Color Happy Place, featuring freaky, creepy Rainbow aliens." I laugh, and so does Jaz, causing the guards to glare pointedly in our direction. We silence our giggles, but I find myself still suppressing a grin.

Great way to stay hidden, Capitol. Stay in a multicolored base. No wonder you're they're final forces. Why on Earth was Finnick scared of these idiots? They're just a bunch of multicolored freaks. I think cruelly. As we enter the compound, I glance at Finnick. He is as white as a sheet and his sea-colored eyes dart around the room in terror. What is so afraid of?

We pass multiple colorful apartments and rooms. As we go past a large, broken down wooden lounge, I see a old rickety television on a small table. Dozens of vibrant people crowd around the screen, jeering and shouting in excitement. Finnick closes his eyes and grows a shade paler.

I, curious to see what they watch, peer over one purple-haired man's shoulder.

Two children, about my age, battle. On has an old-fashioned sword, and the other carries an iron axe. Suddenly, the sword-brandishing boy goes down, and the girl stands shocked over him.

My jaw drops.

I now know why Finnick was terrified of these creatures.

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